Philibuster

My my, I’ve really been neglecting this haven’t I?

I’ll just ramble aimlessly for a bit then and call it an update I suppose.

If you had told me a few years ago that I would meet the most amazing chick I’ve ever met at a gay bar while they were throwing a “goth prom” and that I’d successfully get said girl’s number, I’d have stared at you blankly cause I wouldn’t know what to say. If you were to continue and say that I would call this girl and arrange the best date I’ve ever been on, one were even in the beginning we were talking so much that the waitress had to come back several times to ask us if we were ready because we forgot to look at the menu, one that after a dinner and a movie we went to a bar to talk and talked almost non stop for 4 or 5 hours, finding out that we have so much in common it would be creepy if it weren’t so awesome, I would have raised an eyebrow, told you were crazy, and to stop using such long run on sentences.

Well all that did happen and Christy and I had our one month this Monday. Things are great and I can’t be happier. She’s a weirdo like me and it’s great having a smart girlfriend who can use words I don’t know. Of course I might have to watch my writing here a little bit more since she’s going for her PhD in English.

My heat tolerance is now pushing up to the extreme. Habanero peppers are no longer cutting it. Now that I have found a couple sources of the insanely hot Ghost chili pepper I can create hot sauces and dishes that will burn your ear hair out. Last week’s spicyaki wings were epic in every sense of the word. Spicyaki is probably my signature dish at the moment and I’m Ok with that.

If you’re wondering what Spicyaki is, it’s simply really hot, homemade teriyaki sauce which we usually put on wings. It’s been getting hotter and hotter every time I make it. I made a “mild” batch for some friends that were coming over and couldn’t take heat. Well it turned out to be pretty spicy anyway. Darn my inability to feel heat, but wait, no don’t darn it at all. It made my girlfriend a believer in hot food. I have a theory that everyone could like spicy food if two condition are met. One, it has to be tasty. Which means the chef has to actually eat it and like it, none of this commerical let’s just make it as hot as possible without any regard for the taste. Two, you have to work people up to it. You can’t just be like this will melt your eyeballs out here you go right out the gate. You also can’t work them up too slow either. You have to challenge them a little. You need to get the endorphins rushing a little. I nailed both of those on the head for my girlfriend who could not stop eating them even though she couldn’t feel her face anymore. How awesome is that. I’m proud.

Pennsic. Pennsic. Pennsic. Well what can I say, too much for this little post. I have a ton of pictures from it and once I have them processed I’ll put them up here as well as a few on facebook too. Pennsic definitely gets it’s own post.

So I’ve been a home owner for one year today. Currently my house is a mess than needs cleaning. My yard is a muddy patch after I tore it up and planted new seed. Still waiting for the new grass to start to take at the moment. No major problems with the house or the neighborhood. Overall I’m still quite pleased.

I took a four day weekend last week to enjoy my birthday. Let’s just say mission accomplished.

I don’t post as much on here anymore. I’m going to start to try and change that.  The only way I know how to at the moment is to just start trying to live up to its’ name. Or at least the real word instead of the pun I use. So I’ll just talk. I recently had to end a relationship I was in. I didn’t want to end it but honestly it had been moving in that direction anyway. The reason I ended it was because she stole from me. Now she says she didn’t but I don’t believe her. I checked my wallet before she came over 43 dollars. Five mins before she came over in fact. After she left I checked it again. Remember I did say that the relationship had been going down hill anyway the fact I’m checking my wallet before and after she comes over, well that tells you something doesn’t it. Anyway upon the second check lo and behold 23 dollars. The final straw if you will.

We had described our relationship as a roller coaster and that turned out to be a pretty good summary. You start out with a relatively slow climb big huge drop off with lots of thrills and then as gravity starts slowing you down and things go up and down with one last big dip at the end as a sort of last hurrah.

And then it’s over before you know it.

Three months and if I sit down and think about it things were rocky for more than half. If I allow myself anymore thought on it I start to come up with these odd musings that she was probably over me after about a month and then she was bored but she stuck around because I was helping her out. And why was I helping her out well because of that nice big first run. It was so good at the beginning, you know when she still cared, and I wanted that back so much that I tried whatever I could to maneuver it back to that. Obviously I failed pretty bad. But if it wasn’t for that big thrill in the begining I wouldn’t have put up with all the bull shit that came in the other two months. There I was holding onto the few memories of when it was great while it fell down around me. Not my smartest of decisions. It would sort of be like buying a boat full of holes because you really really like the way it looked in that one catalog. Some people can repair holes. I could not.

I fully understand that it was mostly my fault that she lost interest. It’s not for lack of trying. I didn’t just give up sit back and say I don’t give a shit anymore. Oh no I tried my very best it’s just that I tried all the wrong things. Sometimes it’s got to be more than just the thought there needs to be results and results didn’t come on either side of the cluster fuck we were in.

