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I really, really, really want lots of cats when I grow up. I have three right now. They are my life. End of story. Except this blog has to be 500 words long, so not end of story. Hmm, other things I like....umm, singing. RH Singers and Spectrum Singers have taken over the miniscule part of my life that is not consumed by cats. In terms of music itself, I love that sort of offbeat, indie stuff, although it's becoming quite cliche to listen to music like that. I will stick to the fact that I found the Noisettes and Vampire Weekend first, I was the one who rattled about unorthodox bands like that to my friends, who somehow informed Teen Vogue and Seventeen and the rest of the world, of such eclectic talent. My favorite band of all time however, no questions asked, is Blondie. I'm kind of obsessed with Debbie Harry and her voice and stage prescence and entire being. I mean, have you seen her acoustic version of "Heart of Glass"? It's too good. My boyfriend got me a DVD of Blondie live in the '70's, and I'm kind of addicted to it. That's another thing, my boyfriend. Liam Jameson Enright. I'm acting more like him every day- he's rather loud, rather dreadful at math, and rather perfect. He likes lions. Lions are really just big cats. It was meant to be. I always end up talking about cats, so feel free to close this post in disgust, and chuck your computer out the window. I may end up rambling about Finding Nemo as well, since it's the best movie EVER. Well at least I think so. It's extremely well-written, and it's not one of those movies you laugh through just once. Every single time I see it(so basically every weekend since 2003) I laugh, and I always cry at the end, when Dory says, "I look at you, and- and I'm home." Anyways, I should end this post for now. Cats.