Making noise, cooking for others, reading body language, sleeping,
making friends with all of the neighborhood kitty cats, finding
gems at thrift stores, people watching, making fun mixtapes and
collages, taking super long walks, creating spontaneous
(And by really good at, I mean that I'm ok at it.)
Giant piles of weird fabric.
My toy wind up bunny that's cross eyed and does flips.
My ugly Goat lamp.
the One Mixtape I've managed to save from high school.
A sampler for recording.
My cat Pizza. I know it's seven things, whatever.
Why sound pollution is so fucking annoying.
How broke I actually am.
Other Countries and being in one of them.
Moving to Brooklyn early next year. It's time, I've been in
Portland for over 7 years.
You are remotely creative.
This is going to sound pompous but I daydream about the idea of
dating someone who's at the very least, Vegetarian. I don't judge
people by their eating choices (EVER) but I do like meeting people
that have the same morals as myself about animals.
I can't help it. I love the bastards!