My life has been consumed by wanderlust. If anyone needs a ride somewhere in the next little while, I’m still excited enough about being able to actually GO PLACES with relative EASE AND COMFORT that I’ll probably take you almost anywhere for the low, low price of gas.

Yes, I know that with the price of gas these days the skytrain is probably cheaper - but my car has a trunk, does not smell like feet, and the only scary person you need to sit next to is me.

One of the more amusing side effects of driving instead of taking transit is that I now have to adjust my ideas of how long it takes to get anywhere. Things that used to be an hour away are now 20 minutes. anything that took 30 minutes now takes about 5. It’s really fairly perplexing, and means that I’m freakishly early for EVERYTHING. So my already obscenely short tolerance for anyone who is late has been shortened even further.

But, small price to pay. So if you’d like to come and break the time/space continuum with me even further, let me know. I’m thinking specifically about trips to Ikea and Target - but really, my enthusiasm is still so unbridled at this point that I’d probably drive across town to pick someone up and take them 3 blocks to buy milk.

I put 200kms on the new car today. I am drunk on mobility. It’s amazing how small the city just got.

It was quite fun to show up at the home of the parental units randomly. They live about 70kms away, so they were very surprised when I showed up without warning. They were obviously a little perplexed about how I managed to get there; when I told them “In my car!” they were shocked to say the least - they had no idea I’d made the purchase.

After eleventy frillion rounds of “No Way!” “Yes Way!” they (mom, dad, brothers) all took turns driving it around the block, then mom made me dinner. I could get used to that.

Also, I do believe I now totally need this.

The Safety Girl Roadside Emergency Kit contains serious roadside emergency supplies like an emergency blanket, first aid supplies and instructions to change a flat tire, but it also contains other “emergency” items like chocolate, nail file, aromatherapy headache remedy and more!

Yes, the shameless gift-plugging continues. It’s available at Beauty Mark on Denman for those inclined.

I think the car has a name: J’lo, the big booty ho.

How did this come about? I’ll let the IM log speak for itself:

todd: what kind is it?
peechie: ‘96 geo metro, white
todd: teardrop style?
peechie: yes, except no - it’s a 4 door sedan, so it has a trunk.
todd: trunks are good
peechie: indeed
todd: for to put the junk in
peechie: yes, I’m a fan of junk in the trunk
todd: me too.

And thus, a star is born.