Deadly sin

[bladespark]

Though whether it's envy, or greed I'm not sure.

I'd like to be rich. Mostly I'd like to be rich enough, and rich so that I could drop money on things like Friesian Majesty without batting an eye. I lust endlessly after things like that. I look at people who own things like that, and I drool. I constantly an eyeing parades of shiny, useless things that I want.

But then I go and look in the fridge, and I have cherries, and beef stick! And Marie Calander pasta dinners in the freezer, and I'm moving into a lovely apartment, and I have lots of nifty stuff already, and I tell myself that I'm so much better off than I've ever been in my life.

And heck... I can't drop $150 on that thing without batting an eye, but I might just go ahead and bat an eye at it in a few months, and get it anyhow. We'll see.

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Oh heavens! I went through a phase when I wanted a real horse. It even lasted a little bit into realizing how much work a real horse is. But then I got cats, and realized that I am just not cut out to keep and care for any animal that takes any more attention than a cat does, because it's all I can do some days to muster the energy to clean the litterbox and play a game of "kill the fake mousie."