Jonathan

or

Six weeks after quitting my job, my EI application was finally approved, meaning that I can piss around for the next 4 months while $268 per week is injected into my account. Obviously I won't be dumb about it. I'll be looking for a job, but with much more upper hand than before.

Also, I recently opened a government letter, and was pleased to receive an income tax rebate cheque of over $1,000.

FFS I don't have the disc anymore, christ i bought it like 12 years ago, WTF am I supposed to do when I reformat huh?!

• Asus M2N4-SLI NVIDIA Socket AM2 ATX Motherboard / Audio / PCI Express / Gigabit LAN / S/PDIF / Serial ATA / RAID
  
• Centon 2048MB Dual Channel PC6400 DDR2 800MHz Memory (2 x 1024MB)
  
• AMD Athlon 64 X2 4000+ Socket AM2 BOX CPU
  
• EVGA GeForce 8600 GT / 256MB GDDR3 / SLI Ready / PCI Express / DL Dual DVI / HDTV / Video Card
  
• Western Digital / Caviar / 80GB / 7200 / ATA-100 / EIDE / OEM / Hard Drive
  
• Ultra / X-Finity / 600-Watt / ATX / Dual 80mm Fan / SATA-Ready / SLI Ready / Blue / Power Supply
  
• Power Up Black Corporate ATX Mid-Tower Case with Front USB and Audio Ports
  
• Acer AL2423WR / 24" WIDE / 6ms / 1000:1 / WUXGA 1920 x 1200 / DVI · VGA / Silver / Widescreen LCD Monitor
  

• Asus M2N4-SLI NVIDIA Socket AM2 ATX Motherboard / Audio / PCI Express / Gigabit LAN / S/PDIF / Serial ATA / RAID
  
• Centon 2048MB Dual Channel PC6400 DDR2 800MHz Memory (2 x 1024MB)
  
• AMD Athlon 64 X2 4000+ Socket AM2 BOX CPU
  
• EVGA GeForce 8600 GT / 256MB GDDR3 / SLI Ready / PCI Express / DL Dual DVI / HDTV / Video Card
  
• Western Digital / Caviar / 80GB / 7200 / ATA-100 / EIDE / OEM / Hard Drive
  
• Ultra / X-Finity / 600-Watt / ATX / Dual 80mm Fan / SATA-Ready / SLI Ready / Blue / Power Supply
  
• Power Up Black Corporate ATX Mid-Tower Case with Front USB and Audio Ports
  
• Acer AL2423WR / 24" WIDE / 6ms / 1000:1 / WUXGA 1920 x 1200 / DVI · VGA / Silver / Widescreen LCD Monitor
  

• Asus M2N4-SLI NVIDIA Socket AM2 ATX Motherboard / Audio / PCI Express / Gigabit LAN / S/PDIF / Serial ATA / RAID
  
• Centon 2048MB Dual Channel PC6400 DDR2 800MHz Memory (2 x 1024MB)
  
• AMD Athlon 64 X2 4000+ Socket AM2 BOX CPU
  
• EVGA GeForce 8600 GT / 256MB GDDR3 / SLI Ready / PCI Express / DL Dual DVI / HDTV / Video Card
  
• Western Digital / Caviar / 80GB / 7200 / ATA-100 / EIDE / OEM / Hard Drive
  
• Ultra / X-Finity / 600-Watt / ATX / Dual 80mm Fan / SATA-Ready / SLI Ready / Blue / Power Supply
  
• Power Up Black Corporate ATX Mid-Tower Case with Front USB and Audio Ports
  
• Acer AL2423WR / 24" WIDE / 6ms / 1000:1 / WUXGA 1920 x 1200 / DVI · VGA / Silver / Widescreen LCD Monitor
  

• Asus M2N4-SLI NVIDIA Socket AM2 ATX Motherboard / Audio / PCI Express / Gigabit LAN / S/PDIF / Serial ATA / RAID
  
