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Monday, May 19, 2008

Amy bloody Whineyhouse

 

I am sick of hearing about Amy bloody Whineyhouse, but this takes the cake, or in her case, the crack:

 

This is fucked up and wrong. 

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Sunday, July 22, 2007

....am I the only on this service...

 

 

   That doesn't use my blog as a voice to express religious banter?

   I just took a look at what other bloggers on this site blog about.

   What I found so far, was Harry Potter and God.

   Maybe I'll find more stuff at a later date:-p

 

 

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Sunday, July 15, 2007

Bomb Threat...at Tescos?

 

    OK, Tescos is a chain of a UK supermarket.

    Everyone goes to Tescos... well they are everywhere really.

  Anyway, this is what happened today:

 

Tesco shuts after threats

 

They say it's not linked to 'extremeism'.

I think it is 'extreme' to have a bomb threat at 14 different stores in different locations.

...I'll keep shopping at ASDA.

 

 

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Saturday, April 14, 2007

I can't go

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Monday, April 09, 2007

You won't believe this...

 

 

Right.

I've been using Aleister to burn choons. After burning them I would put them in my stereo and try them, to make sure that I burned them properly. Well guess the fuck what?

Aprntly, my cd-changer has stopped working. I put in normal CDs and it's not reading them. It's not reading any music enabled CD now.

So, W.T.F happened? Did it burn up? I mean, the other bits work, the tape, the radio, the aux... but, not the CD bit.

So, wtf does this mean now?

How come all my shit has to break? Even people that I know, their shit breaks.

How come shit has to break?

This is gaaaaaaaaaay!

I am not fucking believing this. Does my CD player not know that I have to get all my choons in order for the road trip?

Aprntly, not thus why it like died.

If anything was going to knacker out, it should have been my speakers, cause, trust me, I've been having them at full bass, full vol... but now.. man...

I thought that I brought my portable cd-player with me. But, I can't remember doing that well enough in which to find it.

So, did I bring my portable cd-player here or not?

Man!

Well, screw this... I'm going to bed!

 

Fuck you, Mr. CD-player!

 

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Thursday, March 22, 2007

FFS: TelefreakingMarketers

Ring Ring.

Caller ID: Central Floridia

'Hello?'

'HI! This is Jane from CSI West Group. How are you doing today?'
'Erm, yeah, alright.'
'That's GREAT! I'm calling today to let you know that in the Gatlinburg area at the Lodge Inn, is an open house, and upon receiving a free breakfast and dinner upon your booking, you will have a chance to win a $100 voucher for any location in Gatlinburg.
''Erm."
''Do you visit the Smokies? It says here you are a Knoxvillian, so you HAVE to visit the mountains!''
"Well, no, not really, I do not 'HAVE' to do anything.''
"*laugh out loud*, Do you not like the mountains? During any season, the trees and during the Christmas season, with lots of different people, tourists, the lights... all fantastic to see!''
"Well, that is the thing, I don't like crowds."
"'You know how to avoid those right? The backroads. Surely, you know all about this, as it says you are a Knoxvillian, the mountains are at your backdoor!''
"mmm.''
"It says here that your age bracket says you are 30, is that correct, or are you 25?''
"I'm not 25."
"*giggle* Oh, I see. Well, the best time to go to the mountains is in the morning."
''I do not wake up till near evening."
"Oh, are you a night-time worker?''
"No. I'm a student.''
"Well, it is OK to be 30 and still a student. What are you studying? Are you going to UT or Pellissippi? People of the age of 70 get their PhDs."

