Oh Wolfie, those are lovely. Thank you so much for linking to them.
It's funny. In the week since we saw them (has it really been a week already?), I feel like I've discovered a whole gorgeous new love for Jemaine. It's not at all that I adore Bret less, bewitching little rascal that he is, and it's not that I didn't love Jemaine previously, because I did, emphatically so.
It's just as if in an instant, my heart built a whole extra room to contain my new-found love for the spectacled fellow. As if the building materials were all there, waiting quietly for me to need them. He's such a lovely, gentle chap, and his patience and good nature are (if you'll forgive me for being horribly cheesy and earnest here) genuinely an inspiration to me. Ugh. I cannot believe I typed that aloud. Jesus. I must try to be cooler. But Jemaine's truly a capital human bean, and I watched him the other night with my heart shining and full up to the brim. It's just good to know that people like that exist in the world, you know? It's not terribly complicated, I suppose. Nothing very profound. But it means something, in its own small, affectionate way. And for that, I am happy.
.:: She's got two jobs. She's a pastry chef and a sniper ::.