Lia goes through phases. Right now, she's obsessed with Lana Del Rey. She does her hair pi-up style ans gets her nails done. I watch her type. It's impractical, but she doesn't seem bothered - she types as efficiently as you or I would. All day and night, the apartment is filled with Lana Del Ray interspersed with the soulful crooning of Billie Holiday. I don't listen to Jazz and don't know much about it, but their is one track I've become fond of =. Until I heard it, I never knew I needed such a song in my life. (introduction)