Keep your lady poets
I've no wish to go that way.
No desire to love a fascist,
Not even for one day

I've no need to be diminutive,
Nor desire to be discrete.
I really don't want a marraige
To man that's quite effete.

...

I suspect this goes on, but I am going to bed now.

   

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In no particular order

Ben and Jerry's... anything but chunky monkey.
Sex... I don't need to tell you about this.
Chuzzle...little fluff balls blowing up, come on.
Vent via blog...search back. Some doozies in here about my ex husband.
Write poetry... nuff said
Hot showers... aromatherapy and exfoliation
God of War... There is something therapeutic to virtually decapitating a minotaur.
Bob Marley... One Love... repeat until mellow.
The Donna's... They covered Safety Dance... I think it might be better than the original
Flogging Molly... Come on... If you have never heard of this band, google it. Good times.
My Chemical Romance ...very loud on my car stereo. I scream along.
Kid Rock... This ritual involves dancing like a stripper. I might not really be as sexy as hell, but Kid makes me think I am.
The Ramones... punk all started right here. If you can't cop a "to hell with the world" attitude while listening to this, you are a lost cause.