It's seven pm, i'm still at work. Yes, i tell you these things because I want you to think i'm a hard worker.

But sitting here, with nobody around, just doing work, one really does start to go crazy. I find myself pondering over and over again, on why an elevator with only two floors would have individual buttons dedicated to Floor 1 and Floor 2. What kind of grand engineering is that? When you're on the top floor, the elevator can't figure out it needs to go DOWN?

There's plenty of other things to ponder, like why exactly the person who invited the keyboard/typewriter put the keys where he did? Was there a reason (actually, i think there was, but don't think too hard about it)? And who is QWERTY? Is he related to Q-Bert?

Why do Filipinos call themselves asians, but sometimes Pacific Islanders? Would that make Hawaiians who are Pacific Islanders also Asian? And Japan and Taiwan would be islands in the pacific as well.

Why is the saying "Third time's a charm" when "Three Strikes and you're out"? And, "The grass is always greener on the other side" but you'd "rather not be in his shoes"?

And why do people say something "was on it like white on rice"? I think I should take personal offense to that. I think it should at least be modified to "yellow on fried rice".

Also, why does wicked and sick both mean something positive when they are defined as negative ideas?

Yes, i've been at work far too long.

Xanga sucks. I know i haven't written in it for a long time, but shoot, thanks for not caring guys.

Co-op is almost over. Can't say i'm sad, but can't say i'm happy. The flow of income i've enjoyed (and spent) in the past five months have been very pleasant. Unfortunately, in hindsight, I probably shouldn't have spent as much as I did, especially now that I've talked to my mom and was informed of a family responsibility that we must work together in clearing. Yea, sucks to be the good son.

Enough about money and cars and crap, it's just depressing. I need to talk about something more interesting, like girls!

Yea, girls. They've been on my mind recently. Especially that angel from NC that i'll probably never see again. Makes me wonder if my future infatuations will ever be the same, i mean, shoot, it's the mystery of never knowing that really gets my rocks off. Just another minute... what would have happened? Yea.. just another minute..

Speaking of idiotic ponderings, my co-worker Ankit was following Cricket today at work. Some big ass world cup of Cricket or some crap. What the hell is cricket? (rhetorical, so shut up, i know what cricket is). I'll tell you what it is from my ignorant American holier-then-thou standpoint: it's retarded baseball. You have this 'pitcher' who's retarded, and throws the ball all retarded. He can't even get it over the plate! what a dumb ass. And then, instead of running in a circle, the batter just runs to the pitcher, taunts him, and runs back. And they're so stupid in Cricket that they have to run two at a time to score. See what happens when countries without Independance plays sports? Yea, they have to have a partner.

Of course, I can say more, but i'm only teasing. Cricket is like Soccer. And much like Soccer, where everyone else but America thinks it should be called Football, Cricket is the same, it's just the confused retarded version of Baseball.

What's next? Some dumb ass is going to get two teams of 5, dribble a ball down the court, and then try to BOUNCE the ball into the hoop?

Alright, I wanted to write more about the NC trip, but I think I got most of it off my chest. The only other interesting things would be paying homage to Philip Morris. Here's a flashback:



And remember this?


Well, here's my new toy from Taiwan:


See? it's true. So:


So yea, that's pretty much my trip to NC. If you'd like to see more pics of the event, there are pics at Tran's webpage gallery: Click here, but ignore my drunk ass. The pics I took should be there too.

And if you want to see more pics of her, you can see them at http://www.sexytran.com/gallery. She seems to think she's sexy (as per her URL), but I can only say she's cute (sometimes).

¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Summary, part 2:

Sunday: So i get home sunday night, expecting my mom to be home already, but she wasn't. I find this movie I borrowed from my friend a while back and decide to watch it. It's called 100 Girls, and it's probably one of the best movies I've ever watched. It's definately in running to be on my top ten list. And no, it's not porn. I think.

