As you can see below, I have no accent! We were discussing this very subject on Sunday at Ben's. For the record, Barry = bury = berry. The weirdest thing is when people learn a foreign language with an accent. My friend studied abroad in the north of France, and I have to listen really hard to understand his French because they speak it a little differently there. I wish I had a Quebecois accent in French, but unfortunately I have an American accent!

I have a little down time before ballet class. I just had a mishap with Brian's car. In fact, I'm feeling like I might buy a car very soon instead of waiting until May when I finish school as was previously planned. I don't think I can stand one more bus ride with the lowest level of San Diego society.

I wanted to get an old diesel Mercedes and have it rigged to run on vegetable oil, but the more I think about all the hassle involved with that, the less appealing it seems. I think once it becomes more common, I'll go for it, but I'm not so much of a do-it-yourselfer that I'll enjoy collecting old oil and taking care of a car that's almost as old as me (and German). Instead I'm going to take the hoopty route. Ooh look, a 15 year-old Civic hatchback. How fitting that I'll have the same car at 26 that I had at 16. If any of you remember my little brown "bucket," though, it was an awesome ride. I was really sad when it died. None of the four cars I've had since then have compared.

What do you think??
It would match my favorite pair of shoes.

WWDKS?
What Would Danity Kane Say??

NOT a Showstopper, but you know those bitches drive Civics.