It would be nice to believe her that she didn’t take the money. Not because I have any desire to get back with her. Being away allowed me to realise that the way she treats me is not good for me and I want none of it. The good times we had in the beginning would never ever come back. But because that way we could at least be civil with each other and stay distant to decent friends. Right now to know that she stole from me after everything I did for her, or every time I stood up for her, well it lets me know exactly what she thinks of me and while I put up with being treated like a schmuck while dating her I sure as hell won’t put up with being the dumb ass schmuck friend as well.

So just after I got a raise this year Canon decided to implement a 5% pay cut, they have decided to end that reduction due to increased sales of cameras. Huzzah! That will certainly make a difference. I’ll be earning what I should have been earning for the last 6 months. Also they will be giving me a Christmas bonus. WOOT again! Much happiness unto me.

So I haven’t posted this here for some reason yet but I aim to fix that now. On Halloween 2009 I went out to a party with my roommate. I had a bad feeling about going out that night, just a sort of horrible dread. I’m not sure what made me feel like that but I really wasn’t in the mood. I went anyways, because well it was supposed to be an epic party. I had this terrible feeling until the moment I walked in the door. There weren’t very many people there. The feeling suddenly left but was replaced with “Oh wow this is not epic at all.” There were only two girls there and a few guys at this point. I thought to myself well damn I had hoped to practice my game a little and do some flirting tonight. I hope some more show up but I’ll work with what I’ve got for the time being.” I put my beer in the fridge and went back to introduce myself. Turns out that I already knew one of those girls. I had met her at a club awhile back and had flirted a bit with her before I found out she had a boyfriend. Scratch that one off I guess. So I then turned my attention to the other chick. She was sitting on my roommate’s friend’s lap but I knew that didn’t necessarily mean anything. Unknown to me at this point she had called dibs on me as I had walked in the door. And so it began.

In order to get the party started Tommy (my roommate) and I started a beer pong game. We were against Becca (the girl in question) and James (my roommate’s friend) There was of course a fair amount of flirting going back and forth between Becca and I as we played. Then the cops showed up.

It was pretty funny, there weren’t that many people there, more than when I had arrived but it wasn’t much of a party at this point. It was only 8:30 so the cops were way early. Everyone lined up and IDs were checked to my surprise Becca turned out to be 21. I had thought she was about to be busted for underage drinking. The funniest thing about the cops showing up was that they couldn’t get anyone in trouble. Everyone drinking was over 21 and everyone that was showing up were commenting on how awesome the cop’s costumes were. It was a Halloween party you know. There was of course the look of surprise on the new arrival’s faces when suddenly they see the line up against the wall and the laughter of all of us at their shock that they were real cops. The cops stayed for about 15 to 20 mins, then left empty handed with sour looks on their faces. Good riddance. They shouldn’t have been there. The party was neither loud or wild or a haven for underage drinking.

Of course now that I knew Becca was 21 I was a little bit more interested then I had been. I had been treating it as practice and a good night nothing more. We went back and forth at each other and I could tell she liked me. At some point we went outside. I don’t remember how it exactly happened but Becca ended up biting me on the neck. Hard. Left a freaking mark that took days to go away. I was not all that amused with having blood drawn from my neck so I decided I would show her my bite. I bit her back, although much less hard and then walked away. Becca is not a girl used to guys walking away from her, she was not amused by it. However I think it pretty much assured that she wanted to get to know me better.

I don’t need to go into every little detail on what has happened since that night but I will say that Becca has turned out to be an amazing woman.  We started dating on Friday the 13th Nov. A fitting date since we met on Halloween I think. Things are going well. Too well in fact and I don’t mean that fake too well where you don’t have any fights and agree on everything. That’s fake and is bound to crash. Becca and I have had a couple fights but other than that I can’t complain.

In fact I’m doing the opposite. Halloween has been a rather odd holiday for me since a bad Halloween a few years ago, how fitting that the worse day of my life and the start of something brand new and amazing fall on the same date.

So yesterday my sister was admitted to the hospital for a swollen arm and general ill feeling suckiness. It turned out to be a blood clot in a vein under her arm. All is well though through drugs and what not it was taken care of but she’ll still have to be under medicine for the next 6 months. They took blood work and the results will be in a couple weeks from now. At that point they’ll be able to tell her what the fuck not to do or what she needs to change in order to prevent this from happening again. I suspect it’s from a few different sources and the fact she eats out as much as she does probably doesn’t help. Learn how to cook little sister. =P I don’t eat out much and I know I don’t eat healthy but I do cook most of my own food and it’s got to be more healthy than a lot of the crap that’s out there. I just need to work on that whole balanced thing.