My mom doesn't get back to 3 am, and my tired ass has to lug suitcases up the stairs. At least I got new toys from Taiwan. And money. Lots and lots of money. But don't come moochin off me just yet, I gave it all to my mom. Why? Cuz i'm a good son. And... cuz it was all in taiwanese money anyway...

Final note:

Damn, Rico! You are... 83%

dateable! Attractive and confident, witty and charming, a healthy
ambrosia-based diet... you're wanted in the 48 contiguous states, you
slayer. Call me. Seduce me. Make me a woman (or man.) Not only do you
know how to turn a girl's (or guy's) engines on, but you also know how to oil,
lube and rotate it. You put the "elation" back into "relationship," and
the "night" back into "one-night stand."

Gotta love the car analogy.

people more dateable than you (5%)
people just as dateable as you (4%)
people less dateable than you (89%)

Haha, i amaze even myself sometimes.

¿MyStiFieD? Weekend, North Carolina (and Jersey... and... taiwan) update:

First, a picture to give you a visual:

That's right, the sexy girls that Ankit and I had the pleasure of being with this weekend. Right. Anyway. Proceeding.

Thursday night: Drove seven hours to North Carolina. Many a redneck, hillbilly, banjo, and miscellaneous jokes were thrown into the air. We drove in a Saturn, so many dent resistant side panel jokes were thrown too. I started cringing when our driver began pointing out every saturn on the road. But don't worry, I got her back (see sunday).

Friday: Arrived in NC, had our own apartment. Went to pass out and realized that guy's apt that we were staying at was very fruity. I mean, don't get me wrong, I appreciate the fact that he let us use his place while he was away... but holy shit, the place was so clean and prestine. NO GUY lives like that unless he's gay. The final straw? Candles in the bathroom. Let me stress the 's'. That's right, plural. More then one candle. Homo? You be the jury.

Woke up, went to play, saw some true southern people, and it was great. Went to the mall, saw some more southern people. After that, we got ditched by our host, since she was invited to a 50 dollar plate dinner with her co-workers. We chilled, napped, and got ready to go out.

After our host came home, we headed out to a bar/club called Players. It was possibly the greatest experience in my life. Not only was it just fun dancin and drinking, but it seemed like people in NC were less concerned with how they acted. Everyone was pretty much dancing with everyone. I got to dance with the most beautiful asian girl ever. Her smile... my god... made my knees go weak. And then she started talking to me. Of course, i'm a pansy and had no idea what to say, and the next thing I knew, my friends were gone. Instead of you know, being cool and saying "i'll be back" or "i have to go, can I have your number?" I just turned around and peaced out on her. ARGH. I feel like such a moron. I'm still kicking myself.

*Pause*
So, if you are out there, and you somehow, by some miracle, are reading my blog, please contact me. You are the most beautiful, most perfect girl I think I have ever met in my life. Your smile is permanently imbedded in my brain. I run what if's through my mind all the time, like what if i just stayed another minute and asked you for your number. So if it's in our destiny to meet again, I hope you will even remember me.
*Unpause*

But yes, she was beautiful, tall, with curly hair. It's the fact that I will never know what would have happened if I stayed that really eats at me... sigh.

Saturday: Went to the NC Natural Science Museum with everyone. I took a bunch of pictures, and I was prepared to tell a fake story of how I went hiking and saw the most amazing creatures and landscapes ever, but of course, my camera is shitty and I lost them. Ah well. After that, we prepared for a person's bday party, where we ate at this restaurant with the funniest phone number in the world. I will never forget it. 829-2518. Basically, Tran (the girl we drove down with), asked what time we were going to eat while the other girl was calling information to get the number. So right when she said Eight to Nine, to five, one eight, Tran thought that she was saying the time. It took her a few minutes to realize she was just reciting the phone number to dial.

Oh yea, also went to Duke University and Chapel Hill where this big ass church was:


So then, we went to dinner, went to some clubs where ankit turned on his macking skills:

and went to another co-worker's house where we had tequila shots:

until some people passed out:


Oh yea, Tran also confessed that she hated me, which was pretty much the epitomy of the love-hate relationship we developed in our short time together. And even if she hates me, I appreciate her playful personality and her ability to take it as well as she dishes it.

