Photography and things pertaining to. Coffee. Riding my bike to work. Dancing. Friends. Cooking. Alcohol (particularly tequila, miller lite, red wine, oh oh oh and blue moon.) Art. Trees. Poppin' lip gloss. My bunny ears that Mickayla made for me, most times they come out when I'm drunk. My dog, Ms. Molly Wolly Watkins. Books. Not shopping (can't deal).
Stephen King. Harry Callahan. My father's parents. And this oh so amazingly hot individual:
Any music that gets stuck in my head for more than a few seconds and doesn't make me want to kill myself is good in my world. Music that I can sleep to. Music that I can dance to. Music that gives me cold chills and makes me act like a little girl. Music that helps me stay awake while I drive. LIVE music.
I can never remember when I get put on the spot.I'm newly obsessed with this woman...
Six Feet Under. House. The L Word. Law and Order: SVU. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. The Office. Top Chef. Iron Chef.
The Dark Tower Series. Choke. Lullaby. 1984.
My parents. Jan. My fraternity sisters and brothers... Poozle for life! Boo.