Rage, rage, rage. Sometimes, I simply cannot get over how rude people are. Who do people think they are when they decide to intervene in someone's personal life, let alone their financial decisions?
I've been tweeting and crying all over the internet about how my car has finally worn out, and that I can't afford the repair work it needs. Is it because its an American car? No. It's a man-made machine and it's fucking old, that's what. It's going on 9 years old now, and I don't care what anyone says, no car in this world is going to run along for 9 whole years without requiring some type of maintenance or repair work. Mechanics don't last forever, and sometimes things just WEAR OUT, whether that car was built overseas or not. Now I'm no expert of course, but believe me when I say that foreign cars require repair work too, only at twice the cost. If I can't even afford to fix my "cheap" American car, what the hell am I supposed to do when a proclaimed "perfect" foreign car encounters a problem? Don't pretend that's never happened to a Toyota or a Honda. I've seen them broken down on the sides of the road, and you have too.
I don't care if people claim American cars suck. It's nothing more than people taking pride in their expensive import products and using the price tag to justify it's superiority. I've been reading up on some articles, and in recent years, American model cars have reached the same level of performance and quality that their foreign competitors have. And my mom and I are going to be looking into models within the 2008 range, so I don't think I'll have shit to worry about when comparing the quality to my lil old 2002 Cavalier.
I did find a few articles that listed the major downfalls of purchasing American cars. The number one agrument as to why I should buy foreign, besides the bogus poor-quality claim, is that American cars are just ugly. Seriously, that's all anyone seemed to be able to come up with. It didn't convince me. You know what else doesn't convince me? When someone tries to tell me that their foreign car that's nearly 18 years old has never had a problem. Or that "even if it did break down, it would still be cheap". Bullshit. Who do people think they are.
Long story short, I don't buy foreign, case closed. My brother bought two foreign cars and they were in the shop every other week. He finally "sold out" and bought an American car. Problems? Gone. WHERE'S YOUR CRED NOW, FOREIGN CAR LOVERS?
Here are my fucking sources.
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2009/09/04/business/moneywatch/main5289066.shtml
http://www.gallup.com/poll/126548/fewer-americans-set-buying-foreign-cars.aspx
http://www.all-about-car-selection.com/import-cars.html
http://www.consumersavvytips.org/are_foreign_cars_really_any_better_than_american_cars.html
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(88)...(89)....(90) !!!
So my blogs have been mis-numbered not once, but twice. And then a third time which possibly lead to a fourth, and I wouldn't be surprised if it went ahead and decided to go for a lucky fifth. Totally not my fault. Some days my blog practically writes itself, it seems. My blog says that this will be my 93rd blog, but until now everyone has insisted that I'm totally not done yet and that I still have more to write. Well, sure I skipped a few and doubled up the next day, and when it wasn't necessary to do that... I wrote everyday. Therefore, I resign.
I think I deserve and I could really go for a glass of wine right now, preferably some sake because I'm obsessive about Japanese things, but either way I'm not 21.
I think I deserve and I could really go for a glass of wine right now, preferably some sake because I'm obsessive about Japanese things, but either way I'm not 21.
(87) Deathly Indiana Moons
I am crippled. I've never been this sore in my life! That little workout episode and caffeine trip has left its mark if I do say so myself. I can barely walk down the stairs, let alone walk down the street.
Kyle and I had a fantastic dinner at a little Chinese restaurant in Valpo. Its was especially interesting considering the waitress was a witch. She was able to convince everyone to have something simply by asking "So you want some _____?" and it worked every time. We had an appetizer of egg rolls that we didn't plan to order. We had tea. The guy behind us had a beer he probably didn't plan on having. It was amazing the way she just asked so casually, and every customer fell for it. I wish I had such an easy power of persuasion. Kyle however, may have found himself cursed since he tried to get away with leaving her a $3 tip! But that's okay I convinced him to leave her more.
We, er, I played Heavy Rain for like two hours. It was really fun, but considering I just jumped into the middle of the story I was having difficultly figuring out who the characters were and what they were doing.
On the way home, there was a big harvest-half-moon. It was really cool to watch it hang so low in the sky, and gradually sink into the horizon as it transitioned from a buttery yellow color into a blood red.
It was a really good day. Tomorrow I'm going to visit my grandma and.... well who knows what else I'll do.
