ferretbite

I mentioned this on Dot's journal. I stayed in my apartment during this short trip. And as much as I hate that city, and living in it, there's one thing I always liked, and that's looking at the lights from the windows of my apartment. I like to think that all sorts of people are under the same cloak of darkness as I am, both good and bad, each one doing their thing, some completely unaware of their fortune and others grateful for what little they have.

Well, that will soon be over. They're building another tower right in front of my building so no more city lights for me if I ever go back there. It's weird because I know that I'm gonna miss that so much. It's one of the few things I really liked about living there, along with waking up at -6C then reaching 25C at noon.

There's something about playing a maniac with blades on a PS2 game that just makes you feel good. Maybe it's how he stabs innocent bypassers with those blades or the way he literally rips enemies apart in a way that makes the good old Prince of Persia look tame. Either way, I feel there is something wrong with the following image... Mind you, as far as video game nudity goes, the one you find in GoW is very well done, in that it's not just someone decided "Let's toss a bunch of naked ladies in here!!!", so it doesn't really feel out of place, you know, it makes sense, if you will. So yeah, here's the first pair you encounter pretty early in the game. If you want my opinion, they're fake:

My sometimes crush, others mortal enemy was laid off work today. Apparently her boss, who also owns the place had her sign a resignation letter after lunch was over, and she said it was because of her attitude. Knowing her, I wouldn't be surprised, she does have a way of annoying people, in fact I was barking mad at her because... well, something she said. So anyway, here's a piece of advice: If you're about to get fired without a valid reason, never, ever sign shit, especially a document that states clearly that the company doesn't owe you jack and you leave of your own free will. It may sound elementary, but it's not. At the very least ask that they allow you to make a call before you sign, contact your lawyer (and if you don't have one, stop reading now and get one!!!) or someone you trust, cross out anything you feel is out of place and write down that the crossed out sections are not valid and neither is anything below your signature.

Then proceed to torch the fucking place down.

Ok. I wanted to share a great video with you guys. I wanted you to be able to enjoy (or suffer, as might be the case) it with a single click on "PLAY". But I can't download it to my computer and I can't embed the damn thing either. So what are we going to do? I'm providing you with this link to the video for you to watch. Trust me, it's well worth it.

A brief introduction: It's about relationships between men and women, and above all else, the torture that is the friend zone. You do not know what that is? You're too lucky and I hate you. You do? Watch it, you might laugh. Are you curious about what men think of the subject? Do not miss it.

Also, I'm responsible for the captioning of the video, I did it in a rush on a site I was only just becoming acquainted with. So bear with it or sod off.

I got my results for this period of my Masters studies. That bastard gave me a 97 out of 100. I am extremely angry at this, because I deserved a 100, no less. But I'm thinking he didn't like our little arguement about his teaching methods and such.

It was recently brought to my attention that emotards have a hard time listening to real music, and apparently, metal works best when you want to get rid of them and their wussiness. I knew it worked for people who like other kinds of shit music such as reggaeton, because I tried it on my neighbor and her friends. But if this theory is true, then I think we should pass some sort of law to play some metal and force them to listen to it, and in only a couple of years they would finally be extinct.