Indulging my own and others' weirditude.
Convincing people of how non-judgmental I am and getting them to reveal all their secrets to me (but, worry not, I never do anything dastardly with said secrets).
Get to Work by Linda Hirshman
Guns, Germs and Steel by Jared Diamond
A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
City of Glass by Paul Auster
Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates
Blood Music by Greg Bear
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
The Stuff of Thought by Pinker
Fat Girl: A True Story by Judith Moore
Currently re-reading A Song and Ice and Fire series by George R.R. Martin. Amazing fantasy novels, especially for those (like me) who don't consider themselves to be fantasy buffs. Also reading Dreamsongs Vol. II to tide me over until George R.R. releases the next book in the series, if it ever happens -- and from the looks of him it looks like he'll be finished before the series is, amirite, people?
I tend to judge the quality of a movie by how well it was able to manipulate my emotions the first time I saw it.
Movies that made me cry:
Boys Don't Cry
Though a movie doesn't have to make me cry to be awesome.
Movies I like that have yet to make me cry:
Naked (dir. Mike Leigh)
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
Short stories that I am enamored of:
"The Circular Ruins" by JLB
"The Garden of Forking Paths" by JLB
"Everyday Use" by Alice Walker
"Araby" by James Joyce
And I am required to pray to the South five times a day because I worship Flannery O'Connor.
Favorite television shows:
The Wire and Freaks and Geeks.
This list of songs gives a good feel for what kind of music I like:
"Lady Shave" by Fad Gadget
"The Calling" by Death in June
"The Somnambulist" by XTC
"Date With The Rain (Disco Remix)" - Eddie Kendricks
"Saints" - Breeders
"Frankie Teardrop" - Suicide
"Four Women" - Nina Simone
"Mesh" - New Order
"Isolation" - Joy Division
"Playgirl" - Ladytron
"Anthrax" - Gang of Four
"What Difference Does It Make" - Smiths
"Are Friends Electric?" - Gary Numan
"Beat My Guest" - Adam and the Ants
"Feels Blind" - Bikini Kill
And if you can turn me on to any music in the same vein that was made after 1992, please do. I have a somewhat unfortunate list for a 24 year old.
(corollary: Pandora, Lifehacker)
2) the music/art/movies/literature that remind me that I have emotions.
3) dwelling upon the future. how I'll turn out. how my spawn will turn out.
4) freakishly observant aspie friends.
5) mommy (maybe this has something to do with the fact that I'm updating my profile on Mommies' Day, but I'm pretty sure she falls somewhere on the list)
6) the occasional frozen chicken tikka masala dinner from Trader Joe's.
How to take emotionally evocative photos.
Screenplay ideas, and then tweaking them in my head to the point where I am able to commit them to paper without cringing.
How to live as minimalist a lifestyle as possible.
How to be more productive.
This section is turning into a giant plug for ZenHabits.
"the morning after"
the morning after
scrubbing your mobile tip
shower 93% of the day
to get you clean as the Hudson
a cancer - with a prescription
without a pill
it finds a home in your center
in your fave personals
near you. in you.
and you are still heading to the stocks
kate is the drug, more more more
cat is shopping for a tiger at a discount deal
kate customizes, changes, reviews almost anything
you're a movie - IM the real deal
explore the wallpaper map, and its cell-o-phone features
quest to find an outlet now
today (the new last minute).
love opens an army--an august storm of men
it searches the great woods
picking up hints in the city
the 25 aero ringtones of the storm travel wirelessly
the popular turn-ons lure them
the best rank is the drunkest on love
what's the local forecast? cloudy
and the storm fights the day to the max
casualty is a job without favor
no pictures in the directory reports from washington
no listings of your best quotes
still, you are a great mail
touring smiths bassist, welcome home to you and your 27 singles and your hair
retailers used you,
heading PGA tours at their estates.
and you ok'd
you are a mail on auto
Okay, I cheated. Words I cheated on, and why I felt entitled to cheat on them:
It's a common word, for Marduk's sake. Plus, men are usually the people who fight in wars.
I felt okay with using "tiger" because AOL's welcome screen referenced Tiger Woods, but only by his last name. And who could resist the cat/tiger juxtaposition?
Can't I be granted a tiny little their?
More specifically, here's what I desire in a gentleman caller:
All of the people I've clicked with in the past have been fairly talky, super sensitive, and fairly opinionated. For me, good conversation is key - not necessarily conversation that is life-changing and enlightening, or one that breaks new intellectual ground (though those are great too), but the type of conversation that has the a rhythm and flow that is almost musical...ones in which both parties are sometimes bursting with anecdotes to share and sometimes pausing to appreciate a non-verbal moment of connection. Bonus points if you get a kick out of pun-filled wordplay.
Height doesn't matter too much me, but not having a protruding gut does. I have a thing for dark haired folk who have either sparkling, bright, wholesome-looking faces or have evil, dark faces filled with menace (both appeal to me equally).
It'd be awesome if you laughed a lot and liked to talk about your feelings.