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So. My life. My father is coming to Minneapolis tomorrow to help me buy a car. This is going to be my very first car. For a girl who got a dolly (ya know, one of those two wheeled things for the purposes of moving furniture) a year ago and considered it her first pair of wheels, this constitutes a Big Frickin' Life Step. (I've never really owned a bicyle or a pair of roller skates.) I've been doing my research on Toyota Corollas and Honda Civics and learning fun things like what MSRP stands for. Nevertheless, this weekend could potentially see my head explode from very intense car-buying time.