Lots and lots of stuff!
Wow, so there's a whole crap load of stuff that's happened since I last updated!! This is gonna be a long ass entry, hope you have some time to kill. =)
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If you either don't know much about cars, don't care too much about cars, or just don't give about about what's going on with me, this will probably bored the shit out of you.
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I'm totally back in OKC now. My grandparents own a three bedroom house next to theirs that they normally rent out, but they're letting me stay there for free, for now, until I find a job.
I've been busting my ass trying to find a job here... There are a handful that are pretty much guaranteed, but, I'm *so* tired of working in food service, I really, really don't wanna go back to waiting tables. Bah. I applied at Radio Shack on Wednesday, and had my first interview. I'm supposed to be hearing back from them very soon about my second interview, which I hope I do have, and which I hope goes very well. I think it'd be a job that I'd be both good at, and actually like. Nothing better than being the computer nerd I am and working in an electronics store. w00t!
I've found a car to replace my poor, missed, Sentra. It was Jimbo's older brother's car, for the brief period that he was out of prison until he got busted for meth and went back. One of my favorite cars that I've owned was my 1989 Z24 red convertible. It was loud, fast, and fun as hell to drive. I have many good memories of that car, not only cuz of the stuff I did in it, but because that was the car that not only got me interested in racing, and modifying cars, but also the car that I learned damn near everything I know about cars now, since I did 99% of all my own repairs, and, when a blown motor gave me the excuse I needed to drop a shit load (roughly $6,000) of cash into the car, I helped build up the motor that we put in it. Damn, I really miss that car. Now, a car that I've always wanted, ever since I was little kid, is a Mustang. I owned one, sort of, once. I had found an '89 Mustang GT that was cheap (I think it was $1,300, if I remember correctly), and I talked my dad into cosigning a loan for it. Well, I gave the guy selling it the check for the money that they bank had cut for me, and he called me about two days later, saying there was a problem. Seems that because of some stuff dealing with the title looking pretty shady, the bank thought the car was stolen, so they wouldn't cash the check for the guy, and I had to give the car back. Well, totally killing three birds with one stone, the car I'm buying from Jimbo is a 1990, red, Mustang LX 5.0 convertible! BAD ASS! The motor that was in the car was fucked up from a cracked head because of his dumb ass brother, to the point where it was cheaper to source a running motor from a salvage yard that to fix the block and get new heads. Jimbo had pulled the bad motor, and the transmission, and had bought the new motor, about 8 months ago or so, and had never gotten around to putting it together. Well, when I got back home, we decided to build it back, so he can sell it to me so I can have a car. We've been working on it for like, the last two and a half weeks or so. Gah! The donor motor is from a Lincoln Mark VII LSC, which, even though is the same engine (302 cubic inch, 5.0, high output V8)that the Mustang came with, some of the mounting brackets and some other shit for the accessories were just different enough to be bitches. Well, yesterday, we thought that we were going to be able to finish, because we were about 80% or so done. There's not too much done to it, performance wise. At least, nothing major; No big race camshafts, or after market intake manifolds and stuff. But, we have been doing some small stuff here and there to help gain some extra power. We took the "smog pump" (pretty much pumps fresh air into the exhaust, so as to aid the catalytic converter) off, which is good for about 10-15 horsepower since it's one less thing the engine has to turn, and plus, since once of the few "real" performance parts I have is a full, off-road, race-only, not street legal exhaust system, which doesn't' have *any* catalytic converters, so the smog pump would have been pointless anyway. We also bypassed the throttle body coolant lines, which routes coolant around the throttle body, I think in theory so that it will cool off the incoming air (the cooler the air you can get inside an engine, the more power they can make). Well, the coolant lines for it are coming straight out of the engine block, *before* the coolant would go through the radiator to cool itself off. This means the it actually *warms* the throttle body, and hence the air entering the engine. This is good for, amazingly, about 5 or more horsepower, which is awesome for something that's completely free and easy to do. We've also bypassed the EGR (Exhaust Gas Recirculation) valve, which is another silly emissions gadget, that takes exhaust gasses with unburnt fuel, and other crap, and it sends it back into the motor to try and burn up the gross stuff so it doesn't just go into the atmosphere. