As Heath Ledger's Joker says in The Dark Knight: I'm a man of simple tastes.
It doesn't take a lot to make me happy, to please me. My favorite things are, for the most part, miniscule and, to most, unimportant, but these little things bring me unimaginable joy and make life worth living. Of course, I do enjoy big things - new cell phones and iPods, vacations, etc., but I find those things meaningless in the grand scheme of life; in the bigger picture. I have compiled today a sampling of the things that are meaningful to me - the things that make me incomprehensibly giddy - the things that make me love this crazy thing I call my life. (This is, by no means, an all-inclusive list.)
Joni Mitchell's soprano and the baritone of Rufus Wainwright, the strings in "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon, good acting, being scared shitless in a movie, a well-sung Sondheim tune, when Michael John surprises me, William Finn and Fred Ebb's sense of humor and ability to break my heart, seeing Hunter smile and listening to him talk about Dreamchild, hearing Heather say something mean or seeing her laugh, how my mom calls me Lanny, Sherie's "And totally miiiiine" riff in "I Can Do Better Than That," inside jokes with my sister about our family and watching trashy MTV with her, opening a new CD, finishing a really amazing book and closing the cover, going to Sam French and being so conflicted about what to buy, laughing out loud at something funny when no one else is around, remembering when Kelly was our best friend and how excited a new cast recording would make her, writing anything at all - no matter how small or stupid it is
The world is good, she said.
Enjoy its shit, she said.
'Cause this is it, she said...
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I feel very lucky that me saying something mean is on the same list as "totally miiiiine."
I love you.
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