r e d.chilipepper

i got my baby...

someone needs to slap or pinch me. really hard. things are going way too nicely and i keep feeling like i need to wake up. maybe i should ram myself into the wall a few times. even if i draw blood and my nose is broken, at least i'll know it's for real.

i bought my first car yesterday. it was sort of a surreal experience, because compared to the first few dealers i went to, the guys yesterday were unbelievably kind and very considerate. i'm going to write them a glowing letter, but i *strongly* recommend you visit the serramonte honda dealer if you're in the market for a car soon. these people were impeccable in integrity and service.

last night, my car was delivered to me. i decided to go manual, despite all the brou ha ha that i'm going to die on the hills (which i probably will), and despite the fact that i've never owned a stick car or driven one for more than 1 mile.

the car arrived at 9:30 and i took it for a spin with one of the salesmen. mmm... the clutch on my baby catches *so* nicely, and i love it. it's soooooo bootiful. someday it's going to break some man's heart, just like its owner =P.

any suggestions for a name for a crimson on beige honda civic? poor suggestions from goonley like "rcp-mobile" aren't really cutting it.