Sunday: Drove home. Tran got a taste of the Saturn Dance, basically the uncool version of that Mitsubishi Eclipse commercial where the girl is popping. I did this whenever I passed a Saturn. That's what she gets for pointing at every Saturn on the way down.

Also, this was Ankit's navigational skills at it's best:


Oh, and I just like this picture. I'm not going to explain why, but you can ask me if you want:


Wait, there's still more. Hell yea, long weekend.

Sunday (cont): Drove to Jersey to wait for my mom who didn't come home from Taiwan until 3 am. Got my presents, my chinese new year money, said good night and passed out. I have plenty of stories about Taiwan too, but this entry has become too long.

More tomorrow!

Who was my 9000th hit? Nobody wants there prize? I need screenshots damn it! Tired of 3-4 people all telling me they were 9000. That's impossible.
So here's my day today:

Wake up at 6 am. Too early. Go back to sleep.

Turn off alarm at 7:30. Go back to sleep.

Snooze second alarm at 7:45. Go back to sleep.

Hit snooze on the alarm at least 4 more times. Shit, it's 9 am.

Run, get ready, suddenly lose train of thought and begin to surf internet. NO. Damn it, i'm LATE. Run to car.
Get stuck in traffic. Curse alot. Stop cursing. Listen to Howard Stern. I laugh.

Get to work, see note saying I should be at a meeting. Don't believe note. Start up computer. Start up Outlook. Outlook says i should be at a meeting too. Run to meeting.

Get comments thrown at me about how I work banker's hours. Cringe in fear.

Think about all the crap I have to do at work today.
Get out of meeting, only to find out I have another meeting. Curse some more. Desk has crapload of work for me to do. Cry a little.
Go to next meeting. Start daydreaming of hot girls. Start daydreaming of girls i've been attracted to.
Co-worker asks me if i'm paying attention. I say no. I tell him about hot girls. He laughs. I continue daydream.

Meeting is adjourned. Run back to desk, proceed to do massive amounts of work.
For 15 minutes.
Go to lunch.
Mm. Good.

Come back, proceed to do massive amounts of work until now. People still think it's funny to throw even more work at me.

I spend a few moments telling everyone in my department that the next set of interns who come here will break down crying and quit, because they aren't super like us. Somehow co-workers don't believe me. They laugh, I laugh at them. They'll see.

Now i'm just doing more work, waiting for 6 pm, so I can go home, sleep, and get ready to go to North Carolina.

Going south for the winter. This snow shit sucks my balls.

As of 5:15 pm, 21 hits to 9000! I have the greatest fans in the world.

Nothing interesting but snow. I tell ya wut tho, I be missin da car, fer real. It mayks me wunt tah cry. Boo hoo.

Really, i'm going through car withdrawals. I want my damn intake manifold and 57mm tb so I can throw that shit on and go a little bit faster. Vroom vroom. I'm dying. The stupid snow isn't helping. Can't park a car that's 2 inches off the ground in 10 inches of snow. More if you consider the fact that snow plows have been piling that shit on top of the cars on the side of the road. I dunno what I'm gonna do what my mom gets back from Taiwan. Then I'll have to give her back the 4runner and figure out how to drive through a foot of snow.

It'll be a new learning experience, but shit, makes me want an Audi A4, or something else with awd that can handle the pain.

Oh yes, tomorrow I'll be leaving for North Carolina with my co-worker. Should be fun. I hope he doesn't get all homo when he's drunk. Seems like the type.

No glove, no love.

That time of the month again. Who wants to be my 9000th hit? Some people have asked me where the hit counter is. Well, look in the right column, it's right there.

