nothing really. maybe reading and gardening?
Maybe these people
I have a wide taste in music from classical to prog rock to industrial to infinity. My taste in music goes with my moods. Other bands in which I enjoy are Sympathy from the stars, A Perfect Circle, Flogging Molly, Broken Social Scene, Grand Buffet, Depeche Mode, Tomahawk, Tool, the Killers, the Faint, the Cure, Cursive, Mineral, Kenna, Mirwais, Rasmus, Muse, Bad Religion, the Descendants, NOFX, At the Drive In, The Briggs, Scissor Sisters, Chemical Brothers, Johnny Cash, Elvis, Joy Division, Beastie Boys, Grandaddy, the Fire Theft, Sunny Day Real Estate, Frou Frou, Ozma, Radiohead, Photo Atlas, the shins, the stranglers, Iggy Pop, ladytron,fischerspooner, mew death cab for cutie, hum, pint size (no not the band with the female singer the really obscure one with the male singer) mogwai, handsome boy modeling school, wu tang clan, Queens of the stone age, the mars volta, sparta, bloodhound gang, NIN, bjork, the unseen, tsunami bomb, sex pistols, notwist,MENOMENA, waylen jennings, etc...
aren't that good anymore.
Television just seems a waste of time and there is never anything good on anyways. Just bullshit mass media slop that is reguritated and force fed to us over and over again and most of you are just sheep taking it in and wasting your lives for meaningless drivel. GO OUTSIDE AND KICK A BALL OR SOMETHING!!!
I like most classic works of fiction and have really gotten into a lot of technical manuals and history books latelyLewis Carroll- the Jabberwocky'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.'Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!'He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought-- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
I have none. There is no one out there to be admired, because in the end they'll only disappoint you. No one lives up to the standards you keep there is no one out there to rescue you in your times of need.