• Centon 2048MB Dual Channel PC6400 DDR2 800MHz Memory (2 x 1024MB)
  
• AMD Athlon 64 X2 4000+ Socket AM2 BOX CPU
  
• EVGA GeForce 8600 GT / 256MB GDDR3 / SLI Ready / PCI Express / DL Dual DVI / HDTV / Video Card
  
• Western Digital / Caviar / 80GB / 7200 / ATA-100 / EIDE / OEM / Hard Drive
  
• Ultra / X-Finity / 600-Watt / ATX / Dual 80mm Fan / SATA-Ready / SLI Ready / Blue / Power Supply
  
• Power Up Black Corporate ATX Mid-Tower Case with Front USB and Audio Ports
  
• Acer AL2423WR / 24" WIDE / 6ms / 1000:1 / WUXGA 1920 x 1200 / DVI · VGA / Silver / Widescreen LCD Monitor
  

Long story short; I got chased out of a club it took me ages to find, by a little, middle-aged man who could not keep his beady eyes off me. I'd be charged by mili and civie laws, and lose my fast-track promotion if I had smote him. I had a kebab with chips and lettuce.

Short story long (warning! attempted humour);
I split from my group. Alone I hunted. I searched long and hard, but I finally found it. After interrogating Bournmouth bouncers for an hour and walking for miles to the edge of the suburbs I located a club which played rock! I was happy. The music was good and the bevies; cheap. But as I was buying said bevies I was to discover a terrible curse; a homosexual stalker.

He caught my eye at the bar, and nodded. A horrid little creature he was too, but I returned the nod, payed the barmaid and was about to move away when he stopped me with his creepy stare - into my soul.

He tapped his beer and nodded at me, holding it out as an offering. WTF? Thinks I, He wants me... to have his half finished bottle of Becks? Fuck?! Perhaps he is foreign?

'No thanks I've got a drink!' I cried and turned on my heel to check out the club. Killing in the Name Of was playing so I assembled on the dance floor, then Guns and Roses came on so I beat a hasty retreat, while observing the floor.

A sense of dread. I felt his gaze on me, burning me. I turned to catch the creature turning innocently away. Resuming my observation I turned to catch him thrice more!

My blood like ice, I knew what was happenening. I'd done the same thing in school, to girls I thought I'd loved. Y'know, when the attraction was so much that you couldn't help but look. I now knew how it felt, to have a horrid little creature gaping at you (he even had the glasses). This was God, trying to make me see the error of my teenage ways. But wait a fucking second. I'm not even hot, WTF was this guy thinking? Has he no taste?

I tried moving to a new location but he followed, stealthily using walls and people to get a peep at my dorkular build. I found with some amusement that his crippled confidence stopped him from entering the dance floor, like some kind of crazy forcefield. On the dancefloor I was safe, but Guns'n'Roses was still playing, what was I supposed to do?

So there I was... using my peripheral vision to monitor my little admirer, while pretending to watch people rock out to Paradise City, waiting for some decent rock to come on so I could flee to the dance floor and ignore him. For a gay admirer, I can handle, but this was fucked. Had he tried to spike me before? Was he even gay, or was he a miniature sociopath eyeing some 'easy prey?'

It wouldn't have been so bad if I couldn't see him, but he was standing bare inches from my side and blatently checking out my profile.

I decided my friends should like to know of my prediciment and maybe if he thought there was more of us coming he'd bugger off! I pulled out my phone and began to make like I was reading a text before writing my own in my lethargic manner (I text like old people fuck: slowly).

'Being stalked! WTF?' I texted, when I saw him half-leaning towards me. My eyes met his. He smiled apologetically. I retreated to a nearby pillar and leaned on it cool-dude style, tilting the phone and leaning over it to obscure his view. He disappeared from my side.

...And reappeared round the other side of the pillar, watching me intently. You fucking kidding me?! I thought.

