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Posts from January, 2010

Naysayers

Say you’re yearning for something you shouldn’t be after.

I mean, people frown upon it and facts lead you to believe it is no the right thing for you. Whats more, you even said you don’t want anything to do with it. And you make a big point of that, too.

In this case, seeking it would make you spineless and a hypocrite and a coward. Just like a person that’s quit smoking and takes drag, or buys a new pack. You fell of the wagon. At least, that’s how people will see it.

It actually takes great courage to give in to temptation. Few people realize that, and fewer still applaud it. It’s a nice way of taking responsibility. It’s a great way to make mistakes to learn from. Or maybe you get lucky and prove everyone wrong.

Kudos to you if you do it!

Posted on the 25th of January, 2010 | 21 Exquisite Comments

The Ideal Breakfast

It’s morning and your alarm startles you. You awake to find yourself across the bed from her. You’re a guy, so usually, your first thought of the morning is “I need to pee” or “Fuck! What time is it?” if you’re me. But not today.

Gentle sunlight makes its way through the blinds and caresses her naked shoulder, thus making it glimmer in your hazy eyes. She slowly turns, and with the moves of a gentle cat, she draws near to smile you a “Good morning!”

It’s not sex, and it’s not love. It’s better than vitamin C on a harsh winter day. It’s better than sleep after a Mexican Drinking Night and better than water the morning after. You’re both still a bit dazed so everything’s moving slowly. It’s like the dread on a Monday morning combined with the hope of a Friday afternoon. Every sigh, arch and ‘oh’ is so mellow, yet every grip and thrust is stronger than Irish coffee.

The climax is like a slow dance at a highschool party, the shower after is an exclamation mark. You wear nothing but a t-shirt, to underline how naked your better-bottom half is. She is still naked, because she can…

Oh, right. Then, you eat your cereal, or whatever.

Posted on the 18th of January, 2010 | 10 Intelligent Comments

Being Wanted: Better Than Sex

It’s funny how the human mind works, really. But the female mind is simply fascinating!

Some people are results driven. They don’t like mistaking motion for action. They like finality, and are willing to go to extreme lengths just to see that happen. They make for great executives.

It’s funny that woman executives are more efficient than men in the same position. It’s funny because women really like mistaking motion for action. For them, it’s not about the end result. There might never even be a finality to their game.

Apparently, women really appreciate being wanted. And just that. When they catch on to a guy that fancies them, they will live in that bubble for as long as they can. It’s amazing to witness.

The best part is their genetic coding, which makes them yearn for stability — a nice, constantly safe environment to bring up the kids. It’s usually the good guys that project this sort of image. So, it’s quite understandable why they like feeling wanted by a nice, good guy. Or two, or three. Nothing needs to happen, though. It’s all motion, not action.

Women like getting bonuses. So they really dig it when one o’ them bad guys acts like he’s interested. Bad guys are just sexy, and dangerous, and wrong. But women love it. The perspective passion adds so much value that they overlook the instability that would come with such a relationship. Not to say that there will be a relationship. Whether that happens or not is irrelevant, so long as the woman feels desired.

But here’s the fun part: women love it when a bad guy, seems like he does not want them. Moreover, he seems to be making a point about how they do not want them. The girl’s reaction is sometimes the same one as when the bad dude does want them. This time, there’s no prospect of a stable relationship that would be good for their offspring. There’s no real promise of passion, either. There are no compliments to fuel the girl’s ego. But said girl is excited nonetheless.

What happens is: the woman’s brain tricks her into believing the bad guy does, in fact, want her. Just that he might be playing bastard, which is the male version of playing hard to get. She will go ahead and do things that all women do: distorting reality to match her own ideas, see things that are not there as well as ignore whatever bit of information does not bode well with her fantasy.

Some women like to feel wanted, even if in their own imagination.

Posted on the 12th of January, 2010 | 17 Arrogant Comments

Tech Support

I got a nice phone call the other day:

Hi, Horia! I have a problem.

Hello! Let’s see.

I have this Trojan notification from my antivirus…

What options does it give you?

“Copy(!) to Quarantine”, “Terminate” and *gibberish I could not make out*

Okay; click the Quarantine one.

OK. I clicked the red X and it’s now asking me if I’m sure. It also says that if I take no action, my computer could be at risk.

Right, click No, then Quarantine, then Terminate.