"Office Systems Technology with a concentration in Health Care Administration."
"Oh, I see, so you are like studying doctoring stuff."
"There are a lot of humans on this planet that needs proper 'doctoring.'
"*nervous giggle*"

"So, what about your Husband, does he like to go to the mountains?"
''Pardon?''
"Your husband, Brad Pinyon, he is your husband isn't he? It says so right here."
''Actually, I do not even know a Brad Pinyon."
"Isn't your address *&^&( H(**&^^ Drive?''
"I am amazed at how much information you have on me. It makes me feel uncomfortable.''
"*laugh out loud x2* Why? I don't mind having this information stored on myself. I love to go to the mountains. I have had three people book with me today!''
"Well, bind me up and black tar me with feathers, that's great for you. However, I do not appericate the fact that you ring me up, and imply to give me grief for not participating in your abrupt and over assertive telephone communications."

"Well, maybe in the future you will book with us!"
"And maybe in the future you'll trip over that flapping lip of yours and require some 'doctoring' of your face."

 

And then she hangs up on me, which was the wrong thing to do, esp seeing as she was trying to gain customers.
Or.. was I too harsh? Wait. Actually, I do not care. I am sick of these telemarketers having this info on me. So, I've decided to 'fight back. I'll use that opportunity as an 'aggressive' outlet.

The way I see it, is the telephone is no different than the Internet. Both are avenues in which solicitations, idiots, morons, cuntbags, fuckwits, vile, evil, incompetent, mentally fractured, emotionally insane, and mentally deranged socially inapt cretins,  advertise themselves in great mass. 

Yes. I have Caller ID on my 'phone. But, where is the bloody fuck Caller ID for my Internet?!

 

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Horoscopes and a Big Bully Butch

Edge of a energetic shift;

is very near;

to come together.

Logical through these illogical times.

Trust your intuition to move  through the changes. -- What's left of yesterday's Horoscope.

 

Today is a day of regrouping as you put your feet firmly back on terra firma. The intensity of emotions that you recently experienced, however, is still with you for a while, but now your confidence returns and you know what to do. You'll be successful at your endeavors as long as you can keep your optimism alive.  -- Today's (March 21)Horoscope.

 

I read today's (March 22) horoscope and I can def understand why I am doing the whole bored of the Internet thing.

Though at the end of the horoscope it reads:

                    "What you ignore now will only come back to haunt you."

OK. So, let's see. If I don't ignore the Internet, then it will continue to 'bore me'; however, if I do ignore the Internet, then it will come back to 'haunt' me. So, either I try to figure out what that means, or I try to ignore the Internet until my 'boredom' passes. Mmmm, either way, I think I'm screwed.

I am so at the end of my tether in Marketing class. It is absolutely unbelievable what happened today in my team. The 'dominator' of my team is ... well, she's just truly and utterly lost the plot. It is quite apparent that she is actually 'bullying' me. My other teammate made comment on it by asking, 'Are you OK, because she seemed to have it in for you.' Which my reply was, 'I know.'

What happened was that I was looking at my textbook and the Proff comes over and the dominiator said, 'Oh, she's trying to find it in the text.' The Proff says, 'It is not in the textbook, trust me, I wrote it.' So then the dominiator says, 'Yes, that is what I told her that she won't find it.'

Right. I'm sitting right there, like in between the pair of them. All I could do was blink. I said nothing.
We have a telephone presentation to do next Wednesday. The dominator has like weeded me out of the part of the script in which I was rather good. Again, I said nothing.

This dominator makes me feel so 'blah' that I can not even give her eye contact. She makes me cringe. I know this will affect my grade, so actually, I'm at a lost as to what to excatly do.

She was talking about her 'sickness' today, rather than continue with the other project that our team is doing. Time was just ticking by and the rest of us sat there and listened to her. And then when I bucked up and said, 'Well, we really should be getting on with our project.' She just looked at me and gave me this dirty dirty look and snarled, 'Who put you in charge.'

Yeah. So. I counted to five in my head.
A few mins later, she said,  'This is our plan for the rest of the week: I'll do this and this and this and then if any of you have any ideas, let me know and I'll see if I can put them into the project paper.'

Yeah. So. I'm sitting there balling my fist so tightly, making my nail dig into the palm of my hand so much that I punctured it and blood leaked out a bit. 