Kyle and I had a fantastic dinner at a little Chinese restaurant in Valpo. Its was especially interesting considering the waitress was a witch. She was able to convince everyone to have something simply by asking "So you want some _____?" and it worked every time. We had an appetizer of egg rolls that we didn't plan to order. We had tea. The guy behind us had a beer he probably didn't plan on having. It was amazing the way she just asked so casually, and every customer fell for it. I wish I had such an easy power of persuasion. Kyle however, may have found himself cursed since he tried to get away with leaving her a $3 tip! But that's okay I convinced him to leave her more.
We, er, I played Heavy Rain for like two hours. It was really fun, but considering I just jumped into the middle of the story I was having difficultly figuring out who the characters were and what they were doing.
On the way home, there was a big harvest-half-moon. It was really cool to watch it hang so low in the sky, and gradually sink into the horizon as it transitioned from a buttery yellow color into a blood red.
It was a really good day. Tomorrow I'm going to visit my grandma and.... well who knows what else I'll do.
Friday, May 21, 2010
(86) I Love All the Animals
I just watched a documentary on Discovery about when moose attack, and now I'm watching a general documentary on Spike about dangerous animals. Truth be told, most animals scare me to death. But so long as I see them on a TV screen, pictures, or behind iron bars or a cage, I swoon over their cutesy cuddleiness.
I just saw the segment about bears mauling people, and it seems that most bears go directly for the face. It reminds me a lot of those stupid facebook meme things. There was literally one that said something along the lines of "if you ever get mauled by a bear, I hope they stay away from your face because you're pretty cute :)"
DEBUNKED. Upon any given rendezvous with a bear, say goodbye to your lover's pretty face.
I at least like how all the victims say (or perhaps claim) that they hold no grudge against the animal that attacked them. Most times, the rampaging animals are female who think you are entirely too close for comfort, or that you and your pretty face look delicious. Some times, the animal that attacked someone is literally hunted down and killed. But really, I understand that we have a social order and that we're pretty much at the top of the food chain in the animal kingdom, but why must we hold ourselves to be so much more important and valuable than animals?
It's likely because we're an entirely different species from them, and don't necessarily have to associate with them. But we can use them to test cosmetics and other potentially damaging medicines, we can lock them up and put them on display, force them into show business (like SeaWorld for example, those dolphins and Orcas live tragically short lives and suffer to no end!), and we can even hunt them, killing them for no reason other than to call it a sport. Under captivity of humankind, what chance does an animal have to escape and how likely will it re-adapt upon release? Close to none, and will probably die of starvation. I just don't get it.
Now I'm not a big PETA fan, frankly I think they objectify and humiliate people for the sake of animals which is equally wrong, but it is strange that a small part of me feels guilty that humankind has dominated and constructed nearly the entire world? In a perfect world, we'd all get along. Like in cartoons and stuff.
I just saw the segment about bears mauling people, and it seems that most bears go directly for the face. It reminds me a lot of those stupid facebook meme things. There was literally one that said something along the lines of "if you ever get mauled by a bear, I hope they stay away from your face because you're pretty cute :)"
DEBUNKED. Upon any given rendezvous with a bear, say goodbye to your lover's pretty face.
I at least like how all the victims say (or perhaps claim) that they hold no grudge against the animal that attacked them. Most times, the rampaging animals are female who think you are entirely too close for comfort, or that you and your pretty face look delicious. Some times, the animal that attacked someone is literally hunted down and killed. But really, I understand that we have a social order and that we're pretty much at the top of the food chain in the animal kingdom, but why must we hold ourselves to be so much more important and valuable than animals?
It's likely because we're an entirely different species from them, and don't necessarily have to associate with them. But we can use them to test cosmetics and other potentially damaging medicines, we can lock them up and put them on display, force them into show business (like SeaWorld for example, those dolphins and Orcas live tragically short lives and suffer to no end!), and we can even hunt them, killing them for no reason other than to call it a sport. Under captivity of humankind, what chance does an animal have to escape and how likely will it re-adapt upon release? Close to none, and will probably die of starvation. I just don't get it.
