...was convincing me that I needed a credit card.
I got in trouble once before, but only recently did I take up the cause to possess one "in case of an emergency".
Well, my first significant purchase (besides the new computer) is a car repair I get to look forward to paying today.
I have the fantasy that someday soon I will live in the country without a vehicle, and work on my modern art in a barn with Marcia Gay Harden nagging me day and night.
Oh, and I'd bike to the general store and back; drunk and weaving with a 24-pack on my handlebars.
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