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all about being nice to Goddess Earth, and for the bulk of everyday cars, it's a good thing they have stuff like that. But, since I will be in the never-ending process of keeping my car's performance at a level that's acceptable to me, things like *not* using an EGR valve are necessary... The stuff that gets sent back into your engine by the EGR valve makes combustion in the cylinders much less efficient, and also, it can lead to really bad carbon buildup inside the motor, and that's not fucking cool. I think that's about it for performance. Oh, no... The car did have the stock air cleaner assembly, but with a K&N filter. Well, Jimbo remembered that in another car of his that's at the shop (a bad-ass Taurus SHO), which had a dead tranny and won't be driven for a while, has a MonsterFlow air filter, and, with both my experience with one I used to have on the Sentra, and some other people I've known that have used them, these are TOTALLY FUCKING BAD ASS! Check this link out -> http://www.speedup.it/store/index.php?fuseaction=home.1040057 It has a brief description and pics. So, we put that filter on the Mass Airflow Sensor where the stock air box used to be. Granted, it'll be sucking warmer air from the engine bay, as opposed to the stock box getting fresher air from the fender, but, with the way this filter directs air, it helps improve performance, and also, this filter would be capable of drawing in a much larger amount of air than the stock box. Oh, and the plastic framing of my filter is red, so it's all neat at matches the car. =) We spent probably about half our time today with a lot of little things like that, and the other have hooking up all the vacuum lines, and the wiring harness and stuff. Once we finally got almost everything in (pretty much everything was all bolted up, although the fan and the belts weren't hooked up), we hooked a jump-pack to the battery, and when I first went to crank the engine, the dash lights came on and whatnot, but the starter didn't make a sound. So then we went to connect the jumper directly to the starter and try it that way, but, dammit, when I turned the key, the fucking ignition module broke. BAH! That's a cheap part, but it's gonna be a bitch to get to, and, I'm worried that it might be a dealer only part, which means I'll have to wait until Monday instead of finishing today. Bah! Well, we got out the extra starter we have (the one on the car was the one from the Lincoln... It looked cleaner than the one that was one the Mustang, so that's the one that we used), and hooked the jump-pack directly to it to test it out, and it spun really nice and strong. So, after much cussing, sweating, and bleeding, we get the (so we think) bad starter out. Well, before we started bolting in the other starter, I said, "Hey, for shits and grins, gook the jump-pack up to the started that we just pulled." Guess what, bitches? The one that we just spent like, an hour getting out, didn't need to be taken out to begin with. ARGHHGGHHG!!!! Dude, that sucked so much ass. I was so fucking pissed. We spent so much time that that shit, that we weren't able to finish, even though, even with having to replace the ignition switch, we should have been able to have completed it. Turns out what the problem was is that there were TWO starter wires in the engine bay, one of them was actually connected to the starter solenoid and the battery, whereas the other cable was one that was there from when the salvage yard had CUT the starter cable in the Lincoln to pull the engine out, and, when we had put the starter in, I had unknowingly hooked up the starter cable that didn't actually connect to anything else, instead of the one that's actually wired into the car. SON OF A BITCH!! Man, I'm glad that was all it was, because it could have been something expensive, but God damn did that suck to have to go to all that extra work that cost us from finishing yesterday. Once we got the starter back in, and *properly* wired up, we got the motor to crank. SWEET! We didn't actually fire it up yet (which sucks, I was really wanting to hear how mean the growl from that 3" racing exhaust, and how ghastly the howl from the intake sounds), but, the motor turned just fine, which means all the internals are in proper working condition! Thank Goddess, I totally would have lost if I'd have had to pull the motor back out and completely tear it down and rebuilding