Music for dancing to. Books that let me escape. Really bad television. The MARVEL Universe, especially X-Men. The Marauders. Theater, musicals, drama in general. Skateboarding/Surfing. ROCK OUT GIRLS. Food. Lots of food. Big city life. Happy times. Pasadena. Filling up notebooks with absolute mindless ramblings and turning it into a masterpiece.
Call it inevitable, call it the doomed fate of love. Call it karmic, fucked up, the dance of wolves. Live it, love it, call it life.
I am easily the most frivolous person you will ever meet.
I can sum myself up in five parts:
1. I eat my feelings. All of them.
2. I love people too much. That's why I'm such a bitch.
3. I do not like to share my friends.
4. I like books more than people. And I like music that makes me feel something.
5. I am fully happy with my life.
My reason for existence is to make the ultimate slammin' dance mix.
People who know how to rock out and love to make asses of themselves.
Anyone who can personify "Waldorf Worldwide" without being a total douche bag.
PS. JOSEPH ESPARZA, if you can read this. Everytime I see Adam West I think of you now. Just thought you should know.
SUPERTROOPERS, Romeo + Juliet, Army of Darkness
SNAKES ON A PLANE.
I am a victim to almost everything on vH1.
HOUSE
Pride and Prejudice, Dangerous Angels, The Virgin Suicides, The Torn Skirt, The Dharma Bums.
CHUCK KLOSTERMAN
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JOEL MCHALE.
MIKEY DAY.
BRUCE CAMPBELL.
THE SKLAR BROTHERS.
RACH, ADAM, BRET.