i'm sitting cross legged right here on this wooden floor, do i like it? no. fuck it. fuck. i'm facing these cpus. argh.
^^ I wrote all that yesterday, while in a not-so-good sitting down posture, on hard wood, surrounded by computery things. and was a bit grumpy cursing here and there as if i was in my car and 4 cars were cuting queues leading to just one lane and i'm cursing away at all 3 who were not in the right lane as i am fuck you you you you you fucking cunts.
however (bees and flowers fly across your monitor screen) (no idea how flowers would fly, just imagine the bees carrying them), i have managed to settle the problem, man do i hate dealing with computers, and troubleshooting and shit. back when i was in college or university as we call it here, all my housemates were computer wizards. and so i asked myself, should i be one myself? after which i answered myself, FUCK NO. so i am basically a clueless lazy fuck who does not give a fuck about something i'm supposed to give a fuck about. but i know a few shits here and there, and i'm a fast learner, i just don't like to bother. but whatever, problem solved, and i can wank in peace now. i have just received a tag from siti nur ectopy, will do it later maybe.

2 comments:
oitt. apekah cicatrices pourpres alfonso dialbuqueque lakk! apekah siti nur ectopy?
saje je sapa suh guna nama komplikated. padan muka. oh itu adalah blogger lah.
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