May 2003
Reality Meltdown
PC Supremacists
I know alot of people who wind up talking about computers. Frankly, I don't give a shit, but to some people, apparently the specifications of their computer somehow equates to the amount of sex they are recieving, and thus are fully justified in arguing for twenty minutes about sound cards. Despite the fact that having argued for twenty minutes about sound cards practically guarantees neither is getting any sex. At least from another human being. But thats not what rankles me the most.
It's the dumbasses who argue operating systems. Because every PC owner somehow has this mentally programmed homage to Bill Gates that makes them say retarded things. My guess is it's programmed in while windows starts up, while that little scroll-bar loops on the bottom. I've only seen it once or twice, as I'm usually doing something while starting up the computer. But I'm sure all those rabid Microsoft fans adoringly watch this subconcious propaganda and somehow... through some perversion of science... got the idea that Microsoft makes only quality products.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm a window user. My windows works for me. But when I hear some dumbass saying "Machintoshes Suck" I'm pretty set to shove a boot in their teeth. Why? I've only ever heard one reason why they suck, and that's "lack of software". Basically, it's a game-junkies nightmare. Crappy ass 10 cent games? Gone? Forever?! What will they do with their saturday nights?!?! And besides that, nobody seems to notice the benefits of a machintosh. Like more stable operation (perhaps debatable with XP, but my money's still on a mac), the integrated filetypes.. and all sorts of other features that I think would benefit the majority of computer users. The morons. All the begginners should have a Mac, where the OS handles it all for you. And all these dumbass nerds just don't get that.
Their Window's Nazi regime shoves out all other operating systems. Many don't even realize they've squashed Unix into a corner, where it cries out for love and attention and open-source software. They beat down oposition with meaningless statistics and data readouts they hardly understand. Nazi bastards.
Broken X23's Enemy of the Week:
Sunflower seeds
Sunflower seeds are completely useless. The only point in putting them in your mouth is so you can spit them back out. The tiny little edible part on the inside isn't worth chewing through the salty outer shell, nor is it worth the giant mess these things leave on the floor around you. Of course there wouldn't be a mess if people spit them into garbage cans or bags, but they don't. Now all our streets are covered with these things and everyone's getting SARS because of it. Food should be eaten to survive, not for fun. Although calling sunflower seeds food is really stretching it. They're really more like bubble gum in that they exist only be discarded in public places after being in someone's mouth. If you're not a recovering drug addict who needs something to counter your urges, there's no reason you should be anywhere near these things.
Reality Meltdown
Public Transportation
I hate public transportation. The fury of a thousand suns has only to whet my anger's appetite against public transportation. If the universe blossomed into a firey furnance, my hate upon public transportation would still not be satisfied.
It's inconvient to have to wait for it. I sit out there, doing jack shit for 40 minutes until a bus shows up. It's inconvient to have to convince the driver to stop. Yanking on that damn chain is a pain in the ass. The drivers dont care, they stop whenever they damn well please, 4 blocks away if they want.
The people waiting for the bus know nothing about it. They're the tip of the retarted bus-riding population. I wanted to go somewhere, so i asked these guys if it went there. They said yeah. So I rode on the bus for a fucking hour until I got back to where I wanted to go. And that was after walking 3 blocks, and using my limited knowledge of this damn town. The kids were retards. But their retarditity was matched by the toher passengers. Like the old man, with a walking stick with fucking bird bones and shamistic skulls adorned on it. I could see him raising a zombie in that fucking bus. A zombie of dirty, gross, angry souls. And the woman who was his match, with her hat of "This isn't L.A." and her weird... rolling luggage. It's just as annoying that I can't tell if they have an actual home or not as their offensive smell is. And then they talk. Dear god, they talk to random people like they're fuckin'soulmates, separated by mighty seas and hosts of winged demons for a fuckin' thousand years, and only their voice can bring them back from the pools of hell. I tried to sleep until I could get back, but this woman was talking, and talking and talking.
Public transportation is a meanace to society, and rankles me more that my tax dollars pay for it. Give me the tax break, and I'll buy a goddamn car. I hate the bus. I hate all public transportation.
Broken X23's Enemy of the Week:
That woman in my history class
Hy history class sucks enough as it is thanks to the incompetence of the teacher, but what makes it even worse is that she sits in the center of the room. Her face looks kind of like Slimer from the old Ghostbuster cartoon and her voice sounds like the ringing in your head after someone fires off a gun an inch away from your ear. It might not be so bad if she didn't use her voice so much. The teacher gives credit to people who participate in class and she makes sure that she's the only one who gets any of that credit.
I did some number crunching one day and found that she chimes in roughly every 15 seconds. She apparently descends from an Indian tribe but you'd never guess from how pale she is. She's got this other girl who follows her around everywhere too. A sidekick, if you will. It's kind of like with political figures or social activists or authors where they have a bunch of lackeys devoted to sucking up and agreeing with everything they do and have no free will of their own. Her little buddy doesn't talk nearly as much but she's just as obnoxious and arrogant when she does.
One time our whale assed friend actually had the gall to say that she "brings life to the class." Too bad it's the kind of life that makes me want too kill myself. If you're going to bring life to a classrooms with what you say, make sure that what you say is interesting. The uses of hemp and a list of all the crops people used to grow are not interesting. But hey, there's only one more day left in that class. And it's only the final which means she'll probably keep her mouth shut throughout most of the period. Hopefully I won't ever have to see her again after this.