Ignoring him I suddenly strode with conviction towards the entrance of the club, like I was gonna meet a friend, and leaned against wall like I was waiting for someone. Sending my half finished text I turn, to find him standing over my shoulder on tip-toes, checking out the message. I almost screamed 'Holy Shit dude!' into his little face, but I managed a wry smile and said; 'A little fucking creepy, man!'

He looked at me sadly, nodded and waddled off. Thank fuck for that.

I returned to my place by the pillar and resumed waiting for Guns 'n Roses to end... in vain, because their songs never fucking end.

I begin another text when I see a scarily familliar shape waddle past. Jesus. HMS Christ! I thought for a second he hadn't seen me, but he span 180, checked me out and scuttled to a less obvious vantage point.

The text ended, Fuck this bullshit, I'm outta here!

Taking huge steps I speed walked from the club with the momentum of a thousand elephants made of steel. At 100m I turn to see him standing in the doorway. I know it was him because he was the only one in there not dressed as a rocker, infact I think he was on my trail before I even found the rock club.

Bollocks, thinks I! Coming to a roundabout I split for the underground passage. Out on the otherside I looked back to see that he had not only halved the distance, he was strolling over the roundabout with extreme prejudice.

What the Fuck? I cried before fleeing back to town lightning fast, (Thank god for basic training) I must have run a mile or two at top speeds passing bewildered bouncers and party goers and refusing people trying to sell food to me as I sprinted past.

Eventually I stopped and ate a kebab with chips and lettuce,
the end.

I have a confession to make.

Sadly, I joined Digg just so I could try to "talk" to the hopeless uninformed people of today and see what they really think.

How dumb I was to think I could sway them.

Slashdot recently posted this article http://it.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=07/03/22/2121214 which was laughed at in unison there. AS it SHOULD BE, it's blatant FUD through and through.

However, a look at Digg...

http://www.digg.com/microsoft/Hell_freezes_Windows_listed_as_most_secure_OS
(note: I am not responsible for death by laughter)

And suddenly I wonder, "Is Digg just normal everyday people that are hooked on 'Web 2.0' ? Or is this some alternate universe where Windows is the Bees' knees?"

Then there are the "Truthers". Imagine Xdelusion and Nightmare Doom combined -- then multiply the result by a few hundred times, and you get these morons. These dipshits shun all rationality and suck Alex Jones's and Dylan Avery's pole daily . They believe in retarded shit like The New World Order ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_World_Order_%28conspiracy%29) , which makes me wonder if they live in their mother's basement and never go outside (for if they did, they would realise they were full of shit). It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't persist in posting their bile on the site, making my block list 30 miles long.

Maybe I should count my blessings, and thank God it isn't Youtube. http://xkcd.com/c202.html

Recently I have been thinking of having a "Month of Doom" this coming summer featuring several competitions and contests with numerous prizes. I was contemplating prizes for contests and what you would do to win them. Naturally this event needs several things, community members to help, donations to purchase prizes and suggestions on what to have take place. So far I've considered...

Prize suggestions

• id anthology
  
• Doom 3
  
• Gameboy DS w/GBA Doom
  
• Quake Wars: ET (if it happened to be released by the summer)
  
• Reaper minis
  
• Action Doom Merch!!
  
• Date with Kaiser (subject to availability)
  
• XBox w/Doom3 and/or Resurrection of Evil
  
• Nintendo64 w/Doom64
  

• Odamex Tournament
  
• Speedmapping Contest
  
• Wad Making contest (1024/sector limit/etc)
  
• Speedrunning/demo Competition
  
• Quiz Contest
  

There is something I would like to say. I am homophobic. I'm a regular poster here and I wouldn't in a million years admit it unless I was hiding behind this account..Like I am now

Alright, enough of that.

Yes, I'm a homophobe, or as I like to say in real life, I fucking despise faggots. Now, granted, I don't claim I can tell who's a fag just by looking at him/her, and some of my favorite artists happen to be queer in one way or another (Queen, Bowie, Orgy, Reznor, et cetera). Also, I don't go to antifag rallys, nor do I curb check fags for fun in the street. For the most part, as long as fags leave me alone, I leave them alone, like anybody else.

