May 26, 2011 18:15
God, I want a motorcycle.
The more I think about it, the more I want to get my motorcycle license when I get back to California.
I'd get private, one-on-one lessons, buy really nice and protective motorcycle gear, and then get a motorcycle and ride that bad boy all over San Francisco.
Wouldn't that be epic?
That'd be so freaking epic.
And oh my god, I'd actually be able to AFFORD a motorcycle, you know? They get good gas mileage, insurance on them is cheap, and I'd be able to afford a relatively nice one for like, two thousand dollars.
Trying not to get ahead of myself, though. Also trying to remember that there are going to be times when riding a motorcycle can really suck (like in the rain), and that they are also more dangerous than driving a car. I realize that motorcycles are not for everyone, and I wouldn't buy anything or make any final decisions until I took some private lessons. I mean, I was CONVINCED I was going to LOVE scuba diving and cake decorating, but in reality, I don't particularly care for for either activity. It might be the same thing with riding a motorcycle.
BUT UGH IT WOULD BE SO FREAKING AWESOME TO HAVE A MOTORCYCLE.