music. knitting. whiskey neat and dollar PBRs. dance parties. records. creative nonfiction. singing in the middle of everything. dancing and dancing and dancing. literary critical theory and my library's fiction shelves. discerning kittens and catching up. bikes and the people who ride them. brooklyn. kickball, specifically but not limited to the brooklyn variety. boys. girls. local and organic. salsa. rain. impromptu lake swimming. the latest dance craze. blogs. rock and/or roll. jameson. you.
other people whose sections were altered by spyspace.
nah, actually, i'm pretty much set.
lately i've been obsessed with:
: blue
: these old etta james records i found
: rumours
: hyacinths and thistles
: panic prevention
: double up
i'm pretty much always obsessed with tom waits, jawbreaker, and anything jenny lewis or stephen merritt are involved in.
i like long walks and sci fi movies if you're six foot tall and east coast bred.
rots your brain. which hasn't kept me from getting obsessed with lost.
the beet queen. reservation blues. hertzberg's politics. the brothers karamazov. out of the girls room and into the night. cowboys are my weakeness. squee! the jigsaw woman. the thought gang. dangerous angels. from hell. the moon is always female. v for vendetta. please kill me. our band could be your life. england's dreaming. from the velvets to the voidoids. american gods. discipline and punish. white noise. motherless brooklyn. the thirteen clocks. youth in revolt. that damn fire and ice series. also: please please please suggest literature to me. i have a library card. i'm not afraid to use it.
i'd like to emphasize the fact that this section isn't listed as 'heroines.'