Next topic: I love finding my name mentioned on other people's blogs/online-journals/xangas. My friend Annie wrote the following line when talking about people's journals: "For example, my buddy mystic tends to enjoy the vibrancy (word?) of purple and enjoys the mystique of being mystified. He holds himself well in that category with his journal entries and and even in person (sometimes). "
I'm not exactly sure how to decipher her sentence. I'm sure it's smothered with good intention, but mystique of being mystified? I think it's suppose to be (at the very least), "the mystique of mystifying" Because, i'm not the one that's being "confused, puzzled or obscured". I think i'm suppose to the one who makes other people feel that way. But then again, this puzzling predicament has indeed made me feel ¿MyStiFieD?. Touché
Regardless, visit here Live Journal here. Oh, and she's hot, so feel free to try to steal her away from her current boyfriend. I know i'm trying. *Wink wink, nudge nudge*

And for everyone out there, if you'd like a plug of your xanga/blog/online-journal, just talk about me, and let me know about it. I'll be more then happy to show you showing me off. Plug me and i'll plug you. No innuendo intended. Seriously (not).

Next topic: Cars that made a futile attempt to go to work:





And a little picture that i'd like to call The Aftermath.


You sick of seeing all the snow on my blog? Yea. Well fuck you, I'm sick of seeing it IN PERSON.

¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Summary:




In the pic below, you can see the metal rim to the left is actually a beer keg... so that's how deep the snow is. (assuming you know how tall a beer keg is).




Jeff's Car:


And as of monday, 2:45 pm, it is still coming down.

Nascar doesn't seem so bad when this is happening outside:

and this:

If you look hard, you can see the snow is still falling heavily.

So, perfect reason to stay nice and cozy inside and watch 200 laps of NASCAR!

In all seriousness, nascar is not so bad. I for one am one of those that used to chew up the sport whenever I could. Come on, they don't even turn right. It's just a really big circle, where's all the braking and taking perfect turns? Chicanes? ANYTHING?? No.

But I've come to a realization. Only people that don't know squat about cars bash on Nascar. Think about it, these cars are going 190 miles per hour. They maintain that speed. You can't really turn for squat at that speed. It's all about the raw power of the engine at it's finest. How many import cars can you name that can consistently run 190 mph without blowing up? And please, don't even mention F1 cars or high end sports cars that can do everything.

To sum it up: Take any car you can think of and put it in a Nascar race, i am confident it will NOT win.

But vice versa too, nascar isn't built for those twisty turny roads. It's all about what you like.

And sometimes, I like really fast cars going in a semi-straight line. All you draggers should appreciate that.

Are You A Forgiving Person?
Colorgenics.com quiz.

"You’re not bad at this whole forgiving thing…not bad at all.
Though you don’t offer it up without serious consideration first, you are someone who is able to get over being wronged—to offer true forgiveness—when it is requested with genuine honesty. And you do know the difference. "

Dodge Neon SRT-4. What? A domestic? Yea. A domestic. Its turbo 2.4 liter I4 engine is rated at 215 Horsepower to the flywheel by Chrysler, though actualy dynotests have shown that it pushes close to 250 horsepower TO THE WHEELS. Yes. That means Chrysler was seriously being modest when they put this puppy out. It has been in a numerous road test comparisons versus all cars that you can dream of, including civic SI's, Sentra SER spec-V's, and the infamous WRX. Well, it slaughtered every car in the quarter mile, yes, including the WRX, and just about held its own in the other road tests. And at less then 20,000 dollars, it's definately one of the best 'bangs for your buck'.

Now, I'm suppose to badmouth it too, but there is very little to badmouth. Well, I can begin by saying it's a Neon. It still politely says "Hi" to you, like the old Neon slogons back in the first year it came out. Even with a more aggressive body build and everything, those bulgy circle headlights make the car way too cute for my tastes. The other thing it lacks is a limited slip differential. With such powerful numbers being pushed to the road, driven wrong, you could just smoke the tires all day long.

With that said, I have to mention that I am unfortunately biased in my article. Driving a non-turbo 1997 eclipse myself, I actually share the same 420a engine platform that this turbo neon originates from. It has been known for years now that the neon could be turbo'd, so now it just seems Chrysler/Dodge wants a piece of the action. Not a bad idea. It's a good way to drive a really fast car and not void your warranty.

