Thursday, November 27, 2008
Top 5 Entities to Thank
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Top 23 Things I Am Thankful For
23. "Hangin' preps, no regrets"
Haha, check the title of the list, nerds. 2009 is going to be packed with sentences that end in prepositions. The greatest grammatical rule ever is in full effect!
22. Instant replay
Here's the thing--I know people have this whole purist "it slows down the tempo of the game" attitude. Question: Which would you prefer, an honest game or an expedient game? Answer: You know the answer.
21. Internet in the woods
We live in the future! I am 50 miles beyond nowhere right now, the night sky is blacker than black, there are rumors of bears and pumas, and yet here I am, speaking to you!
20. Fireplaces
Though my ridiculous cat seems to think this is an awesome place to play? Memo to my cat: Dude, change your definition of "awesome", you have some serious misconceptions. Also, you have eight toes on your two front paws. Okay, that is awesome.
19. NHL Game Radio (also, when hockey announcers call jerseys "sweaters")
Not awesome--the Minnesota Wild blowing a 2-goal lead? What's the deal, fellas? Were you not aware that I was listening and that your loss severely affected my mood for like, an hour?
18. Edgewater, NJ (also, Warminster, PA)
What's up, 2nd most loyal city in the nation? That's right--PaRMLoT gets a robust 15 visits a day from Edgewater. Hey, everybody else--STEP IT UP. You don't want to end up like Peoria.
17. "(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love, and Understanding" by Elvis Costello
Awesome story. The other day, Caitlin, Erin, and I were watching the Colbert Christmas Special when Stephen and the gang broke out into (this) song. As Colbert, Feist, John Legend, Toby Keith, Willie Nelson, and Mr. Costello himself all joined in on the phrase "Where is the ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-armony," Caitlin looks at me and says, "Whoa, sweet harmony!" UM, CAITTLE, those are the next words in the song and you didn't even know it HOW SWEET (HARMONY) IS THAT. The universe was speaking, I think.
16. The bratburger from Hallo Berlin
On rye, with mustard and red cabbage. TRUST. ME. Order it with a Spaten.
15. The NRW stop at 47th and 7th
Dear The MTA, I use this stop all the time! It is so convenient and clean and great. The red glazed tiles on the walls make it feel warm, even when it is decidedly not. Good prize! Love, Me. PS: Seriously, the MTA. Love me. LOVE ME!
14. Frank O'Hara
If you have never read "Steps" or "Why I Am Not a Painter" or "Ave Maria", just go do it. Now. I'll wait. This list will wait.
13. TV online
Hey, DirecTV. You thought I'd have to wait until January to watch Season Three of Friday Night Lights. YOU THOUGHT WRONG (AS A CORPORATION). Thanks to some enterprising folks (read: criminals) I have been kept fully abreast of the goings-on in Dillon, Texas. Sure can't wait for the playoffs, and by wait, I mean "wait a few weeks", not "wait until effing DirecTV (AKA Die-in-a-Wreck-TV) says it's okay".
12. Heaven Hill bourbon
Cheap. Surprisingly non-lethal. Attractive red and gold label. And somehow holy?
11. The house wine at Columbia Cottage
I don't care if you guys make it in the basement, it is free and it goes with the Happy Family. Yesterday, my fortune cookie said I was going to meet someone who would bring me excitement and success! (I didn't add "in bed" to the end of my fortune, because I sleep on a futon, so that would be lying.)
10. Non-coin-op laundry
Item! It feels so good to not have to pay for clean clothes. In case you are wondering, I did this today. Am I bragging? Not gonna lie... a little. I think I'm better than you because I didn't pay for laundry this time around. (If you happen to own your own washer-dryer--AKA are some sort of Vanderbilt-esque robber-baron or a non-NYC resident--I am not better than you.)
9. Tim Riggins
Sometimes, you just have to ask yourself WWTRD, what would Tim Riggins do? The answer, usually, is take an indefinite absence from the team, drink heavily while helping out a friend in dire need, stare off into the distance wistfully/mournfully while your hair blows in your face... then you mumble, "Texas forever," and go win the big game. He has the best fictional life.
8. For once, babies, because I suppose we all were them once
This baby came over to my apartment the other day, and she was awesome. She didn't cry or try to steal my soul or any of that crap babies normally do. I was actually okay with the idea of babies for once. I'm gonna call that baby up and see if she wants to hang. We could see Slumdog Millionaire or something.
