Put smarties tubes on cats legs make them walk like a robot

Some things I'm addicted to:

Looking different enough that I'm definitely not mainstream, but not in such a way that I look like I'm just not cool or daggy or ugly in any way
Not being fat
Proving I'm pretty cool to random strangers who couldn't care less

Some things I like:

Michael Jackson
Train trips
Listening to my ipod on shuffle
Kitties
Puppies
Duckies
Horsies
Birdies
Animals
The fact that the second movement of Bach's Cantata 140 so seamlessly becomes Wake Up by the String Chesse Incident when they come up one after the other on shuffle
Perfectly clear sunny days
Overcast days with pretty skies
Long periods when the day is barely seen, at least not without being covered in some sort of haze/film
Beautiful places of seeming degredation
The inner city
Parking lots and service stations and empty streets at night
Old townhouses
Miniature things
Awkward moments
The disgusting feeling of needing to brush my teeth but not being able to
Epiphanies; times when everything is so perfect, even though it's not
The very north point of Central's platform 18
The idea of picnics with people in ugly barren wastelands like the plains at the north end of Central, or the sides of railway tracks in general, or abandoned lots...
Toothbrush conversations


Is it taking passion for someone too far when you start to miss them four hours before they're going to leave for their 'job' because it's three o'clock in the morning and you're both tired and know there won't be much awakeness before then? Or maybe it just means I win, compared to a meager missing during a goodbye hug. Or not.