Did I get pwned?

Okay, I want honesty here.

I mailed my PS2 to Dave@PSX-TECH.com approximately two-three weeks ago via Priority Mail. I mailed a package to my mom the same day, and she got it the following Tuesday or Wednesday. Even though all I sent her was a sweater, and the PS2 weighed much more than said sweater, I assumed the PS2 made it to San Francisco on or around the same day.

The box was not marked with anything other than the sender and my return address. It was a white, corrugated cardboard box with heavy tape on it. The PS2 was wrapped in over 3 feet of dark purple bubble wrap, with the Crystal Chip and firmware disk wrapped within. I sealed a $15 return-shipping check in a white envelope on top of the bubble wrap. The check has not yet been withdrawn from my account.

I neglected to get Proof of Delivery or Delivery Insurance. I know it was stupid, but I can't do anything about it now.

I have emailed Dave no less than 3 times, and not received a reply. He has always been very forthcoming with email replies before, when I purchased a chip from him, when I had difficulty understanding the install, etc. I have also spoken to him over the phone, and I have his cell phone number. I have checked his website for updates.

But Harry things I got pwned. He says my PS2 has probably been stolen by now, and this idea does NOT make me happy.

I'm planning on calling Dave tomorrow morning and finding out if he got the PS2, and if he did, whether he installed the chip and simply has not had time to get a box/mail it back to me. I sincerely hope the latter is the case.

But... I can take a hit, so everyone-- do you think I got pwned?

The Porn Kingdom is on fire, is on fire, is on fire: The Porn Kingdom is on fire, my fair skank-ho!

Chatsworth is burning to the ground.

Okay, it's only a brush fire, and anyone with any sense of propriety probably won't miss the areas getting burned (only 2-3 houses so far, from what I've heard), but there's smoke covering up what was once a completely blue sky; the sun was dark and then bright red and then glaring orange in less than 10 minutes, and they evacuated campus because of the poor smoke conditions.

I'm glad I got off work early; I'm just so sick of this summer, of August and September especially, of people who bother me whose names start with K (but ironically, this is NOT the same K as before; this is Ks, who I always got along with before... but she felt the need to be bossy and tell me what to do when she had no place nor reason to and on top of that I'm SICK and on my fucking period, so I don't feel like taking shit from anyone, least of all HER)... just of Jamba and its sucky atmosphere.

I know I'm not guaranteed the Red Robin job, but I'd like to be more optimistic than that. So pray for me, okay?

In the meantime, I still hate being sick, on my period, and in an area where the littlest bit of ash floating from 5 miles away gets me watery-eyed and hacking like a lung cancer victim.

Scott was nice enough to give me a call after I TMd him with the evacuation warning... but alas, he's a Scorpio, and a stubborn boy if I've ever dealt with one, so he's going back to the photo lab. He has a good point when he says there's not much difference between his apartment and school in terms of air conditions and safety, but at least at school he can get stuff done. Having come from San Diego and experienced the Simi Valley brush fire 2 years ago, this is pretty routine for Scott, I guess. Nonetheless, I've felt so incredibly lonely and moody lately (especially today with Ks yelling at me the way she did) that I just wanted to spend time with someone for a while. Baba and Grandpa are leaving for Seattle/Rosh Hashannah way early Saturday morning; I have the Clubs Conference all day that day, and then finally, some off time on Sunday (Eva, still coming over? Please say yes!). Then I have almost five days entirely to myself, assuming Scott doesn't stay over for a few (which I hope he does ^_~).

Oh yeah, and I called Dave during lunch today-- the guy picked up his phone, was prompt, answered all my questions... and he's sending my PS2 back to me today (which would have been EARLIER today, as post offices are closed by now) or tomorrow. Turns out the lens was scratching against DVD-Rs. It plays normal PS2 games (including imports) just fine, and CDs and CD-Rs (like my music, PSX games, and "backups" of older games I either broke or borrowed). I don't have nor intend to get any DVD-R burns, so I don't think this'll be a problem. I'm glad I got the whole issue cleared up, anyhow.

*stabbity stab stab* Ouch, a harsh review! But it's not a flame... I don't think... ( I dunno, tell me what you think. Nicely-sandwiched concrit with a side of honesty? )

...*starts crying all over again* Damn it, I don't want to be a waterspout today! WHY VAUGHN, WHY!?!??! (Alias fans, I need some good discussion. Hit me up. Let's theorize.)

( Trick or treat! Hey, what's this block of wood for?! )

In regards to the Alias season premiere.

I'm still a bit shell-shocked and upset. I'm not the kind of person that actively seeks out spoilers way in advance of a show I really like, because then I'll be biting my nails and hypothesizing for days and days. But now that the season finale's over and I'm looking over spoiler forums and boards, I'm kind of numb.

( We will follow the sun forever... )