Yup, I am definitely enjoying my new wheels. I feel like such a pimp driving around with leather seats. Of course, I don't feel like that
much of a pimp, seeing as I don't know any pimps who drive Volvos. But I'm just trying to express to you how cool I feel driving around in a car that looks as nice as mine. I have noticed a few scratches in the paint since I picked it up, so I might call the dealership and ask them for a jar of touch up paint, not that I would ever attempt to do it myself. But I know people who know people, you know? Oh God, now I sound like I'm in the mob. It's all this reading I've been doing.
I know, you're a little confused as to how my reading habits could make me sound like I'm in the mob. Well, I've been reading these books by Janet Evanovich. If you've never read her Stephanie Plum series, you should. If you're a chick. Not so much if you're a guy. But I guess guys must like her novels too since the books are always #1 on the NYT bestseller list. But anyway, Stephanie Plum is from Chambersburg, NJ, which is part of Trenton. That's like 20 minutes from my house. And trust me, everyone talks like they're in the mob in Chambersburg. In fact, I doubt its all that uncommon for things to just fall off trucks around there. That's not exactly what its like where I live (or not at all), but I know this part of Jersey very well. So that must be where I'm getting my mob speak from.
But I digress. The point is, I need touch up paint from the dealer. Think I'll have to buy it? I don't really want to pay for it. I think the car should have come with it if you ask me. Ugh, its getting late (no its not, its 4:45, but I have to be back at work at 5:30) so I should stop my babbling.
But before I go:
A Moment of Comic Relief
"I'd like to go down to South America. There is a complicating factor there. The Mexican presidential election is taking place, and I certainly don't wan tto get involved in that."
goodbye murray, hello sheila
George W. Bush
March 19, 2000
Referring to the upcoming presidential election taking place in the North American country of Mexico. Reported in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution.
Tomorrow I'm getting my new car. Oh, didn't I tell you I'm getting a new car? Well, new isn't really the technical term for it. I think the technical term is Certified Pre-Owned
or some shit like that. All that means is that the car is used, but because they call it Certified Pre-Owned
they get to charge you more money for it. Anyway, I bet you want to know all about my CPO
car. I really don't mind telling you. I mean, you all on the Internet are just about the only people who don't know. I think I told everyone within a 20 mile raidus around here.
So Sheila (the tentative name for my new car) is a dark grey 2001 Volvo S40 1.9L Turbo sedan (and yes, she's was manufactured in Sweden, not at a Ford plant--apparently Volvo is selling so well that Ford doesn't feel like they have to step in and start making their cars for them). Anyway, Sheila has a light-tan leather interior, which is very soft and not at all scratchy like the cloth seats are in Murray (my current hunk of junk). She also has a moonroof, which is kind of cool, although I doubt I'll be using it that much in the winter, just another reason to move to a warmer climate. And speaking of climate, Sheila does NOT have a climate package, meaning in the winter my ass is gonna be cold on those soft leather seats. And in the summer my ass is going to burn, but they would anyway, since I've never heard of air-conditioned seats. Let's see, what other wonderful amenities does my good friend Sheila have? She has a CD player which, believe it or not, is a big selling point with me. You see, poor Murray was manufactured before CD players were standard. So poor Lauren has been without a CD player ever since Murray's windshield started leaking on the plug-in CD player I had in the car. Needless to say, the CD player was ruined, and I was too lazy (or, depending on how you look at it, too cheap) to buy another one. So the CD player is really exciting, because I'm really freakin' tired of the radio. I feel like I have a personal relationship with the deejays at most of the local stations because I listen to them so much.
Right, so back on track here. Sheila has some sort of fancy schmancy winter traction control thingamabob which I'll never get to use since my mother has informed that when it snows I will be required to drive her car to work (she has a 2003- or 4, I can't remember- Lexus RX330, the small SUV). And, because Sheila is CPO, she also has new brakes, tires, wiper blades, oil, etc., etc. And she only has to go for oil changes every 7500 miles. So anyway, needless to say, I'm pretty happy with my purchase. Today Murray and I are going to spend some quality time together while I clean out the rest of my stuff from inside him. It's not much, just ice scrapers and some old CDs and stuff. Pretty much I just gotta bring in or get rid of everything that's not the manual. And oh shit, I have to find the spare keys. Yeah, off to do that now. Good thinking Lauren. Duh, they're probably going to want you to give them both keys to the freakin car when you trade it in. I'm such a smarty pants sometimes that it kills me.
finally, the weekend
I am so happy that the weekend is here. It hasn't been an overly interesting week, just what has seemed like an overly long one. I've just been up early every day and out late every night so I'm a tad on the tired side. Honestly, I don't know why I go out so freakin often. I mean, I get so tired. But then again, its hard when you actually work with the people you're friends with because its not like you actually get to hang out while you're at work, so we end up going out after work and doing our hanging out then. I guess that's what people tend to do when they go to happy hour. I wouldn't know, seeing as I'm always waiting on people at happy hour rather than attending one myself.
