Raucous Merriment; my digital camera; sunlight; walking; dancing; thick, warm, tall socks; World of Warcraft; pyjamas; unicorns (there's a good reason for that one, I promise;) Life and all living things; Older Southern ladies who call me "Baby"; sewing; crocheting; origami; macrame; cleaning the house; making stuff; growing things; dice, card, and board games; crosswords; sudoku; woodworking (in theory); cinnamon; peanut butter and honey sandwiches; science; the universe; the way things work; the biological and neurological bases behind human thought, behavior, emotion, and sexuality; making lists; making out; vivid colors; fetish pictures; Dare Wright; intoxicating sexual attraction; that southern "Fuck Yeah!" mentality; men with redneck accents, drunken slapfights (the fun kind); indecent behavior; cussing; boys that call each other bitches; the word "ass" (and lately I've really been diggin' "full-on")
Riff-raff. Uncouth, nonjudgemental, fun, trashy people who spend most of their time sitting at home playing board games and drawing eyes on the furniture. Nobody who takes themselves or anyone else too seriously. I don't get along with people who are difficult to get close to - they confuse (and kind of annoy) me. One can never know enough cute girls. Anyone who can tell me something I've never heard before. Anyone who can arrange for me to do something I've never done before. People in my field. People who can teach me how to do or make things. Anyone who can teach me how not to kill myself using a table saw. Nonsmokers. Creative geniuses with few regrets or hangups (bastards usually fucking smoke though.) People who will draw on me (markers are the most fun but other media have proven adequate.) Folks who ain't afraid to get a little down and dirty. Billie Piper. Living stereotypes. Carefully designed personas. Boys who sing in falsetto. Anyone who is willing to don truly unseemly attire to pose in my fetish photos. People who feel compelled to take everything that one step too far - they are out there right now making our legends. ("You and I both know, The Doctor is worth the monsters.")
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Hans Zimmer's "You're so Cool" makes me feel like an integral part of a massive collective subconsciousness. My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult's "Sexplosion" was always my theme song because it sums up the way I feel about pretty much every single person I meet ("i love to watch the way you walk, i live to hear the words you talk, i'd love to know the things you do when no one's there to spy on you. i want to crawl inside your head to kiss your mind and lips of red. i dig the things you do to me - you've lit the fire to set me free".) 50's hits, The Sound of Music, Carole King's "Really Rosie" and Paul Simon were my bedtime songs. (if I could only listen to one song for the rest of my life, it would be "You, Me and Julio"), LCD Soundsystem, electronica, cheesy house, M.I.A., almost all 80's music, Ween, the Faint, Arling and Cameron, The Pixies, Tom Waits, latin, hip hop, bluegrass, WHITE LION (ooooh, that Lady of the Valley,) Ministry, Devendra Banhart, Radiohead, big band, old jazz, old country, Nina Simone, Nick Cave, My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult, Prince, Blonde Redhead, Le Tigre, Def Leppard, Peaches, Gillian Welch, The Cure (old,) The Chemical Brothers, Peter Gabriel, The Beastie Boys (old,) PJ Harvey, Bjork, New Order, Cake (Yes, it's true. Shut up.) Tool, Tricky, Lamb, Violent Femmes, Chris Isaak, The Church, The Flaming Lips, Talib Kweli, ESG, The Rapture, "The Lonely Goatherd," various songs sang by various cartoon characters in various movies, lots of things sang to me by my mother when I was little, The Mars Volta, Postal Service, Fischerspooner, Nouvelle Vague, Moving Units, Zoot Woman, Venus Hum, Miss Ms. Ruby, Carey Kotsionis, Lylas, The Mattoid, On Command! All my favorite musics lives in Nashville.
Donnie Darko, Secretary, Pi, Y Tu Mama Tambien, The Princess Bride. Violent movies make me cry - feel free to warn me whenever you see one that you think I ought not to watch. (Much obliged.) Two of my favorite movie scenes that I frequently find myself thinking back around to: "The Rules of Attraction" when Paul and "Dick" are jumping around on the hotel bed, rockin' out to "Faith" (George Michael,) while their mothers are downstairs in the restaurant drinking and popping pills. AND "Secretary" when she climbs up on the chair to put the rat trap behind it and her boss sees the cuts on her thigh -- just above her knee socks -- and then she sees him seeing her and drops the trap. HOTTT.
Lost, Scrubs, CSI, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Dr. Who, That 70's Show, Reno 911, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, forensic science shows, So You Think You Can Dance.
Anything on quantum physics or genetics, Tom Robbins, Lewis Nordan, erotica, Me Talk Pretty One Day, William Gibson, Neil Gaiman, The Bombshell Manual of Style. I'm addicted to reference books and nonfiction. I can't stop buying them. Here's a list of all the stuff I got at Border's the time I accidentally spent $350: "The Germfreak's Guide to Outwitting Colds and flu"; "Secrets of Reflexology"; "Fun and Funky Crochet"; "Felted Crochet"; "The Ultimate Visual Dictionary of Science" (Hardcover); A turquoise, faux-croc journal with silver gilding around all the page edges and a ribbon to hold your place; "How to Prepare for the GRE 2006"; "GRE Biology Subject Test 5"; "More Simply Pilates" Book and DVD; "In Style - Getting Gorgeous"; "Word Smart for the GRE"; "The Practical Woodworker"; "Crochet from the Heart"; "The Stripper's Guide to Looking Great Naked"; and these fucking GORGEOUS Gustaz Klimt Tarot cards. I had always been a staunchly Rider-Waite gal because my dad gave them to me, but these were too awesome to be without. And since I couldn't really use my old, dogeared book with the new cards I got "The Big Little Book of Tarot: The Only Book You'll Ever Need"; AND I found this fucking amazing book by Tortora Grabowski - "Principles of Anatomy and Physiology" which is a VERY nicely hard bound, 1,000 page plus tome with gorgeous anatomical diagrams and photos. Finally, I bought the new chemical brothers CD, a book mark, and a clip light.
My mother, my sister, (maybe not quite a 'hero' but I strongly relate to) JD from Scrubs, Alabama Worley, Marge Simpson, Dave Attell, tarts and floozies, burlesque dancers, Mike Raber. (this list was much longer until i realized it would have to be infinite if i was going to go there)