7. The cold
'Cuz if it's cold, sometimes you have to make your own anti-cold (AKA warmth), am I right, ladies? You guys, that was totally intended to be sweet and charming, but it came off as super-creepy. I am sorry.
6. The ability to ice skate
Because then you can go to the skating rink in Central Park and look the raddest.
5. The absurd
Theory: Most things are absurd, in some way. If you are observing something, and it's not absurd, then that fact in and of itself is absurd, because you've managed to escape the absurd for a moment. If the absurd is occuring, and you choose to ignore it and live your life, that's doubly absurd because you're allowing yourself to believe absurdity doesn't exist. If you come into contact with the absurd (which, as we've just established, is super-likely) and you just say, "Yep, that's absurd," that's still pretty absurd if you think about it, because then you're basically saying that absurdity is normality. Oh my gosh, this life is wonderful and heart-breaking.
4. Rob Trump and his wacky ideas
Thanks for following through on this site, man. We rant and babble and talk weird, but once in a while, I think we're geniuses.
3. The fact that we, as a species, got tired of being nomads
I'm in a house right now, not an outcropping of rocks at which I am making camp for the night, and it's a great, good thing. (I suppose apartment-living is still slightly nomadic, but I digress.) I don't wanna get into a whole thing right now, because it's late and cold and I have to cook a bunch tomorrow... I'm just taking a moment here, considering who I live with, both immediately and emotionally, and I have to say, it's pretty heartening.
2. The human instinct towards tradition
Like when Tom calls "Shots!" in my apartment and we all drink whatever awful alcohol is in the freezer, or when Caitlin starts casting the movie we're watching with our friends, or when Frank decides to christen the night we're having ("The Attack on Manhattan", "The Second Wind", etc...), or when Rob says it's a good day to get soup, or when Laksh communicates with me via George Michael videos on YouTube... these are the sorts of constants in my life that make all the other shit and absurdity seem semi-distant.
1. Change
Then again, Change had a pretty good year, too.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Top 6 Strange Emails I Have Either Sent or Received
Okay. Full disclosure. This is going to get weird. I feel like the less preface, the better. I own several Gmail addresses. This is because every once in a while, I like emailing my friends in character. In one of several characters that I/the people I live with like to play every once in a while. Yeah.
Here we go.
6. Gorilla Ted
Gorilla is a gorilla. He just showed up one day. He's learning, gradually. He calls all girls Claire, except for Caitlin, whom he calls Clairtlin. (And Laksh, whom he calls Clairshmi.) He calls all boys Ted. He mostly speaks in phrases he has heard or "read". This is a birthday announcement he sent out:
"Hey Ted/Claire,
It's my Bird Day soon! I'm gonna be years old. (I know, right? I'm getting up there. Algo!) Your can come too! We'll have cereal, we'll have trucks. With special appliance by mom!
What: my Bird Day
Where: house
What to where: my Bird Day to house
What to bring: the score (also snacks, slacks)
When: 9 clocks to "Question, Mark?" on my Bird Day
You could get me a washer-dryer, I've been thinking about getting one of those. You can bring Ted or Claire too, as long as it is a good time for them. Come read to Dan's and jump around, we're going to play Britney real loud. (As long as mom says okay.)
All my bets,
Gorilla
PEAS: You should call my back if your can comes!
PPEEAASS: Or you can write me an emily."
5. SHAMPS
Shamps is not a well man. Shamps is also not truly a man. Shamps is a metal grandfather whose eternal quest is to inflict as much pain as possible. He has a metal mouth. This is a happy birthday he sent to Rob:
"DEAR RENTAL TRUCK I MEAN ROBERT TRUMP,
ALL SIGNS POINT TO THAT IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY WHICH COINCIDENTALLY HAPPENS TO FALL ON MY PAIN DAY. (EVERYDAY IS PAIN DAY.) OH WELL YOU ARE ONE YEAR CLOSER TO SWEET GRISLY DEATH, MOST LIKELY AT MY HANDS. OR MY METAL MOUTH. PLEASE TO FIND A BIRTHDAY/PAIN DAY PRESENT THAT I LEFT ON YOUR FRONT DOOR STEP--IF IT IS STILL ALIVE JUST KICK IT AND IT WON'T BE. ALSO I WOULD HAVE SENT YOU A SKIN GREETING CARD BUT I GOT HUNGRY. THIS REMINDS ME OF A SAYING. YOU'RE ONLY AS OLD AS YOU FEEL PAIN. IT LOSES SOMETHING IN TRANSLATION, I THINK.
