tawnya

Oh my goodness. I got some terrible news last night. My car isn't going to make it. There's not enough little blue sad faces in the world for this.

I do have to respect that he let me know while I had time to reschedule the trip down and get a truck and all that stuff. He's been so awesome, but as far as going all the way down to CA, notsomuch. He will also give me more money for the move and make it so that I don't have to cram everything into a civic hatchback (including 3 pets.) My brother kept trying to console me by pointing out that I'll get a newer, better car, but I want my very first car. Who else has awesome leopard print racing stripes?!?! No one, that's who. The glad game isn't really working out for me on this one. I've still got two weeks left with him, and I'm going to enjoy them. I love my silly car SOOO much. he'll help me move, though, and make someone else very happy. Maybe he just hates CA, I can totally understand that. And yes, I do realize I'm talking about my car like he's a person. Wanna hear worse...? I always thank him for the ride when there's no one else in the car. Suck on that.

In case you didn't figure it out, I'm moving to CA for a few months and then who knows where, maybe Seattle again, Maybe San Diego, maybe the bay area even New Orleans is a possibility. I've got time to figure it out, so I'm not going to worry about it now.

Those explanations were kinda backwards, no?