I. my new sheets
in an effort to fix my horrible bedroom juju and in hopes that some day i’ll get laid again, i bought some new sheets and other bed-type accoutrements. i am in love with these sheets. they aren’t my usual flannel spaceman-spiff type sheets. i don’t know what they are made of, but they are soft and feel all silky like water caressing my skin or something. like butter baby. these are the sexxiest things to hit my bed, well, ever.

II. listening to music in the dark before i sleep
i’ve rediscovered that listening to music before bed helps me sleep. it’s a little awkward because i can’t read and listen to music (i can only read and watch TV, back when i watched TV). sometimes i can read and listen to NPR, but that’s neither here nor there. anyway, i just love laying in the dark with my sexxy new sheets covering my naked body and listening to jeff buckley until small tears leak out of my eyes and pool in the back of my ears. it’s awesome because the music just fills me up. i can feel it in my pelvis and my chest, flowing past my thighs. it’s amazing. i just hear so much more when i listen in the dark and it’s the only thing i’m thinking of. i even have a special sleepy songs for the tired playlist.

III. the song “To Destruction” by Dolorean
i’ve listened to this song roughly 2392 times since i bought it last wednesday. the line “make no mistake, make no mistake of my intentions. your arms the place i like the best. i cannot lie, to your face, your lips, your skin, your hips or your waist” just kicks me in the face everytime. i’ll probably go buy the rest of the album from iTunes this week.

IV. dark chocolate m&ms
clearly these bad-boy star wars were only here for a limited time engagement, because i can’t find them any where. this blows, because they were really quite dangerously good

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VI. sarah vowell
i loved Assassination Vacation so much that when the audiobook was over, i just started over from the beginning.

VII. bob mould
he isn’t really a new favorite thing, but an old favorite thing that has been rediscovered.