AGH AGH AGH THE DEMON IN MY METAL BRAIN IS TELLING ME TO FEED AGH AGH AGH WHEN WILL IT NOT BE TUESDAY AGH AGH AGH TELL THE PRESIDENT OF THAILAND THAT HIS DEATH IS ON THE PHONE AGH AGH AGH YOU GET THE IDEA.
IN CLOSING HERE IS A RIDDLE. WHAT WALKS ON FOUR LEGS SOMETIMES AND ALSO TWO LEGS AND THREE LEGS AT OTHER TIMES. ANSWER NOT YOUR PET CAT AFTER I AM DONE EATING ITS LEGS.
0001101011010101SHAAAAAAAAAAAMPS010101000100100"
4. The Tiny People Under Your Feet
This is actually pretty funny. Slash horrible. Once, our friend was on acid and Rob and I decided to prank him by creating an email called thetinypeopleunderyourfeet@gmail.com and sending him something. Sorry Alex!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
-The Tiny People Under Your Feet"
Then, later... this email to Tom:
"TOM! STOP CHECKING OVERHEARD IN NEW YORK AND STOP STEPPING ON US! WE ARE MAKING OUR OWN COMPETING SITE CALLED "OVERHEAD IN NEW YORK" AND IT IS JUST A PICTURE OF YOU!
TRAMPLED UNDERFOOT,
The Tiny People Under Your Feet
PS: TRAMPLED UNDERFOOT IS A SONG BY LED ZEPPELIN, GET IT?!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH, THE PAIN!"
3. Mister Moo
Mister Moo is the husband of Mrs. Moo, someone Caitlin invented. Mister is hypercritical and is always fighting with his wife. He loves America, and every time he and his wife disagree, they have a new child to end the argument. This is a birthday email to Tom:
"Hello Thomas the Red,
Even though you are a dirty not-good red-man, I want to wish you a birthday day, today. Thanks for being everything I strive to vanquish; it's people like you that make this country. Great. Why don't you come over sometimes and have a barbeque for democracy? Don't touch the missus, though. That's what I do. Did you know that? I fill her up with America's baby-children, so in case you reds ever try to take away our liberty and the national game, we'll beat you so hard, you'll be beaten. In conclusion, I think I make a great hall monitor because no one has ever tripped over the invisible hand of the stars and stripes forever.
Thanks for voting for me in the primary,
Mr. Moo
PS: I am serious about your birthday and it being a happy one."
2. Gerald B. Gerald
This is just absurd. Gerald B. Gerald is a low-level office holder who speaks similarly to Jesse Jackson and is constantly in disbelief. I think Rob invented this one. This is another birthday email to Tom.
"Dear, mister, tomrodkeen.
It appear, that, today id the day, on which, in fact, you were, once born. What a joyous, thing, to have happen. I only witch, i could have been, at the side, of your poor moth, her. Her eyes, streak, wit tears. Her hands, shaken, wit joy. Her belly, all empty, of babe boy. You. You were, that babe boy. As I say, what a joyous. Thing, is life. I could not, believe, that it could happen, so fat. The children, they grow, up so fat.
I also, could not believe, that you dint come, to my, funraise, her. Why, you were not, there? Don't, you believe, we can, do this, togehter? Togehter, we can make lives, a differents. Thas, my sloganto. Mottogan. I could not remember.
Oh no, the phone. It is rignging. Call back, when you are, a willing, to get serious. Like, I said. ENjoy, the day of, your birth. Peace, out, and may all, beings be, free.
-Gerald B. Gerald, low-level office holder"
1. Ron Shortsweather
This one is too good, because I did NOT create this one. I just started getting emails from him one day, and he won't go away. As far as I can tell, Ron Shortsweather is a businessman who wants to sell you exciting opportunities. He's married to Phyllis. When she gets drunk, she makes fun of him for never finishing college (or possibly attending DeVry). It's a tawdry relationship. Anyway, this is the first one I got from him.
