Posted on August 24th, 2012 1 comment
OK, well life got busy for a bit and now that I finally have a real full-time job, I have some more free time. I honestly think my company is retarded for how little work I’m being given since I spend maybe 1 week a month working but that’s another post. I will say the past few years have been interesting and will probably continue to be so since if I’m bored, I would peace out. Anyway, I’m going to go through a couple years of stuff but not in one post because it would be too big and I wouldn’t get the chance to really add my awesome (retarded?) perspective on the events.
We ride battleships instead of horses.
Posted on April 24th, 2010 1 comment
Ok, my break was shit, again. I’ve to spend almost the whole month reading all the course materials because I couldn’t find time during the quarter seeing as I had to cover most of my team’s shitty work. I really didn’t do much reading last quarter. This means I now had to make up for it by reading 4 classes worth of shit which is kind of a a fuck load, (I think one book alone was 500 pages). I average around 70-100 pages a day so times that by like 3 weeks and do the math.
Pretty much how I study.
Posted on March 29th, 2010 2 comments
So after being in London for about 6 months I’ve been slowly infected by Britishism. When saying thanks, I often use “cheers” instead. I put HP sauce on my chips, which are very different than crisps. I make small talk about the Arsenal Football Club. And I have been drinking tea almost daily. Basically, I am now a big fag. But, I guess things really haven’t changed much.
Quit being a fag long enough to get me some cream before I rape your soul.
Posted on December 2nd, 2009 No comments
There are points during the night where the mind wanders to strange places.
Sometimes we desire to create. To carve rock from the sandy pits of riverside caves. To split flint into sharp edges and so divide our realities into things cut and uncut. We build upon what we build, from boneshaped axes to satellites, an inexorable path towards complexity. Spitting in the face on entropy. I want to go to the wilderness. I want to spear fish. I want to build a fire outside the mouth of a cave. Trek across the savannah. Carve a place to be under the stars. But instead I’m writing this on my computer. I just came back inside from the porch, where I’m reading an Erikson novel under the outside light. It’s 12:47am.
So these are my pithy words. They probably read as very young. Very… trying-to-be-profound. Maybe too many people have wanted to stick this out there before. I never seem to share my really original ideas, probably because I’m afraid that those original concepts aren’t. It’s fucking hard to think of new shit, after all. How many times have philosophical concepts about society been hashed and rehashed? How arrogant to think I’m going to come up with something new about humanity. We don’t change that much, after all. We have the two classes: The Powerful, and The Weak.
Seen some fun demonstrations of that over in NZ recently. (Yes, I’m going to spew bile about politics. Fuck you, it’s my party and I can whinge if I want to).
Posted on November 18th, 2009 No comments
Offical ambassador of N-Korea releases video detailing Kim Jong Il’s position on recent diplomacy.
This isn’t really a new strategy from the North. They lack any kind of real military power, but think bluster and overconfidence will carry them through.
The real reason noone actually attacks them is that they’d feel embarassed beating up on Kim. He’s kinda funny, after all.
Posted on November 16th, 2009 No comments
Well, after an exciting fun filled fresher’s week, it goes without saying, things should go back to normal, which means my luck is back to crap and then some. If anyone was a fan of Married with Children growing up, you might have heard of the Bundy Curse. The Bundy Curse was like a rubber band. Whatever good luck Al received, he would have to pay it back with an equal amount of bad luck. I try not to be so cynical but my history is without reproach. However, unlike Al, I don’t have a dead end job. But really, being a student again isn’t much better.
Come on Cibo, smile. It’s not that bad.
Posted on November 12th, 2009 No comments
Well, the first half of the term is almost over. The program is set up to blow through the basic business courses in two sets over 12 weeks to get things up to speed, and then moving onto the cool shit. Now, 2 out of 3 projects were fairly easy. But, my life has been made difficult by everyone needing to argue every minor fucking point, bitchy girl giving me crap for rewriting her shit accounting paper and wanting me to do her presentation now to get back at me, and finally, having to write a marketing plan when people don’t read the book or go to lectures, but are nevertheless motivated to add their input.
What I felt like doing all week to some of them.
Wow, if I knew fleeing my country was going to be so much fun, I would have punched a cop before I left.Posted on October 28th, 2009 5 comments
Finally, with a break in the action and after finally getting my business team to calm the fuck down about projects that are less work than writing a blog post, I am updating my blog. Well, I’m also writing because I watched my Haruhi videos and London pretty much shuts down at 12 AM except for the clubs; though have fun getting home with the night buses since the subway is closed. Took me an hour just to get a bus on Saturday.
15 MINUTE WAIT MY ASS!
Posted on September 25th, 2009 No comments
So, I spent the last couple of weeks busy as shit trying to get things packed. It’s very hard for me to convey how momentous of a task that is. Before even embarking on this journey of shoving crap into my suitcase, I had to face the long menacing demon that has been a meddler in my escape from my confine for many moons. I had to first clean my goddamn room.
Not really that far off actually.
Posted on September 13th, 2009 No comments
Thankfully, London is a shithole.
The steady, Orwellian decline of England’s citizen’s rights has been brutally fast of late. They took a leaf out of Bush’s book in terms of civil rights erosion under the pretext of “anti-terror”.
Curious term, anti-terror. I’m more scared of oppressive governments that terrorists these days. They take your freedoms one by one by one, and all the time tell you they’re keeping you safe. Far less honest than your typical terrorist, who will just kill you.