I am genuinely curious to know, on average, how many people a person knows (basically friends and family) that have committed suicide? Personally, I believe I only know of one person. I say believe because I have a very good ability to block out many harmful events. I only know of one person that committed suicide at my high school during the four years I was there and I didn’t actually know the person, so they aren’t on my list. There was a discussion I saw online and some people knew upwards of nine people that had ended their lives. I guess that high of a number just made me think. I’m still thinking.

The fourth FloorBurn game was last night. We improved our record to 2-2! Lee and I were back on a line again, but we just weren’t in sync. I was playing too far away from him and he wasn’t able to get the puck up to me. No matter what, I stole the puck deep in their end, deked the goalie and got my fourth goal of the season. We ended up winning 4-1 and team morale was much higher than any other night. It’s possible that our practice last week really did help, but we shall see.

Ok, more updates to the use car hunt. I totally forgot that Microsoft has its own classified ads! I have contacted four more sellers and I already have two replies! I cannot link to the cars since they are on an internal site, but I can tell you that one is a ’92 Camaro and the other is an ’83 Supra! It would be cool to say that I owned a Supra, no matter what model year it is. Both are in fairly decent shape, at least from what I was told. The Supra needs a muffler, but that can’t be more than $200 to replace. I should be able to test drive both of them this week. Maybe I will end up buying a car this week!

I’m looking for a used car! No, even with all of the problems with the Focus, (which I’ve since named Sanchez, since the car was made in Mexico and now I can make all sorts of “Dirty Sanchez” jokes) I am not thinking of replacing it for a used car. I’m actually looking for an old manual car so that I can get better with an MT before I get a real car. I figure, why not spend upwards of $2,000 on a used car, practice driving a manual, then sell it off for upwards of $1,500 rather than spending $1,200 on clutch replacement for a new car? There is a parking lot a block away from my apartment where I can get a space for only $50/month. I will put the least amount of insurance on it, so it shouldn’t be too expensive of a proposition.

Here are the cars I’ve shown an interest in so far:

1995 Saturn SL 2

1989 Honda Civic

1987 Honda Accord

Possible license plates (all currently available in WA):

  • For a turbo car:




    • SLO4CYL

  • For a WRX:

    • NOTSTI

    • NOTASTI (but that looks like NO TASTI)

    • QWKWRX

  • For a STi:


  • For anything:

    • FASTER

    • FASTAR

    • OMGHI2U



    • OH NO

Just so I don’t forget it again, my AAdvantage (American Airlines frequent flyer account) number is V23M670.

Why am I cooler than you? Thanks for asking! Well, do you have the Knight Rider theme song as your ringtone? Nope, didn’t think so.

Dream Update: The dream from last night concerned me entering some sort of car show. The show was held in a building similar to Cobo Hall where the North American International Auto Show is held. The first part of the dream is quite fuzzy, but it involved Jeff, Russ and I driving quite a long distance from home to the show, trailering my show car. The car was a fairly sedate blue; brighter than Ford Racing blue but not as bright as Subaru World Rally blue. I have no idea what type of car it was, though my mind told me it was an Acura RSX. I’m not even sure what sort of car show it was, but I knew that I had to perform something. Possibly just drive it around for show, possibly drag race it, possibly drift it, who knows!

After we got to the show, there was quite a bit of time before I had to drive, so we walked around. As we walked around, I realized that I had forgotten the keys to the show car! Since it was trailered there, I didn’t need the keys. Oddly enough, I found out that I was carrying one of my old keys from the Michigan Daily and it worked as a master key for the entire showroom building. Again, oddly enough, all of the mens bathrooms were closed so all of the womens bathrooms became co-ed.

While Jeff, Russ and I were walking back down to the parking garage so that we could go get the keys to the show car, we ran into a group of about six people. We were in a small hallway at a bend, so it was a tight fit to get all 9 people through. The groups sort of collided, then the six people swarmed us. My first thought was to check our wallets. They didn’t actually steal our wallets, but Jeff had lost all of his IDs and all of his money except for singles. Just at the end of the altercation, I some how stole back all of Jeff’s IDs and a huge stack of money. I checked my wallet at this point, and it actually had more money in it than before! At first, I was pleased, then I checked the bills. A 300 hundred dollar bill? Another bill that had multiple denominations on it (I remember one that had “$300”, “$133” and “$16” all on the same bill)? Another bill that had some sort of religious message on the back instead of a visual scene? This was where I woke up.