So on Wednesday evening my car passed away (aka the cougar, the gangsta car, the grandma car). It lived a good life. Drove me from place to place, dependable, hard working. Yet it was just its time. So, since my office is over 30 miles from my house I figure I'm gonna have to buy another car. Let me just say that car shopping is stressful. I'm not enjoying it (probably because I was not planning to buy a car). One would think that buying a car would be exciting, but it's not. So to all you car buying veterans out there, I commend you. I'm going to look at some more tomorrow and hopefully it will go well. So goodbye to you my gangsta car. You will be missed.