Beth Spencer

school of rock

you guessed it....waitress

http://www.livejournal.com/users/platonicbeth

larry my neighbor, kickball, antiques, cupcakes, enon, beer, prank calls, jukeboxes, old board games, David Bowie, shows, walking, friends, disney world, rock cards, motley crue, parties, swear words, monday nights, dancing crazy, Christian Slater

Death Be not Proud, To Kill a Mockingbird, The Great Gatsby, My Antonia, Toxin, Missing

Labyrinth, Edward Scissorhands, Todd's movies, true romance, heathers, the wizard, what's eating gilbert grape, anything with Jack Black, Old School, nightmare on elm street movies, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, old school Adam Sandler movies

slow reader, cyndi lauper, Bon Jovi, Guns N Roses, the American Analog Set, David Bowie, the White Stripes, the insides, Eddie Money, Grabass Charlestons, Califone, the Shins, Cody Chesnutt, the Dandy Warhols, The Paper Hearts, Ryan Adams

I like giving people nicknames, diamonds and gold, lisps, dancing crazy, kissing and not telling, getting kisses, snot rockets, jumping jacks, tacky stuff, steamy love affairs, being short, my precious lil' friend Binger, Annie Wooley, days off, playing nintendo, making up crazy stories, my curly hair, birthday cakes, forties, teddy bears, PDA, orange slice, Italian men, my fuzzy blue blanket, holding hands with cute boys, refridgerator magnets, heineken, fashion, playing pretend, expensive wine or champagne, easter baskets, girl's night out, dating, friends, screaming in church, throwing things at people, sneezing, sunny days, waking up early, cartwheels, drinking, talking, passing notes in class, making weird noises, laughing until my stomach hurts, boys, snow cones, movie nights, popsicles, puppies, and crazy people, especially if they're crazier than I am.
I hate playing pool, the color turquiose, my driver's license photo, people with bad breath, guys who wear baggy pants, Andrew WK-haters, driving my car, being hungry, missing people, and the tattoo on my back, having regrets, cold rain, mean people that come into the coffee shop, old world music, frowny faces, celibacy, mosquitoes, football, serial killers, spiders, falling down into mud puddles, cream cheese, grape fruits, exaggerations, liars, roaches, kitchen fires, puking, deck heads, rodents, high pitch noises, boring conversations with boring people, the quiet game, pervs, pain, seeing my friends cry, bums(the kind who ask for money and things), slamming doors, creepy dudes, stuffy noses, being sick, nausea, my overactive sweat glands, high pitched noises, robbers, my mean boss, being lonely, chain letters, crying babies, sad stories, puking, pimples, and stinky feet.

Where there's beer, there's Beth.

someone who can kick my ass at Super Mario.