Things I Want to Spend Money On, But Am Continually Talking Myself Out Of:
2 pair black boots, one flat, one wedge or small heel
Teeth whitening
Invisible braces
Stripper unicorn hair
Some kind of sweater that is not a hoody that is appropriate for everyday wear. Maybe two of these.
New black jeans.
New dresses.
Things I Want to Spend Money On More, But Will Not Be Able to If I Am Spending It on Other Things (See Above):
Paris in the fall
Barre 3 membership
Ballet classes
A new bicycle
A tambourine, a triangle, and a ukelele
Goals And Resolutions For 2012:
No more alcohol for the rest of January (may be extended thru February, although I doubt it...)
Pull a Nicole Richie and live on coffee and green juice for the rest of January (will most likely be extended thru February)
Continue to become ambidextrous (See Goals And Resolutions For 2011)
Learn more French
Attend college
Learn how to save money
Play the drums more
Shop at the farmers markets more
Learn to look at the bigger picture more
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Showing posts with label bicycle. Show all posts
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Hello, 2012
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Monday, September 27, 2010
"When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race." -H.G. Wells
Today I was lamenting the fact that I don't have a car. I haven't had a car for three and a half years. I've been commuting by bicycle almost exclusively for the past two and a half years. Today it was really bumming me out.
These are the reasons I want a car:
1) I could go to the beach or the mountain or anywhere out of town. All I'd need is a day off and a twenty for gas.
2) On bike, I can only carry home from the grocery what I can carry on my back. (I tried a basket- for two days- and I fucking hated it with an unholy passion.) If I had a car, I could take home four, five, six bags of groceries and not have to think about it again for a month.
3) All the other things I miss out on- day trips, thrifting, convenience in running errrands, etc etc... not to mention the pure, simple joy of showing up to school or work not soaking fucking wet and cold nine months out of the year.
I started searching Craigslist. The (imaginary) budget I gave myself was miniscule. I mean, I'm NEVER going to spend more than $4,000 on a car. But jeezus, in the nine years that have passed since I bought my first car (a burgundy 1988 Chrysler LeBaron, with velvet upholstery and a digital dash for a thousand bucks, natch!), prices have gone up just a tad.
Then I began to envision myself going through the process of buying a car. Then getting insurance. Gas money. The inevitable repairs. The actual driving itself. Destroying the planet. Giving money to oil conglomerates. Ew. EW.
Plus, if I'm being totally honest with myself, if I had a car I'd almost certainly never ride my bike if it were raining. Which is ALL THE FUCKING TIME in Portland. I would be fat and lazy.
Sigh. As I thought about it, I realized the benefits ultimately don't outweigh the detriments.
So, like the lovely Jemina Pearl says,
"Have fun, and be safe with it
Just kidding, fuck shit up!
We ride bikes, cars are for idiots!
All because, all because
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby"
These are the reasons I want a car:
1) I could go to the beach or the mountain or anywhere out of town. All I'd need is a day off and a twenty for gas.
2) On bike, I can only carry home from the grocery what I can carry on my back. (I tried a basket- for two days- and I fucking hated it with an unholy passion.) If I had a car, I could take home four, five, six bags of groceries and not have to think about it again for a month.
3) All the other things I miss out on- day trips, thrifting, convenience in running errrands, etc etc... not to mention the pure, simple joy of showing up to school or work not soaking fucking wet and cold nine months out of the year.
I started searching Craigslist. The (imaginary) budget I gave myself was miniscule. I mean, I'm NEVER going to spend more than $4,000 on a car. But jeezus, in the nine years that have passed since I bought my first car (a burgundy 1988 Chrysler LeBaron, with velvet upholstery and a digital dash for a thousand bucks, natch!), prices have gone up just a tad.
Then I began to envision myself going through the process of buying a car. Then getting insurance. Gas money. The inevitable repairs. The actual driving itself. Destroying the planet. Giving money to oil conglomerates. Ew. EW.
Plus, if I'm being totally honest with myself, if I had a car I'd almost certainly never ride my bike if it were raining. Which is ALL THE FUCKING TIME in Portland. I would be fat and lazy.
Sigh. As I thought about it, I realized the benefits ultimately don't outweigh the detriments.
So, like the lovely Jemina Pearl says,
"Have fun, and be safe with it
Just kidding, fuck shit up!
We ride bikes, cars are for idiots!
All because, all because
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby
We're on two wheels baby"
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