Jesuit Refugee Service.
Learning. Service. Travel. Thinking. Doing. Coffee. Drinks. Pens. Notebooks. Maps. Tickets. Packing bags.
Coming up with ideas for novels.
Managing the Mets.
Getting lost and finding cool shit.
Pretending to understand loads of languages.
Supporting little shops in SEA that sell beer.
People tell me that I'm a really good cook. Although, I'm beginning to suspect that I'm just being manipulated by folks too lazy too cook for themselves. Shit. I smell something burning...
Some favorites: Love in the Time of Cholera. Hesse. Cormac McCarthy. Elegance of the Hedgehog (I have a crush on Muriel Burberry). Shantarum. Death in the Afternoon. The Power of Myth. Mimesies.
Is it possible to think about books more than actually reading books? I wonder if I don't do that sometimes. I juggle books, and I usually manage not to drop one of them. You know, on my foot.
I frequently skim books on language study.
I like Ken Burns, BBC documentaries, other documentaries and the Teaching Company.
Movies are nice.
I don't watch much TV. I do love NFL games. If Cops is on I often find myself pulled into the drama. Shut up.
I like music.
I listen to a lot of indie rock stuff. I know most of the lyrics to 80s hair band songs. I admit to having blasted Bon Jovi in my Camaro back in the day. Damn. I'm kinda thinking I should have saved this for the most private thing to admit question...
I like Thai food, and Chinese food. I like NY deli sandwiches.
I don't like cheese, but I love pizza.
6) the emergency break
In that order. Exactly. Wait. I might require a little bit of flexibility with the emergency break at number 6.
Honorable mention goes to intuition.
While I got the floor, I'd just like to add that I could definitely do without irony; it can be so cruel.
Life's twists and turns through the dark wood.
Delighting in random encounters.
Being charmed. Being charming.
And, trying to determine if my level of intoxication is appropriate to the situation.
Obviously, other nights of the week are typically different. For instance, I would never, ever wander on a Tuesday. I strictly avoid random encounters on Wednesdays, and especially on Sundays. I adhere to a "no charm" policy on Mondays. And, on days other than Friday, I am absolutely certain that my intoxication level is appropriate.
I really wish this question came first.