[berkeley]
>>"You're beautiful, that's for sure"<< Nelly Furtado's "I'm like a bird"
mondo gelato
And the weekly tradition continues. Rafaello + Ferrero Rocher flavors for me. I couldn't figure out what I wanted until the last second. Always happens that way for me. Funny how Gary picked his flavors on the fly. Is that just how boys are?
I got to see Beverly's new digital camera and Nico's new digital camera. New toys are the best. Speaking of new toys, I still need to get a fender thing for my back tire so that when rainy season starts, the water won't splash up and wet my back. I also need more clothes. Time to stop by Goodwill. Sometimes they have pretty cool stuff. Or maybe I need to stop being cheap. *eh* Or maybe I should go shopping with Bev and Bern. Those two always seem to be great at finding deals.
vroom
Motorcycles are dangerous, but I kind of want one. Victor took me on a motorcycle ride two times in the past month or so. It's pretty darn fun. Very calming. But motorcycles are dangerous. Naah. I'll just look at Ducati's online. Besides, liking motorcycles doesn't quite help with the femininity factor.
consume
I was thinking about the things i'd like to buy in the future. A road bike. Plane tickets. I wonder sometimes if the things I want to own are beginning to own me. If I were to buy a road bike in the next month, would I see it as more than an accessory to what defines me? I would hope not.
Spring semester taught me to be very detached from material possessions. Things have changed a little. I'm beginning to want things. Is that wrong? My knee jerk reaction would be that there's nothing wrong with wanting things, but then reading Siddhartha claims otherwise:
"The world had caught him; pleasure, covetousness, idleness, and finally also that vice that he had always despised and scorned as the most foolish -- acquisitiveness. Property, possessions and riches had also finally trapped him...they had become a chain and a burden."
So now I have to think about what really drives me. Not a Ducati. Not a Bianchi.
I was happiest when I could wake up in the morning and think of a place to ride my bike, or a new exhibit at the museum, or a picture I wanted to take, or a friend I wanted to see and go and make it happen. This semester is definitely bogging me down. Despite all the madness that I can't control, I still feel responsible for my happiness. And that's when I think of Victor's words "Lift yourself up by your thoughts."