Ah, South Africa. Land of my birth and family. Also the land of cars with flame throwers and various other theft deterrent devices. The new hotness now, ATMs equipped with pepper spray. If you start screwing with the ATM then it’s going to call the police and blast you with liquid pain. This can only end as well as the flame throwers on cars did. Hilarious. Not even before the article ends do I get a return on that prediction. Three workers doing maintenance on the ATM set it off.

I think this is funny but really it’s kinda a stupid idea. I mean you can easily cover or block the spray nozzle. Sure it would work the first couple times but people should wise up. Oh wait I forgot people are stupid so while some people would figure out that a simple sheet of plastic or whatever will stop it I’m sure there are going to be a ton of stories about how some retard with a stick got blasted into tears and puke.

I also think that it should be extended to blast people who take too long. Many a time I have wished that the ATM would just punch the moron holding up the line because they can’t figure out why they don’t have any money in their account.

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Alright I’ve uploaded pictures to my facebook and myspace but I forgot about here. So here are some photos of my new car. 1993 325i convertible.

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So I just bought another car off ebay. I’m tired of the kia I’m driving right now. It’s decided that it’s new goal is to annoy me as much as it can without completely breaking. Ever since I got the car the front right headlight has been burning out. I’ve replaced it about 4 times in two years. The radio has been a major pain in the butt. It never really worked all that well. The lights would go out on it and sometimes you couldn’t control the volume. Then it decided to really mess up and just not turn on and when I pushed the power button a little harder than normal the thing fell out. Showing me that it was never really mounted correctly. I decided to try and fix it by putting in a computer in place of the radio. Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I even have all the parts I just have to install everything. I got cold feet about it when I started seeing how bad the electrical problems with this car are. Without the radio the dashboard light don’t work. Behind the radio are two different wiring harnesses one that wasn’t being used (The stock harness I guess) and the one that was attached to the radio. I figured Ok well so this was attached to the radio and my dash lights worked so two or more wires from this are used for them. I can rule out the speaker wire lines and I know which is power ground etc so I’ll just connect the right wires together to complete the circuit that is broken without the radio. Nope no go. No combination of wires not including the speaker wires would get the dash lights back on. Except for a couple combinations with the old wire harness which again wasn’t connected to anything before the radio fell out.

I rigged up a method that brought the dash lights back. But only on one side. and only if you don’t have high beams on. I couldn’t get them to work. Oh well. So I’ve been riding around without a radio just a gapping hole in the dash because I don’t want to deal with the wiring problems that I’ll have when installing the computer and of course the dash lights will probably stop working once I have the computer working.

There is a CV joint going bad by the sound of it. Every time I go over a speed bump the thing bangs like I’ve run over something. Nearly made me drop a deuce the first time it happened.

Don’t get me started on changing the oil. I have never been successful in removing the oil drain plug in this car. I stripped the bolt the first time I tried and had to get a stronger friend with a super long vice grip to get it off. Alright so now I put on a different new plug. Come next oil change nope not coming off. So again it has a stripped bolt. It’s also leaking oil but in this case it makes it easier for me I just keep topping it off. Oh and before you even begin yes I’m turning the bolt the right way. But hell I even tried the other way as well. It’s not moving under 1 Phil power, and I’m not a weak guy. Not super strong either but still it’s a FREAKING OIL PLUG! It shouldn’t require that much force.

After all of this the car decided it wasn’t annoying me enough so it decided to revoke my ablitly to change from defrost to floor to straight at you. It just randomly switches from defrost to floor or whatever whenever it feels like it. The next thing to go will probably be the temperature control.

Well too bad it won’t get that far. I’m going to get rid of it now that I have a new car lined up. I decided a day or two after the air con control problem sprung up that I was going to buy a new car. Well, not a new car, just another car new to me. I don’t have the money for a new car. I thought about going to the auctions now that I have more money in hand, or going to test drive cars on my day off but I first hit up the internet to see what was selling. I got around to ebay and there was this super good condition BMW convertible and I’ve missed the T-tops of the Z so convertible equals better. I put a bid in on it not really thinking I would get it. I figure well it would be nice but there isn’t a hope for me to get it it’s going to go higher. Well it did but not that high and I won it. Sweet. It was 4300 for a few days and then at the last min someone tried to snipe me and brought it up to 4965. I imagine that it was a douche bag that just wanted to bid the thing up to cause me to pay more seeing as he stopped just before my highest bid. But whatever it’s still a pretty good price. I’m going to go pick it up and pay for it on thursday so I’ll post pictures then. There are a ton of photos on the ebay page but I want to post ones I take myself.