cat cutting (i believe they're evil), pig sacrifices, (no kidding), urhmm.... sleeping, picking at scabs, guitar, bass, drums, piano, any music, i will be glad to learn, reading, writing, talking, boring others, eating, tuna with chili, tuna with mayo and tuna with more tuna. and cheese.
anyone who doesn't plan to take over the world, not into violence against women, dogs and puppets, likes to eat potato chips and has never kicked a cat/coke can/beer bottle in their life.
nirvana, incubus, grand theft audio, good charlotte, simple plan, remy zero, linkin park, maksim, CCR, Alanis, Pink, Staind, Three Doors Down, Limp Bizkit, Weezer and ughhm.... EVERYTHING that doesn't make my parents hit the ceiling.
american beauty, american sweethearts, my best friends wedding, notting hill, stepmom, ughhm... err.... what else? four weddings and a funeral, bridget jones diary, chicago, LOTR (all of 'em), my brain is temporarily out of order, i'll finish up eventually.
just shoot me, everybody loves raymond, simpsons, futurama, reality tv, punked, flipped, and everything that cable USED TO have
me talk pretty one day, by david sedaris. catcher in the rye by salinger, shanghai baby, hearts in atlantis, everything stephen king, sci-fi isaac assimov, gods of the millenium and blah blah blah. you get the picture
my stuffed pikachu who has suffered many long hard years of my father trying to kill it. oh, my bolstie *bolster too, my father tried to kill it daily by sitting on it and once he hung it from my balcony with a piece of raffia string. and erm... heroes? you, maybe? heh. for putting up with me. see you.