Number One is Little Man, my Maine Coon cat. When he looks at me with that unconditional love and adoration, my heart melts. He loves it when I sing to him, and we have luvy time and playtime everyday.

Writing THE END.

Watching a really good movie that surprises me and makes me think.

That sweet spot. The one right in the middle between depression and mania that makes me feel stablized and almost normal.

Making artwork.

Jeff Dunbar and his puppets. Cracks me up no matter how many times I've seen it. "I keel you, infidel!"

Computer games.

That first cup of coffee and a smoke.

Pink snowballs.

My BFF.