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4:55 pm
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| Wednesday, December 29th, 2004
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12:20 am
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| Sunday, August 15th, 2004
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6:49 am
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| Thursday, January 22nd, 2004
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8:09 pm
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7:56 pm - Good day to you, ladies and germs
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avistel
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OK, lets get this over with...
My name is Dan, known on the net as Avi, or Avistel (by those who know me of course ;) ) . I live a quiet life of a high-school freshman/metalhead/gamer.
I live in Poland, yes, the country thats currently occupying Iraq along with the US Army.
Oh, while i`m at it...
Things that piss me off
- Preps - Pretty common thing in every developed country, therefore i dont have to describe it. Trendy, "cool", hair gel running down their necks...
- Wannabe Metalheads - these guys are another reason to reactivate concentration camps. Wear backpacks with Pentagram pads right next to Nirvana or Metallica. WHORES. Almost always rabid anticlericals/atheists.
-Radical rightwingers - this is a European brand of your good `ol Dubya supporter folks. Noble, well-groomed, prosperous... salt of the earth.
In fact, they are Vatican-ass kissing, pro-life, anti-gay, conspiracy-paranoid, ignorant, pathetic losers. They claim the EU is a Zionist conspiracy and we should not enter it. Whine about including a "reference to Christian traditions" in the EU Constitution preambule if they are supposed to enter it. These fuckers make me sick.
- General jerks. Don`t have to, and frankly, dont wanna, explain this, folks.
... Thats it. Wow.
(NOTE: Some of this may seem incoherent and/or flawed. Its a rant post, so dont be suprised. )
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| Saturday, August 30th, 2003
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12:16 am - Things that piss me off
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lots42
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1) Parents who let their kids scream and screech in public.
2) People who get snarky when you offer suggestions for solving their problems. Fuck you, I'm not going to be your Pity-Bitch.
3) People who leave their dogs in the car. Ignorant assholes should be beaten.
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| Monday, June 10th, 2002
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1:30 pm
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chaobell
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[Cross-posted to my own journal. Deal.]
If you are over the age of 18 and refuse to hold down a job, I don't feel the least bit sorry for you. Especially if you live with your parents.
By "refuse to hold down a job," I don't, of course mean "physically disabled to the point that I cannot see/stand/move around," nor do I mean "doing the housewife thing because the other half makes enough dough to support the both of us comfortably and is okay with it."
By "refuse to hold down a job" I mean:
1. Get a job, decide it's too hard or your boss is too mean (especially if your work day is something like 11-4 and your dress code is something like "you must wear clothes") or it's too far or you don't like the location or you don't like your co-workers a week later, and quit. News flash, kids. There is no such thing as an absolutely perfect job. Welcome to the real world. You don't always get your way here. Deal with it. One shittty job? Sure everyone gets one once in a while. But don't start crying if people start raising the bullshit flag after three or four in a row.
2. Get a job, fuck around and not do your job, and then get fired and blame everyone except yourself. It's highly likely that you didn't get fired because you're not male/not white/not Christian/not straight/not interested in boinking someone you worked with. You probably got fired because you refused to do the work you were hired to do. You get an extra asskicking from me if you cry because the boss that fired you for farting around on company time doesn't give you a good reference when you make your half-assed effort to find another job.
3. Spend months "looking for a job" and snapping at anyone who tells you you're not looking very damn hard. Another news flash: filling out one application a month does not qualify as "looking for a job."
4. And the one that pisses me off most of all: living with parents/friends/partners/spouses who ARE working their asses off and need you to help with your half of the bills--and declaring that you just don't want to work, or that you've tried really really hard and just can't keep a job, because working would interfere with truly important things like watching anime, writing fanfic, and playing video games. FUCK YOU. I lived with one of you selfish, pathetic, immature fuckers for four years, and I am a dumbass for not throwing him out of the house after the first two jobs. And if the person you're sponging and leeching off of grows the spine and balls to ask you to get up off your ass and start contributing, don't you DARE bitch about it. You have no right to live off someone else's money and then throw a temper tantrum when the person whose money you're living on asks to be compensated.
If you think I'm talking about you, I probably am.
