oh, you stupid cat.

after 3 years, he finally fucking threw up on my bed.

*grumble*

*goes to put the comforter in the wash*

poor finances to the rescue.

there shall be no SUV. so it was, so it forever shall be.

actually, we can't afford the one we (he) wanted. so it's looking more like a honda civic sedan, because apparently there are only 2 manufacturers who can make a telescoping steering wheel, which is remarkably important when you're not the same physical dimensions as your average crash test dummy. w00t little car.

respite.

new job starts tomorrow. i am, of course, uncontainably nervous. moving from a very, one might say excessively casual, effectively all-male engineering firm to a church office is a professional shift of titanic proportions.

wow, that was a cool sentence.

anyway. i've never been one to take uncertainty quietly. i don't like surprises. i like to have things planned out beforehand. i adore routine. this probably has something to do with OCD and the like, but hey. it's how i am. the problem here is that i have absolutely no idea what is going to happen tomorrow. i'm not even sure when i'm supposed to be there. i think i'll shoot for 8:30.

rrrr.

i guess i'll try to enjoy the rest of my vacation.

cravings.

i think passover is getting to me. i dreamt of eating cake all last night. and i don't even like cake.

and it's only halfway through. i think i shall go forth in search of bagels tuesday night. bagels are much preferable to cake.

small-minded, petty bourgeois.

so we are doing something i never thought i would have to admit to: we are considering buying an SUV.

a small one. a small, comparatively fuel-efficient (compared to other SUVs, that is... after getting 45MPG, nothing else really seems to warrant the label "fuel-efficient"), japanese one, of the "grocery-getter" variety. but an SUV nonetheless.

the logic is as follows: we need a second car. he needs one in which he can haul computers and their accoutrements around. it would be more logical to give me the car that is practically costing more to keep on the road than it's worth at this point (yet another timing belt change coming up), and let him start putting the 25,000 miles a year on a new car. and three years from now, when he's done getting his degree, will be the best time, if any, to spawn.

and at that point, a car with several thousand miles on it, but one that was explicitly designed to handle spawn, would sort of be practical. and it seems silly, not to say financially unwise, to buy another small, fuel-efficient car now, and then have to get another, bigger one anyway in only 3 years.

we are... disenchanted with volkswagen. not only is the rabbitgolf no longer offered with the TDI engine, we have had significantly bad experiences with VW's dealers and so-called trained mechanics. especially when it comes to servicing TDIs. hence the consideration of a small, sort-of-fuel-efficient SUV.

wibble.

and also, whoever names the quote gets a carrot.