sentimental

Bittersweet feeling of getting a car off a dealership lot and parting with another.
Neon was my first car, technically. Now it's not mine. I killed another Neon that was near and dear to J. I guess I understand some of her feelings better.
Actually learned a couple things about J, but I should have known anyway. I guess just hearing her say aloud the fact of why she's antichurch explained why we are together.
J is too perfect a match for me it seems. She can't control certain elements of her being like curly hair or paleness, but she doesn't wear  eye makeup or have a tattoo, which would look silly on her.
So much about J she keeps to herself. I probably talk too much, hence she knows me so well. I think my favorite birthday present from her was my Powerpuff Girls cake.  Oddly, I had never watched the show before but owned a Buttercup pencil sharpener.
As I type,  I see two months from now I'll be 36 which means my brother is now 39. He will get a text since he won't get his card where he's currently.