"Dear Preferred Customer,
Have you ever wanted to be better at what you do or who you are? Have you ever said to yourself, "What is it that Johnny Hotshot has that I don't got?" Have you ever felt passed up by the times and left in the blinding dust cloud of your own pathetic mediocrity!?
Shut up!
I'm Ron Shortsweather and I've got just the product for you. I want to offer you amazing opportunity in the world of PERSONAL FINANCE/lunchtime. The best thing is you can do it without leaving your town!!!!!! First, a test. Of your intellect!!!?!!!! Where do you see your self in 10 years?
Here?: {{brokenlink: prettybeach.jpg}}
OR HERE?!: {{brokenlink: beachonfire.jpg}}
It's a question only an idiot would answer!!!! YOU'RE NOT AN IDIOT ARE YOU? GOOD! LET'S CONTINUE!!!!!
By apply my techniques and purchasing our collectible flatware, you'll be able to:
1)OWN OUR COLLECTIBLE FLATWARE
2) MAXIMIZE FOLDING POTENTIAL
#) GAIN/LOSE WEIGHTS
4) CONTROL MORE SPHERES!!!!!!
5) PUT A DOWN PAYMENT ON YOUR FUTURE
6)BREAK INTO THE MINOR LEAGUES WITH A SHOT AT GETTING CALLED UP TO THE SHOW
8)EAT FOR FREE AT ALL PARTICIPATING HARDEES
9) SAY SO LONG TO YOUR WIFE(S) AND KID(S) AND HELLO TO PROSPERITY(S)!!!!!!!!
When an offer like this comes along, you don't just stare there! FACT!
But you're probably asking yourself, RON! What is "PERSONAL EXPECTATION ACHIEVEMENT"? Well. That's funny because I didn't even say that magical phrase to you yet!
THAT MEANS IT'S ALREADY WORKING!!!!
Here's our secret (0.9% APR, 3-year lease, no money down, member FDIC):
I'll make use of an analogy:
Professionalism
Excellence
RADICAL!!!
Suits
OMITTED
No how
Apptitude/Atttitude
LOVE (all you need?)
Erasmus,
Xerxes,
Pope Antioch...
Each of them
Could read, but could
They
Also
Teach?
Impossible to say,
Obviously...
NOT!!!!
Aardvark
Caardvark
Haarvard
Iardvark
Eardvark
Vark
Earmark
Marduk
Early Aardvark
Nardvark (nards!?)
Turdvark
Ronald J. Shortsweather,
President and CEO of EXCITING-OPPORTUNITY-DOT-COM"
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Top 13 Reasons Thanksgiving Is So Late This Year
The 27th? THE TWENTY-SEVENTH!?!!?! That's boosh. There must be soooooome sort of explanation? OR THIRTEEN, EVEN. (That last sentence was meant to be read like Snagglepuss. Even.)
13. Stuffing crop coming in a tad lean this year.
Also, the can-shaped cranberry sauce fields were hit pretty hard by a coldsnap.
12. Miss Tompkins' 2nd graders haven’t finished their hand-turkeys yet.
Pilgrim hats and Native American head-dresses are right on schedule, though.
11. November is still hungover from Barack Obama won the election YAAAAAAY!!!
Yes, we mrghphhh...
10. The over-commercialization of Thanksgiving.
Duane Reade spent a lot of money on its T-Day campaign and they are not quitting it until every last one of those plush turkeys and pilgrim-themed crazy straws is sold.
9. Need to tease the excitement of a Lions-Titans game a little more.
0-11 vs. 10-1! What a shit-tastic matchup! Kerry Collins might break the record for Yards Passed per Quarts of Alcohol Consumed! (Over his career, not one single game... Fran Tarkenton set that record after he learned that the Giants were trading him back to the Vikings.)
8. There’s a Termors marathon on.
You guys, I would watch Tremors any time ever.
7. Closeted fifteen year-old Guy Buckley totally meant to work up the nerve to come out this weekend, but saw Twilight instead.
We're all rooting for you, Guy! Also, we're all angry at you for upping Twilight's box-office draw, but don't let that stop you from being you.
6. It’s not. You just got punk’d by the calendar company.
In other news, wouldn't Julian Calendar be a sweet character name? Specifically for a supervillain. If anyone wants to start a comic book with me right now, give me a call. My phone number is 1-800-LISTBLOG. (The "G" is silent on your keypad.)