So why do I hate faggots so much?

01) The ones that claim "God and/or nature made me this way." Bullshit. The whole point of a species survival is to reproduce and carry on the species. Now why the fuck would nature create something that isn't going to reproduce? It's not fucking natural, quit acting like it is.

02) The ones that go on and on about gay rights. These are as annoying as women's rights activits or civil rights leaders. You want to be equal? Fine. Just shut the fuck up and go about normal business like everybody else. Quit trying to get noticed and get special fucking treatment. That's not what being equal is about.

03) If there is a faggot at a party, they always seem to home in on me. Here I am, trying to get drunk and have a good time, trying to mack on the bitches, and this fucking dude tries to hook up with me. Always trying to rub up on me and shit. Doesn't even stop when I politely explain I'm not a fag and tell him to leave me alone. Fuck that shit. Next time this happens I will curb check the motherfucker.

04) They're not helping with the aids problem. Everybody keeps asking what to do about aids, and I always say this: take everybody with aids, and fucking kill them. Then burn the bodies. I saw a commercial the other day where a woman asked what she can do to prevent herself from getting aids. My response: Unless you're a slut, nigger or faggot, you're probably not going to get aids, so don't worry about it.

That about covers it; if I think of anything else, I'll add it later. I hope I've done my part to piss some people off. As I stated earlier (#2), I don't mind any of you guys being a faggot as long as you don't make it an issue. When I'm deathmatching with you guys, I can't tell.

There is something I would like to say. I am homophobic. I'm a regular poster here and I wouldn't in a million years admit it unless I was hiding behind this account..Like I am now

Alright, enough of that.

Yes, I'm a homophobe, or as I like to say in real life, I fucking despise faggots. Now, granted, I don't claim I can tell who's a fag just by looking at him/her, and some of my favorite artists happen to be queer in one way or another (Queen, Bowie, Orgy, Reznor, et cetera). Also, I don't go to antifag rallys, nor do I curb check fags for fun in the street. For the most part, as long as fags leave me alone, I leave them alone, like anybody else.

So why do I hate faggots so much?

01) The ones that claim "God and/or nature made me this way." Bullshit. The whole point of a species survival is to reproduce and carry on the species. Now why the fuck would nature create something that isn't going to reproduce? It's not fucking natural, quit acting like it is.

02) The ones that go on and on about gay rights. These are as annoying as women's rights activits or civil rights leaders. You want to be equal? Fine. Just shut the fuck up and go about normal business like everybody else. Quit trying to get noticed and get special fucking treatment. That's not what being equal is about.

03) If there is a faggot at a party, they always seem to home in on me. Here I am, trying to get drunk and have a good time, trying to mack on the bitches, and this fucking dude tries to hook up with me. Always trying to rub up on me and shit. Doesn't even stop when I politely explain I'm not a fag and tell him to leave me alone. Fuck that shit. Next time this happens I will curb check the motherfucker.

04) They're not helping with the aids problem. Everybody keeps asking what to do about aids, and I always say this: take everybody with aids, and fucking kill them. Then burn the bodies. I saw a commercial the other day where a woman asked what she can do to prevent herself from getting aids. My response: Unless you're a slut, nigger or faggot, you're probably not going to get aids, so don't worry about it.

That about covers it; if I think of anything else, I'll add it later. I hope I've done my part to piss some people off. As I stated earlier (#2), I don't mind any of you guys being a faggot as long as you don't make it an issue. When I'm deathmatching with you guys, I can't tell.

There is something I would like to say. I am homophobic. I'm a regular poster here and I wouldn't in a million years admit it unless I was hiding behind this account..Like I am now

Alright, enough of that.

