1. To eat inorganic

2. To not waste time

3. To clear the snow off my entire car

1. To eat inorganic. With all this hoo-ha and jibber-jabber about buying local, shopping organic and being aware of where our food comes from, I’m going the opposite direction. It’s not that i don’t care about my well-being or that I want to eat poorer quality food, it’s that I’m a college student. With the exception of some produce (organic onions cost the same as equally-delicious pesticide-sprayed onions), most organic food costs a lot more. Take this chicken I bought at Wegmans…

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The cost: $3.95. Wegmans also sells an organic chicken ($9.85) and an organic free-range chicken raised on an Ithaca Farm. As delicious as that sounds, the hefty price tag ($13.45) made me wonder, “how much better does this chicken taste?”

I do understand the merits of eating organic. I have yet to see Food Inc. (ignorance is bliss…) but I do know that I’m more susceptible to disease, inection, what-have-you. If it’s served to me, or on someone else’s dime, I’ll eat organic, but if it’s gonna dent my wallet, inorganic is the way I’m going.

2. To not waste time. I spend a lot of time on the internet – I won’t deny that. But I don’t think this is a waste. Allow me to break down my time spent on the internet: 50% of my time is spent on the websites you see linked on the right margin of this site. All of these sites are informative, entertaining, and hell, they provide great conversation-started topics. Another 20% of my time is spent checking, responding to or crafting humorous e-mails. Another 20% of my time is spent on Facebook, creeping on people like you, (Aaron, Erica, Alexander…) but half of my Faceboxing time is spent playing Bejewled Blitz – which, after a long day of internetting, is therapeutic. The other 10% is spent on AIM, oftentimes sending links to aforementioned sites.

That being said, the only time wasted is the non-therapeutic time spent on Facebook (a mere 10%)

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I also spend a lot of time sleeping, too , but my doctor said it helps me grow.

3. To clear the snow of my entire car. As I was driving back from Wegmans to buy my reasonably-priced aforementioned chicken, I saw a white car with a clean windshield and rear window, but a cube of snow on the roof… Idiotic, really. What’s worse is when it flies off the car once you go more than twenty-five miles an hour – especially if it’s frozen over and it flies off in huge sheets.

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Really, it’s not hard to run the snow-brush over the top of the car and the hood. Granted, this resolution is seasonal, but ’til spring I guarantee the Volvo will be clean on the roads.

Happy New Years to you, I know mine will be.

But this afternoon, after a long drive back from Ithaca and a few trips to friends’ and families’ houses, I reached a long-standing goal of mine: I’ve taken my 1989 Volvo 740GL Station Wagon, a vehicle handed down to me by my parents when I was a mere junior in high school, to 240,000 miles. This leaves me 10,000 miles to get to my ultimate goal – a quarter million miles.

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To note, my odometer and my speed gauge didn’t work for a few months during my senior year of high school. That’s right, I drove around not knowing how fast I was going – simply keeping up with the traffic, and not knowing how many miles were going on the car. Now, I’m not making excuses here, I’m not trying to prove that I have more miles than my odometer says I do, I’m just making it known…

240,000

It’s about 250 miles from my house to Ithaca. I’ll drive back after this break, maybe home and back for Spring Break, and then home after *tear* graduation. That’s another thousand miles. Only another 9,000 miles after that. I don’t have a time frame set quite yet, but I’ll get there.
How ’bout you, Turks? How many miles your Volv got? More than me? Anybody else got a high-mileage car?