fairyrune | So Long, Celine...

Remember back in September, when I was so excited because I had finally purchased my very own automobile? Remember how I named her Celine, because I saw Underworld too many times, and I think the main character is uber? Well, Celine is leaving me.

We first realized there was a problem when my temporary registration expired in November, and we still hadn't received the permanent registration. So we called the dealership. They said that the original title for the car, which is necessary for registration, was in California, the state where the car was orignally purchased. California kept blaming the wild fires for not getting the title to New York, so the dealership gave me dealer plates as a temporary measure until they got California to get off their asses and send them the title.

It is now January. Still no title, still no permanent registration. We called the dealership again to find out what's going on. They called us back, said that they've found another problem with the car, and that I'll have to bring it back and get another one. They didn't give us specifics as to what the problem is.

I won't have to pay anything extra for the new car; they're going to transfer the money I've already paid for Celine over. We're going to pick one out on Monday.

Mom thinks that somebody's ex took the car to New York without telling them. Rich

aziraphalesshop thinks my backseat has drugs hidden in it. I'm not sure what I think.

So long Celine. It's been nice knowing you. I hope you have a good life, whatever your situation is. I'll miss you.

Oh well. Maybe I'll get a better car this time. Maybe they'll give me a Mini Cooper...