Occupation(s): Once again, I work at a coffee shop. But this one has benefits!
Hobbies: Pretending I am truley someone special and that any stranger on the street can see my almost blinding originality.
Interests: All of a sudden painting has become the main focus in my life.
Music: "God Only Knows" by the Beach Boys is my all time favorite song.
Films (Non-Medicine): I REALLY REALLY REALLY like teen movies. Any kind, even if they are terribly heart warming. I love them all.
I draw the line at the Olsen Twin movies. They just aren't subversive enough.
Books: Lately art criticism books have found their way into my purse.
Artists: Because I am fresh out of art school the list is endless. Once I become jaded they might start to fit in this tiny space.
Heroes: This day in age, does anyone really have any heroes?
Enemies: I have a very active dislike of guys who hoot at you when you walk down the street.
What do they honestly think can be gained from that behavior?
Dreams: I have a dream to kiss Henry Rollins. Its something I've always wanted since 7th grade. If I stay the course the chances are greater. Solidarity!
steph makes me watch bad teen movies where the kids say "starbucks" instead of "coffee shop," but then she makes me pad thai. so i guess we're soulmates 'n stuff, but like, IT'S SO MUCH DEEPER THAN THAT. WE'RE SO MUCH DEEPER. DEEP LIKE A BLACK HOLE IN THE UNIVERSE. sorry, i'm getting goth again.
S-Club got that eye patch when I called a "cruiser bruiser" (much like punch buggy) and proceeded to snatch out her eye like Pei-Mei from Kill Bill 2. It was badass.
![I cannot move mountains, but I can attempt with film. [Part 1]](http://www.medicinefilms.com/users/tiny_dancer/newthmb_2.JPG)
