i'm a law student.
if i had a life's statement or motto if would be somethin' along the lines of: be as happy as you can.
i love keeping aquariums, and dream about a 100 gallon tank full of madagascar lace leaf and angelfish.
currently, i make do with a window-side herb garden, a 15 g. tank. and one abyssinian who lives as a secret stow-away, since my apartment doesn't wouldn't allow her unless i pay some crazy fees.
in an ideal world i'd also have a cheetah and a vineyard.
in a certain light i'm working towards these goals.
cobblers, charming, making friends with cats and other animals (i have the deer in westlake, the suburb of austin where my parents live, trained to come when i call. and the squirrels on the Uof C campus would eat out of my hand-but that one, i'd say, is mostly due to the work of generations of students as opposed to my own tenacity), painting
and that i *need* to at least try to make friends with every cat i see.
movies: i'm pretty easy to please when it comes to movies. it's fun when things blow up, and i really like campy horror especially zombie flicks.
shows: i like tv a lot. supernatural, firefly, sherlock, GOT, bad reality tv, the news, several others
i'm a big fan of food. my favorites include: seviche, peach cobbler, oysters any way, whole animals smoked for hours in a bar-b-q so big it requires a trailer hitch to move (i try to buy locally, but of course it's difficult sometimes. it's surprisingly difficult to find a whole goat; we had to order one from new zealand). i like to try new foods and have eaten some odd ones: dog, snake, chunks of congealed blood, hundred-year-old egg. oh, and, thanks to china, *every* part of a pig and chicken--head, feet, internal organs, hunks of pure fat. which i'd be fine with, but did it have to be for breakfast? chickens' feet for breakfast is really hard.
my favorite mixed drink is probably a margarita on the rocks. it's a simple drink, which consists of two parts tequila (i'm fond of hornetos) one part triple sec, cointreau, or other orange-flavored liqueur, and juice of half a lime. i am really concerned that there is a product called "margarita mix." because, there is no such thing as "margarita mix." nothing should touch a margarita besides those three ingredients- plus salt, if you want. really, that product should. not. exist. it's an oxymoron if i've ever seen one.
i generally don't order them in bars outside of austin. there's all kinds of god-awful stuff too many bartenders add to their "margaritas."
i also really like:
--and especially the time in the evening when the crickets have started chirping, and the cicadas haven't yet stopped buzzing. you can drink a glass of wine and watch the wind blows through the trees in a wave. maybe throw a grackle into the mix, or a couple humming birds defending their feeder (they're violent little dudes) and it's heaven.
toobing the guadalupe river.
pedicures and massages.
summer concerts at millenium park.
that beer in china is cheaper than water. and that you can drink it anywhere: on the street, in taxis, on buses, in most restaurants and bars even thought you didn't buy it there. ...good luck finding a lime wedge to stick in it, though.
that my friend and i both painted our apartments a color called "salty tears" without knowing the other had chosen it. and then both remarked about how it's such a pretty uplifting blue, and couldn't fathom why it's called salty tears.
wine, preferably red, preferably good.
having time to clean my apartment
the way the sun, when you look really closely, breaks into tiny rainbows in a cat's fur
yeah, plain and simple, law school takes a lot of time.
or, something else.
but, actually, mostly the first, 'cause, if it ain't broke, don't fix it.
i am really bad at spelling. so much so that i avoid im conversations because i know i'm going to embarrass myself with the number of errors i'll make.
i drink too much sometimes.
i like cats. a lot.
my favorite joke is: what kind of bear dissolves in water?
--a polar bear!
... then when (most) people don't get it, i explain it's funny because water looks like micky mouse.
also, why did the cat slide off the couch?
--he didn't have enough mu.
sometimes, late at night, i watch televangelists. i don't know why, but i find them hypnotizing.
msnbc reminds me of my childhood.
i get distracted by shinny things. *edit* i get distracted by Lots of things.
as a child i played with rocks as often as i played with stuffed and model cats. i almost never played with dolls. rather than taking me to a toy store, i demanded my mother take me to new age shops, where she could buy me hand fulls of semi-precious stones. i had a village of rose quartz, snowflake obsidian, hematite, tiger's eye, amethyst, geodes, amber, etc. they all had names and characters.
although, apparently i'm complicated: http://www.okcupid.com/flowchart-to-my-heart?g=HVr4Q67lX1o