It’s like olden times or some shit.

It is official- I enjoy living in the 21st century.

I like getting my news in 140 characters.

I like reading books on an electronic device (seriously might be my favorite purchase in recent years).

I like playing games on a system that has more computing power than ever could have been imagined at the time I was born.

I like having a vast amount of information just waiting for the taking at my fingertips.

I do not like however, how reliant I’ve become on the trappings of the modern age.

Especially when one of those trappings goes tits up and I’m left wondering how on earth I am going to find out what is happening in the world.

My beloved Vaio is in the hands of Best Buy right now.  She might have been dropped awhile back and now might be showing the effects of that- in the form of the screen coming apart.  Luckily it was MrBunny who came across it first.  Because I’d have never heard the end of it if it was me.

I’ve got sort of a reputation around my family.  One of Bronco’s nicknames is “The Destroyer” but honestly, it would fit me just as well.  I am hard on belongings- just ask the people at Stride Rite who probably cringed when they saw my mother coming into the store (do they even do the “if your kid wears the shoes out before they outgrow them we’ll replace them” anymore?  Better question- does Stride Rite even exist anymore?).  Shoes never last longer than a year, and that is doing really well.  Clothes?  I’ve ripped the knees out of more pants than Bear Grylls.

But nothing comes close to electronics.  I can kill an electronic device in record time.  The fact that the computer has lasted as long as it has is really a shock.

Anyways, my computer is gone.  And of course we have to buy a car.

How on earth did people buy cars before the internet?  I can not even fathom what a pain in the ass situation that would have been.  I’ve looked at more spec sheets than really should be allowed.  As it stands right now I don’t know my Honda from my Audi.  The thought of looking at one more MGP rating makes me want to rip out my hair.

What I need to have happen is this: I’m going to sleep here in a little bit- when I wake up I would like a new car in my driveway.  It needs to be an automatic (no more two stick shifts for us!), be slightly bigger than the retiring Matrix, and fold flat- as in the back of car needs to be all level so that dogs and bags can coincide in harmony.

First person to deliver said car will receive my adoring love and affection.  And pretty much anything else they ask for.

I’d caution against asking for the laptop- I think the dog knocked it over or something.

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About Amanda Broyles

Amanda is amazing. Amanda is spectacular. Amanda is humble. Amanda is also a full time college student so take pity on her and don't complain when her TV reviews aren't up immediately following an episode.
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One Response to It’s like olden times or some shit.

  1. hikerchick says:

    I wondered where you’d been. How’s the foot? When we were car shopping, it was between a Subaru Outback and a Nissan Rogue. We wanted AWD. We bought the Outback (my husband’s choice). I still long for a Rogue. Plus the Rogue gets better MPG’s.

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