SPONTENAITY
For reasons including being a Senior, getting ready to take the GRE/Apply for graduate school, and other things that won’t be mentioned, I had a midlife crisis moment yesterday (or more accurately a quarter life crisis, as Matt pointed out). I was sitting in the office with Dan when I had a sudden feeling of sheer panic. I grabbed him and started shaking him, “I HAVEN’T LIVED YET!!!!!”
He offered to do something crazy with me before the end of next week. His first suggestion was to take me to a strip club, but every place around here is so seedy I think you’d get an STD from just breathing. My suggestion came next, and we both went nuts over it: Rent a Ferrari for a day.
I want to have sex with this car.
Before I could blink, Daniel googled “Rent a Ferrari.” We were both freakishly excited until we saw the price: $1,450 a day. Also, there is an age restriction of 25+. In short, even if we were old enough to rent the car and pool all of our money together, we’d still end up being too broke to do anything other than drive around in the car and look awesome. We also saw a rental on a huge, yellow Hummer for $425. I suggested we rent it and then reenact Zombieland, but the age restriction on it was 25+ as well. Back to the drawing board.
The next 30 minutes were pretty much Ally Brosh’s “Internet Forever!” Lot’s of google searches that brought us nowhere. It’s not our fault! You type in “List of Spontaneous things to Do” into google search and you either get horribly expensive things or lists of lame stuff like “Start a Book Club.” Finally, we looked for “Spontaneous things to do around Knoxville.” We were promptly reminded there is nothing here. Except mountains.
Then Dan and I both got excited again. See, he was a boy scout and I was a girl scout, and both of us love nature. Camping, hiking, kayaking, all of that stuff. And neither one of us has done any of it in years. We settled on going hiking Monday morning around Gatlinburg. Dan’s knee is a lot better and he’s moved into a smaller brace, so we’re sticking to an easier trail. We’re trying to get a group to go (Dan’s girlfriend is coming and after a lot of poking and prodding, nature-phobic Max agreed to come too), and are bringing lunch with us and just trying to have fun with it. We both joked about how its not really spontaneous to plan the trip, but it’s spontaneous for us. I usually have to plan something 3 weeks in advance before I’m comfortable enough to say I’ll go.
NATURE IS TOTALLY SPONTANEOUS, BITCHES.
He offered to do something crazy with me before the end of next week. His first suggestion was to take me to a strip club, but every place around here is so seedy I think you’d get an STD from just breathing. My suggestion came next, and we both went nuts over it: Rent a Ferrari for a day.
I want to have sex with this car.
Before I could blink, Daniel googled “Rent a Ferrari.” We were both freakishly excited until we saw the price: $1,450 a day. Also, there is an age restriction of 25+. In short, even if we were old enough to rent the car and pool all of our money together, we’d still end up being too broke to do anything other than drive around in the car and look awesome. We also saw a rental on a huge, yellow Hummer for $425. I suggested we rent it and then reenact Zombieland, but the age restriction on it was 25+ as well. Back to the drawing board.
The next 30 minutes were pretty much Ally Brosh’s “Internet Forever!” Lot’s of google searches that brought us nowhere. It’s not our fault! You type in “List of Spontaneous things to Do” into google search and you either get horribly expensive things or lists of lame stuff like “Start a Book Club.” Finally, we looked for “Spontaneous things to do around Knoxville.” We were promptly reminded there is nothing here. Except mountains.
Then Dan and I both got excited again. See, he was a boy scout and I was a girl scout, and both of us love nature. Camping, hiking, kayaking, all of that stuff. And neither one of us has done any of it in years. We settled on going hiking Monday morning around Gatlinburg. Dan’s knee is a lot better and he’s moved into a smaller brace, so we’re sticking to an easier trail. We’re trying to get a group to go (Dan’s girlfriend is coming and after a lot of poking and prodding, nature-phobic Max agreed to come too), and are bringing lunch with us and just trying to have fun with it. We both joked about how its not really spontaneous to plan the trip, but it’s spontaneous for us. I usually have to plan something 3 weeks in advance before I’m comfortable enough to say I’ll go.
NATURE IS TOTALLY SPONTANEOUS, BITCHES.