9 Loves <3
This “day” was a little difficult for me. It’s not that I’m an automaton and cannot feel such a complex emotion, like Hew-mah would like you to believe. It’s just that… I don’t know. “Love” is a really strong word, and even though I tend to throw it out there all willy-nilly on occasion (I LOVE THIS ICE CREAM FLAVOUR Y’ALL!), I just wanted it to be meaningful this time around or whatever. Anyway, it was just difficult, alright. >:-O
1. Condiments. I love condiments. I love sauces. Buerre blanc, au jus, aioli, gravy, ranch dressing, relish, tartar sauce, especially KETCHUP. I am a dipper, you see. I love to dip things into whatever I can dip things into. (That’s what he said?) I … whatever, there are just no words to describe how much I
like love condiments.
2. FOOD. Who doesn’t love food? I like to shop for it, make it, eat it. Which is really funny because I used to HATE everything. I would only eat Smartfood White Cheddar popcorn and a slew of other junk foods. My mother would threaten me to eat, and in elementary school, she would get my classmates to watch me eat and boss me around to make me eat (which, I guarantee you, they loved doing). One time my aunt took my mom and I to this fancy buffet place in Hong Kong, and it was about 200 HKD per person (about 26 USD, but I mean, back in the day $26 was kind of a big deal). I ate three popsicles and a helping of corn – not the cob, but the regular canned corn they heated up in giant fancy tubs or whatever. Needless to say, Auntie Amy got suuuper pissed hahaha and was all “dude, I don’t know you; please go outside in the lobby to wait for us.” hahaha.
Then I started to make my own food – I have no idea when this began, but I still could NOT take the smell or taste of garlic and onions. So I would get other people to prepare these for me, or just not include them at all (which was mostly what happened.) Then about a year and a half ago, I thought, “What the hey! let’s just try it and see!” At first I still hated it, but now I’m all “mmmm the smell of fresh garlic getting minced and chopped” By the way, mincing by knife > garlic press, you lazy bleepers!
Oh, I’m sure you noticed my Recipes category, right? It’s a small collection as of right now, but my hope is to make it grow! (That’s what she said!)
3. Books. I love books. I mean, I already told you that I collect them. But I love reading them. To get sucked in by text on a page, to experience the feelings of the characters as they’re living their story… there is nothing really comparable. I remember when I was about 12, sitting in the front of the school bus (lawlz, i was one of those kids.), reading the Iliad and feeling soooo terrible for Achilles and wanting to soothe his pain. (Now I just think he’s a complete crying nincomdolt) So yeah. Stories.. stories in books, reading – yay!
4. Trivia. I like knowing useless facts, and honestly, useless facts are most likely the only thing my brain wants to remember sometimes. Where I put my car keys? Nahhh, but matches have never been patented y’all! I think that’s why I love history/ historiography – it combines the elements of Love #3 and this one.
5. Music. I had a Cantopop phase (Faye Wong, Leon Lai, et al), then a pop phase (omgz Hanson, BSB, *NSync, Brit-Brit!), then a Celine Dion + Selena phase, then a goth/ alternative phase (because omgz I wanted to be cool and dark… most of the stuff I listened to around this time: Manson, Cradle of Filth, KoRn, KiTTie, Limp Bizkit [lawlz], Metallica, Pantera, Led Zeppelin, Judas Priest, et al), then a semi-country phase (Blake Shelton’s “Austin” and LeeAnn Womack’s “I Hope you Dance” are still two of my favourite songs), then a R&B/ hip hop phase (Musiq Soulchild, Luther Vandross, Marques Houston, some old and new LL), then a “I have no idea what’s going on but I like these tunes” phase (Grateful Dead, Dead Boys, BRMC, Interpol, Pigface, Skinny Puppy), then a post-rock phase (EitS, Red Sparowes, Gloria Record, TWDY, GY!BE et al), then a jazz/ blues phase (Miles, Otis, Coltrane, Billie, Ella). Then I just up and quit these phases and listen to everything. I now have a really really strange music collection. And I love singing and “singing” to everything that’s not instrumental – cos then I’d be just bobbing my head and tapping my fingers to the beat.
6. Fashion. I don’t know if this needs any explaining. I like to dress myself in pretty things. I like to dress other people in pretty things (does anyone need a personal shopper? ahaha). If you get clothes from me as a gift, wear it because I’m doing you a justice in making the world a better place by beautifying it. :-x I am judgmental about what people wear, even though I don’t roast them out loud (unless they are my friends… :D i <3 you guys). And honestly, if you needed any further indication, my friends have told me that they have learned to purchase things for themselves based on this question: “is this Sue approved?” hahahaha. Three places I would max out my sugardaddy’s credit card: Brooks Brothers, J.Crew, and Nordstrom/ Niemans/ Saks. Just kidding about the sugardaddy. I dilly dally about in Charlotte Russe and Agaci too cos a girl’s gotta have itty bitty shorts for the beach and stuff, you know?
7. Laughter. It’s the best medicine, dontchaknow! I don’t think I’m a very good joke teller, but I know I have made people laugh. That’s all the satisfaction I need, really. Sarcastic, dark, dirty, awful jokes are some of my favourites to hear. For example, ahem – and this is from a stand-up show I saw late last year.
A: who in here hates dinosaurs?
A: what! why?
B: because they’re so cute and now they’re dead. :( :( :(
A: so you hate Jon Benet too?
8. The little things. I’m the type of person who would notice the changes, and I’m the type of person who actually means it, especially in relation to gift giving. As long as it’s thoughtful, I don’t care that it costs $0. And by thoughtful, I mean that we’ve had enough conversations and whatever that you were able to recall something and know that what you’re giving me is going to be something I like/ enjoy/ would actually use. Some of the favourite things I got were 1) this circuit board with a message in blinking LED lights and 2) Reading the OED. You could write me a haiku on a piece of pink construction paper and it’d go into my box of treasured things.
9. Family and friends (who are basically my family). The parental units sometimes drive me a little craycray, and there is tension on occasion. but man, spending time with people I care about and who care about me is perhaps the most awesome feeling. Folk who give you unconditional support (well for the parents, especially Mom, I think there are limits but I don’t think I care to test them anyway [I mean, I am not itching to try coke anytime soon, soo…]) and will be the first to say something when what you’re doing is a little off (even though you may not want to hear it at first). I’m so grateful to have known/ know such things, and I love them.
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