5. Baz Luhrman’s Australia, opening November 26th, 2008.
Also, Four Christmases, though.
4. Times Square.
Okay, this is a non-sequitur, but I have been pissed about Times Square lately, and earlier today, I was working on something, and I wrote this...
"The moth-to-the-flame allure of Times Square was frustrating, but it made sense. As fanny-packs and matching t-shirts bulged their way out of the 42nd Street subway stop, he was struck with yet another one of those this-thing-is-just-like-Life realizations. People come to Times Square because it's large, inscrutable, and promising. It's like anything people look forward to, any vessel of drastic change. It promises to improve and embellish upon anything you've previously experienced, to brush away everything that was mundane and simple, but when you finally get there... you stand around for a while, take a few pictures, and head over to the Applebee's. And the whole time, you're getting in the way of the folks who know better than to give themselves over to anticipation."
Okay, that was kinda sad and this item is a little bit of an overshare.
3. Stephen Colbert’s Christmas Special happened, people were like, “Fuck it.”
Remember when I was like, "Dudes, it is going to be great." CALLED IT.
2. Because I demand to play my annual Thanksgiving football game in the snow.
And snow means we can play tackle! Also, regardless of snow, the Vikings won today and everyone who knows anything was mad thankful.
1. Native American guilt.
Dudes. This is kind of effed, right? Like, I get it... family, football, turkey, cranberries, thanks, giving--all that. But, um, not to push my shit on you or anything, but let's not forget, ya know, the 60 guilders than Manhattan Island got sold for, and the Trail of Tears, smallpox blankets, and the Tomahawk Chop (PS: Fuck the Atlanta Braves)... There are totally non-messed up ways to celebrate this holiday, but that doesn't mean it isn't a messed up holiday.
Top 4 Reasons to See The Calgary Whalers Present: the Deck on Monday, November 24 (today!)
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Top 9 Disputed Ballots in the Minnesota Senate Election
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Top 9 Things I Think About Legends of the Hidden Temple
9. I would be willing to bet that kids routinely died in that moat at the beginning.
I mean, you never heard from them after that! Uh-oh, the Green Monkeys fell off their makeshift raft and into the smoky waters below, too bad they won't ever make it out alive! What's that? They won't be going home empty-handed? Oh, right... because they don't have hands anymore, because there are alligators in the moat.
8. They ran out of things to hide in the temple after Season One.
It's all painstakingly documented on this Wikipedia page. Seriously... check out a few of these gems: The Bent Shaving Pan of Jedediah Smith? The Golden Spider Web of Robert the Bruce? The Pearl Necklace of Gwalior? These all reek of FAKE.
7. The Temple Games were ludicrously repetitive.
They used the same set-pieces from episode and if you watch, say, five or six in a row--as you USED to be able to do on Nick GAS--it shows. There are like, five games, tops... the crawl through the tunnel game, the climb up the net game, the slide down the wet thing game, the put things in a bucket even though you are tied to something with elastic game, and the make awkward banter with Kirk Fogg game. No one ever one that last game.
6. You just know some dude uses “I won Legends of the Hidden Temple” as a pick-up line.
And the saddest part is, he's probably not lying. He probably was a Purple Parrot, he probably did make it through the Temple, and I bet he did it without getting caught by a Temple Guard, so his partner never got to go in, too! Not something to brag about, dude! Be a team player... jeez.
5. Basically just an exoticized Finders Keepers.
Right? Right? You guys remember that one, right? Someone please tell me I did not hallucinate an entire gameshow.
4. The Temple guards were all convicted felons.
Do you remember when they would jump out and grab kids in the Temple Run? That was full on assault-and-battery! Those kids were traumatized for life--regardless of whether they had an extra pendant of life!
3. Space Camp is NOT worth going through the terror of the Temple for.
Step 1: Buy freeze dried ice cream at the Science Museum. Step 2: Hang upside down in your closet. You have just gone to Space Camp. You never had to put your life at risk, either.
2. Kirk Fogg clearly a prisoner.
And Olmec is the one holding him prisoner. At night, Kirk is forced to brush Olmec's giant stone teeth. They sleep in the same room, except Olmec doesn't sleep, he just berates Kirk for being small and weak. Then, temple guards whip Kirk until the sun rises. Then, they start filming the show.