So, much tension, which did not help me try to de-stress before my Management exam which was right after.

I just never had a problem to this degree with like another adult. Like, she's older than me! Should she not know better?
Either, I can lose my temper and try to save my grade, or I can just ride it out and just accept that it will affect my grade.

The one time where my temper would actually come in handy, I can't even call upon it.

Why?
I have no idea.

I'm pretty sure I could kick her ass.. but then again she was in the army reserves for two years.

Yeah. So, I'm pretty down about that whole situation.

It's been like in the 70's here today. I wore shorts. It's not even May yet.
England in the summer, doesn't look so bad actually.

Went to A's today.
Which was a nice change. She caught me up on all the local news. Local news about this 30-something teacher having an affair with her 18 year old student. She was married. The 18'year old is sitting in his car outside her house. Her husband tells him to leave; he doesn't. So, the husband shot him in the head.
Yeah. That's a bummer.

It just made me remember, why I stopped watching TV, because I've been Internetting instead.
It's like the lesser of two evils, that one has to chose.

TV or the Internet. Internet or Sanity. No TV, No Internet, but become a hermit.

But, regardless of what is actually what, one thing that I do not understand:

   Why am I being bullied at the age of 30?

 

 

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Thursday, January 18, 2007

.......Questionable Flickr Mail

You've been sent a Flickr Mail from 666_De_Santis:

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Thursday, November 02, 2006

4/10 of a point

 

 

I got my mid term average today: 92.6 which is 4/10ths of a point away from a 93, which is an A.

 

Question: How do I raise my overall grade 4/10th of a point?

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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Mysterious Saran Wrap on my bed

 

 

  I havn't been feeling well today.  Went to bed with a headache and woke up with one. So, I've spent most of the day on the couch in the living room, reading a book and watching TV.
I had to loo and so I used the ensuite bathroom attatched to my bedroom. I noticed that Magick and Sammy were curled up together on my queen size bed. I admired the loving scene as I sat on my toilet.

I went back into the living room for a couple of more hours of resting.

It was about 10pm and I thought I would log on and do some Internetting. So, back in my bedroom I go, sit down and start to compute.
About an hour later, I was bored. I logged off.
When I turned around, I noticed my bed and what was on it and who wasn't on it.

Magick and Sammy were not there, they were in the living room, sacked out on the couch. They had sulked in there eariler and napped.

What was on my bed was an entire roll of Saran Wrap. I didn't put it there. I called my mother at work and asked her if she had, for some reason, like maybe used it to fix my window or something:
'Momma, did you leave a roll of Saran Wrap on my bed?'
'No... why would I do that?'
'I thought that maybe you had used it to fix my window.'
'The only thing I did to your window was clean it and shut it properly. I had no need to use the Saran Wrap.'
'OK.'
'You didn't put it there?'
'No. The last time I used the Saran Wrap was in the kitchen, when I was wrapping up your sandwiches for lunch. I left it on the counter. Why would I even take Saran Wrap to my bedroom and leave it on my bed?'
'Hopey....'
'No, Momma, don't go there.'
'Do you think one of the animals did it?'
'I had thought about that, but the pups have been outside all day. It couldn't be Magick, because he has enough to carry himself, considering how big he is. Prissy didn't leave your room all day. I would have noticed Sammy dragging it along with him.'
'Mmmm, are you sure you didn't take it in there and leave it?'
'I am as sure as I am Southern.'
'OK, the our ghost is back.'
'Mr. Morris you mean?'
'Yes.'
'But, Momma.. Saran Wrap?'
'Strange, I know, but he's a friendly ghost.'
'Kinky you mean...'
'HOPEY!!!'
'Well....:-p'

Bah. Freaked me out though.

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Monday, October 02, 2006

Log out already.

I can not get over how some people act over the Internet.

