Those abstract things called "goals"

Okay okay, I've decided to grow up a tad. As most of you know, I've been drooling over getting a motorcycle for at least a month now. I've done some thinking and decided that I'm going to put it in my 5 year plan. I'm getting a new place in a month and things like a vacuum or uh, dinner plates sound like a more reasonable use for my money at this point. Now, before my mother starts giving me the "I told you so" look ala psychic connection, I would like to point out that it was not her doing. It was, in fact, the doing of my sister-in-law-to-be's couch. After spending the weekend at her place, I decided that I would have more fun meeting people and going to visit her and my brother and doing similar social activities than I would riding about by myself on a bike. At least for now. The day I can afford to do both will be a fun one. But until then, I'll vacuum my apartment and have a bottle of wine with friends and keep a picture of a tricked out bike on my fridge, just in case I get too grown up...