1. Before they came up with the Temple, before they came up with a giant talking stone head, before they came up with any of it, they clearly came up with… The Shrine of the Silver Monkey!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Top 10 Jörmungandr Jokes
Monday, November 17, 2008
Top 31 Deleted Chapters from Nietzsche's "Ecce Homo"
Anyway, that got me thinkin'...
31. Why I Am Basically the Coolest
30. Why I Rock Harder Than You Can Even Dream
29. Why I Can Type Faster Than You
28. Why I Have Superpowers
27. Why I Have Razor-Sharp Claws
26. Why I Have a Four-Octave Vocal Range
25. Why I Jump Higher and Farther Than Most People
24. Why My Heart Is Made of Metal and My Brain Is Made of Heart
23. Why Batman Is Actually a Documentary About My Life
22. Why I Am In Your Base, Killing Your Dudes
21. Why I Am Totally Free to Just Take All Your Money
20. Why I Came Up With the Idea for Legends of the Hidden Temple--(Happy Birthday, Kirk Fogg!)
19. Why I Can Go All Night Long
18. Why I Can Shoot Bullets Out of My Hands
17. Why If You Prick Me, I Actually Don't Bleed
16. Why I Can Play Like, Seven Different Instruments
15. Why I Am Quite Good Friends With Several Television Stars
14. Why My Other Car Is Your Car
13. Why I Have Yet To Be Prosecuted For Stealing Your Car
12. Why I Am the All-Time "All-Time Quarterback"
11. Why I Can See the Future and Change the Past
10. Why I Can Talk to Animals
9. Why I Can Listen to Plants
8. Why I Am Such a Baller
7. Why I Declined a Lucrative Contract from So So Def Records (and thus did not appear in the Philosopherz Rap)
6. Why I Invented the Phrase "Hanging Out"
5. Why I Am Frequently Mistaken for a God
4. Why I Am Not Exactly God, but Am Still Totally Just as Good as He Is
3. Why God and I Are BFFs
2. Why God Gave Me an Enormous Penis
1. Why God Sometimes Calls Me For No Reason, Just to Talk
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Top 31 Things that Peter and I Go Together Like
Top 23 Ways I Wanted to Fall Asleep Earlier Today
Okay, so this is kind of hard to explain, but earlier today, I promised I'd do this (to no one in particular) and here I am, following through. I went to a pre-Thanksgiving dinner thing today and after a couple of courses and a couple of drinks (and many, many 90s classic singalongs--anyone remember Fastball?), all I wanted to was sleep. So I started mumbling about how I wanted to pass out under various, semi-therapeutic circumstances. Maybe you had to be there, and maybe I didn't have to write this list, but it was fun for me. And sometimes, you just have to put yourself first.
23. I just wanna drink a bottle of Nyquil and pass out while watching Heat.
22. I just wanna wrap myself in a fur coat and nap forever.
21. I just wanna crawl facefirst into a sleeping bag.
20. I just wanna crawl facefirst into a book bag.
19. I just wanna crawl facefirst into any kind of bag.
18. I just wanna take a shower while sleeping.
17. I just wanna take like, twelve Tylenol PMs and pass out in a closet.
16. I just wanna dip my face in warm milk and blow bubbles.
15. I just wanna dip my face in warm bubbles and blow milk.
14. I just wanna get all set up to watch some porn and fall asleep with my face on the keyboard.
13. I just wanna go all fetal position on the floor and dream about playing catch.
12. I just wanna get my belly rubbed by a big fat woman, while a little skinny woman scratches my head.
11. I just wanna fall asleep to Varsity Blues.
10. I just wanna fall asleep to the Friday Night Lights movie.
9. I just wanna fall asleep to the Friday Night Lights pilot.
8. I just wanna fall asleep to someone reading me the first chapter of the Friday Night Lights book.
7. I just wanna watch the end of V For Vendetta over and over again.
6. I just wanna put my face inside my pillow and half-sing showtunes.
5. I just wanna wrap my face in a hot towel and hum.
4. I just wanna have someone walk on my back while I stare off into the middle distance.
3. I just wanna collapse onto a floor made of pillows and listen to Nick Drake.
2. I just wanna be covered in cats.
1. I just wanna lie down and be kissed and not have to kiss back.