so my irish roots are coming out. (so are my grey ones...) sue me. and i know it's not morning. it's 2:24 and i'm eating chic-fil-a. speaking of which, the guy who waited on me was oh-way-so-obviously gay. explain that one.
anyway... my manager at work needed to move a television so i asked tim to borrow a truck, which he did. (thanks SO much, tim.) while i was at the dealership, i looked at the cars he had. i was stuck on a truck (haha, that rhymed) but changed my mind when i saw a bmw and a volvo. i'm not a brand whore - i'm really not - but they both caught my attention.
the bmw is out of my price range but the volvo is just below my maximum. so, i asked to test drive it... (tim, i didn't have time to tell you but i got lost. sorry.) i'm in love with it. it's a 2002 volvo s60 t5. just 62k miles. leather seats. sunroof. automatic. power everything. black, which meets my requirement of not-another white vehicle.
we're gonna talk about it later today... perhaps i'll be in a new car soon. yay me! if not that one, some car. soon. but i really like that one.
oh... i'm taking donations. mail them to me or send me an email at mathewneedsmoneyforanewcar@mathewwithonet.net.
in other business, i'm bored.
i have to be at work at five and have no clue what i will wear. i think i should probably run lines with myself, too. not sure what scenes we're shooting this weekend.
hmmm. strawberry milkshakes from chic-fil-a are oh-so-tasty. yeah. it's melting. i gotta go.
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