Observations and Current Status
Jul. 30th, 2001 01:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blustockingI'm becoming uglier on the inside than on the outside. This is not good.
I bought a car Saturday. A 1997 Ford Taurus. Quite a step up from the 1990 Ford Probe.
I have to pay $963.00 on Tuesday for the down payment. I don't know if I'll have it by then.
This makes me extremely nervous. (This is all banking on a check coming tomorrow. How stupid am I? That's a rhetorical question by the way.)
I have large monthly payments because there are only 34 of them so that I can pay it off quickly.
This also makes me nervous, though, not as much.
I cried like a damn baby when they took her (my car) away. I could cry now if I thought about it. I miss her. I'm dumb, but I miss my old, dying, trusty car. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my new car. But it's not me, not yet anyway. I'm not power-windows, cushy seats, a smooth paint job and no body damage. I miss the mass of kickass bumper stickers, especially "People Suck" and my MST3K "Oh Bite Me, It's Fun!". I took the fuse box cover and some random piece of plastic from her before I handed over the key. Why am I so attached to a car?
I know why. But it's still dumb.
*moment of silence, tearing up, followed by a return to nervousness*
I bought a car Saturday. A 1997 Ford Taurus. Quite a step up from the 1990 Ford Probe.
I have to pay $963.00 on Tuesday for the down payment. I don't know if I'll have it by then.
This makes me extremely nervous. (This is all banking on a check coming tomorrow. How stupid am I? That's a rhetorical question by the way.)
I have large monthly payments because there are only 34 of them so that I can pay it off quickly.
This also makes me nervous, though, not as much.
I cried like a damn baby when they took her (my car) away. I could cry now if I thought about it. I miss her. I'm dumb, but I miss my old, dying, trusty car. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my new car. But it's not me, not yet anyway. I'm not power-windows, cushy seats, a smooth paint job and no body damage. I miss the mass of kickass bumper stickers, especially "People Suck" and my MST3K "Oh Bite Me, It's Fun!". I took the fuse box cover and some random piece of plastic from her before I handed over the key. Why am I so attached to a car?
I know why. But it's still dumb.
*moment of silence, tearing up, followed by a return to nervousness*
