Some you win, some you lose

And so, after a Monday that was so ludicrous it's not even worth mentioning, on Tuesday I picked up my little car and signed lots of money away to insurance companies and car sellers. I got lost in the dark on the way home from picking it up, but managed to get back without accident or incident. We tested it out on the way to a friend's house at 1am last night, and today have done UBC library, Mountain Equipment Co-Op and Safeway. It goes.... although it is not the most trendy of cars, being a 1990 Mazda. Denise has decided that its "angular curves" (is this an oxymoron?) are a sign that my car is gay. It currently awaits a suitable name. Offers of such below please.



Before Dan can post a comment here, I would like to say that his car and mine are never meeting, even if their owners ever do, as he has just taken possession of a limited edition Merc which I am hankering for a ride in. I'm sure cars can have inadequacy issues too.

The only trouble with this car is that it doesn't have a passenger side mirror (which freaks me out and I keep parking right up to the kerb cos I can't see bugger all) and the back number plate isn't on yet, as the screws that held the last one on are so rusted we couldn't get it off and had to destroy it (here number plates go with the driver, so I have my own set). And I nearly got personalised plates by complete accident! They are three numbers and then JER - if only it was JEN. Easy to remember anyway. So a trip to 'Canadian Tire' is in order soon, to see if I can get the little buggers to unrust.

At least the radio works.... and now I can go to Granville Island and stock up on some of the best food in Vancouver....... even though I spent all my money on the car....... damn.