WARNING: PMS, need I say more?

PMS has distorted my view of reality and has me jumping to the wrong conclusions, acting ridiculously spoilt, pushing war with everybody and generally just being a complete pain is the ass.

The sad thing is that for me I get PMS the week before AND the week after the actual week itself. So I'm left with what? Only 12 weeks of sanity out of the year? If you ask me we women got the short end of the stick in this department. I'd just as soon do without the hormone imbalances, the water retention aka bloating aka becoming fat, as if dealing with the agony of cramps isn't enough?

Okay, let me stop bitching, today was a good day, ummm let's see, oh yeah, my Dad took me out to dinner at Gloria's a nice fish joint in Port Royal right across from the police station. That was pretty good, except that thanks to PMS I lost my appetite half way through what was actually a really nice escoveitched fish and then promptly passed out on the ride back to the house.

Right now I'm fighting sleep so that I'll be up when J gets home from Wing Stop so we can chat for a bit and play dominos together on Y! Messenger. Ooo speaking of which it's time to change my avatar!

And the hormone rollercoaster continues...

• Mood:PMS stay away!

Really warm weather...

It's so hot today it's unbelievable. I have the fan here in the living room on full blast and it's only just keeping the heat (and the mosquitos) at bay. Normally my Dad has a problem with fan's being on high but luckily he hasn't said anything. I'm so tempted to go and just fill the bathtub with ice cold water and go and just sit and do nothing except maybe read my book. He just checked the temperature gauge and it's about 87 degrees inside the house, which means it must be at least mid-90s outside. Thank goodness I don't have anything else to go and do on ther road!

This morning I went with a friend to pick up the S12 I'm supposed to drive in this weekend's upcoming dexterity event and transport it down to be parked at my mother-in-law's restaurant. "Thunder" is a LHD like my Q so I'm no longer as terrified of the car. J kept saying how I must be careful else I'll drive off into a ditch so my heart was in my throat just to back the car out a spot and park it somewhere else but I didn't stall and nothing weird happened so that feeling is past. Now I'm looking forward to the dexterity this Sunday :)

• Mood:time too hot man!
• Music:the fan on full blast

Yahoo! Messenger Avatars

Who knew that something so simply and cute could be so much fun to fiddle with? I actually don't use Y! Messenger that much but the past two weeks I've been spending lots of time playing around with the avatar personalization screen :)

• Mood:discontent but happier
• Music:same fan blowing away the mosquitos

Pipe dream

Who was I trying to kid, there's no way I could support another sport compact car with Q (my 1993 Nissan 240SX) at home still needing lots of work. Last night J took her to our neighborhood drag strip (Red River Raceway) and the best time she posted on the 1/4 mile was 15.44, which is dismal considering with the SR20DET engine that's in there she should be able to run 12s. Yesterday I had to call Marcel and tell him that he's going to have to add me to the list of people that didn't buy his Mirage. If I get a car out here at all it's going to have to be a straight, normal, everyday point A to B ride, which is going to depress me, I know but it's all about what you can afford.

Trust me, think twice before you get into tuning and the import car scene and think doubly hard before you get a car with boost or upgrade your car to a turbo forced induction system; it's a DISEASE I tell you! I've been going through severe withdrawly pains since I got separated from Q and Joe Rockett (J's 240SX). Yeah, I know I'll be okay, it's nothing life threatening or anything like that but it's hard to be stuck here contemplating how many places I can hit in one run knowing that the taxi fare is X amount of dollars and that walking any distance is out of the question because you can't carry much and you'd probably faint in the heat.

I guess I'm just used to being alot more independent :-(

Q and JoeRockett at IFO Red River, earlier this year... to view pictures from the even Click Here:

• Mood:discontent
• Music:the dining room fan on High - die mosquitos!

1988 Mitsubishi Cyborg

I think the search for an affordable but fast car to drive here while I'm in temporary "exile" in Jamaica has come to an end. Earlier tonight I left my friend Sal and his girl Nikki at a fashion show and went to test drive this car. I felt bad leaving but then the show was two hours late starting and I've mellowed to the point where I'd rather chill and talk about cars than pretend to be hype and look cute at a show.

1988 Mitsubishi Mirage Cyborg Turbo
1992 VR4 2.0 engine
Brand new Tdo5h-16GB(big) Evo 3 turbo <- yeaaaa!! :-)
stock AFM included (EVO 3 air flow meter available) - already installed!
EVO 3 510cc Injectors
New Cyborg Pressure Plate/Evo3 Cluth Disc
new front end parts including struts
A/c (cold), P/s , P/w, P/m
upgraded Fuel pump
Boost, A/F ratio guages included

• Mood:tired and happy