Ashlee

Oak Park High, Class of 1995

Texas Christian University, Class of 2000, Bachelor's Degree

future backstabbingly ambitious lawyer.

Drifters Unite, Lazy ex-Trust Fund Babies Loan Assistance Program

Homebrewing, anything NYC circa 1977, icecold Gummy Bears (Haribo only), red wine and wineries in far away lands, Civil War reenactment, taxidermy, long lone journeys to far away places, cheese fondue, baking cookies shaped as dinosaurs and camels, plotting to kill my neighbor - bitch!, cathedral hopping, relaxing in front of my dvd fireplace, dancing with myself, dancing w/ my boytoy when we're drunk and clumsy, zoos with freaky nocturnal monkeys, wacky buildings that lean, fancy doorways w/ lanterns or oversized knockers. teeheehee, I said oversized knockers!

Pale Fire, The Corrections, Lies & the Lying Liars..., the letters of Van Gogh, sociology texts with lots and lots of statistics that can be whipped out inappropriately in debate emergencies, Prague picture books, Edgar Allan Poe

Talk To Her, Sideways, Aguirre the Wrath of God, Nashville, Barry Lyndon, Showgirls, Three Kings, Fast Cheap & Out of Control, Zoolander, Zelig, 8 1/2, The Straight Story, Bottle Rocket, 2001, Fargo, Lost In Translation, Sid & Nancy, Baraka, Don't Look Back, Vincent & Theo, Mulholland Drive, Anchorman... and Beautiful Mind is the worst movie ever made. Please take note. Oh yeah, and Wonder Boys rocks my world.

Dylan, Gotan Project, any opera that makes me cry, Ekova, Messiaen, Billie Holiday, Radiohead, Nino Rota, Sigur Ros, Beethoven, Beta Band, cheesy heavy metal that inspires devil hooking, The Pixies, Sinatra, Anouar Brahem Trio, Sam Cooke, White Stripes, Joshua Pereira is your next american idol: http://www.whenthelightisover.com/

The Simpsons, Yankees games, college football (just say no to pro), Blind Date, Six Feet Under, anything about war or the houses of rich folk with bad taste, Band of Brothers, Cribs, Bridezillas, Ellen Degeneres rules me, oh yes, and of course Twin Peaks

Cancer

blah blah... isn't the above enough for you...? Jesuuuus people!

!!!Erosion of modesty alert!!!
Oh yeah, one more important thing: Bono from U2 totally ditched his friend to hang out with me and my loverboy for over three hours in our Dublin hotel room, cuz I, Princess Ashlee, am so deliriously, mind-blowingly cool. Seriously. AND he said I look like I stepped out of a Modigliani painting. What do you think? Oh nevermind, you don't matter, only Bono matters. AND he asked ME for music advice! YEAH, I'M THE F'in BOMB. AND AND AND, he said I have a beautiful back! I am so awesome, my head just might explode from the sudden heat and expansion. Did I mention how I'm the coolest person in the whole galaxy? Well, I am. Perhaps you do not appreciate my grandiose greatness, but I assure you that my grandkids will one day.

Hillbillies, gangstas, WWII veterans, Eastern European gypsies, more of Bono's friends because they totally rock steady, people who think that refrigerated Haribo gummy bears are the world's finest delicacy.