Holy lovely day, Batman. It's 44 degrees right now! I was able to drive around with the windows down a bit in my new car.
Yep, that's right! I have a new car. I'm not sure the name "Barbie" is going to stick, though. For whatever reason, I feel like calling her "Lady Penelope." I'm sure I'll settle on something one of these days.
Regardless of her name, I like her. The rental I drove for a week didn't feel right at all. I just wasn't comfortable in it. But my Malibu feels like a perfect fit. It's a good car.
Once I got back to Minneapolis, I installed my Dashboard Driver Yoda. That was one of my Christmas presents from The Boy I Currently Like. I went for a drive to get quarters and supplies so I can start making food for tomorrow, but despite the bumps I drove over, he didn't say anything. I'm sure that'll change once I hit some of the shittier streets in town.
Hopefully, this marks the end of my car drama for a while. I could use a bit of a break from the stress, you know?