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All things have come to a screeching halt over here at Little Bits, because our car broke down. You just don't realize how much you need a car and how important it is until you don't have one. Keep in mind that I live in the Northeast, where public transportation is only something that you can rely on if you carry a firearm in your purse. Most people around here don't use it, and even if I wanted to there is no bus line that comes to my city anyway, and the next city over where I could conceivably catch a bus is too far to walk. So... I have had to rely on the kindness of friends and family this past week as A* and I continue the Great Car Search of 2006.

A* and I share a car, and most of the time this is no problem. He doesn't have a (legal) driver's license, so most of the time I'm driving anyway. But when you only have one car, and one breaks, then you are up the creek. So we have been frantically trying to find a car that both fits into our almost nonexistent budget and that someone will let me have, because my credit is very, very bad. We went to a couple of dealerships over the weekend, and with the amount of money that I would have to put down just to begin making payments... well, I could just buy myself a new car with that downpayment. We also didn't want to have to involve a co-signer, because of the whole Responsible Adults thing and the fact that we are getting married so would just like to do things on our own. After a lot of discussion, some tears, and one email where I said to "just forget it", my dad agreed to co-sign for us, but like I said, this was not without some serious lecturing and promise making, and truthfully I would just rather not involve him, especially since he made such a big deal. Not that I'm really blaming him... after all, I don't have the greatest track record, but for God's sake you make a mistake when you're 18 and screw up your credit, then conveniently forget all about it until you are 25 and want to buy a car... anyway, I'm not 18 anymore and I do pay my bills.

But we finally stumbled onto an independent car lot and the man there said he would be willing to work with us. Tonight we are going back up there to test drive the two cars that we could possibly have. The payments are a lot higher than I wanted them to be, but seeing as no one else will even take us to look at the lot, I'm guessing this is one of the only choices.

So keep your fingers crossed that things work out, and that I don't have to ride to work anymore with my Stalker. She's loving it, but I am not. In fact, I may have to poke someone's eyes out if I have to ride one more week and listen to her complain about everything under the sun. Just keep your fingers crossed, for the good of my sanity, please?