This person seems to excute her 'hate' for me, whenever I open my mouth. She had said something about one of my comments in regards to 'smoking a fag' and I didn't understand what she had actually said. So, I asked her about it. When she went into more detail, I explained to her that I just needed clarification. And she just lost it.

Eariler she had a go at some poor unexpecting girl, they argued, made up and then she started to argue again.

But at any rate, before I invoked the Goddess Ingora I replied:

 I understand that you are going through some real life issues at the moment, but it's not fair on the those that have nothing to do with your real life situation, so please, don't take out your anger out on someone, like me, that you have no idea about, based on a few words and/or actions. If I wanted to be a 'bitch', as you call it, then I would be a lot more tactful than you, but at any rate, I'm sorry that you are so badly and quick tempered.
[02:56] <Arcadia> so you calling me a 'bitch' is not called for at any rate.
[02:57] <XXXXX> isn't that interesting
[02:57] * Arcadia sighs

And what adds to the problem is that her age is the same as her social level: 37.

A person with that kind of atitude doesn't need to be in a chat room like the one in where this took place.

 

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Thursday, July 20, 2006

How fucked up is this?

G's birthday party is Saturday. I want him to have a good day. And what would help that are friends.

Well, this one female 'friend' of his has been married just a couple of years.

G asked her if she and her husband would like to come up.

At first, her husband made all sorts of reasons as why not. Like not wanting to drive up here.

OK.

Well, a mutual friend of ours lives only down the road from her and can pick her up.

She was told this.

And still no go. 'He's still not convienced', she says.

I think that is really a shame. This sorta thing is the reason why her and I fell out years ago.

I know how much G appericates her friendship, they have been friends for many years.

I think Gavin should be utterly ashamed of himself.

Aprntly, 'this' would cause 'marital troubles' and she wants to avoid a mess.

Then, why did they get married in the first place?

Marriage is a mess, a fuss and yes, does have troubles... but that doesn't mean that you just 'cower' down to your husband. You give and take, take and give. It's about 'trust'. Does Gavin not 'trust' her or something?

What is actually preventing her from getting a ride from the friend that lives down the road?

WTF is Gavin going to do... beat her if she tries to leave?

Call her names?

What?

That is so fucked up. What pisses me off the most about the whole thing is that Gavin is being so selfish about the whole 'allowing' thing: 'I forbid you to go, because, I don't like them and niether should you. You do as I say.' Or something to that effect.

Well, if she wants to continue to allow Gavin to do what he does and not respect her, then I personally, do not see the point in trying to be friends with someone when they aren't even allowed out of the house on their own.

Get some guts, girl.

I can understand her situation, but for fuck's sake, maybe it would have been better to have come right out and said, 'No, we can't come' when first asked. That would have saved a lot of effort in trying to sort something out for her.

So, that is twice that has Gavin has done this type of thing.

OK. We've taken it personally now.

 

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Saturday, June 17, 2006

Going through my spam...

 

I was cleaning out my spam box and came across this:

 

You always wanted to use your penis as a billiards cue.  

 

I had to think about that for a couple of mins.

Mental images started to form and then I realised... that... I ended up getting the 'wrong end of the stick.'

Silly me!

haha!

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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Has the Internet been tainted with rudness?

Bugger me.

 

 Has something tainted the Internet?

Good gods, monkey balls, it's like.... most people have just become really rather utterly shite lately.

I go on holiday for a couple of weeks and come back to mayhem.

I just don't understand the reason for all the shitty-ness.

I mean really.

Is it time for yet another 'I hate the Internet' rant?

.... Maybe later.

Gods! Just annoying.

But... look how good I look though:

 

:-p

Ahh, I've cheered myself up;)

 

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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

How stupid can the man be?

 

I found this a bit disturbing to read. I'm still contemplating what is Bush's comments really meant. 

It scared me.

Warning: This may frighten you.

