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I need to meet more people.

Saturday, January 28, 2006
Yesterday, as I felt a giddy flutter of happiness when the clerk at Quimby's Bookstore told me I didn't have to show ID because "Aww, you've been in here," it occurred to me: I should get out more. Maybe I could be feeling the giddy flutter more frequently! Maybe people would start recognizing me at the bar and the coffee shop, not just the nerd heaven down at Quimby's, where a red-letter day is when the new Chris Ware comic book comes out or Jessica Abel comes to do a book signing.

All of which brings me to my current dilemma: should I invest in a car with my hapless boyfriend, given his history of financial misdeeds and my history of financial hyper-cheapitude? The current situation has long outlived its sensibleness: we ride everywhere in his ancient Honda two-seater thugmobile, which is referred to by all members of my family as "that deathtrap" and which occasionally draws alarmingly envious looks from our local neighborhood teen boys, in whose eyes you can almost view the reflection of the car tricked out with a spoiler, iridescent paint and one of those super-loud exhaust systems that signal the approach of a very fast dragster.

Plus he currently drives me everywhere, which lends an unpleasant note of dependency to the relationship.

Thoughts? I like the Subaru wagons, mid-90s models. Then he could transport his eight thousand pounds of ugly DJ equipment to his gigs out in Hick Haven, and I could go birding and take myself to the bar and what have you. Go out more, I mean.
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    By Blogger ansjk123, at 3:47 PM  
  • mar, like i said, i can't beseech you enough to do your research and fork over the necessary amount of money to get yourself into a quality, reliable vehicle. my parents have bought crappy used cars all my life, all of which ended up sucking up their money on repairs and towings. My mother commutes 45 each way to work and around 2001 I begged her to cough it up and buy a new van. to this day she thanks me. Its like the proverbial quandry about how to remove a band-aid...the older i get the more inclined I am to shell out a big scary amount of money upfront instead of getting bled a drop at a time. Some things in life are worth the money. peace of mind is one of them! keep me posted!

    By Blogger Abbyg., at 12:33 PM  
  • Yes, yes. I finally drive a car made in this decade and it saves SO much stress. Yes, it's a criminal amount of money - but worth it.

    In bigger news: there is a snowy owl hanging out at Dulles Airport!! Have you heard about this? Visit http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/02/01/AR2006020102167.html
    to read a funny story about this visitation. Wow.

    By Blogger Kan, at 1:57 PM  
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    By Blogger Nadim, at 1:56 AM  
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