Diary

How do you tell you have a great day? You wake up at 2 PM! Then you spend two hours doing nothing (you tell people you're eating breakfast at 3 PM to freak them out and shit), then you turn your favourite F1 simulator (with Prototype Car mod this time though) and drive alone around Laguna Seca racetrack for two hours. And by alone I mean no frigging AI. Completely alone. I did around 70 laps there. If you think I went out of my mind... Well, no, I didn't. I still went to pee. If I were crazy, such little inconveniences wouldn't make me leave the game.

Well, actually, that was just a test whether the cars (and me) would hold out the whole race for a little championship I plan to run. If you count 25 race marathon with most races taking 2 hours and some even up to three a little championship, that is. I do. Racing 30 minutes for me is like masturbation - it's just not a real thing. I can't call it a proper race. So there, me and one of my friends are trying to find several more madmen or madwomen who'd be willing to waste several hours of their lives every weekend doing laps in a circuit they have no chance to see in their lives, much less drive it. Would be fun... if there were such people of course, but I find it very hard to believe.

Anyway, what I really wanted to share with you was a picture of burnt down car in front of my house. It was blown up two nights ago. Funnily, there were two firetrucks to put the flames out. I mean, seriously, most often only one comes to a burning house, what a fuck? If they see that flames are open, they just don't bother and wait until everything burns down, because you will have to demolish everything to build a new house anyway, so what a hell, why bother at all? Well, OK, maybe I am exaggerating a bit, but still, two firetrucks seemed to be one too many. The fire didn't even get to the fuel cell. Of course, that's kind of sad, because I am a huge fan of free fireworks, but, uh, OK, at least the sonic boom from explosion didn't smash my windows, I don't mind.

The problem is, I didn't get the picture. The burning happened at night, and my phone camera is crap in darkness. The next day I was too occupied with midterm exams and shit. Last night I remember I have to take a picture burnt down car... and yay, I didn't even go out today. I was too lazy to do that, how sick is that? God, I think if it were 70's, I'd be living in the basement and playing D&D and shit. Good thing we don't have basement, because we live in a flat. Anyway, I still blame the fact that I don't have a girlfriend. And don't try to convince me that this is circular logic, because to get girls I have to get out. Don't. Even. Think. About. It.

RIGHT NOW: Watching Gabriel Iglesias stand-ups. That... uh... fluffy guy is funny as hell. Too bad YouTube doesn't have a lot of his videos up. Ah well.

So you thought you were forgotten for a while, huh. Well, sorry, but I was too busy pretending like I was studying for mid-term test from Management Basics. If you think that subject is stupid - you're dead on. As you can easily guess, I didn't study at all and I'm proud of it, because I got 83% anyway. And by "didn't study" I mean skipped about a half of the lectures and didn't even bother to get a textbook. When I don't study, I mean it.

Except that, there isn't much to write about. I got myself a new addiction which is called Wikimapia. Now that thing is a million times more fun to edit than Wikipedia. Since I am a huge racing fan, first of all I started adding and editing various race courses in Lithuania and elsewhere. Three hours later, I have three kart tracks and three proper race tracks in Lithuania, historic Pescara circuit (huh, no one ever bothered to map out that one???) and St.Petersburg street circuit, where IRL races are held (again, huh?). In short, that thing is awesome.

What else... Oh, yes, of course, I bought myself a pair of gloves that go right up to your elbow and a scarf. Yes, I know they both look kind of girlish, but I don't give a damn. I'm kind of used to the fact that Tiffy increases my girl-or-gay-o-meter something like once every week, so it means I will be a girl or a gay in a couple of years, so why bother evading that. After all, those gloves are so cute and warm... And black!

RIGHT NOW: Just back from the bath and to the bed! I need my sleep badly, because this week I had seriously too little of it. 12 hour sleep, here I come.

Sorry, people, but I will be brief tonight. It's already 3:40 am here.

If you ask me, what I did up till now... well, uh, nothing serious really. It just seems that I am the last fan of Champcar on the Earth, because the last race was over 48 hours ago, but no one has bothered to update Wikipedia yet. Since I thought going to sleep isn't as fun, I just edited and edited and edited... Wikipedia is powerful on this regard. Once you start editing something, you just can't stop. Anyway, I've done what I could do, so maybe I should go to sleep after all.

Other than that, today was procrastination galore. I didn't even bother to get put of bed until it was 1:00 pm. Even then, instead of going to university, I turned on the PC and played F1 Challenge until... well, until I went to edit Wikipedia apparently.

I need a girlfriend pronto, otherwise I will become into fat smelly bearded excuse of a man in no time :-(

RIGHT NOW: Watching several YouTube videos about on-board laps in various venues, e.g. Nurburgring Nordschleife, Road America, Circuit Charade and Surfers Paradise.

Muhahahahahahaha!!! When my belief in Formula One is almost completely shattered, something worth watching happens. This time the biggest jerk and whiny kid of all times Fernando Alonso wanted to ensure daddy's boy Lewis Hamilton doesn't win the championship that the Drunken Finn gets the championship. Muhahahahaha!!! Stupid pricks... It doesn't matter that Massa was "unintentionally" held up a bit to make sure Raikkonen comes out first. It doesn't matter at all. Alonso's idiocy was more than enough to make me happy.

Anyway, all the evil laugh aside, I still think that Formula One sucks. There are a lot reasons for that, and it would take too long to name them all. Let's just summarize it in one word - BORING!!! When the most interesting thing in the race is when will someone pit, I somehow feel it shouldn't be called race at all. How about "colourful high speed parade"?

RIGHT NOW: Watching "Subway 500" in Martinsville Speedway. Maybe NASCAR is a redneck sport, maybe its races are a couple of hours too long and maybe it is stupid to run laps with left turns only, but heck, at least them are racing each other and don't go into "saving mode" with twenty laps to go.

Formula One needs cautions badly. That and more talented drivers who don't advocate installing bloody chicanes wherever the car is doing anywhere near 200 miles per hour. And some more interesting points system. And...