If you want a car that can only get better as the years go by, this is definately one to keep an eye out for. All wheel drive? Six speed? It already has all the power it needs, now give us more toys.

Audi A4 1.8t. Sure, it may be the little brother of the 3.0 model, but depending on what the driver wants, a very good argument could be made for the turbo model. At 170 horsepower and a 0-60 of 7.9, it isn't a slacker. The famous Quattro All Wheel Drive system is present on both models, but the 3.0 is blessed with a 6-speed manual transmission that launches the 3.0 to 60 in 6.9 seconds. One second difference. So for the daily driver guy who does not care to bring his car to a whole new level of potential, the 3.0 quattro will suit him just fine. It's zippy, throaty V6 with an extra gear will make driving enjoyable in long nights.

Both interiors gleam luxuries passings and sooth you with a comfortable yet functional ride. It is a luxury car after all.

But tuning is where the 1.8t outshines the 3.0. The 1.8t is already shared in a multitude of other cars that are gracing the performance world. Audi TT, Jetta GLS, and Bettle Turbo S all have the same platform, so the engine is very familiar within the tuner world. Being a turbo engine means small upgrades make large difference. For those who desire simple things, special chip upgrades can be made to the car that would boost output by about 40 hp and 55 ft/lbs of torque. This mod itself would bring little brother right behind his v6 sibling. All for a fraction of what it would cost to have purchased the 3.0 to begin with.

The best way to describe the difference between the turbo 1.8t and the naturally aspirated 3.0 is to say that the 1.8t's potential level will continue to soar long after the 3.0 has reached it's peak.

For those with some money to kill, look forward to the new S4, which will again bring out the debate of turbo vs bigger engines. 2.7t vs V8 stuffed in an A4 body.

Nissan 350z. Return of the Z cars, a series of awesome race blooded driver with gear-head maniac tuned cars that have been ravaging the roads since Datsun was around. This two door two seater with it's front engine rear wheel drive setup will make you giggle like a little school girl. I know I have. Sport tuned suspension has a tendency to under-steer as all stock cars usually do, but with 287 Horsepower at the rear wheels and a close-gear six speed, who would want to temp Fate into a miscalculated spinout? Coupled with standard Brembo (an aftermarket company known for great braking products) brake calipers, this Z car lives up to its older brother's reputation.

Of course, to praise the 350z is to praise almost every car that Nissan/Infiniti makes. The Altima, Maxima, and G35 all share the same engine, with minor differences that ultimately can be made the same. The only trait that seems to define the Z car is it's incredible maneuverability through twisting turning roads. On the outside, it's appearance is distinguishable--there is no mistakening it for another car. On the inside, it lacks almost any luxury, since it was built soley for enthusiasts.

For the tuners though, like always, there are options. I hesitate to say that these options will be better then investing in a 350z, since the aftermarket is already starting to spark high interest (Greddy has already made twin-turbos for the 350z), but there are options. For those who wish to stay within the Nissan family, the older 300zx with it's twin turbo v6 pushing 280 horsepower and capability of passing the 500 hp mark with some mechanically inclined modifications should fill your need for speed nicely.

Keep an eye out for the 350z during the next few years though. I'm confident that it will leave it's mark on the performance world, one way or another.

Mazda 6 s. Can you say Zoom-Zoom? Mazda's new Zoom-Zoom slogon is definately being reflected in their new cars. The 6s comes fully loaded with a five speed manual transmission and a 3.0L V6 pushing 220 hp. Acceleration will show it hits 60 in around 8 seconds, with a quarter mile time almost double that. Not bad for a mid-sized family sedan. Of course, if Mazda is known for anything, they are known for their handling and reliability, and not for their ability to push raw power. (Can you say Miata?)

For a front engine, front wheel drive car, the 6's 60/40 weight distribution is not bad at all. Couple that with a low center of gravity, some decent suspension parts, some brakes that'll get you from 60 to stop in under 125 feet and you have one very driveable car.

