Today's happiness sources include, but aren't limited to (it's not even dawn yet, ppl) Venezuelan coffee which my grandmother sent me through convoluted, yet marvelously effective channels; a full night's sleep, wherein 'full night' is defined by five hours of uninterrupted slumber and the next links:

( woodland wig )

You guys! I'm in love with this vid, it's utterly cute and original and oh my heart...

Click to view

::is a sap::

Lovely beauty for the day ::sigh::

( Lady Orlando )

Still alive. Tired as hell since my insomnia is back and is taking revenge for all the rain checks I've given it. It sucks pretty massively.

However, sleepless nights mean hours thralling through YouTube in the quest for soul nourishment.

Like, for example, Corinne Bailey Rae doing a cover of Led Zeppelin and The Raconteurs. My soul, you guys, it is ( Read more... )

whomever was that recced me Murder by Death, please know that I am so grateful for your kindness. You have made my life such a nicer place.

Also? I kinda wish I remembered who you are...

I miss my cat. Like whoa.

But, Blues Traveler has the power to make things better apparently.

::misses her cat::

Foucault. He's like, everything I ever dreamed of finding in a songwriter. Seriously.

This man can do things with his songs. It's like bottled emotions, the way he takes words and makes them mean something, I am in awe of this ability of his. There's this certain frailty to his music, such simple sounds yet such complicated feelings, it's all so raw ( Read more... )

Because I love y'all so much. And because I'm in a sharing kind of mood. But mostly because I'm cold and insomniac.

Jack Johnson - Cookie Jar.
I love the juxtaposition of the innocence of a cookie jar with the subject treated. It's very unexpected, yet perfectly matched when you get all the nuances involved. Great, great song.

Jack Johnson - Same ( Read more... )

The other night I was kinda creative, so attempted some drawings. I'm quite pleased with what came out, actually, which is nine kinds of awesome considering that for all of five months or so, I hadn't been able to draw something I liked.

The first one is a flower, don't know what kind of, though. The girl is a failed copy of this Kurt Hasley failed ( Read more... )