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Interests: Alfons Mucha, Archibald Leach, big words, Bob Hicok, Brian Eno, Cat Power, Charles Bukowski, Charlotte Masaryk, cheese, clarity, dark chocolate, David Byrne, David Foster Wallace, Dorothy Parker, Douglas Adams, Edna St. Vincent Millay, E.E. Cummings, Frank O’Hara, Fred Rogers, garlic, Gaudi, Gertrude Stein, ginger, Gustav Klimt, Iva Pekarkova, Jane Austen, Jaromir Nohavica, Jeanette Winterson, Josef Skvorecky, Joseph Campbell, Joss Whedon, Just a Minute, Kate Bush, Kurt Vonnegut, laughing until it hurts, Laurie Anderson, Leonard Cohen, little kids singing, Lloyd Alexander, mandarin oranges, making lists, Margaret Atwood, Miss Manners, New Yorker, Paul Simon, performance, P.G. Wodehouse, poetry, Rebecca Solnit, Rob Brezsny, Robert Anton Wilson, Robert Creeley, salt, Salvador Dali, secrets, silence, Star Trek, Stephen Dunn, Talking Heads, Terry Gilliam, things that stain, This American Life, Tom Waits, T.S. Eliot, vegetable juice, veiled cultural references, vinegar, water, wine, W.H. Auden

serenity, sort of

Things that have not changed:

I get annoyed by calling pets children and friends family.
I crack my knuckles.
I am an emotional porcupine.
I am a sucker for re-tellings of stories from alternate points of view.
Lyrics are more important to me than music.
I view cooking with more than two pots as vaguely pretentious.
 
Things that have changed:
 
I don't wince when I hear hopefully used as a disjunct.
I don't bite my nails.
I trust my instincts.
I will stop reading a book, no regrets, if I am not enjoying it.
I sometimes don't listen to music for a whole day or two.
I can't stand red wine or beer any more; I make good salads.
 
Things that I am trying to change:
 
Recognizing that other people don't care about the same things I do.
Finding the line between acceptance and laziness and then walking it.
Explaining how I feel to people that matter to me and not wasting time on people who don't.
Remembering the pleasures to be found in my "to read" pile.
Listening to music the way I did before, raptly, and also making it.
No, whatever, I'm a great cook, why don't you have a turn. 
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