HotPants Has Wheels and the Colour Orange

Before I get to the exciting news, I have a question: What is your favourite colour? I thought this was pretty interesting as orange is my favourite colour and supposedly this is what it means:

Orange

What it represents: OK, orange is not exactly the easiest color to wear and it’s not the most common favorite color, but guess what? Orange is as sensual as it gets. Orange is a mellowed red — and it takes primal, lusty urges and mellows them with a softer vibe. Orange is the color of early attractions, emotional responses, and inner magnetism. Oh, and one other thing: orange is also close to gold, the color of success and wealth. 

Understanding people who love it: Someone who likes orange is alive with feelings, the ability to nurture, and can intuit a path to success. If your favorite color is orange, you don’t have an “off” switch when it comes to passion. This is all good stuff, but there’s nothing casual about the connections this kind of person usually forges. 

This is pretty much me.  

In other news, I bought a car today.  Heated seats give whole new meaning to my life, and to HotPants! Was it sudden?  No, not really.  I had been thinking about this for a few weeks and what car I wanted.  And now, it's too late to take it back if I don't like it, so it's pretty final.  Just like everything else in my life, it seems surreal to be driving a car, to own a car and now I have to remember to put gas in it too.  Bets on how long it takes me to find myself out of gas because I just haven't had to think about that at all in the last 6 months? I drove it home and except for the car payment, it feels like I will have to return the car in a few days or something.  

Everything in my life seems so temporary and transient.  Relationships, jobs, cars, friends, a full box of popcorn....seriously, I am kind of embarrassed to admit how much popcorn I eat.  Thanks to my did for instilling that habit early in life.

But the most temporary thing of all lately is how long I am mad at Oz over something.  Yes, indeed we are back at it (the girly stuff was his mother's, from her visit), had a great weekend and now I am tired of this whole thing once again.  What is my problem?  It's like neither of us ever knows what we want.  I'm really kind of tired of it.  Problem is, when it's good, it's really good and when it's bad...I couldn't feel more apathetic.  We very much play off of each others' perceptions of the others' current mood.  Match made in heaven, right?  Maybe we are too much alike.  We are both Leos after all.  

 I maintain that things should not be this difficult.  So why do I continue?  I have no idea.