Of course, I cannot say that it is absolutely the most tuneable car out in the market. To me, the 6 is just what it is: a zippy reliable daily driven car that is fun for getting you from point A to point B. For the tuners, I'd recommend the Mazdaspeed Protege. It's another Mazda that's incredibly driver friendly straight from the factory, but with one key difference: since it is a turbo car, it is ultimately easier to upgrade.

I won't even bother writing about the RX-8. It is a car built on the heritage and fame of the acclaimed RX-7. You can come up with your own opinions on if it holds up to the name or not.

Tune in tomorrow for another car article.

Mitsubishi 3000GT VR4. Twin Turbo V6 pushes 320 horsepower stock and brings power to all four wheels for incredible launches and traction. Cruising at 100 feels like 65, and feel free to turn at ease with ABS brakes and AWS--All four wheels help with turning. Runs mid 13 quarter miles stock, and can easily run 11's with simple tuning. If you know what you're doing and have a small chunk of money burning a hole in your pocket, you can see the car to 10's.

But though it is a very rare and under-rated sports car... there's a reason I bumped it off my top three favorite cars list. Power to weight ratio is no where near superb. Even with AWS, it lacks the finesse of lighter, zippier cars. It's very expensive also. A 93 model will run you 12-15k just for the car, depending on condition. So if you want to compare cars of the same year.. two cars come to mind:
1st Gen GSX which has been known and proven to run 10's and sometimes 9's daily driven--Couple thousand for the car, couple thousand for the mods.
240sx with silvia swap plus mods to bring it up to 400 hp--6-8k for the car, 3k for the swap, another 3k or so for supporting mods.

Just for a reminder, these are my top 3 cars:
BMW M5 - Luxury Sedan at it's finest
Porsche Boxster S - Luxury Roadster, zippy, Car and Driver's top ten 5+ years and counting.
Dodge Viper SRT-10 - Raw American Sports Car Power.

And yes, they aren't the best cars to tune, but these cars are my stock car daily driver use to get girls and have bragging rights cars. If I want to soop up a car... why would I do it on a 50k+ vehicle?

That's what 2 grand project cars are for.

Valentine's Day is on Friday. Even though I still plan on finding a date, I have to remind all of you that this Holiday, like so many others I don't understand, is just another commercialized day to sell shit and promote trinkets like necklaces, chocolates and the infamous rose. How else are they suppose to sell roses? And well, if you don't believe my opinion, or wish to brush me off because I practically say this about every holiday (except my birthday, which by the way, should be a national holiday), then here's a quote from a WOMAN:

"I came to see Valentine's Day for what it is: a third-rate marketing holiday (after Christmas and Halloween) — a cheap, commercial parody of romance designed to foster greed and disappointment (in women) and guilt and resentment (in men)." --You can read her article here.

Well, that's all I have to say about that. Let the Valentine's Day hunt begin.

Weekend summary:
Friday: It snowed like crazy, I made sure I didn't have work. When I found out I didn't, I stayed home and cried happy tears of work-free joy. I proceeded to spend numerous hours playing video games, not writing my blog, and then packed up to go home to jersey. Watched Shanghai Knights with Joe and saw this really really cute girl there. I couldn't tell if she was 15 or 20... but had to be somewhere in that age group. The braces threw me off... braces are cute. But usually for younger girls. I couldn't tell, so I tried to pass her to Joe. Joe digs younger girls.

Saturday: Woke up at FIVE in the morning to freakin go snowboarding. Holy Craptastic, I really hate getting up that early. I think the last time I ever went snowboarding, asian people had yet discovered how fun it was... I don't even remember seeing asian people... maybe back then, I didn't look hard or didn't notice.. .but holy crap, there were like 5 billion asian people snowboarding or skiing. It felt like all of freakin china came, but they were speaking korean! I fell a bunch of small times since I haven't snowboarded for a while... but I think my re-learning curve was a bit slower then my brain perceived it to be... I tried keeping up with Joe on our last to final run, and proceeded to bust my ass like nobody's business. I couldn't move for what felt like a small eternity. It's ok though, cuz Joe proceeded to bust his ass the same way on our final run.... but hardester, since he was jumping a hill.

