Obsessively checking and rechecking AIM profiles and Aways.
Listening to shitty music--and no, not the "good kind" of shitty.
Forming somewhat-thought-out opinions and views in vain attempts to cope.
Reading people correctly (atleast partially at times).
Denying my own gut instincts and then questioning the second-guessing of those thoughts.
Intently daisychaining from person to person, profile to profile.
Kitty cats--specifically my very own Asshole.
Bad photography--again, specificaly my own.
Box Handling.
Ebay'ng for things I really don't need but can't stop searching for.
Finding pants that actually fit (it's a lot more of a quest than you would think).
"Half-sex" e,e ...not to mention spooning.
Girls with raccoon-eyes (natural or Covergirl-manufactured). Mmmm.
Trying to figure out why I can't ever just leave it alone since none of it ever works out.
This girl, this girl riiiiight here: ;D
(I'd like to thank Renae for finding that one.)
In life, someone who doesn't come off as walking ignorance, arrogance and doesn't curl into a ball-of-spiked-insecurity if you disagree with them and point it out. Some morals are nice, too--but not too many, and it's not necessarily a requirement.
As far as MySpace goes (aka The Center of The Internet Universe) I thought I could take a stab and guesstimate a number that sounded right to weed-out the friend whores but really, it's a percentage: if you don't communicate in any way, size, shape, or form with atleast half of your friends' list (and don't atleast KNOW the other half via the ever-shrinking world outside of MySpace) then you're a friend whore, or you're just a random person who's trying to recruit into your faceless masses and chances are, without a bit of coercion you're not going to get anywhere here with that and, you need to leave this page. Like now.
NOTE: IF I DON'T KNOW YOU ALREADY, CHANCES ARE, I PROBABLY DON'T WANT TO. FIGURE ME FOR AN "ELITIST ASSHOLE", BUT REALLY, I'M JUST THAT FEARFUL AND ANTI-SOCIAL. THINGS ARE SAFER THAT WAY--FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED, TRUST ME. AND THANKS.
PS. Anyone who says/agrees-with the cliched line of "living life to the fullest," yeah, you need to go away as well and in my opinion are probably just afraid of stabalizing your life long enough to get real priorities (says the kettle).
Now here's a not-so-original idea, I'm posting some of the things I've chosen as favorites from DeviantArt, here's the current one and it changes... whenever:
Zombie by GlitterGel
Unlike the norm, I'm taking a pseudo-stand here and not listing every single damn band/artist that I listen to for a handful of tracks--if that...damnit.
The following is probably the few bands that I give half-a-shit about (most times) and I know that it's more than just "that one song" or even just one great cd.
So take it, and like it: (Listed by "importance"...?)
Stabbing Westward
Alice In Chains
Nine Inch Nails
Fuel
Sinatra (Dean, Tony, and The Bing get a nod, too)
A Perfect Circle
Acid Bath
Jack Johnson
Dido
White Zombie
The Doors
and lastly acquiring a taste for Tori Amos
Aside from the same exact list that everyone else always has
(Clerks & Chasing Amy
Fight Club & Office Space
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Amelie
Eternal Sunshine
Waking Life
and The Crow)
...and I finally saw Shaun of the Dead and... I love it!
the following, though are a few that I would like to think aren't on EVERYONE ELSE's, some I know are downright DESPISED including, but not limited to:
12 Monkeys
The Returner
Constantine
Cruel Intentions
The Devil's Rejects
Serendipity
The Replacement Killers
Blade (only the first one was any good at all)
Terminator & Terminator 2 (the third one was utter crap)
...I'll drop the cliche of "I'm sure there's more but I just can't think of them.." so I can be part of the crowd.
Besides, who cares about thinking in a slightly-different, possibly-offensive way, when you can just be a miserable, insecure, defensive sheep, right? Bahhh.
Well, for starters, I own every season of Buffy:tvs and all but the last season of Angel via the mass-marketing evil/genius of "TV on DVD" if that's too much 'geek' for you, then back-away now, slowly.
On the same note, if every season of Six Feet Under didn't sell for more than the cost of my groceries for a month, I'd probably have them, too.
Since I've recently acquired friends with Cable On Demand I'm now a pseudo-regular fan of The Venture Bros (as opposed to an 'irregular fan' I'm guessing).
I'm not ashamed to admit--although perhaps I should be--that occasionally I'll catch an episode of Smallville
And then there's the only show I really and truly try to keep up on but tend to fail miserably: Supernatural .
Lately you'll catch me elbow-deep, slogging through another one of Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake: Vampire Executioner novels that went from an "NC-17 Buffy" series to, more and more, supernatural harlequins.
Palahniuk hasn't let me down yet (although there's still plenty of room to).
Also there's a small stock room-sized collection somewhere around here of Richard Laymon 's uber-cheesy horrors
(Damnit. It all gots' erased. Fan-fuckin'-tastic. Did I mention just how much I hate stylesheets? Okay then. Someday I'll actually get around to fixing this, too. Just not today.)