INTJ. Scorpio. Dragon. Old models can still produce useful results, even if we know something just has to be wrong with it.
Managing psychotic, narcissistic assholes and people with borderline personality disorder. (There are no disorders. This shit is all very fucking regular).
Making rice on the stove.
Learning foreign languages.
Doing what I said I would do.
Maybe: "Does he have any idea of what he's wearing?"
Music: All of the Russian Composers, Patsy Cline, Be Your Own Pet, Nancy Sinatra, Heart, Yma Sumac, Basil Poledouris, Classic Rock, Funk, Soul, Hip-hop, Grunge, Thrash, Classic Country . . . anything that isn't bullshit. You know how you can look into a man's eyes and you're sure as to whether or not he's full of shit? I have that same ability with music.
Food: it's easier to show what I don't like:
I don't like sugar, sweet flavors, or flavored anything.
Too much salt.
Garlic, onions, olive oil, pepper and sea salt are my favorite instruments.
The power to move inanimate objects with my mind.
The power to have a strong effect on the weak-minded.
The ability to count.