bunnyslope (bunnyslope) wrote,
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Oh, yeah, we're driving a different car now

Can't say 'new' 'cuz it ain't. It's a 1997 Nissan Sentra, and it's been dubbed "The UN-Oscar" (I thought it was funny). I've actually been trying to refrain from calling the bug Oscar anymore. I don't really know why. Probably because I feel self-conscious now. How many psychological implications can we find in my NOT calling it Oscar? How many can we find in my CALLING it Oscar? I kind of feel like I'm going crazy either way...hmm...what does THAT mean? Anyway...

The Nissan ran great, and except for some faded paint on the roof, looked great, was a decent asking price for the condition it was in, and was the cleanest of all the used cars we had test driven up to that point. So we bought it. Whoo-hoo. Go us.

I'm tired of loving a car. I'm tired of having to worry and work on it, and pay special attention to it. I loved Oscar, and I loved loving it. I liked putting time and effort into a car that made me smile every time I saw it. But that is over now. I don't want to have to love this car. I hope all I have to do is oil changes, tune-ups, and whatever is routinely necessary. All I need to do is get places. I think it was a good buy. Our roommate's dad says his has over 300,000 miles on it. Awesome.
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