i’ve been waiting for the post office to release their abstract expressionist stamps for weeks… i picked up 8 sheets last night after work, to make snail mail even more awesome.
a collaged bookmark. shocking! on the front, and on the back is a little story about frank, who can’t find his balls, which is forever going to be a juvenile joke between the two of us.
i’m diving into my reading pile with renewed enthusiasm just so i can keep opening my books to see my new bookmark!