26 July 2009

a little black book

holds all my thoughts. look, don't touch. ink stains on crisp pages, it's the best.
am i the only person in the world who enjoys buying new notebooks?
something about the blank pages has so much potential.
potential to be great. potential to be typical. and of course, potential to be funny.
it's just me and my little black book, folks.

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