Love, above all things I believe in love. Aubrey. Boys. Computers. Learning binary. Books. Voltaire. Shoujo Manga. HTML. Star Wars. Exotic things. Random things. Words. Sour Patch Kids. Progresso soup. Peace on Earth. My cats. Scooby Doo. MMORPGs. Wizards. Ghostbusters. Carnivals. Zoltar machines. Dragons. Exotic 'mythical' creatures. Magic. Premonitions. Dreams. Pornography. Candles. Inscense. Thrift Shops. Pawn shops. Geeky lingo. Halloween. Boxes of good memories. Animals. Socialvibe. Compassionate people. Literate people. Songs I can relate too. Lemon cars. Concerts. Mosh pits. Cloudy days. Pepsi. Captain Morgans. Camping Trips next to a cold lake in the cold part of Spring. Vans [shoes]. Hermosa [jeans]. School shopping at concerts. Pins that you can stick to your purse. Walking fifteen miles in the middle of the night down dark back roads to get to Brock's house. Gay day at Lagoon. Obscenities. Arguing with narrow minded people. Art [musicals, plays, paintings, drawings, etc]. My phone [when it wants to work]. Small children who don't scream. Night walks to Musgrove bowling. Salad. Sugar Gliders. Bride Magazine. Hayao Miyuzaki. XP [Vista: fail]. Pc [Mac: fail]. Sweet talkers. John Lennon. The hippie movement during the Vietnam war. Learning about the Holocaust. Having intelligent conversations with idiots who pretend to know what you're talking about. Alchemy. People who offer good ideas on how to blow up the sun. Bings. Tyler Durden. Angels. The idea of a peaceful God [HA]. Documentaries. Flutes. Intelligent humor. You.