my material wants are beginning to snowball.

boy oh boy do i want some things. besides the car i mentioned a couple of posts ago, i now want a new pair of binoculars and a spotting scope, as well as a GPS unit and a handheld personal video player/camcorder. and do i deserve these things? as much as any industrialized-world member of the privileged classes does! which is to say, well, no.

ah, it doesn't matter. i've become one of those people who convinces themselves that they would throw themselves more passionately into their hobby if they just had THE RIGHT GEAR. how many times have we all heard THAT before? but i really think that in my case it's true! birding has become sort of a theoretical thing for me, Bahamas warblers notwithstanding--I just don't get out there like I want to, even though I live right next to a huge park! woe is me. really i'm just sort of bemoaning my restlessness in midwinter as i type confessions to my blog while my boyfriend is out watching the Grammys and probably getting to see all the cool outfits which I can't see cause we DON'T EVEN HAVE A TELEVISION.

which, yes, all right, was my decision since i am an incurable addict and will lose up to 6 hours on the couch if we had one. But still!

How dare he!

whoa. ok, the slide into materialistic self-pitiiful wallowing will hereby come to a halt. sorry everyone! smooches! (esp. to Erin!)