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Evening Reading

by Steve Gibson, May 05, 2001 6:31pm PDT
Related Topics – Wack News

So I played a bit of Counter-Strike today and was having a really good (read: lucky) game with a score that was nearly triple anyone else. Fun! But then wonderful happened. The other players started to question my sexual orientation, nationality, dietary habits, and several other things. They had even offered to explore some of my orifices with all kinds of tools and objects. It was a good feeling knowing that all I have to do is play well on a Counter-Strike server and people suddenly become interested in me as a person and they will even fantasize about strange sexual encounters involving me. Gaming is great fun and a great place to meet fun exciting people.

- Here's a pretty interesting report discussing web commerce and how retailers are doing on the web. - My old buddies back in high school havent changed a bit! Thanks SlimJim - Bugs Bunny has alwasy offended me and I'm glad to see someone finally doing something about it. - Urine fun, who hasn't tried it? - This guy sure is a smarty man, trying to steal money from his own account.
Lastly, the guide to getting old : eat fries.












  • Ok time to fdisk and format my laptop's hard disk, then install win2k pro clean, then install service pack, dx8, drivers etc., then vmware/virtualpc havent decided yet, install OpenBSD, then standard software, winamp (maybe a new beta of version 3?), a few laptop friendly games (doom95, duke3d(no sound but still ownz), decide on a download manager, transfer over my mp3z, install all my compilers/development tools etc., then security software (firewall,pgp etc.), MSN messenger. And read Speaker for the dead while this is all installing.

    Then I should be ready for anything from my l33t laptop! Anything im forgetting? Have to do some backtups first.





























  • Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?