music listening and music making. movies and quoting them obnoxiously. the beach. snowboarding. soccer. surfing. lacrosse. philosophy. languages. europa. making things awkward. impaired conversations or just impaired judgment in general. fondling sweaters and being tragically hip.
nietzsche. and perhaps gael garcia bernal... sans the drag.
nirvana. radiohead. sublime. thrice. death cab for cutie. the shins. taking back sunday. weezer. coldplay. sufjan stevens. fall out boy. bloc party. the arcade fire. the beatles. the postal service. minus the bear. belle and sebastian. fiona apple. the decemberists. sigur ros. a bunch of other stuff. and kelly clarkson is my hero. i mean what? no, really.
waynes world, clueless, pulp fiction, igby goes down, the usual suspects, anchor man, supertroopers, boondock saints, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, wet hot american summer, goonies, l'auberge espagnole, royal tenenbaums, ferris beullers day off, christopher guest, kevin smith, adam sandler, pedro almodovar, wes anderson. and basically there are quite a few movies i thoroughly enjoy that i cant think of right now so my list ends here.
the office, arrested development, dexter, 90210, sex and the city, family guy, friends, csi, saved by the bell, grey's, desperate, lost, ... and i enjoy watching horrible reality tv shows and speaking of their castmembers as if they are my closest friends.
franny and zooey and everything salinger, a moveable feast, cats cradle,white noise, the red dragon, the things they carried, frank o'hara, william carlos williams, and when im feeling linguistically inclined... en attendant godot and cien anos de soleded.
i have many.