i am a nocturnal insomniac.
sometimes, i stay at home and have solo movie marathons.
i prefer melodramatic melodies.
i’m a total imdb junkie.
i may have a slight case of ocd
i will have a total freak out in the event of losing my planner.
i frequently find it amusing to run out of gas.
i have an extreme ifc addiction, complete with withdrawals in its absence.
i make random burned cd’s that in no way have any solid flow to them.
a lot of things excite me such as sushi, nylon and cheesecake.
i’m in love with a place called miguel’s, conveniently located next to the seven seas: exotic dance club.
i have a thing for chan marshall, my hamsters named after her.
i religiously tune into conan o’brien, futurama, and sex& the city, the complete late-night show package.
sometimes i’m such a bitch; they should invent a new world for bitch.
xx1 is like a candy store.
i plan on marrying bill gates; for love not money.
i want to be quentin tarantino’s muse.
i plan on capturing a mandarin baby with a net from a foreign country.
i’m going to africa.
scarves are fun.
it’s extremely hard to listen to me tell a story because i get side-tracked and you will get angry.
darth vader turns makes me smile.
i have intense fear of the detectors in stores going off.
i am tangerine.