Sunday: It's early sunday morning now. Joe is at church, and I need my stuff to work on my car. Planning to do that and head back home to Philly.

Thank you snow for getting me out of work, but like a 50 dollar slut... I think it's time for you to leave.

Yesterday I was sick. That's right. Sick of all of YOU! *dum dum, chee*

Bad Joke. Anyway, yes, I was pretty damn sick... maybe it was psychological, but hell, it passed and I feel better now. Not much to write about from yesterday. Just vegged out the whole day, watched cartoons and early afternoon redneck trailer trash shows, and played video games until my eyes bled. Mmm.. .bloody eyes..

Today I want to bring up a topic that I hold dearly in my heart. First though, I want to say that yes, there are certain models of cars out there (What? Come on, you honestly thought this wasn't going to be about cars?) that I really hate. I can name them: Mustangs, Grand Prix, Hyundais, the older altima 2.4 truck engine crap things, I can go on. But yes, just because I don't like them, do NOT mean they suck. Ok, sometimes they suck, but let me continue with my point.

It seems that ignorance oozes from every car club out there. DSM people hate hondas, DSM people hate non-turbo dsms, honda people think they're better then everyone, everyone hates domestics, Toyota people think the supra is the greatest thing in the world, WRX people think they're the best... etc etc. I'm tired of it. Joe showed me this link where a guy busts on the Matrix and says anything Honda can destroy a Matrix--and of course, gets torn to shred... why would you post that on a Matrix forum? That's like going to Iraq and screaming that you love America and being christian. Anyway, these people retort him, but then make a snide remark on Saturns. Low blow man.

Ignorance will make you lose your dignitiy in a race, buddy. The newer Saturns use the same 2.4 liter Ecotec DOHC engine that has been built to run 900+ horsepower on GM's sponsored cavalier for NHRA. Granted, that may be a race built engine, but I have no doubts that a normal schmuck who has some wrench know-how could throw together a turbo kit and rebuild the engine in his 15,000 dollar Saturn for little more then 5000 bones. So that's 20,000 bucks for a car that can reach into the 250+ wheel horsepower range. Of course, based on Saturn's recycled parts and crap-not-used-in-chevy policy (don't quote me on this, i'm just exaggerating, stupidface), i doubt the tranny or axles could hold much higher then that and soon the whole car would have to be overhauled to keep up with the engine's power. But still, i'm just sayin it can be done.

That goes for any car out there. I'm an avid believer that almost ANY car can be turned into a street racing demon. Ever heard of a turbocharged Geo Metro? I have. Waste of money? Sure was. But I bet the guy drops alot of jaws.

If you want to learn more, or would like to ask me a question on what I think you could to to make your crap-mobile run faster, drop me a line.

Don't be surprised if I tell you not to waste your time. Sooping up a Geo Metro isn't exactly cheap.

Yesterday, the water heater broke. Now add in the fact that I'm getting sick and you can understand why I feel like i'm dying. Freezing showers and freezing apendages do not speak well of recoverying from/preventing this cold. Oh, and:

I scored a 59% on the "How Korean R U?" Quizie! What about you?

Haha, it's sad that I scored higher then 350 out of the 900 some people (they had stats at the end, so i'm not making those numbers up) who have taken this test. I'm not even korean. I answered honestly too.

Disclaimer: I took the test purely as a spoof. If any of you korean mofo's flame me for being a wanna be korean, I swear to god I will drown you in kimchi. So shut up and go celebrate Chinese New Year. But you know, now that I'm on this subject, I think I'll continue. So what if a member of another ethnicity knows more about your culture then you do. How can you get angry? You should be EMBARRASSED. Sure, I know alot about korean music, and I hear of the occasional korean actor. Hell, is it my fault I lived in an area where there were alot of down to Earth korean people who aren't all "KP"? Is it my fault that Brian Joo lived in my area and suddenly became part of Fly to the Sky? I like Korean culture as much as I like the Japanese culture and Viet/Laos/Cambodian/Filipino cultures. Sometimes, I don't even think Korean people in America even know what being Korean is about.

