little bits of paper, folded things, dead people, harmonicas, zen, desserts, ironic poetry, and the like. French graphic novels. Anima-nation.
Okay, I should make one thing clear: I am here for FRIENDS, and I define a FRIEND as being someone I have met/spoken to/looked at, physically, in person, at least once in my life. I am extremely shy - this means I probably won't respond to you if you are just contacting me to tell me I am hot (um, excuse me, "HOTT") and that I should IM you sometime. I don't participate in the myspace meat market, and I've never used IM. And I'm not going to start, even for you. And besides, you'd probably find me rather boring.If, on the other hand, we have met/spoken with/looked at each other at some point in our lives, by all means drop me a line. This also goes for friends of friends (I'm not entirely against meeting new people, especially if they like my friends). Just be patient, because (I will say it again) I am shy. I am also a Cornell student, which means I am freaking out all the time. I don't tend to communicate with others when I'm freaking out.Oh, and if the only reason you want to contact me is to find out why I hate you so much, or why I looked at you funny in middle school/high school/summer camp/college/whatever the fuck, stop worrying. I don't hate you, and I didn't mean to look at you that way. It comes from the lack of social skills.UPDATE 12/2006: All of the above is still true.
jonathan richman, goran bregovic, greg brown, dresden dolls, yann tiersen, the crooners, david bowie, edith piaf, flowers of disgust, jeff skorik, howling wolf, ween, the kinks, magnetic fields, manu chao, nick cave, moloko, morphine, protein, red elvises, t rex, TMBG, violent femmes, tom waits, cake, duke ellington, chris merkley, the doors, louise attaque, nouvelle vague, johnny cash, le tigre, manu chao, ray charles, etc.
six-string samurai, cry baby, clay pigeons, mulholland drive, dead man, ghost dog, the big lebowski, nightmare before christmas, lost in la mancha, bubba ho-tep, gothic, the triplets of belleville, tuvalu, the saddest music in the world, the new world, and just about anything by wong kar-wai (except for as tears go by- it's total crap.)
fishing with john was pretty good. most of the rest of TV is dreck. and yes, dreck is a word.
oahspe, female sex perversion, city of glass, the phantom tollbooth, the dot and the line, yellow books of a mathematical nature, the penguin dictionary of curious and interesting geometry, and I just read wicked. (EDIT: no I didn't. this was written ages ago. however, I'm leaving this up because there's no way I'm going to log in to update this list every time I read a book.)
ray johnson, aubrey beardsley, buddy holly. women. all people who endeavor to be non-reactionary in this incredibly reactionary world. people who ask questions.