So my scooter just broke.
And it sucks.
But it got me thinking about the stuff we own. Some of our stuff is practical. Some is fun. Some is a miraculous melding of the two. My scooter was a melding. I used it a lot, and I believe I have had it for somewhere in the ballpark of five years. So I really shouldn't be surprised that the thing broke. But it really was a cool little thing to have. It's weird how we get attached to certain items. Often times, it's really not about the item itself, it's about what it represents. I have a Wile E. Coyote plush toy in my room, and I simply can't bring myself to give it up. It's not because I like the toy so much, it's because my younger self liked the toy so much. I used to literally take the thing everywhere, and it was probably my favorite toy for many, many years. It's the same with my baby blanket; it's all about the memories attached to the object. So I say goodbye to my beloved scooter, and I thank you for all the fun times we had going around campus.
Readers, what items do you treasure? Why? Let me know in the comments.
Thing I like about the past 24 hours: The good reception that my mock trailer got in my Great Ideas class.
Thing I dislike about the past 24 hours: My scooter breaking.
Song addiction of the day: The Oprah Over 9000 Pedobear Remix **CAUTION: 4chan Content
Number of caffeinated beverages in the past 24 hours: 0
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I have a stuffed baby seal from seal world from quite a few years ago. Its name is Orchid and it has survived quite a few maulings by my dogs. The eye had to be glued back in and the head sewn closed. I love that thing so very much. You can see it sometime if you want.
Erm Sea World. Not seal world... >_>
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