So I'm rewarding myself by totally jerking around on the internet this afternoon. I'm such a bad worker.
So get this -- they're releasing the Mini in the United States! And it looks totally radicool! I'd throw you a link, but I read about it in Newsweek, so you'll just have to find one yourself. I'm so excited! I wish someone had told me about it sooner, though, because now I have this car that isn't a Mini. I love Mini's. When I was in Europe I totally wanted one. But it's okay that I can't get one right away, because they might release a convertible version in a few years! I won't be the first person on my block to have one by then, though, and that's kind of a bummer, but man. I don't even know why I like them so much -- I guess because they're cute.
Know what other kind of car I want? A 1964 Dodge Dart, in orange or blue. Or an Impala, convertible, metallic purple, with white interior. I don't what year because I don't know much about Impalas, but rappers are always going on about "six-four Impalas", so I guess I probably want a '64. I'll amend that later if I find a better year.
Or an old pickup, like from the 1940's or '50's, nice American model like a Chevy or a Ford. I like how tall and round they are.
I need to find a car guy to date. (By that I mean "to go out with", not "up until this point").