I Am Not A "Regular" Woman!

I used to just take taxis everywhere because it made me feel like a character on Sex and the City.  (I think of myself as a Carrie-Samantha-Charlotte hybrid.  Once, several years ago, I had a Miranda Morning.  It was unsettling).

But then I saw a photograph of Britney Spears driving a car and I had an epiphany: I need a car.

I love my car.  I drive it everywhere.  But holy crap, when did gas get so expensive!?

My mom suggested I just fill up with Regular Gas.  As if!  I am not regular, and I would rather die than use regular gasoline.  My car gets the most expensive fuel available, end of discussion.