

I long for the smell of ink underneath my fingernails. Instead, I'm in Smellytown, Ohio making collages and loving on my boyfriend.

Hit it big this weekend. Scored some New York Times Magazines from back in the day. Three for a dollar, can't beat that. I also picked up a book filled w/grand photos of canaries. Some of the canaries that graced the pages looked as if they were wearing little toupees. This excited me very much.