it. Grrr... I think me and Jimbo are gonna go to the shop today (Sunday) and try to get her done, so we can take 'er on a nice Sunday drive. It'll be cool if we do that, because Paul, the guy that owns the shop (our friend BJ's older brother) said that he was really impressed with how well we've been doing with it, and that we've done like, at least 90% of the work without his help (and of that percentage, I've probable done about 80%, which I'm totally cool with, cuz when I'm driving this car, and loving it, I'll be able to think, "I put this together with my own two hands!"). He told us that he'd be more than happy to go to the shop today and help us get the finishing touches done. So fucking close, I can TASTE it! All we have left to do is drop the pan on the transmission so we can put a new gasket on it, then bolt the pan back up, and fill the tranny with fluid; get the fan and it's pulley bolted onto the motor; either bending the radiator support beam back down (looks like the car was probably improperly jack up at some point, because the support beam is bent upwards, so the radiator and fan shroud are sitting about an inch or so too high, and the fan is rubbing against the fan shroud) or modifying the bottom of the fan shroud so the fan doesn't hit it; filling the cooling system with antifreeze; and finally, replacing the ignition switch. There will probably be more things to do here and there, but those are the ones that are keeping the car from being drivable. I think the speedo might not work, because the speedometer cable is in pretty shitty condition, and Jimbo said he thinks that there is some sort of retaining clip or something where the speedometer gear for the cable plugs into the transmission that is missing. If that doesn't work, that'll be an easy fix. I also think the hydraulics for the convertible might be low on fluid, because right now I'm able to raise and lower the top, without it giving any resistance. I don't know if that'd be hard to fix, but it's not a big deal, because like I said, I can raise/lower the top manually, and that's fine. I'm thinking the A/C might need to be recharged too, since the car sat for so long. If it does, I might fix it, but I'm not sure. Since the car's a drop-top, it's fairly easy to stay cool without A/C (except for stoplights. ugh!), and I know a guy that doesn't have A/C on his 'Stang, he has a cancellation bracket where the A/C would normally be. Well, he's wanting to put A/C on it now, since it's a billion degrees here, and if I took it off, that'd be good for not only about 15 horsepower, but, it would drop a substantial amount of weight from the front, improving performance as well. I haven't made up my mind on that one yet. Jimbo also has a really nice Pioneer head unit that used to be in his 5.0 that's we're gonna put in the car, but that's no really rush, and stereo installation, especially since the Pioneer is wired into Ford stock connectors, is really freaking easy. Since a lot of the trunk is taken up by the convertible top and the mechanics for it, there isn't room for the two 12"s I have in a box, so Jimbo has some nice 8"s in smaller boxes that he said will fit. Oh, and speaking of the trunk, we don't have the lock key, just the ignition key, so, until I can afford to have a locksmith come out and make a key (I think that usually runs about a hundred bucks or so), I can't lock my doors! Fortunately, there's an electronic trunk release button though, so when the car's done, and the battery is charged, I'll be able to get into the trunk. That'll be good, because Jim thinks there are some trim pieces and stuff in the trunk. The bezel around the gage cluster is kinda jacked up too, it's missing one of the screws that holds is snuggly in place, because the piece that the screw threads into is broke. I think I'll probably mount my racing tach (I know... The car has a tach in the factory gages, and, since it's an automatic, there's really no need for a racing tachometer with a shift light, and memory functions, but, if I installed it now before I fix up that bezel, it'll make it a lot easier to run the wires for the tach much more professionally, as opposed to decided later I want to put it in, and having to get back into the dash again. The way the bezel is broken, I think about the easiest, if not the only, way of really getting it connected good, is some mother-fucking' super glue! MacGuyver style, bitches! So, I guess if I wanna run the tach wire all nice and hidden in the dash, now'd be the time to do it. So, there's a decent sized handful of little finishing touches that I'll probably be slowly doing over the next couple of weeks, but, Goddess willing, the car should be done and in a drivable state today, tomorrow at the latest. Fucking sweet fucking action! I can't freaking wait!!! w00t!!
