I have a cat that I just call cat...or have thought of naming "sCatman Caruthpurrs." She's the most loving, affectionate horrendous monster that's existed. No front claws, sneaks outside, and constantly attacks and terrorizes other cats in the neighborhood. I want a dog...
I love movies and Netflix has let me to love TV shows again.
I buy Transformers and toys to collect, trade, and sell. I collect phones to fix, sell, but mostly throw into a box after screwing them up. I love toys. I'm not stuck in my childhood, but I appreciate the shit out of modern toys and the art of toys of the past.
I love conspiracy theories. I don't absolutely believe that any are true, but wouldn't be surprised if any of the big ones are.
Several other things, too.
I realize that it's more than just worth it.
Now: dressing unassumingly, hating my cat, driving fuel-efficiently
Ravenous is hands down my favorite movie. Deadwood is the show of Shows.
I will always eat mexican food. Tex mex, sure, but I prefer questionable food from places too dimly lit or parked outside.