Sleeping, obsessing over my Oakland A's, people-watching, stealing blankets and fighting for pillows, getting out and forcing myself to be around a lot of people without freaking out, reading my Newsweeks (they come faster than I can read them), driving my sister nuts, annoying the shit out of my brother, and did I say sleeping? Cause sleeping's my favorite.
People who can tolerate possible stuttering, an inability to create small talk, nervousness/anxiety around large crowds, and any of my other bad habits. If you can stand me, I think we could be friends.
I'm musically impaired. Enlighten me with some of your collection.
Sit me down and watch them with me. Otherwise, I probably haven't seen it, so don't ask.
I miss the TV Guide Channel.
I'm trying to read more. It's a slow process.
Your mom, my mom, Darwin, Whitman, Tennyson, anyone who reaches stuff from tall shelves for me, the Slowsky's, Dennis Eckersley, Bill King, Miguel Tejada, Greg Proops, Eeyore, Mr. Harris, single parents who rise above, Gavin Newsom, and whoever created Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream. It's delicious!