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.
Snowstorms
Thursday, April 14, 2011, 2:43 PM
I really do hate everything about winter - the gray, the gloom - and I've been planning on moving somewhere nicer when I'm done school. But I wonder if living somewhere with year-round sunshine will make me appreciate it less. I wonder if I will lose the feeling I get when the sun has almost fully melted the snow and the birds are chirping and I can almost, almost feel the summer with my fingertips. Because that feeling almost, almost makes waiting out the winter worth it.