Get your mind out of "Sex and the Whatever the hell the Manolo bitches were selling." I have a rabbit and it's nice and purple but that is SO not what I mean tonight. I want it. Bad. TLS taught me stick shift driving in a car he bought for me because his AMAZING super awesome Lillian Church Grandma died and left us a bit of cash. T bought me a car. 5 speed Golf to be exact. I'm German. I like German cars (duh?) The Swedish are okay but the Germans? - besides beers and cars they are a bit rough but hey - I love them dearly. My first real - "Let me teach you" - moment was T. And I got it in 5 minutes - and then was a permanent junkie. I like my Volvo XC90. Leather - auto freaking everything. And that's it. Auto. I control nothing but the wheel. I want a Toy. NOT a TOY - Dear lord my toy chest is FULL! LOL! Thanks ANNA BOOTS! (pure romance - google her!) I want a toy. A car to play with. I want to do this. How come if my name is not Jose - can I NOT do upholstery? Katie is a nice name and I'm pretty sure most guys would rather Katie does their work than Jose! Really? I can work it!
I want to learn on something I love. I don't want an SS - I'm not stupid - I know nothing. But I want to. I can do this and want to take you all with me. I can change oil and do BASIC maintenance. BASIC being the word. But I need something PRE computer chips and shit I don't care about. Really! - after I finish my Master's I better be able to buy myself the car I'd like to own. It rhymes with Mercedes.
Sorry. I want an old one. Not new. But classy - tan. or black. But my rabbit? I may leave her flat black. or get some stupid color and do it crazy tie-dye.
Then it's my Galaxy. Grocery getter from Mars! I need a garage. clearly. :D
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