Lovely...Never Ever Change.

You know what I like?

Warm rain. Just nice, warm rain. A lot of it, pouring down in buckets.
When you can hear the accent of a singer in their music (see: Malcolm Middleton).
Satire. Parody. Clever mockery of things, to a degree.
Wordplay and wit.
Puppies.
House, M.D. and the friendship of Greg House and James Wilson (Though God knows I want it to be more than friendship).
Too many actors to list (Though Hugh Laurie has been a love-of-my-life for some time now).
Watching those actors in interviews or movies or television shows.
Guitar music.
Lakes, with calm, smooth surfaces, clear as glass.
Wandering aimlessly with friends.
People who talk with their hands.
Short hair cuts on girls.
Long hair cuts on boys.
Freckles.
Light and fluffy snow in mid-December.
Christmas specials on television.
Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye.
M*A*S*H.
Big boots.
Talking with accents.
References in films, TV or books that I get, but few others don't.
Rock Musicals.
Harmonica music.
Monty Python, A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Jeeves and Wooster and Black Adder (II-IV, III especially).
Playing the piano.
Writing random nonsense, my thoughts, stories, porn for friends, and so on.
Emails from friends that I'm not expecting. Emails from friends that I am expecting.
The word 'cello'.
Making people laugh.
Making myself laugh.
Playing with makeup.
Dress-up.
British slang.
Biopics.
Stories about Serial Killers ( the Hannibal Lector series, the Dexter series, American Psycho).
Inside jokes that I'm a part of.
Hugs.
People asking me things because they know I'm knowledgable on the subject.
Ice cream.
Nicknames.
Silly photoshoots.
Wearing jeans with no socks, and people who do the same.
Talking about nothing/everything.
Drawing with sharp pencils.
Writing with pen.
Acting.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Minor characters' stories being told (Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead).
Listing things.

Aha.