food,tv,pirated cds,old shirts,worn-out bermudas,slippers,the fat person on the other side,billiards,pingpong,long-distance calls(receiving them,that is),friends...those lazy sunday afternoons with me pet pig...those late night tv show marathons.she always falls asleep on the friggin couch..but hell...rice bowls...getting her dinner ready...fixing her damn bed...going to the stupid bank for her...cleaning her fucking shoes!even finding her socks!getting into trouble to get what she wants.letting her win on some stupid bet so as not to flare the fucken temper that she's got.loving her for all that she is.and that she never was,or ever will be.she loves it when people say that.trying my best to imitate her baby talk!and we won't stop until i get it right.well i never do.haha.getting all the blame when we both get into trouble.hearing her call me sitart or bibi or pet ket or all those other stupid pet names that i can't believe i let you in on.wearing tight dresses to make her laugh...
anybody who'd be willing to adopt a good-lookin full-time bum like mehself.
alternative,pop,rock,ballads
it varies.as long as the people in it are moving.and there's enough blood and gore and tears and boobs to keep me from falling to sleep.
i'd watch anything.can you believe that shit?
the little prince---the fat person from the other side speaking,this is the only book i know that this fat person have read and actually likes---
john travolta,them gangsters at the Godfather1-100,van wilder etc.will update when brain resumes normal functioning.