I clicked Quarantine and it’s not doing anything.

Click Terminate.

Nothing. Wait. It went away then came back again.

*I imagine they’re refering to the notice*
Please disconnect from the internet.

Okay, hang on. *I hear a lot of commotion* I closed Opera. And all the files. Now what?

Did you disable your wireless connection?

Why?

Please disable your wireless connection.

OK, let me start up Opera first.

Wait, no…

OK. Now, to disable the wireless, I need to plug out the black box from down there, right?

Erm, I guess that would work too. Go ahead.

Ah, I found the switch on my laptop. I disabled the wireless, but now I still get the notice.

Quarantine, then Terminate.

Ok, it came back.

Close Opera, please.

Ok. Wait, I can’t.

*I figure a download prompt is keeping them from closing the browser*
Press Ctrl + Shift + Escape for me, please.

So, C-T-R-L *sounds of them straining* Shift and.. what?

Escape. To the top left.

Ok. I get this funny window with…

I know. Click on the tab labeled “Processes” … Now find Opera.

Opera.exe!

Right. Now, right click on that.

Click or double click?

No, the right mouse button.

OK, I get a menu that..

I know. Click on End Process Tree

Right click?

No, regular click. Left mouse button.

OK. Hey, Opera disappeared.

Yes. Now start Opera again
*I figured a mallicious script on a website they were on was to blame. Opera can be set to restart with all the tabs from the previous session opened without prompt. To get rid of the tab, I had to throw Opera into error recovery mode so that they could select to start fresh, with no tabs. Otherwise the tabs would be loaded from the cache*

OK…

Now, a window should appear with…

*To herself* Tabs from previous session, OK…

No!

Oh, I get the notice again!

Yes, in the task manager, close Opera the same way as before.

Oh, I closed that window. How do I get it back? C-T-R-L…

Ctrl+Shift+Esc, Processes, find Opera…

Yes, yes. OK, closed Opera.

Start Opera again. This time, when the startup screen appears, wait for me. Okay?

OK. So, Tabs from previous session

Okay, anything but that option. Try “Start with Speed Dial”.

OK… It started. Hey, where are all my tabs?!

They  needed to be closed. Do you remember the link in last tab you were on? Stay away from it!

I don’t remember.

Gah, well. What version of Opera are you using?

I don’t know.

Click Help, then About Opera.

Oh, OK. Opera nine point…

Upgrade! Go to Opera.com and download a new version, please. Opera 10.10.

OK. I’m on the site… Download..

Wait, didn’t you disable your wireless?

No, why?

Nevermind. Please scan your system to make sure the infection did not spread.

OK. But later. It makes my laptop run slow. Erm, Horia, thank you.

Don’t mention…

You don’t mind me calling you when I run into trouble like this, right?

No, I don’t. Because now you know how to fix this kind of issue. So when something like this happens again, you’ll know what to do and you won’t have to call me.

Erm…

Right, goodbye!

Posted on the 11th of January, 2010 | 8 Brilliant Comments

Because Small Talk Will Only Get You So Far

Do you really listen when someone’s talking to you?

When you’re having a conversation with one person, or more, you should be trying to analyze each single bit of information that comes out of their mouth. Piecing them together to form a tale or a great idea.

What really happens is: you stop at the first keyword you hear. You then remember a story you can tell that’s somehow connected to the idea. Are you familiar with this feeling?
“Boy, just wait until I tell them this. They will so think I’m awesome when I’m done! They have to, because I do…”
You know, you’re thinking that story is so damn awesome that people will be awestruck.

The problem is, by the time you’ve thought all that, and ran the story through your head, the other person has exhausted their idea. And you missed out on all that! They took the blank stare in your eyes as a sign of you being uninterested with the particular subject. And they moved on, changing the topic, most likely.

Then you smuggle your little story into the conversation. It’s only slightly pertinent, but you make a big point as to how all-relevant it actually is. That same thought is still pounding in your head. “When I finish this story, boy, will they ever think I’m cool!”

That’s one of the things I hate about conversations today. With some people, it’s not an actual conversation, they’re just waiting for their turn to speak!

If you’re looking for great conversation, you shouldn’t need to look further than the people you already know. Just listen to them. Well, most of them.

Posted on the 8th of January, 2010 | 18 Extraordinary Comments

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