Oh w00ty joy! My team leader told me today that I could take Friday off work to get home in time for Christmas. Reason No. 1 to be happy it's Christmas. Reason No. 2 being lie-ins....after that, I'm stumped!
For instance, a good friend of mine asked me to help get her a present for her fiancee for Christmas. Not to be a normal family, oh no! She's getting him porn! This would be all well and good if they had a computer, which they don't. So it's time to turn to their nerdy friend. Now firstly, I have no interest in porn and secondly, I don't have any porn. This leads me to downloading some. Unfortunately my flatmate has yet again used up our download limit, so this leaves a slight snag in the works. Next up, trying to get porn from a friend! Not as easy as it should be! The amount of guys who flat out lie aboot watching porn is unbelievable!! So I finally got a friend who agreed to give me porn, he had nothing on hand but was willing to download something for me. After the usual hindrances, ie: him wanting to download donkey porn for the laugh, we got ourselves sorted.
Then I looked to finding some space on my laptop. Terrible as it is, he's full (yes, my laptop is male, his name's Dagon and I love him very much). I don't even know if I have room for the DVD burner software! Then considering that I have to convert everything to .vob to be watched on a TV and DVD player setup... :( Carrying on anyway, I managed to clear out some stuff, now I'm waiting for the porn...
Well...there's the next snag! My mate isn't able to make it into town tomorrow. He won't be in til Friday, when I'll be on a bus... Fuck it anyways! I hope she likes That 70's Show, cos that's my backup plan!
Durshka out.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Steamed, Fried and Hard Boiled
What is it aboot people? Are some of them born with a stick up their asses or do they get it inserted later on in life?
This post may originate in the bowels of the masses of Christmas shopping I did yesterday, but I'd like to think it found its makings in the wonderful world of irc.
For starters, I think we'll all agree that people should have some sort of intelligence test before they're even allowed near a computer, much less online and interacting with others. Something along the lines of "Do you think 'lol' is an acceptable phrase?" Hit 'no', you may enter the fantastic wonderland of the WorldWideWeb, select 'yes', you may await large men with tanned muscles who will take you away to a wonderland of pain, misery and large objects regularly being inserted into your rectal orifice.
This being beside the point, a certain etiquette should be observed to other users who aren't twats that say 'lol' constantly. Unless it's funny (funny flames are the best) just cease and desist! What the hell is the point of having a full blown argument over the web? Does it make anyone feel better other than the sadist twisted little turds that started it in the first place? Why do they feel the need of having such public displays in front of the rest of us who were happily going aboot our nerdy business? It deducts from such things and has unfortunately resulted in me personally refusing to go into rooms in which I know this shit goes on, rooms which may or may not have been fun before but for the few shitheads who don't know what a joke is, or who find it humourous to inflict their own shortcomings on the rest of the world.
Well, I think that's aboot as vague as I can leave it without having a full blown rant aboot fucken bastards I'd take a great pleasure in slapping.
Durshka out.
This post may originate in the bowels of the masses of Christmas shopping I did yesterday, but I'd like to think it found its makings in the wonderful world of irc.
For starters, I think we'll all agree that people should have some sort of intelligence test before they're even allowed near a computer, much less online and interacting with others. Something along the lines of "Do you think 'lol' is an acceptable phrase?" Hit 'no', you may enter the fantastic wonderland of the WorldWideWeb, select 'yes', you may await large men with tanned muscles who will take you away to a wonderland of pain, misery and large objects regularly being inserted into your rectal orifice.
This being beside the point, a certain etiquette should be observed to other users who aren't twats that say 'lol' constantly. Unless it's funny (funny flames are the best) just cease and desist! What the hell is the point of having a full blown argument over the web? Does it make anyone feel better other than the sadist twisted little turds that started it in the first place? Why do they feel the need of having such public displays in front of the rest of us who were happily going aboot our nerdy business? It deducts from such things and has unfortunately resulted in me personally refusing to go into rooms in which I know this shit goes on, rooms which may or may not have been fun before but for the few shitheads who don't know what a joke is, or who find it humourous to inflict their own shortcomings on the rest of the world.
Well, I think that's aboot as vague as I can leave it without having a full blown rant aboot fucken bastards I'd take a great pleasure in slapping.
Durshka out.
Monday, December 19, 2005
Initial Ramblings
Well la-dee-da, I think we have a blog. Can't say I'll update much, or that anything I recite here will be even remotely interesting, but fuck it, I'm bored in work I may as well bore the whole god damn world as well
So, my week last, there was some London fun involved, except without the fun and more with the blinding pain of every fucken thing going atrociously wrong, being bereft of cash due to a non-working atm card and having to spend several hours each day on trains unless I wanted to be stuck in some crazy backwater village where everything closed by half five, INCLUDING newsagents! Seriously, could they stab me anymore in the back?!!
After that there came a few Christmas lunches, a brand new adorable baby (not mine) and a hen party (again, not mine).
Other than such random happenings, this blog will probably follow a drunken course of nerdiness....I do love my nerdiness ;P
*wanders back to work*
So, my week last, there was some London fun involved, except without the fun and more with the blinding pain of every fucken thing going atrociously wrong, being bereft of cash due to a non-working atm card and having to spend several hours each day on trains unless I wanted to be stuck in some crazy backwater village where everything closed by half five, INCLUDING newsagents! Seriously, could they stab me anymore in the back?!!
After that there came a few Christmas lunches, a brand new adorable baby (not mine) and a hen party (again, not mine).
Other than such random happenings, this blog will probably follow a drunken course of nerdiness....I do love my nerdiness ;P
*wanders back to work*
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