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  • Good ‘ol HateSpiral.

    Posted on December 2nd, 2009 Scritty 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).

    What the Fuck is this? THIS is our PM? White, Rich, in a green leather chair? Good gods, he even LOOKS like a villain.

    What the Fuck is this? THIS is our PM? White, Rich, in a green leather chair? Good gods, he even LOOKS like a villain.

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  • People make life difficult.

    Posted on November 12th, 2009 Cibo 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.

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  • Packing hell into a box

    Posted on September 25th, 2009 Cibo 4 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.

    messy room

    Not really that far off actually.

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  • This is my happy face.

    Posted on August 24th, 2009 Scritty No comments

    “PTTEP” can blow me. Blooooooow me.

    Somehow, these idiots have managed to royally FUCK the Timor sea. Yeah, not just a small area, most of a SEA. Neato.

    This is what happens when greedy fucktards drill for oil. They’ve managed to ruin an entire well, which is now pumping itself into the timor sea. This’ll continue for the next two months.

    Pro Status.

    But oils easy! We can make plastic with it! And shiny, shiny, shiny cars!

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  • Escape From LA

    Posted on August 20th, 2009 Cibo 1 comment

    Well, count-down one month and I’m fucking out of LA for business school in London. What better way to prepare by picking up the Street Fighter 4 Tournament Stick. I mean it’s only like 10 to 15 lbs and will probably cost like 30-40 bucks to ship but hey that’s ok. I can finally quit fucking up my focus attack dash cancel to ultra fireball; though it’s a Japanese style layout which has its own aggravations. And if you understood that, +5 KOOL KID POINTS!!

    I seriously must have owned or used every fucking shitty ass game peripheral from


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  • Retardation in the UK (London Part 2)

    Posted on August 11th, 2009 Cibo 4 comments

    I learned two things this week:

    1) I really suck at counter-strike. Like man, my reaction time blows, probably from all the punches to the head or something. I am actually through obsessive enough to create an experimentation regiment using several online reaction tests and charting the data in excel to insure I can creditably argue I suck based on physical disabilities so I can get a “handicap gamertag”. (Not joking, I’m thanking some god my reaction time is getting better.)

    2) Learning British accounting is like dealing with anything British, shit is all fucking different when it just doesn’t need to be. Furthermore, all that stupid shit is completely fucking over your day. FOR FUCK’S SAKE WHAT IS UP WITH THE THREE COLUMNS ON THE FUCKING BALANCE SHEET!!!? I ALREADY HATE ACCOUNTING AS IS! AND NOW I HAVE TO RELEARN THE WHOLE FUCKING THING AGAIN?

    Now these annoyances are probably not enough to make me go out of my way to write a post, but Scritty was kind of enough to call me a fag and I strongly suggested I should hurry the fuck up. As such, I’m writing part two of London time.


    Union Gurren

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  • The King is dead! And I’m still deaf.

    Posted on June 29th, 2009 Cibo 1 comment

    Well the king as died, not the one with the pasty skin, Mr. Potatohead nose and dangles babies among other things to them.

    Baby toss!11!


    No, our dear, sweet, infomercial sovereign has been done in. I’m guessing from head injury, good times. I feel for you buddy.

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  • Dogs, deafness, and K-on!

    Posted on June 23rd, 2009 Cibo 138 comments

    So I wrote this huge game theoretic post about why the Playstation 3 will not able to get back into the running and will be stuck in 3rd in most markets outside of Japan. Then I remembered like no one gives a shit about that kind of stuff but me.

    I then started wondering about what to write and then it hit me.



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  • Why do you hate me Jeebus?!

    Posted on June 14th, 2009 Cibo 2 comments

      What wonderful news indeeeed!!!

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  • If you want something, other people will try to stop you from getting it.

    Posted on June 8th, 2009 Scritty 1 comment

    Noone else cares about you. It’s true.

    If you ever want something that benefits yourself, noone else will help you. There’s no “goodness” in other people’s hearts.

    The concept of a “decent” person is somewhat outdated, it seems.


    Hate, Hate, Hate.

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