materialism is not everything, wanton luxury is.
July 8, 2008
Hurray! It’s my birthday soon!
My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday and for the first time I was STUMPED, blanked, nada. I really had no idea.
Well there’s always things you WANT; you know, like checking off a couple of names on your hit list, a magic pass that allows you to bypass every line so you never have to wait again, or a lifetime supply of sweet sweet mangoes. But these things are not really things you can ask for; they come naturally, like once you’re filthy rich.
So i spent some time thinking materialistically about possible things I may want on this 23rd anniversary of my birth. It wasn’t easy but I thought of a few:
1. Fur; you can never have too much! I like being warm, and especially if that warmth is something also ridiculously soft and pimptastic. This could come in the form of accessories or even a coat, extra points if it comes as a cape!
2. Diamonds, what the heck, just throwing that out there. Nothing less than VVS1grade though, and preferably emerald-cut; but i’m not too picky.
3. Shoes. I already have way too many but this is one of those things where MORE is BETTER. I’m thinking maybe some custom-made boots and monogrammed with a huge “J” on the side.
But knowing my parents, i know what i’ll most likely get, forty bucks and a bowl of noodles. At least that pays for a bottle of gin.
