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Cosmic Flame
26 July 2005 @ 01:40 am
I came up with quite a lot to talk about tonight, but it's late, I wanted to be in bed early, adn I'm not. Also, it's a bit cold. Maybe I should shut my window. I think I will. The window is now shut, and I feel warmer already.

So then. Money. I want lots of money. Not because I want money, but so that I don't have to worry about not having money. Like, say, so I can change the strings on my guitar more often, or so I can buy some CDs and LPs. And so I can afford to buy another pair of jeans, and a literal ton or tonne of Star Wars Lego. And books. Lots of books. And a big house with room for all my stuff and my model railway and a music room and while we're at it, I wouldn't say no to a MiniMoog Voyager. Or a Gibson ES-175SH - The Steve Howe Artist Guitar. <3 And then, once I had everything I wanted, I could give money to other people, and charities, and even whole countries, if I was that rich. The point is, having no money isn't fun, but having too much isn't good either.

Just like fame. It'd be nice to be a famous rockstar, but I wouldn't like to be mobbed, and I think I'd be lonely and unhappy at the top. But hey! If we time it right, then I can have already met the girl of my dreams before we become famous, so that I don't need to worry about people having motives. Other than love, that is.

Lots more to say, but I need some sleep.

I'm going to bed.

Goodnight.
 
 
I'm Feeling: exhaustedexhausted
I've Been Listening To: ~~~~~~none~~~~~~