Yes, I'm a homophobe, or as I like to say in real life, I fucking despise faggots. Now, granted, I don't claim I can tell who's a fag just by looking at him/her, and some of my favorite artists happen to be queer in one way or another (Queen, Bowie, Orgy, Reznor, et cetera). Also, I don't go to antifag rallys, nor do I curb check fags for fun in the street. For the most part, as long as fags leave me alone, I leave them alone, like anybody else.

So why do I hate faggots so much?

01) The ones that claim "God and/or nature made me this way." Bullshit. The whole point of a species survival is to reproduce and carry on the species. Now why the fuck would nature create something that isn't going to reproduce? It's not fucking natural, quit acting like it is.

02) The ones that go on and on about gay rights. These are as annoying as women's rights activits or civil rights leaders. You want to be equal? Fine. Just shut the fuck up and go about normal business like everybody else. Quit trying to get noticed and get special fucking treatment. That's not what being equal is about.

03) If there is a faggot at a party, they always seem to home in on me. Here I am, trying to get drunk and have a good time, trying to mack on the bitches, and this fucking dude tries to hook up with me. Always trying to rub up on me and shit. Doesn't even stop when I politely explain I'm not a fag and tell him to leave me alone. Fuck that shit. Next time this happens I will curb check the motherfucker.

04) They're not helping with the aids problem. Everybody keeps asking what to do about aids, and I always say this: take everybody with aids, and fucking kill them. Then burn the bodies. I saw a commercial the other day where a woman asked what she can do to prevent herself from getting aids. My response: Unless you're a slut, nigger or faggot, you're probably not going to get aids, so don't worry about it.

That about covers it; if I think of anything else, I'll add it later. I hope I've done my part to piss some people off. As I stated earlier (#2), I don't mind any of you guys being a faggot as long as you don't make it an issue. When I'm deathmatching with you guys, I can't tell.

There is something I would like to say. I am homophobic. I'm a regular poster here and I wouldn't in a million years admit it unless I was hiding behind this account..Like I am now

Alright, enough of that.

Yes, I'm a homophobe, or as I like to say in real life, I fucking despise faggots. Now, granted, I don't claim I can tell who's a fag just by looking at him/her, and some of my favorite artists happen to be queer in one way or another (Queen, Bowie, Orgy, Reznor, et cetera). Also, I don't go to antifag rallys, nor do I curb check fags for fun in the street. For the most part, as long as fags leave me alone, I leave them alone, like anybody else.

So why do I hate faggots so much?

01) The ones that claim "God and/or nature made me this way." Bullshit. The whole point of a species survival is to reproduce and carry on the species. Now why the fuck would nature create something that isn't going to reproduce? It's not fucking natural, quit acting like it is.

02) The ones that go on and on about gay rights. These are as annoying as women's rights activits or civil rights leaders. You want to be equal? Fine. Just shut the fuck up and go about normal business like everybody else. Quit trying to get noticed and get special fucking treatment. That's not what being equal is about.

03) If there is a faggot at a party, they always seem to home in on me. Here I am, trying to get drunk and have a good time, trying to mack on the bitches, and this fucking dude tries to hook up with me. Always trying to rub up on me and shit. Doesn't even stop when I politely explain I'm not a fag and tell him to leave me alone. Fuck that shit. Next time this happens I will curb check the motherfucker.

04) They're not helping with the aids problem. Everybody keeps asking what to do about aids, and I always say this: take everybody with aids, and fucking kill them. Then burn the bodies. I saw a commercial the other day where a woman asked what she can do to prevent herself from getting aids. My response: Unless you're a slut, nigger or faggot, you're probably not going to get aids, so don't worry about it.

That about covers it; if I think of anything else, I'll add it later. I hope I've done my part to piss some people off. As I stated earlier (#2), I don't mind any of you guys being a faggot as long as you don't make it an issue. When I'm deathmatching with you guys, I can't tell.

...what are you plans for 2007? Hell, it's only six days away now, and I'm pretty sure nobody's going to wing it (or at least all of it). What are your plans, resolutions, goals, et cetera?

