2003-11-08 | 8:35 p.m.
who loves life more?

All I do is complain. So instead now I will list some things that I love with alarming ferocity.

the rock
blue cheese
dogs
babies
staying in hotels
Old Navy yoga pants
cable TV
my peeps, related and otherwise
heavy blankets
Oscar the truck
cooking
decorating with bright colors
giraffes
chai tea
presents
email that isn't from work or penis-enlargement companies
making a sale on eBay
drugstore shopping
my bed
MP3s
having a bar across the street that usually isn't flooded with idiots
NBC's weekday lineup, from 10AM to 5PM
being outside at sunrise
Alize
Kiki & Herb
non-sad/happy/emotionally moved crying
magazines
memories of Mass with very little singing
riding shotgun
Vanity Fair's Daisy Lace (aka, the greatest ever) bra (now discontinued)
friendly waitstaff
winks
ice cream sodas
finding a great song on the radio
Mr. Show
going to the movies (especially for free)
good fountain Coke
visiting a new city
screaming while watching hockey
drinking bad beer out of a plastic cup sitting in a plastic seat in MSG/Shea Stadium/etc.
cocoa
greeting cards
film directors (Wes Anderson, Sofia Coppola) who like people
grilled cheese sandwiches
accessing the internet on my 4-year-old cell phone
lit up D-land Buddy List
longsleeved thermal undershirts
houseplants/flowers
clearance sales
champagne
naps
dancing
watching other people out celebrating a special occasion
fun socks
my beat up old Fluevog boots (also discontinued)
sticking with something good
boys in two or more shirts
black eyeliner
"American Dreams"
dramatic montages over evocative pop songs
hoop earrings
nachos
ponytails
falling in love with a new book/song/movie
black tights
porches

clean laundry
when people crack themselves up (a la Horatio Sanz)


There's more. I'll think of it all sometime.

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