Megan Alexandra.
This is stuff that I think about and stuff that you think about.
I Like.
Summer because I can drive with my windows down. Beer at the library. Old things, secondhand things, vintage things. Microwaves so I don't starve because I can't cook. Vitamins because microwave food isn't so healthy. When wrestlers become movie stars. Learning things. Tasteful nudes. Jason Mewes with long hair. Seeing new cities and people and places. Writing down everything.
Music.
Act Fast. Black Flag. Braid. Cosmic Gate. Fedde Le Grand. Friendly Fires. The Honorary Title. Japandroids. Kaskade. Ladyhawk. Land of Talk. Late of the Pier. Library Voices. Manchester Orchestra. Northstar. Ra Ra Riot. The Radio Dept. Reverie Sound Revue. Treasure Fingers. Verse. Wolf Parade. Woodhands.
Reads.
The Average American Male. The Bean Trees. Bitch Magazine. How to Make Love Like a Pornstar. Less Than Zero. Playboy Magazine. Runaway Devil. Vice Magazine. World War Z.
Film.
28 Weeks Later. 9 to 5: Days in Porn. American History X. American Psycho. Back to the Future. The Blind Side. The Butterfly Effect. Charlie Bartlett. Clerks II. Die Hard. Die Hard With A Vengeance. The Expendables. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Goodfellas. Grandma's Boy. The Hangover. Inglorious Basterds. Kindergarten Cop. The Lion King. Little Miss Sunshine. Live Free or Die Hard. Mallrats. Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Religulous. Requiem For A Dream. Superbad. Taken. Total Recall. XXX. Zombieland.
Television.
Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. Arrested Development. Cathouse. Criminal Minds. Freaks and Geeks. Intervention. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Late Night with Conan O'Brien. Lost. The Office. Third Watch.
I Don't Like.
How I can't make up my mind about anything.
It doesn't work on the cold-hearted.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008, 1:00 PM
If I could just get that one piece back from you,
if you could just return that one piece back to me,
I think I could go.
When you blew away, oh, you blew away,
you flew on my one string of hope
and it flew away with you.
Now all that’s left is my scattered heart and
the skeleton of a whore.
Everything else blew away.