I saw Derek on Monday, which was nice, and will also be a story and a half. I'm way to tired to write the whole thing out, but it sort of went well. I mean, it went well, but he seems to be waiting for some divine sign from God that this is IT or something, which is not exactly the way it works. Its just hard to explain to someone that when you meet someone and have a good time with them and have a physical attraction that's mutual, that divine sign from God only comes once in a blue moon. If you just go with it, the rest of all that stuff comes later. If you're lucky. Anyway, I know this is making no sense because you don't know the whole story so I promise to tell it all soon so I can get some insight from everyone else. Okay, gotta go watch the season premiere of Reba.
wanna give me a car?
A couple of days ago, the overdrive light on my car began flashing. I'm not a total moron, I know that if the overdrive is off, that means I pressed the button. But I hadn't. So I pressed it a couple of times, tried to get the thing to stop flashing, and then decided I would go get the light fixed on Friday morning since I didn't have to be at work. At that point, it honestly didn't occur to me that anything was wrong with the car. I thought it had just blown a fuse or something like that. So this morning, I took the car in, had them drive me home and went back to bed.
They called with an estimate, and my mom took the call. Apparently I need a new transmission. For something like $2800. My mom was like, uhhhh...NO. So instead the dude is just changing the transmission fluid and resetting the computer. That's apparently gonna keep it alive for the next year or so, after which I need a new car anyway. And oh yeah, I need new brakes too. Apparently they're completely shot. Honestly, does anyone wanna buy me a new car? My dad said if anything else goes wrong with this one we're just gonna get me a new(er) and not falling apart car. How is it that my transmission is shot? Dude, the car might be ten years old, but it has less than 100,000 miles on it. It has like 9,000 miles less. Ugh, I hate Fords. They age like shit. Wanna hear the list of shit that has gone wrong with my car since we got it in 1998? Firestone tires that went bald, leaky windshield that had to be replaced, parts falling off the interior, radio that likes to adjust its own volume, new brakes, more new tires, sticking in 4WD low, more new brakes, and now, crappy transmission. Why are my parents making me keep this car? I have money in investments, so I have money to make a down payment. UGH!
There was good news yesterday though. I got a new phone, something else I needed desperately. I now have a camera, and text messaging, and fun ring tones and all that good stuff that other people got to have but I never did. So yay. And I'm getting a $150 rebate! Yay!
what pisses me off
I'll tell you what pisses me off. It's already getting goddamn cold here in NJ and it's only the 7th of September. Right now, at 9:20AM its only 69 degrees out. I had to wear a 3/4 sleeved shirt last night. But you wanna know what pisses me off more than the impending winter months (or maybe it just makes me wish I was there)? Right now its 6:21AM in Scottsdale, AZ. The sun has not yet even risen (I don't think), and its already 84 frickin degrees outside. This is so not fair!
Okay, I have to stop ranting and actually get ready for work, since I have to be there by 10. UGH.
I've been reading A LOT lately. In fact, I've read two books already this week and I'll probably finish a third today. I think I'm just trying to make up for all the books I didn't read while I was attempting to get through Anna Karenina
(I haven't finished it yet, but I only have like 200 pages left and I really really really needed a break from 19th century Russian society).
The books I've read this week I would recommend to anyone. First I read Dan Brown's Angels and Demons, which is sort of, but not really, a prequel to The Da Vinci Code. I mean, it has the same protagonist, but you're not gonna read it and all of a sudden understand something that you didn't get from Da Vinci, you know? Anyway, I read that in like 2 1/2 days, which is quite a feat considering the book is like over 600 pages long.
Next I read this book by Jodi Piccoult called My Sister's Keeper. This was was about a 13 year old girl who was conceived essentially for the purpose of being a bone marrow donor for her sister, who was dying of cancer. The story starts with her suing for medical emancipation from her parents so she doesn't have to donate a kidney to her sister when she gets renal failure. It was a really interesting book. That one took me about 2 1/2 days also.
And now I'm reading a book by Plum Sykes called Bergdorf Blondes. It's weird, its kind of like the Nanny Diaries in that over-exaggerated kind of way, but seeing as the author is a society editor at Vogue or something, you gotta figure there's an ounce or two of truth in there somewhere.
Anyway, I have to figure out what to read next since I'm almost done with the book I'm reading now. I'm not quite ready to pick up Tolstoy again yet. Any suggestions?
quote of the day
Thanks to Dan for emailing me this new (and very current) George W. Bush quote of the day (do you think I should maybe start calling it the quote of the month or something? I've been slacking a little on posting these). Anyway, here it is.
"Our enemies are innovative and resourceful and so are
They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our
country and our people and neither do we."
George W. Bush
August 5, 2004