Now I'm not a big PETA fan, frankly I think they objectify and humiliate people for the sake of animals which is equally wrong, but it is strange that a small part of me feels guilty that humankind has dominated and constructed nearly the entire world? In a perfect world, we'd all get along. Like in cartoons and stuff.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
(85) Trippin' on that Jazzercise
So I finally decided to work out today! And it knocked me out.
After 15 minutes it felt like my muscles were shifting and tearing away from my bones. I was short of breath practically the moment I started moving. The worst part is that when I was done, I wound up really dizzy and had a bad case of jitters. I couldn't even lift my arms to wash my hair in the shower!
I didn't know I fell that much out of shape. This is a serious issue, and if I'm not aching and sore tomorrow --or the next day-- I am committed to getting in better shape this summer.
Again, it's not that I'm body conscious or anything, but MAN-OH-MAN if I can't manage to stay active for 15 minutes, that's a teeny weeny problem! Plus, its a huge stress reliever and I could really use a little bit of that.
My extreme case of exhaustion may actually be a false alarm toward my overall health, though. I was running on pretty high amounts of caffeine and had an empty stomach. Now that I think about it, I don't think I was "exhausted"; I think I was actually tripping. This exact situation has got to be the circumstance that contributes to the drug aspect of caffeine. So next time I'll work out when I'm sober of coffee, and I'm sure I'll find that I'm not as bad off as I think I am. If any of you are ever feeling dangerous or daring, and want to experiment with drugs in a healthier alternative to psychedelics, try this sometime and see if you get a similar result... Because I know I'm not going to do that again!
In other news, I didn't do anything today. After working out I still ate sweets, pizza rolls, and other junk food today. And it was good.
I played more Yakuza and I'm really liking it.
After 15 minutes it felt like my muscles were shifting and tearing away from my bones. I was short of breath practically the moment I started moving. The worst part is that when I was done, I wound up really dizzy and had a bad case of jitters. I couldn't even lift my arms to wash my hair in the shower!
I didn't know I fell that much out of shape. This is a serious issue, and if I'm not aching and sore tomorrow --or the next day-- I am committed to getting in better shape this summer.
Again, it's not that I'm body conscious or anything, but MAN-OH-MAN if I can't manage to stay active for 15 minutes, that's a teeny weeny problem! Plus, its a huge stress reliever and I could really use a little bit of that.
My extreme case of exhaustion may actually be a false alarm toward my overall health, though. I was running on pretty high amounts of caffeine and had an empty stomach. Now that I think about it, I don't think I was "exhausted"; I think I was actually tripping. This exact situation has got to be the circumstance that contributes to the drug aspect of caffeine. So next time I'll work out when I'm sober of coffee, and I'm sure I'll find that I'm not as bad off as I think I am. If any of you are ever feeling dangerous or daring, and want to experiment with drugs in a healthier alternative to psychedelics, try this sometime and see if you get a similar result... Because I know I'm not going to do that again!
In other news, I didn't do anything today. After working out I still ate sweets, pizza rolls, and other junk food today. And it was good.
I played more Yakuza and I'm really liking it.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
(84) Nothing.
Today was productive, but boring. I called the Starbucks that I applied for an sweet-talked the manager into writing down a note to the hiring manager about how great I am and that I deserve the job.
Then, I went and registered for summer school and made an eye doctor's appointment. Super exciting, huh?
Well I did play Yakuza and so far I like it. The storyline is pretty hard to follow since so many characters with funny names were introduced so fast. But its good. Apparently, the cord that was missing was never lost. I did have the yellow/white/red cable, but I didn't have the actual outlet part. Which has been in my drawer all along. I just never thought it fit because I didn't realize how hard I actually had to push it into the port. OOOOOOOPS.
I never opened that package from GameStop. I think I'll stop by tomorrow and see if I can return it. I'll bet you anything that will be the highlight of my day.
Then, I went and registered for summer school and made an eye doctor's appointment. Super exciting, huh?
Well I did play Yakuza and so far I like it. The storyline is pretty hard to follow since so many characters with funny names were introduced so fast. But its good. Apparently, the cord that was missing was never lost. I did have the yellow/white/red cable, but I didn't have the actual outlet part. Which has been in my drawer all along. I just never thought it fit because I didn't realize how hard I actually had to push it into the port. OOOOOOOPS.
I never opened that package from GameStop. I think I'll stop by tomorrow and see if I can return it. I'll bet you anything that will be the highlight of my day.
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