Goddamn, that was fucking long!!! Sorry about that, it's been so long since I've written in here (I still don't have an Internet connection at my house yet) and I've been dying to write, plus, I tend to go on and on about stuff that I'm really excited about, and stuff that I really love, and cars fall under both categories. Plus, hell, my Sentra's been totaled since January, and I'm fucking psyched about having a damn car again!!
It's been so nice being home with my friends and family again. Things are starting to get a lot better, I think. I still miss Sara more than anything in the world, and I still love her more than I've ever loved anyone, and, sometimes I feel that I just might be still kinda in love with her, and I still honestly think about her every day, and all sorts of things still remind me of her and make me sad out of nowhere, and all of that still hurts worse than any pain, any pain at all I've ever had, but, things are finally starting to look up. Every day, I think, I'm able to move one with my life just a little bit more, and, with the love and support of all my friends and family, I'm slowly becoming happy again. Even if me and Sara were never, ever to get back together again, I still would want her in my life, as my friend - no - my *best* friend. And, even though I'm not sure if I've finally gotten to the point that I can be around her again, and not be hurt by whatever she does with *her* life (like people she's dating and stuff), I do think I'm becoming a lot more accepting of the fact that no matter how good of friends we stay, and no matter how close we once were, she now has complete control over her life and how she lives it, and as long as she's happy, then I should be happy for her. I think once I have finally conquered that last major hurdle, it'll make it easier on me to realize that I to now have my own independent life, and that I need to do things with it to better myself and to make me a happy person, because I deserve that.
I'm still not dating anyone new, and I still definitely have NO plans to do so in the near future. When me and Sara first broke up, I couldn't imagine dating someone else, because I was still so very very much in love with her. Now, I don't want to date anyone, and I think it's not because I'm still "hung up" on Sara (Thought it probably is still a *percentage* of it...), but now it's mostly that I've realized that not only to I need to actually live my live for just me for a while as a change, but also that I need to make sure that I'm stable, and can take care of myself before I try to take on the responsibility of taking care of someone else as well. That's only fair, to both parties involved. Hell, I still haven't even had sex with anyone but her since the first time we ever had sex. That's been over three years ago, and it's been about 4 months or so since the last time me and Sara have had sex. I'm so terrified that sometime in the dark, foreboding future, me exploding from no release is imminent. ;-) Oh well... Me and my old girlfriend Palmala Handerson have become so very well reacquainted over these last few months. HAHAHAHAHA!!
Oooh! I did actually do something that the super lost, hurt, lonely, and depressed me from a couple of months ago wouldn't have done! Me and Brandon and Robin and a bunch of other people went to the Wreck last night, after a small rave that Brian had thrown. There was this girl there who was just stunningly fucking sexy. She looked like she probably had some Asian in her, but she was almost as tall as me. Sparkling brown eyes, curly brown hair, tight jeans (tight ass, too hehe), and this insanely fucking sexy little pink halter top, which just *barely* stayed up over her impossibly perky (yeah, they were fake) for their size breasts. Kinda chick most guys see, and say "Damn!" Well, for a second there, I managed to grow some testicles, and I started talking to her, and the whole night, we'd run into each other and talk for a bit, or dance, and she totally freaking started flirting with me towards the end of the night. When she left, she came and gave me a big hug, and told me that I should go out next Saturday too so we can hang out! =) Hot damn! I'm such a fucking stud! HAHAHA... Okay, probably not so much, but I did totally feel like one. Oh, and this is too funny: I totally can't freaking remember her name! LOL!!! I know it starts with a "C" but I haven't no idea what it is. D'oh! Oh well, I'll get it again next weekend.
Grr... I need a damn job. Yeah, I need to pay bills and stuff, that's totally important. But, really? How the hell would I be able to actually take out a girl, like the hottie from the Wreck, if that opportunity arises, if I have no money? Dammit! Ooooo I hope I get that job at Radio Shack...
Whelp, kids, I think that's damn near everything I have to say now. Everyone should be up to date with me now, if you weren't already. I think the moral of this entry is that, well, Damn, I freaking need to get laid. HAHAHA! Hrmm... Well, at least I'm gonna be driving a red drop-top sports car. Either it'll get me some ass, and if not, at least I'll have a bad ass car to keep my mind off things. =)
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If you either don't know much about cars, don't care too much about cars, or just don't give about about what's going on with me, this will probably bored the shit out of you.
