Archive for February 4, 2007

Happy Anniversary…

…to myself and my beloved MR2, Felicia.

Today marks our one year anniversary. I purchased her last year from a real estate agent at approxiamately 10:33am. I was so happy to take her home and to work to show her off. Up until today, she’s still fine and dandy, minus the melted cat converter mis-hap the other week.

To celebrate (sort of) she’ll be staying at home for the next week or two until I find her a new exhaust and a high-flow cat. It’s either going to be the Blitz NUR Spec, HKS Turbo Series, Fujitsubo Legalis-R or the Berk Technology MR2 exhaust. I’m a little pressed for time as I’d like her to be back on the road again and of course, put her on the dyno sometime in the next month or two to see how she’s doing. Likewise, she’s been quite the dirty whore lately. I haven’t washed her up in a few months with all the dirt and salt collecting. She still gets me the compliment here and there and of course, she’s so hot. Who wouldn’t want her? ;)

Before I forget, my dear 1983 Vespa P200E has been neglected as of late. I’ve been meaning to restore the lil’ bugger but I’ll have to work on that soon since spring and summer is coming along. I’d much rather be able to use the Vespa as a daily driver to and from work and hitting downtown while having the MR2 as a weekend car just like last year. I miss riding the scooter. I’d like to be able to get the Vespa up and running. :)

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A Beautiful Woman…

…So tonight was the RevScene.net Moderator Dinner Meet at Ebisu. I showed up with orgasm_donor and we were actually very early. Within a few minutes, “Super WOP” (I think his old name was Victoria SIR) and Desiree (Celica Girl) came in. I thought to myself, “Wow, she’s cute.” We seated ourselves and Desiree sat at my table, however, left an empty chair beside me. I thought, “Oh, I shouldn’ even bother” but she moved to the other table to my dismay.

Regardless, it was a treat. All throughout the night, all I could do was glance at her without her catching me. Our eyes met briefly but not for long, perhaps short glances. I couldn’t help but just look into her beautiful eyes, her smile and that hair. Not to mention, the shirt she put on, a fusion of Asian and Romantic art into one matching the elegant skin tone of her arms and the piece of artwork on her skin. I knew there was something about her that interested me, but I couldn’t figure it out. I wanted to find out more about her but the distance and social blockage did not allow it. Not to mention, the body of water between us seperates us nonetheless.

At the end of the night, everybody started to pack it in and paid their bills. We said our good-byes and thank you’s and Desiree reached her hand out to me for a good-bye handshake. I shook her hand gladly and went up to her and whispered into her ear, “You are SO beautiful…” smiled, and left the restaurant. She bursted out laughing and if I recall, she turned red, but maybe I’m just colour blind. But Desiree, I really mean it. You are truly, one heck of a beautiful woman.

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