I like shopping!
Not for clothes, of course. (GASP and SHUDDER, why would anyone shop for clothes when they can just wear free T-shirts with ads on them? And free T-shirts from summer camp, if that's your cup of tea. And of course, find a couple good pairs of pants, buy multiple copies and then rotate those forever.) I really like to shop for office supplies, books and videogames. Groceries are nice too. I remember as a kid when we had to spend time in San Mateo and I got to go to this wonderful grocery store EVERY DAY.
I like to read. Sometimes I draw. I write more than I draw, but I'm not very good at either, mostly because all of my works end up prominently featuring human beings, a species with which I do not have very much familiarity.
Yayness, though, because what I'm working on now also prominently features wolves, so now I get to fail epically at the behavior of TWO DIFFERENT SPECIES. (Plus, I get to use lycanthropy as an allegory for autism.)
I really like to hang out in my head. There's all sorts of cool stuff there.
I like to talk to friends over the internet. And there's one friend I like to stare at and listen to. She's kind of pretty. She has thick black hair and she's skinny and has a speech impediment. It's like paradise. Plus, it's another instance of reacting to sensory stimuli rather than function.
I like to work out utterly useless problems in my head. I like to research my special interests. I like to read outside of my special interests, too, so I can learn! And sometimes I like to hang out with my family. Rarely.
And I LOVE music. LOVE IT.