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I'm totally back in OKC now. My grandparents own a three bedroom house next to theirs that they normally rent out, but they're letting me stay there for free, for now, until I find a job.
I've been busting my ass trying to find a job here... There are a handful that are pretty much guaranteed, but, I'm *so* tired of working in food service, I really, really don't wanna go back to waiting tables. Bah. I applied at Radio Shack on Wednesday, and had my first interview. I'm supposed to be hearing back from them very soon about my second interview, which I hope I do have, and which I hope goes very well. I think it'd be a job that I'd be both good at, and actually like. Nothing better than being the computer nerd I am and working in an electronics store. w00t!
I've found a car to replace my poor, missed, Sentra. It was Jimbo's older brother's car, for the brief period that he was out of prison until he got busted for meth and went back. One of my favorite cars that I've owned was my 1989 Z24 red convertible. It was loud, fast, and fun as hell to drive. I have many good memories of that car, not only cuz of the stuff I did in it, but because that was the car that not only got me interested in racing, and modifying cars, but also the car that I learned damn near everything I know about cars now, since I did 99% of all my own repairs, and, when a blown motor gave me the excuse I needed to drop a shit load (roughly $6,000) of cash into the car, I helped build up the motor that we put in it. Damn, I really miss that car. Now, a car that I've always wanted, ever since I was little kid, is a Mustang. I owned one, sort of, once. I had found an '89 Mustang GT that was cheap (I think it was $1,300, if I remember correctly), and I talked my dad into cosigning a loan for it. Well, I gave the guy selling it the check for the money that they bank had cut for me, and he called me about two days later, saying there was a problem. Seems that because of some stuff dealing with the title looking pretty shady, the bank thought the car was stolen, so they wouldn't cash the check for the guy, and I had to give the car back. Well, totally killing three birds with one stone, the car I'm buying from Jimbo is a 1990, red, Mustang LX 5.0 convertible! BAD ASS! The motor that was in the car was fucked up from a cracked head because of his dumb ass brother, to the point where it was cheaper to source a running motor from a salvage yard that to fix the block and get new heads. Jimbo had pulled the bad motor, and the transmission, and had bought the new motor, about 8 months ago or so, and had never gotten around to putting it together. Well, when I got back home, we decided to build it back, so he can sell it to me so I can have a car. We've been working on it for like, the last two and a half weeks or so. Gah! The donor motor is from a Lincoln Mark VII LSC, which, even though is the same engine (302 cubic inch, 5.0, high output V8)that the Mustang came with, some of the mounting brackets and some other shit for the accessories were just different enough to be bitches. Well, yesterday, we thought that we were going to be able to finish, because we were about 80% or so done. There's not too much done to it, performance wise. At least, nothing major; No big race camshafts, or after market intake manifolds and stuff. But, we have been doing some small stuff here and there to help gain some extra power. We took the "smog pump" (pretty much pumps fresh air into the exhaust, so as to aid the catalytic converter) off, which is good for about 10-15 horsepower since it's one less thing the engine has to turn, and plus, since once of the few "real" performance parts I have is a full, off-road, race-only, not street legal exhaust system, which doesn't' have *any* catalytic converters, so the smog pump would have been pointless anyway. We also bypassed the throttle body coolant lines, which routes coolant around the throttle body, I think in theory so that it will cool off the incoming air (the cooler the air you can get inside an engine, the more power they can make). Well, the coolant lines for it are coming straight out of the engine block, *before* the coolant would go through the radiator to cool itself off. This means the it actually *warms* the throttle body, and hence the air entering the engine. This is good for, amazingly, about 5 or more horsepower, which is awesome for something that's completely free and easy to do. We've also bypassed the EGR (Exhaust Gas Recirculation) valve, which is another silly emissions gadget, that takes exhaust gasses with unburnt fuel, and other crap, and it sends it back into the motor to try and burn up the gross stuff so it doesn't just go into the atmosphere. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all about being nice to Goddess Earth, and for the bulk of everyday cars, it's a good thing they have stuff like that. But, since I will be in the never-ending process of keeping my car's performance at a level that's acceptable to me, things like *not* using an EGR valve are necessary... The stuff that gets sent back into your engine by the EGR valve makes combustion in the cylinders much less efficient, and also, it can lead to really bad carbon buildup inside the motor, and that's not fucking cool. I think that's about it for performance. Oh, no... The car did have the stock air cleaner assembly, but with a K&N filter. Well, Jimbo remembered that in another car of his that's at the shop (a bad-ass Taurus SHO), which had a dead tranny and won't be driven for a while, has a MonsterFlow air filter, and, with both my experience with one I used to have on the Sentra, and some other people I've known that have used them, these are TOTALLY FUCKING BAD ASS! Check this link out -> http://www.speedup.it/store/index.php?fuseaction=home.1040057 It has a brief description and pics. So, we put that filter on the Mass Airflow Sensor where the stock air box used to be. Granted, it'll be sucking warmer air from the engine bay, as opposed to the stock box getting fresher air from the fender, but, with the way this filter directs air, it helps improve performance, and also, this filter would be capable of drawing in a much larger amount of air than the stock box. Oh, and the plastic framing of my filter is red, so it's all neat at matches the car. =) We spent probably about half our time today with a lot of little things like that, and the other have hooking up all the vacuum lines, and the wiring harness and stuff. Once we finally got almost everything in (pretty much everything was all bolted up, although the fan and the belts weren't hooked up), we hooked a jump-pack to the battery, and when I first went to crank the engine, the dash lights came on and whatnot, but the starter didn't make a sound. So then we went to connect the jumper directly to the starter and try it that way, but, dammit, when I turned the key, the fucking ignition module broke. BAH! That's a cheap part, but it's gonna be a bitch to get to, and, I'm worried that it might be a dealer only part, which means I'll have to wait until Monday instead of finishing today. Bah! Well, we got out the extra starter we have (the one on the car was the one from the Lincoln... It looked cleaner than the one that was one the Mustang, so that's the one that we used), and hooked the jump-pack directly to it to test it out, and it spun really nice and strong. So, after much cussing, sweating, and bleeding, we get the (so we think) bad starter out. Well, before we started bolting in the other starter, I said, "Hey, for shits and grins, gook the jump-pack up to the started that we just pulled." Guess what, bitches? The one that we just spent like, an hour getting out, didn't need to be taken out to begin with. ARGHHGGHHG!!!! Dude, that sucked so much ass. I was so fucking pissed. We spent so much time that that shit, that we weren't able to finish, even though, even with having to replace the ignition switch, we should have been able to have completed it. Turns out what the problem was is that there were TWO starter wires in the engine bay, one of them was actually connected to the starter solenoid and the battery, whereas the other cable was one that was there from when the salvage yard had CUT the starter cable in the Lincoln to pull the engine out, and, when we had put the starter in, I had unknowingly hooked up the starter cable that didn't actually connect to anything else, instead of the one that's actually wired into the car. SON OF A BITCH!! Man, I'm glad that was all it was, because it could have been something expensive, but God damn did that suck to have to go to all that extra work that cost us from finishing yesterday. Once we got the starter back in, and *properly* wired up, we got the motor to crank. SWEET! We didn't actually fire it up yet (which sucks, I was really wanting to hear how mean the growl from that 3" racing exhaust, and how ghastly the howl from the intake sounds), but, the motor turned just fine, which means all the internals are in proper working condition! Thank Goddess, I totally would have lost if I'd have had to pull the motor back out and completely tear it down and rebuilding it. Grrr... I think me and Jimbo are gonna go to the shop today (Sunday) and try to get her done, so we can take 'er on a nice Sunday drive. It'll be cool if we do that, because Paul, the guy that owns the shop (our friend BJ's older brother) said that he was really impressed with how well we've been doing with it, and that we've done like, at least 90% of the work without his help (and of that percentage, I've probable done