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Monday, January 09, 2006

24 years for eroctica

Man who claimed he killed his wife during sex gets 24 years

DISCUSS Sound Off What do you think about this story? Join the discussion. more>>

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Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Big. Bang. Wally-Wally Bing-Bang.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Telnet Exchanges: Mutated Spod

 

Out of the blue and this happens:

 

John says 'Arcadia, just because YOU dont like a feature doesnt give you the
  right to slag it off.'
John says 'I have never seen you offer any ideas, help etc, you just sit on
  your ass and talk trash'
You emote: Arcadia ain't the only one!
You say 'but, OK, Tim... I mean, 'John''
John sighs, some people really are very stupid i see.
You say 'but, John, you don't know me remeber, so there isn't much to see
  really'
John says 'I have seen ehough thanks.'
You exclaim 'well you sounded like you have known me for ages!'
You emote: Arcadia laffs
You say 'you *crack* me up'
John says 'you sit and talk crap all day long.'
You say 'at least I don't go and steal other ppl's code'
John says 'No code was stpole, an idea was simply copied'
You say 'maybe you should tell Coriander that'
John says 'stolen even'
John says 'How code i steal code, by logging in and reading a help file.'
John says 'And we have titles, which they dont.'
You ask 'you mean how 'could' you steal code?'
You say 'well, aprntly, not very well if your spelling is that shite'
John says 'Like you spell much better.'
You say 'compared to you, I do'
You say 'and I get my words in the correct order'
John says 'as for Coriander i dont care what she thinks'
You say 'go to bed, it's past your bedtime now, anyway'
You say 'maybe you should...'
John says 'as far as i am aware, her talker contains Tims code'
You say 'she is one of your residents'
You say 'OK, you are freaking me out now, talking in the second person'
John says 'talking the in second person would be weird yes'
You say 'and the third person is just not needed'
John says 'Ideas get copied everyday, if she doesn't like it thats just tough'
You say 'but I thought you cared about your residents'
Tomcat says 'everything is a Cheeseplant's House knockoff anyway'
John says 'not if they just sit and whinge over us coping ideas, or just
  generally talk shit.'
John says 'I can about people who bring something to the table, which you
  dont.'
You say 'that is what spods do nowadays, talk shit'
You say 'so, nothing much has changed over the years'
You say 'as I'm sure you can fully atest to, John'
You emote: Arcadia didn't know that Cheeseplant's had a blog feature too
John says ''It didn't as far as I remember.'
You say 'ahh right'
You say 'so, what Tomcat said was wrong then'
You say 'not 'everything' is a Cheeseplant knockoff'
You say 'you 'can' about people'
You ask 'do you mean 'care'?'
John says 'everything is based on Cat Chat.'
John says 'even CPH'
You say 'you've been around Tim too long, you are starting to pick up his bad
  habits'
John says 'in basic principle'
You say 'though, I'm sure you like to 'can' people as well'
John says 'I am trying to do 20 things at a time as well and talk to you which
  is proving pointless.'
John says 'You'r simply to stupid to waste time on'
You ask 'you mean 'you're', yes?'
You emote: Arcadia isn't sure what a You'r is
You say 'I thought you sorted out that spellcheck feature'
John says 'Sorry but I have to stop talking to you now, your a moron yank and
  your wasting my time'
Death says 'DON'T BOTHER TO APOLOGISE'
You say 'well said, Death:-p'
Tomcat says 'this is the most retarded exchange I have witnessed in recent
  memory'
You say 'and so kind of you to join, us, Tomcat'

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Talkers: He strikes again!

 

blog post WTF? : OK. So, you can do blog entries via a talker, which shows up on that talkers website. I think it's rather pointless. I also think that it is totally shite that the person who coded it into a certain talker, was wrong in stealing it from another talker. Yes. You prolly know who I'm talking about. It's him. They let him out of the mental hospital and so, he's running around, under yet another 'assumed name', stealing code and thinking that he was the first person to have ever come up with it; just like when he said the Latvia Mafia was after him and that he worked for MI5. I say again: WTF?

save.

 

 

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