my lil' black dress. reading magazines in languages i don't speak. (desire to watch) a good deck change. lazy so cal summers..happy hour...(the ones that start at 5 p.m. but mysteriously don't seem to end until you pass out.) boys in speedos. inappropriate text messages. traveling around the world (hopefully never to be found)...my chopstick fetish and severe need to misspell everything. typing ....., music concerts (the ones that i don't have to work..but even the ones i do)..calling people names (nothing too severely ego damaging) ian thorpe. taking random trips to the east coast. worship tiara club. sunsets. shiny things in lil' blue boxes. pineapples. vintage photos. evesdropping.
Juan Deive. Because he was a musician from childhood and poet in his puberty.
Drive Shaft
now, whatever is on dvr at richardson
telemundo. getting my bilingual on.
i'm all the intellectual stimulatation one needs.
the sis is pretty rockin'