Spinning. German Expressionism. French/Quebec Cinema. Eating french fries. Pulling the heads off of gummi bears. Feng Shui. How long does this go on before I run out of space?
Hmm. I like smart but goofy, loyal but honest, funny but occasionally sarcastic, spontaneous but sometimes a creature of habit, mature yet youthful, and kind (no buts about that one). I'm successful, I have a car, have decent and caring friends, and a family that loves me. I also enjoy my spectacularly-fabulous-fits-me-right-feng-shui'd apartment by the beach in Santa Monica--and I can cook. I'm healthy and d/d free, and I have air conditioning in my bedroom during the summer. What else could anyone want out of life? If you dig all of this, we might be good together.
Right now, John Myers. Check out his link in my friends section. Great stuff. http://www.myspace.com/johnmyersmusicThat's pretty much it. :)
Borderline-Inappropriate Dancing, There Are Plenty of Mohicans, Charlie and the Limited-Production Chocolate Startup, Joseph and the Nondescript Monochrome Sportscoat, Four Bachelor Parties and a Friend Who's Ill. Anything really, as long as its dark and someone is sitting with me. :)Oh, and anything French gets me hot.
Any show where butt ugly people are transformed into slightly less butt ugly people by massive plastic surgery and are then unleashed onto their families who are forced to say things like "Heather just has so much more confidence now!" I LOVE that. And Grey's Anatomy. And anything British--I'll even watch 70s reruns of Barbara Woodhouse walking her bitches.
Any of the famous Klingon Fairy Tales: "Goldilocks Dies With Honor at the Hands of the Three Bears"; Little Red Riding Hood Strays Into the Neutral Zone"; "Mary Had a Little Lamb. It Was Delicious" and "Beauty and Everyone's A Beast"
Bill Clinton. Pee Wee Herman. Andy Roddick. Bea Arthur. Michael English--before he got all religious again. The guy who shakes that cow in that commercial. In that order.