As can be seen in the previous post, I am driving a rental car while the damage from last month's accident is finally repaired. Unfortunately, instead of my little Honda Civic Hybrid, I'm driving something called a Grand Marquis, made by Lincoln-Mercury. And it's big. Maybe twice the size of my car. And I'm probably going to have to fill it up with gas every couple of hours, as opposed to every two weeks with my own car. Not only am I terrified driving it--feels like I'm driving a slab of concrete, really--but I just feel... wrong inside of it. It's just so not me.

On the other hand, if that hadn't been returned while I was at the rental place, all they would have had for me would have been an SUV. So... bird in the hand...