Getting a job is priority number one.

Getting laid is priority number two.

I plan on turning 20 in March.

I know in almost exactly 11 months I'll be off probation.

My goal is to have this god damn six+ years in the making album done by November as well, although I've said something similar to that the last six years.

Went to an Irish pub and an English pub. A pint of Sleeman's, a pint of Guinness, and a bottle of Corona. Got the Corona and a plate of fries free because my order was late (yes!). Maybe next week I'll actually talk to someone.

Got a yellow hoodie for $30, a Columbia digital watch that I expected to be $49 but apparently was $35 (yay), and a pair of gloves so that I stop walking 5 miles a day with bleeding hands.

I'm trying to give away $350 of prizes at shop.mlb.com but it keeps rejecting my credit card information. Something's screwed up.

Work is hectic. I'll have to walk to work tomorrow afternoon to get a bit more involved in the project code. Apparently the deadline for the project was today, it wasn't completely met, and I'll have to deal with the angry client as the original person is leaving.

Still feeling good.

Probably one of the greatest and most memorable deathmatch battles of our time.

http://www.soulsphere.org/random/ralphis-vs-fraggle.zip

Green: Fraggle
Indigo: Ralphis

Recorded in Doom 1.91 format. You can play back using Doom 1.91, PrBoom (recommended) or Chocolate Doom.

Waste a minute and a half of your time on this thread. Timing myself for 60 seconds before posting this, I experienced 49 heartbeats. Make the same measurement on yourself. Are you deader than me?

http://berniecool.proboards28.com/index.cgi

thank you.

Friday night: I go out to a bar, hang out, have some fun. At about 1:30 a girl comes over and sits down next to me, we talk a little, next thing I know she is hanging off me and we leave together. We make out a bit on the way to my car, I drive her back to her place, make out some more, we exchange numbers and she says she'll give me a call on Saturday or I should call her.

Saturday afternoon: I give her a call and leave a message on her voicemail saying, hey, I had a great time last night, let's do it again. She text messages me a while later basically saying "ummm I was really drunk and I don't know if I remember you." We text back and forth a bit and she says we should hang out and she'll call me Sunday.

Sunday morning: She texts me asking for my email address, so I text it back to her. Pretty soon she sends me an email explaining that she was really drunk and I seemed like a nice enough guy but she felt weird calling or going out with a guy she remembers next to nothing about. I email her back saying yeah that is kind of weird and talk a bit about myself and about what she had told me on Friday. I give her my AIM name in the process

Sunday afternoon: She AIMs me and we chat for a little while. We agree to go out for a drink or something on Wednesday.

Sunday night: At about 9:30 pm she texts me again, asking if I want to go out for a drink right then. I say sure, why not, and I go over to her place, pick her up, and we go to a nearby bar for a few drinks. After about an hour we are making out again, she says she shouldn't stay up too late since she has to get up early and we go back to her place and make out some more. She says she wants me to stay the night but isn't sure because if I do there's basically no chance of her getting up early because she's going to be jumping my bones. I don't want to be screwing up her life so I take a rain check and finally leave around midnight. After all we can get busy on Wednesday.

Monday morning: I text her saying "hey thanks for last night". Pretty soon I get an email from her saying she had fun too, but she doesn't feel any chemistry between us, so have a nice life. Uh, OK?

KNOWN MISTAKES:
* Going out on Sunday night, it made me appear like I was ready to drop everything for her and she didn't have to compete for my attention.
* Acting too nice, I gave her a lot of compliments (mostly during making out) that again probably made me look weak and needy. If we're furiously making out she doesn't need much more validation that I think she's hot.
* Not pushing her to fool around on Sunday night, even if things were doomed anyway I should have done everything I could to get laid.

ok so theres booze, and sleep deprivation. what else?

i need to be really fucked up come tomorrow morning.

all suggestions are welcome. Thank you.