Hell, I have a white friend, Matt, who could SCHOOL any asian person about being asian. He has an Korean girl friend. Do you have a Korean girl friend? Do you even have a girlfriend? I bet alot of you are still trying to get one, let alone an asian one. He can speak at least ten phrases in each language and knows almost every one.. How many of you fuckers can say ten things in more then just english and your mother language? I can. He can. What about you?

He knows more about the history of your country and the politics surrounding your country then your sorry ass ever bothered to learn. I admit, I don't care for such things either, but I think I proved my point: There's someone out there who knows more about your culture then you do... so take that five letter word known as pride and shove it up your ass.

I say bravo to people like Matt who care about our culture, our way of life, and our woman. It's a great honor to have be appreciated by non-asians, and everyone should respect those kinds of people. I appreciate people like Matt who take the time to learn about my life and my ways. I just don't understand people who say they're prideful but don't know squat about their own country, but then try to act like they do. Then turn that pride into hate because someone other then their own is making an attempting to learn their culture. Don't hate cause you can't compete. Accept it. It won't be the last time you'll be disappointed in yourself.

kam sa ham ni da, fuckers.

MrMumpie: actually, to be correct
MrMumpie: it's Lunar New Year--
Mystic511: no. SHH.
Mystic511: don't want to hear it.
MrMumpie: hahaha
MrMumpie: gonghefaci, by the way
Mystic511: gorgeousfatchick to you too.
MrMumpie: hahaha
MrMumpie: although, now that i think about it
MrMumpie: the koreans and viets only made it their new year because china forced them too
MrMumpie: so, it is chinese new year
Mystic511: see, see.
Mystic511: i'm gonna quote you on that mister anthropoli-historian
MrMumpie: word

CASE IN POINT. eat it.

Alright, this weekend was Chinese New Year. That's right. For all you viets, koreans, laos, mongols, ducks, chickens, mushrooms, and flakes... it's CHINESE NEW YEAR. Heh. I'm not really going to rub it in, I just thought I'd make it clear.

And what's the big deal with Chinese New Year anyway? This is the first year that anyone has actually gone out of their way to say Happy New Years to me. It's like... ok.. thanks? I don't remember a big deal being made out of it last year... so why this year? Was I just in some kind of coma last year that I didn't notice? Ok, if so, what about the year before? I'm understandably confused, ya know?

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate Chinese New Year very much. It's just that it's always been a family thing and not something I associated with friends and stuff... and of course, definately not expanding beyond the borders of Chinese ethnicity. Hell, i've had white people and indian people say Happy New Years to me. My bad if it's throwing me off guard.

So anyway, on with the weekend summary:

Friday: Homebound. IHOP was closed.. but I got my pancake fix at Denny's. Saw some people there. Paul still looks like Mashimaru.

Saturday: It was rainy, so most people would naturally not try to work on their cars.... but you know me. So the car is jacked up and everything looks good when I'm trying to take off the wheels. Suddenly the wheel lock key crumples and refuses to fit in the wheel locks. I had to go to Deltona Tires, my local and favorite tire place, to have the locks shot off. Of course, to top it off, it started raining even harder. Then watched a free movie (Final Destination 2) with Joe, my Hunnie Maree who flirted her way in for us, and this other girl who I know but don't really know. Then me and Joe met up with Paul Pak-maru and watched Bourne Identity. Good movie.. the director has a twisted sense of humor.

Sunday: Back to the car. Advanced Auto Parts welcomed us in at least 4 times.. .we kept running back and forth to get parts that we didn't realize we needed. The sun set before I wanted it to, and we had to stop for the day and head back to philly. The drive home back to the 4runner was so difficult--my car didn't have brakes.

So tired. My body hurts.

Happy Chinese New Years.

Ps. Give. me. money.