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1. Recommend me a film.
2. Recommend me a book.
3. Recommend me someone to add as a friend on LJ.
4. Recommend me a website to visit.
5. Recommend me a band.
6. Recommend me an online comic.
7. Recommend me a recipe (I may have to adapt for kashrut and sugar).
8. Recommend me a sport.
9. Recommend me a skill.

WANTwantwantwantwant

Argh.

I really want these. But, I don't really have £110 to spend on frivolous boots, even if they would be teh sexay, and actually fit. But but but. Want. WANT. want.

*sigh*

Why is it so easy to be distracted by Things? Surely I do not need Things to make me happy. Why do I crave Things, then? Why is it so easy for me to convince myself that these boots would make me happy?

EDIT:

I'm trying to buy them. But, I'm not going to actually wear them, not even to try them on and see if they fit, until I've completed my goal of one hundred hours of horn practice in the calendar month of June. If I don't complete that, then I turn around and sell the boots. They are second-hand, so it isn't so horribly consumerish to get them, and having a nice reward set up will help me with the practice goal.

EDIT EDIT:
Yes, I know, horn practice should be a reward in and of itself. To a certain extent, it is, but there are good days and bad days. There are days when the only reason I get up in the morning and go and practise is because I promise myself I can have a hot chocolate afterwards, and there are days when even the lure of chocolate is not enough to lure me into action. The good days are great, but it is doing enough practice on the bad days that is going to make the biggest difference to my playing. Anything that gets me going on the bad days is worth it.

I hope this works.