I hate my car. What a mistake. What's weird is I don't mind The Dad's and it's the same car. I hate everything about mine. Every time I ride by an Xterra or see some random one in a parking lot I get mad at myself...
Or see this stupid Jeep on the hill...
I should have gotten another Xterra or Wrangler or FJ... What was I thinking? I feel like I'm in my grandmother's car.... if I had a grandmother - who had a car.
I'm still waiting...
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