Baby You Can Drive My Car....

I just got home from work and my feet are killing me. Oh well, a small price to pay for the career I chose. I think I may just stay in tonight because I'm so tired.

And in other news...I'm looking into buying a new car. It's probably going to be my first major purchase of anything since I graduated from university. I hate my Corolla. I know next to nothing about automobile stuff. I still don't even know how to change the oil in my car or change a flat tire. Isn't that why we have cell phones- to call for assistance? Heck, I can barely even get the hood of the car open. . If you told me to point to the carborator in a car, all you would get would be a confused look. Not exactly my forte. Now, put me in front of a cardiac monitor and I'd be able to tell you the specific dysryhthmia, pharmacological intervention, and nursing intervention.

I'm not exactly the type of person that would get a flashy car. I'd probably choose practical over stylish. I'm stuck between buying a Toyota RAV4 or a Honda Civic. It's just me driving it. I'm not hauling around a kiddie soccer team or anything like that. Frankly, (who says "frankly" anymore?) I think those two vehicles would be a good fit for a single girl like me. They look cute. Of course "cute" isn't a factor when I'm buying it...I'm just saying. Only 2 more pay periods (1 month) till I can at least put a down payment on one of those.