books, chamomile tea, going through your garbage, hardwood floors, making art, mint tea, painkillers, snow, the pied piper, things that are shiny, things that are soft, bark, rain, malady, paper, the color brown, writing letters, tattoos, love, the fort, franz, bottles, laudanum, brocade, moss, water, breathing in and out, soft beds, visiting, vacuuming, bones, seam ripping, apothecaries, henna, ironing, cedar, antique medical equipment, hats, garters, oil, laundry fresh from the dryer.
A tall, left-handed lanky Irish fellow with curly red hair and half-sleeve forearm tattoos (good ones) who can draw and paint better than I can. He'll have a curly mustache and be brilliant and well-read and clever and say evil things in my ear with his accent. Yes, That's it. I want to specifically meet that exact person. In fact, maybe I can just stuff a suit full of hay and draw a face on it with a sharpie. It'll be about as satisfying. Also:
A pale-skinned girl who reminds me of me.
People who can spell and punctuate. Really—you should at least be able to know the difference between ‘you’re’ and ‘your’ (unless you've got a crippling case of dyslexia or something, in which case I apologize). Also:
People who quote The Simpsons (no, not just Ralph). Also:
The big bad wolf. Also:
People who want to buy me presents , which you don't.
Oingo Boingo, Leonard Cohen, The Pogues, Hope for agoldensummer, TMBG, The World/ Inferno Friendship Society, Guignol, Dolomites, Dresden Dolls, Firewater.
O Brother Where art Thou, The Illusionist, Amelie, American Beauty, Harold and Maude, Waking Ned Devine, Spirited Away, Mystery Men, Romy and Michele, Neverending Story, The Incredibles, Twin Falls Idaho, Pleasantville, Edward Scissorhands, Hideous Mutant Freaks, Fifth Element, Labyrinth, Harold and Kumar, Pan's Labyrinth.
You can't beat me at Simpsons or Futurama trivia. All other TV will poison you, though. Go read a book.
P.S.: TNG.
I don't know. All I do is lay in bed and read. I have a tattoo of someone reading, I'm so obsessed. Um... Okay: Donna Tartt's The Secret History; Michael Cunningham's Specimen Days; Audrey Niffenegger's Time Traveler's Wife. Those are my favorites right now, out of the kitchillion billion million books I've read in my lifetime.
I like Neil Gaiman too, less than I used to, but still a lot.
Trina Schart Hyman , Walt Whitman. Also:
Monsieur Mangetout:
Michael Lotito (b. 1950) of Grenoble, France has eaten metal and glass since 1958. Experts x-rayed his stomach and note his ability to consume 2 lbs (900 g) of metal per day. Since 1966, he has consumed 18 bicycles, 15 shopping carriages, seven television sets, six chandeliers, two beds, a pair of skis, a computer, and a Cessna light aircraft!