Cats. Punk rock. Half-assed activism. Turbojugend. Feminist reappropriation. German. Partying 'til I don't puke. Being overtly sexual. Sweet guitar solos. Animals. Communes. Animal rights. Manimal rights.
People who have things in common with me. Punk kids, radical leftists, filthy drunkards, whatever. People to smoke weed and play girly/nerdy video games with.
Generation X. The Descendents. Turbonegro. Guns n Roses. Billy fucking Idol. Talib Kweli. Michael Jackson. Jackson 5. Fettes Brot. Phil Ochs. The Jam. Arnocorps. Mirah. Wir sind Helden. Tocotronic. Björk. Electric Eel Shock. Stereo Total. The Cure. Anal Babes. The Smiths. Bikini Kill. Annihilation Time. Dar Williams. Radiohead. Oh it's all so out of place together!
I Heart Huckabees. Dawn of the fucking Dead. 28 Days Later - even though the infected are not real zombies and I like the movie mostly for Cillian Murphy's wang. Hedwig and the Angry Inch. Turbonegro the Movie. Dancer in the Dark. Billy Elliot. Raise the Red Lantern. Sonnenallee. The fucking Notebook because it made me cry, but I was embarrassed that it made me cry, so I pretended I was laughing.
Degrassi. Strangers with Candy. It's Always Sunny in Philiadelphia. Project Runway. Shows where ordinary people with no particular talent completely humiliate themselves.
Am kürzeren Ende der Sonnenallee. Anything by David Sedaris. The Jungle. Utopias/Dystopias. Homage to Catalonia. 19th century European novels, in general.
Middle-aged rock sluts. Having no shame means you win and lose all at once!