Watching good (and the worst) movies, friends, reading, puking on hipsters, spending enough time alone that I don't go crazy, sending long ass text messages, going to museums, eating, and walking around Manhattan like the old woman addicted to speed in the last scene of Requiem For A Dream when she thinks the fridge is gonna eat her so she runs out of her apartment in a housecoat while it's snowing and she's totally insane (that's me sometimes minus the speed and the whole fridge eating me thing).
I would like to meet the people I'm supposed to meet. You know who you are...
Bjork, Nina Simone, Death Cab, Air, Kings of Convenience, Sigur Ros, Jill Scott, M.I.A., Waldorf, Postal Service, Tina Turner,Erykah Badu, Smashing Pumpkins, Basement Jaxx, Peaches, Missy Elliott, Inouk, Cloud Room, Rufus Wainwright, and others I can't remember because I'm being asked to list them
Waiting for Guffman, Best In Show, Elvira-Mistress of the Dark, Battle Royale, Suicide Club, Amores Perros, All about My Mother, What Did I Do To Deserve This?, Half-Baked, Troop Beverly Hills, The Wizard, The Care Bears Movie (1 and 2), Captain Eeo
Antiques Roadshow, the Simpsons, Strangers with Candy, AbFab, Get-Along-Gang, The Daily Show
Dry, David Sedaris, The Curious Event of the Dog in the Nightime, Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, 100 years of Solitude, Invisible Monsters, How To Lose Friends and Alienate People, McSweeney's, Kitchen Sink Zine, the backs of cereal boxes, warning labels on prescription medications, Before Night Falls, Fraud, Wasted, Devil Wears Prada
My sister Mari, she is the only person I allow to call me "Rick" and when I told her I liked boys, she one upped me by saying that she liked girls.