It's all about me!


It's all about me!

[ Thursday, July 21, 2005 ]

 

THe new site is up. From now on expect only stuff there....

This will be closed down..... ivan.unixdaemons.com/blog/

Peace,
Ivan

Ivansky [ 8:51 AM Comments () ]

[ Tuesday, July 19, 2005 ]

 

(сега бях на едно напушване)
Хееей Българи.
Елате и се съберете – Пък и започнете,
Да свитире на вашите гайди,
И чуй те мой-те думи

Не можем ли да пишем, на Кирилица ей така.
Свободно както аз сега
Не можем нйи
Се мъчъм с latinicata eto tuy

Zatowa razberete me. Kaka z wizdam
Klawiaturata koiato izpolzvam
FOneti4nata oswen za 6est I mojebi \{}
Daje i kodowite dumi si imat svoite mesta.

Neka standardizirame klaviatura
Za da ima komunikacia konkretna
Wsiaka duma da se opishe
I da centralizirame bylgarskia pravopis

W formata koiato toj syshtestvuvaLL
Zashtoto mamkamu detsa – shte se zagubi ei taka
I sigurno sled malko shte ostanem durjava bez
Svoi glas – raztulen ot evropeiskiat saiuz

Neka bude tova nash proekt. Ot vas tova e
Hek… neznam be dali e mnogo roabota
No znam che towa e dobyr plan.
Da napravim edna televisonna kampania
(ot niakade kinti… mojebi donacii ili BNT)
Za da napravime novini I da standardizirame
Bylgarskiqt ezik v ASCII ekdpresii{{}}

I togava kogato nashta naciq se raztuli
Sled mnogo hiledi godini
Zashtoto nie sme kato gyrcite starinni
Oceleli v centara balkanski
Za da znaem vsichki tuk
Che nai dobriat shum e stadintseto moe
Ovchitsi as da vodya nagore po baira
Eh kakyv Rodopski Kyt

Да определено за поезия не става...
Но за ежедневна конверсация ще бъде
Много важно.

За това трябва да баправим някакъв официален ОН-ЛАЙН гласуване)
И да се опазиме от хакерите...

Публика – това е крайат

Да бъдем Дебиан – Свщенй и да спасим света
Ха ха ха... Публика – Още ли сте тук?
Да не би да се помислихте в някой театър.
Не знам какви ги бращолевя. Направо като че ли от дявола отвлечен.
Дяволът на Джойнта.
Помогнете моля – и не дейте и вие дърпа от бонг-а.

Fuck that shit I’m high!

angel_n_p BadOldMan bobihot dragonkiller echo isavov KaHa6uc mabelndlovu mythus Palq4o
( /КРАЙ сега бях на едно напушване)

Ivansky [ 8:47 AM Comments () ]

[ Friday, July 15, 2005 ]

 

Morality
The room smells like weed very strongly. New batch.
I just had the most fucked up exprience. This guy had the 1 year old girls over at the house. And I am talking to them and I know how young they are. And my gut reaction is to think wrong of this. And then I question the feeling (through rebellious reasoning). But the feeling is still there: THIS IS WRONG. So this is it. I have called my own bluff. Young chicks are not the best. And morality is always there.

It is a fucked up limit. Younger IS better but how young.

The other thing I realized is that the main reason I was so hurt over the recent events is because her chosing some other guy meant that I am no good. Or less good. In any case some sort of attack on my ego. So really I am hurt because of my own selfishness and how I wish to be thought of as.

I am listening to some Portishead. Rather I should say I am watching it because it happens to be MTV music clips of their songs. Well not mtv but general recordings of the band some live. I am discovering that the lead singer is kind of hot. See for yourselves.

At work I have done nothing. Well not absolutely nothing because I managed to make a research on the recent PC harware scene and have come-up with the ultimate PC of the near future (for my budget). [Case PowerSupply(150$) MBoard Chip] I think with 1000$ I can set up something very very decent starting from those parts.

Now I have pass out because I am supposed to be up sligtly earlier than usual tomorrow.
Peace out to all of y'all.

Ivansky [ 10:12 AM Comments () ]

[ Tuesday, July 12, 2005 ]

 

Useless Day at work. I really don't know what to do anymore. It is boring and pointless. I still can't do absolutely anything though because there are people behind my back. I write e-mails and just try to pass time as best as I humanly can. It is still tough to actually do nothing all day long. Not enjoying it.
I came back and S' (the set of three irish girls in local nomenclature), Rockson and I went for a picnic. They had some sort of pasta and I had sandwiches and a few bottles of wine went around. We were on this little hill next to the museum of Anthropology with the ocean by one side and Indian totem poles on the other side. For a little while there I actually genuinly enjoyed myself. None of the girls are particularly hot and I don't have any apirations to get into their pants so I was not trying to impress anyone. It was a new feeling - I could just sit and enjoy the silences. Just chillin. It was good until we ran out of wine. I think it makes sense that I should have female friends and not think about fuckin them all the time... now of course the company of beautiful ladies is always more enjoyable but so long as they are not mingaz then it is good times all the way.
I also notices how the cool outdoors fun immediately fires the alcohol and weed desire neurones. As if to have fun you have to be stoned or drunk. What the fuck has become of me?
Oh and I am going to be in MTL for August 1st to 5th as part of the 5th Canadian Summer School of Quantum Information.

Ivansky [ 9:49 AM Comments () ]