about 80%, which I'm totally cool with, cuz when I'm driving this car, and loving it, I'll be able to think, "I put this together with my own two hands!"). He told us that he'd be more than happy to go to the shop today and help us get the finishing touches done. So fucking close, I can TASTE it! All we have left to do is drop the pan on the transmission so we can put a new gasket on it, then bolt the pan back up, and fill the tranny with fluid; get the fan and it's pulley bolted onto the motor; either bending the radiator support beam back down (looks like the car was probably improperly jack up at some point, because the support beam is bent upwards, so the radiator and fan shroud are sitting about an inch or so too high, and the fan is rubbing against the fan shroud) or modifying the bottom of the fan shroud so the fan doesn't hit it; filling the cooling system with antifreeze; and finally, replacing the ignition switch. There will probably be more things to do here and there, but those are the ones that are keeping the car from being drivable. I think the speedo might not work, because the speedometer cable is in pretty shitty condition, and Jimbo said he thinks that there is some sort of retaining clip or something where the speedometer gear for the cable plugs into the transmission that is missing. If that doesn't work, that'll be an easy fix. I also think the hydraulics for the convertible might be low on fluid, because right now I'm able to raise and lower the top, without it giving any resistance. I don't know if that'd be hard to fix, but it's not a big deal, because like I said, I can raise/lower the top manually, and that's fine. I'm thinking the A/C might need to be recharged too, since the car sat for so long. If it does, I might fix it, but I'm not sure. Since the car's a drop-top, it's fairly easy to stay cool without A/C (except for stoplights. ugh!), and I know a guy that doesn't have A/C on his 'Stang, he has a cancellation bracket where the A/C would normally be. Well, he's wanting to put A/C on it now, since it's a billion degrees here, and if I took it off, that'd be good for not only about 15 horsepower, but, it would drop a substantial amount of weight from the front, improving performance as well. I haven't made up my mind on that one yet. Jimbo also has a really nice Pioneer head unit that used to be in his 5.0 that's we're gonna put in the car, but that's no really rush, and stereo installation, especially since the Pioneer is wired into Ford stock connectors, is really freaking easy. Since a lot of the trunk is taken up by the convertible top and the mechanics for it, there isn't room for the two 12"s I have in a box, so Jimbo has some nice 8"s in smaller boxes that he said will fit. Oh, and speaking of the trunk, we don't have the lock key, just the ignition key, so, until I can afford to have a locksmith come out and make a key (I think that usually runs about a hundred bucks or so), I can't lock my doors! Fortunately, there's an electronic trunk release button though, so when the car's done, and the battery is charged, I'll be able to get into the trunk. That'll be good, because Jim thinks there are some trim pieces and stuff in the trunk. The bezel around the gage cluster is kinda jacked up too, it's missing one of the screws that holds is snuggly in place, because the piece that the screw threads into is broke. I think I'll probably mount my racing tach (I know... The car has a tach in the factory gages, and, since it's an automatic, there's really no need for a racing tachometer with a shift light, and memory functions, but, if I installed it now before I fix up that bezel, it'll make it a lot easier to run the wires for the tach much more professionally, as opposed to decided later I want to put it in, and having to get back into the dash again. The way the bezel is broken, I think about the easiest, if not the only, way of really getting it connected good, is some mother-fucking' super glue! MacGuyver style, bitches! So, I guess if I wanna run the tach wire all nice and hidden in the dash, now'd be the time to do it. So, there's a decent sized handful of little finishing touches that I'll probably be slowly doing over the next couple of weeks, but, Goddess willing, the car should be done and in a drivable state today, tomorrow at the latest. Fucking sweet fucking action! I can't freaking wait!!! w00t!!
Goddamn, that was fucking long!!! Sorry about that, it's been so long since I've written in here (I still don't have an Internet connection at my house yet) and I've been dying to write, plus, I tend to go on and on about stuff that I'm really excited about, and stuff that I really love, and cars fall under both categories. Plus, hell, my Sentra's been totaled since January, and I'm fucking psyched about having a damn car again!!