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| Saturday, June 1st, 2002
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12:10 pm
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| Friday, May 10th, 2002
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2:59 am
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| Monday, March 25th, 2002
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8:30 pm
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tbone
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First of all, I hate when people park in such a way that they take up two spots. This guy at the library made me laugh. He had parked a late 60s beat up junker-- I couldn't even tell what it was, it was so bad. Across two spaces. The interior was all beat to death, the exterior needed a wash, and the fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror were old and faded. Usually when I see someone park like this, I have the urge to "key" the car (although I have to say I've never actually done it). Not this time. I kind of thought it would damage my keys more than anything.
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| Sunday, March 3rd, 2002
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4:19 am - More things that can suck my wang
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chaobell
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- Strong wind in my face while riding home from work. I said that already, didn't I? But I didn't specify strong wind in my face while it's 35 FUCKING DEGREES OUT. Very funny, weather.
- Modems with jumpers that have to be reset to make them play nice with more than one OS
- The DMCA. I know I already mentioned this too, but as far as I'm concerned, with all the screwing it's enabling, it owes us all a lifetime supply of head.
- Dumbasses that try to install Win98 on a 486SX and then bitch at us, never mind the fact that they bought both the computer and Win98 elsewhere, because it doesn't work and I cannot magically make the thing sprout a P2 over the phone
- Wandering salesmen who look right at the "NO SOLICITING" sign posted at eye level on the door and stroll right on in to display their wares (exemption: the ones that sell food)
- Pigeons and/or seagulls, whichever it was that shat on my bike seat today while I was getting groceries
- People who ignore the "15 items or less" sign at the U-scan and haul up an entire cart of shit
- The same people who take half an hour or more at the U-scan because they cannot read and follow simple instructions in plain English and have to try to scan everything four times before it will work
- The kid whose job it is to watch the U-scan and prevent the above
- People who barge uninvited into private MOO rooms and then whine because they were kicked out
- People who refuse to discipline their ghastly spawn
- Said ghastly spawn, especially of the screaming variety, the spitting variety, and the throwing-things variety
- Microsoft, on general principle
- The repo lot across the street and everyone who works there, and if I ever find out who was repeatedly honking their horn for an hour straight (I shit you not), I will shove a broom handle up his ass until it pokes him in his tiny, useless little brain
So, what can suck your wang?
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| Friday, March 1st, 2002
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11:35 am - Drunken Schmoozes must die
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bashou
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Was out to Yen Ha's last night, and this flippin' idiot had to come to our table and make a show of announcing how old he is (40-something, and not expiring soon enough), and sing, and prance, and buddy-buddy up to us. Scott was way too nice, but I went from jovial to pondering manslaughter. Jax looked like she was waiting for one of us to do something, so I just announced I was ready to go and got the hie hell out of there.
WE DO NOT WANT TO FUCKING PLAY MUSIC TRIVIA! YOU ARE NOT ONE OF US!
Congratulations on being the first ass that has ever made me imagine ripping your nuts off and beating you to death with them. As impossible as it sounds. >:(
current mood:  annoyed
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| Thursday, February 28th, 2002
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4:24 pm
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chaobell
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And now, an entity deserving of a good flame or two: Southwestern Bell and its shitty, shitty DSL service.
Look, you fuckers, my bosses pay good money for this shit. For the last five days, without fail, the shit has gone down like a $5 whore at least once a day, invariably while I'm right in the middle of something important.
Your phone service sucks, your dialup sucks, your DSL sucks, and your customer service (and I use that term loosely) REALLY sucks. And if you can't be bothered to get fucking DSL working in my neighborhood, could you kindly set your post-phone-monopoly-breakup dick-size issues aside for a moment and let companies who know what the fuck they're doing set up a means for the residential areas of this city to get something better than DIALUP? And even THAT sucksucksucksucketySUCKS around here, because the phone wiring (your problem, fuckwits) dates back to the Mesozoic Era and mangles anything that tries to pass through it past the point of recognition in some cases. I think I've hit a full 33.6k once. ONCE. Most of the time, my connection tops out at 24k. Maybe 28.8 if I'm lucky and the planets are aligned just right.
While I'm at it, Time Warner, FUCK YOU TOO. That little pissing contest you had with City Hall screwed us out of fucking CABLE too, for the most part. Thanks for nothing.
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3:53 pm
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chaobell
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I bring you: a flame war community.
Let 'er rip, folks.
And tell your mom to stop calling me. And that she charges way too much.
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