Supposedly the sense of smell is the most primal. I've been noticing it alot lately. Like my new Thierry Mugler plastic vanilla ice cream girl smell Angel perfume (oooooh it's nice), or the way my sweaters can smell like guy and lavender long after he's gone, or the heavy smell of my distressed male kitten after a long car ride. It's super satisfying to notice. And surprising.

Supposedly PJ Harvey is born on my birthday and has declared that she is not going to play a show ever again. Wow, I hope that changes. A friend of mine went to England to see her play in a biosphere last summer. I saw her in Atlanta in a small club once, maybe this exact day five years ago. Jeff Buckley is passed, and half of The Who. I have to get cracking.