Dude, I have a car.

I got my car back yesterday and I realized how much I missed it. I was ridiculously glad to have my baby home. A silly smile crosses my face when I walk up to it. I fit inside it. *sigh* The PT Cruiser was nice but is not my car. I was thinking of buying one and now I am glad I didn’t (100 miles, 7.4 gallons of gas, No thank you). I think I am a little too attached to my Mini-Hearse. *sigh* When something serious happens to it, it is going to really hurt. But in the meantime, I love my baby.

On another track, man oh man, you people write a lot. I am only gone for two days work days and still can’t catch up. Between Halloween and the elections and being two days behind, I am guessing there will be some LJ posts I just will end up missing. If anything major or stunning was written about, you may want to point me in that direction.

4 thoughts on “Dude, I have a car.

    1. doing that with a champaign bottle would put it right back into the shop. I was planning on having a christening/naming party (in the cemetery, imagine that) when it got it’s license plates. I did a quick mention at the birthday party and figured that would be it. But celebrate I do. I have kissed the steering wheel a couple of times because I am so glad it is back and I am so glad I have a car that fits me and I am so glad I can and have done cool stuff to it that I like and…and…and…

      Yes, I have gone beyond silly.

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