God.
Dr.Dre
Making new friends.
Hanging out backstage.
Being late to my own shows.
Russian Literature.
Going shopping at walmart way late styles and not even buying anything.
Making the shitty sounds in Reason sound good with the use of EQ and Compression.
Yearly trips to Europe.
Keeping in touch with old friends.
Eating.
My Familia.
The postal service.
Not Drinking and driving.
Not Candy.
Water. (sparkling and non)
Living the good life.
Knowing CPR, and saving peoples lives.
Tuning Vocals. (no seriously, i enjoy this)
Pinkberry or as my gay friends call it dingle berry.
Cacti.
Going to "A-List" celebrity partys, and being on the list.
Linen pants.
Tires blowing up on the freeway whilst going 70mph.
Showing up late to partys.
Not going to jail.
Just general balling.
Being hard.
Rock and Roll.
Joshua Tree the place not the album.
Being good looking and cocky.
Brit Spears.
Oatmeal in the morning.
Rollerskating.
Matts synth collection.
Mum, the band.
Iphone and Blackberry.
Hiphop.
Making badass gangsta beats with clicks and pops.
Too many pillows and blankets.
The habit.
Writing Cheezy as hell love songs for girls to sing, and not finding any girls good enough. Classical Piano music, ie. Johannes Brahms.
The Valley.
Going to Allen Sides house to play the Motown piano.
Akai.
Pretzels.
Timbaland.
Indian Sari's.
Waterfalls in Portland.
My grandma ma not the only girl calling me baby.
JT
Hot pink and black leopard print.
Looking good at all times.
T-Pain.
Animals are cool.
Rock collecting off the 1 whilst driving to san fran from OC.
Radiohead.
Sleeping.
Breathing.
The sun shining.
$3.99 six packs of Miller High Life 24oz.
People.
ProTools.
Pianos.
Sine waves.
My very own redhead.
Dntel.
The smell it makes after it rains.
Enemies.
Rivals.
People who think their invincible.
Organized religion.
The beach.
Other Stuff.
Gangsta Rap.
Oldies.
Orchestras.
Very late nights
Lack of Sleep.
Ganj.
Ayn Rand.
1984.
Fox 11 News.
Hollywood.
Orange County.
Rollercoaster
Queso.
J.D. Sallinger.
The USA.
Floating.
Ice.
The big CA
Diamonds.
Sounds Like
Bing Crosby.....kanye west......Daft Punk.......Weezer........trip hop.........LA 60's string pop.....
Samba......Dr Dre.........Slayer.......Radiohead........Nat King Cole.......Tpain........Barry manilow.....Synth-pop 80's hip hop love songs.
I am an anesthesiologists. I numb peoples feelings with music. I create homes for the homeless and dreams for the dreamless. I program identity's and erase minds. I am not God, but play it sometimes. I also sometimes singlehandedly save American primetime television. If you know me, you know what i mean. I rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease, and like diamonds. I live with four hot guys on the top of the world. Sometimes girls come over. I am a firm believer in being prepared for the worst, so i have a house in Idaho with a bomb shelter chock full o guns, food, and friends. Dont ask me for anything and youll get plenty. Bother me, you get nothing. I love everyone and everything is always happy and perfect. Thank you for wasting your time and reading this. xoxo.
what the fuck is this Paul? it's 2:54am and you're awake on myspace?? get the fuck back to bed, you have shit to do in the morning! You're such a dick, so selfish!
