i just opened my all too frequent afternoon bottle of coke and i felt all the bubbles through the plastic. that was the coolest. with this new found thrill i expect to be fully diabetic by tuesday. oooh, bubbles.

and also, with the possible car switch coming up, i've been googling honda alot. and whoa, those honda people are serious...about...the...hondas. damn, i mean, really serious. which i suppose i should take as a sign that i will like this car so much that i will want to pimp it into oblivion and spend my evenings wiping it with a diaper. most of the posts i read i didn't understand. words like vtec and roll bar and you know, car things that i don't really understand even if sometimes i do date women. some of it is a little scary, or well, you be the judge:
easier to park than a golf cart, handles like a go cart, big trucks can't always see you but the car is fast enough to get out of their way.
what do we think, scary? i'm not sure. i should mention that those were all meant to be pro comments. the nae comments were very far and few between and always the driver loved the car soooo much that they didn't care that they couldn't use the cup holder (err). i don't know why i'm all of a sudden nervous. if i don't like it, i'm sure my dad won't take me to small claims court. well, reasonably sure. he does want it out of the driveway pretty bad. i do feel sort of like i'm joining a club, or marrying into the big fat greek family of car owners. i promise i will never have HONDA stenciled on my windshield, no matter how much i love this car.