a few months ago, someone on some blog (pdd maybe?) posted a link to 43things.com. i signed myself all up, made a big list out, and forgot about it until a certain badass extraordinaire reminded me about it a few days ago.

revisiting it was a surprise. i added about nineteen things to my list, added a bunch of places i'd like to visit, and subsequently got hooked on its sister site, allconsuming.net.

i spent awhile looking at the home page, browsing through some of the popular things that people want to accomplish. everyone wants to lose weight. everyone wants to clean their houses and improve their writing and go on road trips and read harry potter. a lot of people are concerned with money.

one of the things i was surprised by was the amount of people who want to read more. i thought about the last book i read (outside of required reading), and it was one i'd already read seventy times. and the one before that i'd read multiple times. and the one before that. and i realized over the last four years, i'd read the same three books -- and that's all.

i read on the road every july. it's become a yearly tradition since i was eighteen years old and wanted to embody all things kerouac. i've decided to continue this tradition is because a) i'm a walking cliche, b) i need a yearly reminder of the sheer excitement of life, and c) i learn from dean moriarty every time. i feel a strong love/hate relationship with dean, most likely because i see a lot of myself in him. i feel that it's important for me to read this book regularly to keep myself in check, as stupid as that sounds.

similarly, i've read east of eden by john steinbeck once every 18 months or so, mainly because i really really like the book.

my post-new year's resolution is to read more. (and to learn how to talk to boys without verbally falling on my face.)

this was an uncut stream of consciousness, brought to you by too much caffeine and nicotine, care of working at a bar on a monday night.


oh yeah, i have a raging musical hard-on for the song "just a gigolo" by david lee roth. if anyone would like to bestow this upon me, i'll be forever grateful.


ps: fat tony, i have acquired the materials for our funfetti day. you let me know when and i'll be there.