I thought about compiling a list of the things I want the most. It’s not complete and it won’t probably change configuration for a long time. I’ll update it as necessary, although I suspect more things will just pile up in here…
I think you could say these are the things I pray for, although I’m not a church going man and I don’t like the idea of church in the first place. I mean I want to believe there is a God out there and I guess I’m really believing it, but I don’t think that any one church on the face of the Earth has ever come closer than a billion light-years to the mere idea of God. Not now and not ever.
my wife to be healthy again
She suffers from femur head necrosis and she can’t go the surgical way because of other haematological problems — a way too long story to put it here)
to come to terms with myself and with life in general
And with life as a young man in this damn country in particular. And for fuck’s sake, stop feeling like I’m wasting my life away…
to travel around the world by sea
Or at least spend say six to twelve months at sea with no land and no people in sight. Shit, that would be so great!
I want a kit since I was in high-school. I even had one at a certain point, but only for an hour. Of course, next thing is a rehearsal space, you can’t really play the drums when living in a fucking block of flats, can you? See below.
This one is a little younger than the previous one, but same constraints apply.
Edited June 11th, 2006: My little sister’s got the saxophone for me! Thank you sis, I love you too. And I promise I’ll start using it soon.
an Apple iPod
I’ve wanted one since the first time they released it, back in 2003 (I think)
But I could settle with an iMac G5 or even a Mac Mini… if Tiger will eventually run on plain PCs I might let this one go for a while, but only for a while.
a proper house
I mean not an apartment in a fucking match box building. I don’t want to hear anyone’s steps or shower noises, I don’t want to meet people that don’t return your hello in my way home and I certainly don’t want to spend hours of my life arguing with some moronic building attendant that my Ethernet cable laid through the building’s basement and connecting my computer with my cousin’s (when he used to live in the same building) is not going to electrocute anyone, I’m not using it to steal electricity or telephone services and I’m not even considering going door to door to ask permission from neighbours because it’s trespassing private property, because it actually doesn’t.
And double fuck you, asshole, I lost my temper again just thinking of you!
Oh, and as a side note — I hope the guy that had the brilliant idea car alarms should make stupid loud beeps when the car is put in reverse rots in hell for the rest of eternity! Together with those mother fuckers around my building that need minutes at a time to park their car in reverse.
I’m really undecided here. I would want either a chopper like the ones these dudes on Discovery channel make (I simply love their Cat Bike), or just a small scooter, like this stylish Honda. It all boils down to money in the end, so a scooter might be a little more realistic than a chopper.
To be continued…