It's been so nice being home with my friends and family again. Things are starting to get a lot better, I think. I still miss Sara more than anything in the world, and I still love her more than I've ever loved anyone, and, sometimes I feel that I just might be still kinda in love with her, and I still honestly think about her every day, and all sorts of things still remind me of her and make me sad out of nowhere, and all of that still hurts worse than any pain, any pain at all I've ever had, but, things are finally starting to look up. Every day, I think, I'm able to move one with my life just a little bit more, and, with the love and support of all my friends and family, I'm slowly becoming happy again. Even if me and Sara were never, ever to get back together again, I still would want her in my life, as my friend - no - my *best* friend. And, even though I'm not sure if I've finally gotten to the point that I can be around her again, and not be hurt by whatever she does with *her* life (like people she's dating and stuff), I do think I'm becoming a lot more accepting of the fact that no matter how good of friends we stay, and no matter how close we once were, she now has complete control over her life and how she lives it, and as long as she's happy, then I should be happy for her. I think once I have finally conquered that last major hurdle, it'll make it easier on me to realize that I to now have my own independent life, and that I need to do things with it to better myself and to make me a happy person, because I deserve that.
I'm still not dating anyone new, and I still definitely have NO plans to do so in the near future. When me and Sara first broke up, I couldn't imagine dating someone else, because I was still so very very much in love with her. Now, I don't want to date anyone, and I think it's not because I'm still "hung up" on Sara (Thought it probably is still a *percentage* of it...), but now it's mostly that I've realized that not only to I need to actually live my live for just me for a while as a change, but also that I need to make sure that I'm stable, and can take care of myself before I try to take on the responsibility of taking care of someone else as well. That's only fair, to both parties involved. Hell, I still haven't even had sex with anyone but her since the first time we ever had sex. That's been over three years ago, and it's been about 4 months or so since the last time me and Sara have had sex. I'm so terrified that sometime in the dark, foreboding future, me exploding from no release is imminent. ;-) Oh well... Me and my old girlfriend Palmala Handerson have become so very well reacquainted over these last few months. HAHAHAHAHA!!
Oooh! I did actually do something that the super lost, hurt, lonely, and depressed me from a couple of months ago wouldn't have done! Me and Brandon and Robin and a bunch of other people went to the Wreck last night, after a small rave that Brian had thrown. There was this girl there who was just stunningly fucking sexy. She looked like she probably had some Asian in her, but she was almost as tall as me. Sparkling brown eyes, curly brown hair, tight jeans (tight ass, too hehe), and this insanely fucking sexy little pink halter top, which just *barely* stayed up over her impossibly perky (yeah, they were fake) for their size breasts. Kinda chick most guys see, and say "Damn!" Well, for a second there, I managed to grow some testicles, and I started talking to her, and the whole night, we'd run into each other and talk for a bit, or dance, and she totally freaking started flirting with me towards the end of the night. When she left, she came and gave me a big hug, and told me that I should go out next Saturday too so we can hang out! =) Hot damn! I'm such a fucking stud! HAHAHA... Okay, probably not so much, but I did totally feel like one. Oh, and this is too funny: I totally can't freaking remember her name! LOL!!! I know it starts with a "C" but I haven't no idea what it is. D'oh! Oh well, I'll get it again next weekend.
Grr... I need a damn job. Yeah, I need to pay bills and stuff, that's totally important. But, really? How the hell would I be able to actually take out a girl, like the hottie from the Wreck, if that opportunity arises, if I have no money? Dammit! Ooooo I hope I get that job at Radio Shack...
Whelp, kids, I think that's damn near everything I have to say now. Everyone should be up to date with me now, if you weren't already. I think the moral of this entry is that, well, Damn, I freaking need to get laid. HAHAHA! Hrmm... Well, at least I'm gonna be driving a red drop-top sports car. Either it'll get me some ass, and if not, at least I'll have a bad ass car to keep my mind off things. =)