mf, vegan ethics, procrastinator by nature, relying heavily on my feet, baking and cooking, nature, hiking, excessive consumption of bananas and orange juice, most hbo special series shows, smellin' like coffee 24/7, kitties, my camera, furthering my education, reading multiple books at one time and taking months to finish them, sewing, napping, stuffin' my face, records,dogs, iced espresso, saving money,bad hair dye jobs,6261987,????,making ultimate mix cds for work that everyone hates, yelling at my phone,documentaries about anything, record dumpster diving, late night giants games, sleeping, craigslist free stuff and missed connections, drinking your milkshake.
I'd like to meet:
new places, new faces, an endless supply of bananas, vegan donuts, and hansens natural soda.
a new bike would be nice too.
Music:
elliott smith, the weakerthans, wilco, kid dynamite, fucked up, mason jennings, tom waits, the promise ring, maritime, grey area, paint it black, hey mercedes, american nightmare, converge, braid, the new amsterdamns,malvina reynolds, stevie nicks, one last wish,ron sexsmith, the get up kids, william elliott whitmore, misfits, nada surf, the nerve agents, the replacements, john vanderslice, hot water music, rumbleseat, saves the day, jeremey fisher, archers of loaf, pelican, rites of spring, the american analog set, attack in black, joanna newsome, ben folds, jets to brazil, jawbreaker.
Movies:
forest gump, pans labyrinth, battle royal, science of sleep, 10 things i hate about you, dawn of the dead, coming to america, almost heroes, little miss sunshine, wet hot american summer, can't hardly wait, you and me and everyone we know, funny games , what about bob, 28 days later, fight club, lord of the rings, the squid and the whale,adaptation, man on fire, winter passing, no country for old men, there will be blood, sideways, spanglish, tombstone.
Television:
six feet under, oz, the sopranos, svu, freaks and geeks, scrubs, home improvement.
Books:
eye scream
It's not the world I thought it was.
It once seemed fair,
Singing with laughter everywhere,
And all on fire
With spring bloom and the gleam
Of young desire,
And filled with song.
But I was wrong.
It's not like that at all.
Sunlight is empty,
And there's such darkness in the day,
I cannot figure any clear design,
Nor find my way.It's not the world's fault,
It's mine.
It's mine and theirs
Who fed me dreams
Instead
Of coarse bread,
And taught me how to hear
The music of stream and bird,
Instead of how to cry
Without being heard;
Who had me learn verse
Instead of how to curse.
Heroes:
MY MOTHER &
MY FATHER FOR NEVER LETTING THE WORLD GET THEM DOWN.
my little monta, r.i.p.
