I am freaking sick of apple people. I have fucking had it. FUCK YOU APPLE. Your computers are over priced normal computers. I just cann't take it anymore. Another person was at my house and tried to argue about how much better their apple was to my Toshiba PC. This freaking guy not only was saying how great apple was but he had just got his computer back from apple after the hard drive crashed, so even more proving my point of that it's just another computer only with a 500 dollar more price tag on it.
First off, 99.9% of people have no idea what makes a good computer. Second, just cause apple has made a "great" advertising does not mean they have made a superior. I am going to say right now, being a freaking hipster does not make you cool. Third your dumb for not knowing any of this.
So you follow trends and apple has made it clear that they are the key to your coolness, so the first step to your awesomeness is to buy an apple then buy skinny jeans and a wool cap even though its 90 degrees out. I hate you hipster but i will save that for another more angry time.
Do you even know what your buying? You are buying freaking software. And just in case you didn't know know, I can download any software (for free I might add) and get any software I want, so your dumb. It's called an operating system. And if I have to say it then you know nothing about computers, Linux will be the best operating system you can come across and guess what it's totally freaking free and open source (if you don't know what open source is then don't buy a computer).
When I bought my toshiba it was the best computer for the 1100 dollar price range yet I still get (almost daily) about how i should have bought a mac. Well, one day people will understand how advertising works and then how computers work and they will put 2 and 2 together and get apples are just over priced pieces of shit with nice operating system.
Just like to say this is a dumb post but whatever. along with that my computer has never crashed due to proper maintenance despite over usage.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
i hate life sometimes
so last night could have been great but I'm sorry to whom ever is going to read this cause i just need to ramble on about how it sucked.
so yesterday started off great with a great hike and nice lunch with a friend, said friend will be the catalyst to ruining my night. Night starts off with vodka and redbulls, then vodka and coke cause red bulls are expensive for the amount of booze I can actually drink. We put on nice suit jackets to go out for a friends birthday which has promise to be fun. All of us go to the birthday boys house and a girl I didn't really want to see, due to an awkward morning after is there. This is fine, the booze hasn't kicked in so I'm able to be civil and not weird about it, so I thought. The bar is now calling and the party now moves. It's a nice place and drinks are reasonable. I am having fun and drinking and making new friends as normal. At this point the booze is taking hold of not only myself but everyone around me. And here is where everything goes sour and does not recover despite my best efforts.
I'm waiting to go to the bathroom when the B-day boy and a gang of females show up in the bathroom line. He is way to wasted and the girls ask if he can go ahead of me to puke, I can understand, having been in that situation more then once in my life. Instead of hanging out outside like I wanted to, 3 girls kick me inside to make sure he will be ok. One person bathroom. So I still have to pee and his head is in the toilet, so I pee in the trash which is fun but I'm still stuck playing baby sitter to ultra drunk. Soon all the girls bust in and take over dramatic control of the situation. Being the only one strong enough to lift a dead weight "grown up" this is now my job. Full on carrying a 160 pound punching bag that has puke on him. Fine. I can help a friend. to a waiting car for him and back into the bar for me. I have now found the hottest girl in the place and we are talking and it is going well. She is drunk enough and having a good enough time with me that maybe a bad decision. At this point I am slugged in the nuts by a girl friend of mine...... FOR FUN........ the tit punch that follows is nowhere near as strong as it should be due to the lack of strength after getting punch in the nuts. Life sucks, hot girl gone and I am curled over in pain while being laughed at. Sad face emote. I try to recover by getting a new drink but realize that my night is over. Drunk gay friend is now bothering the shit out of me somehow. By this time I am too drunk to recall all the details, but i know I was really pissed and so instead of punching him in the mouth I punch a tree. Bad choice. Considering if I had punched him in the mouth I could have said I was sorry and the night could have gone on but a tree is unforgiving to my hand which in now swollen.
The walk home was sad. I was sad. My hand and nuts still in pain and maybe smelling like another persons puke. It is now 9 am and I am awake because at some point in my life I thought it a great idea to have an alarm for 9 am on weekends. Fuck my life sometimes.
so yesterday started off great with a great hike and nice lunch with a friend, said friend will be the catalyst to ruining my night. Night starts off with vodka and redbulls, then vodka and coke cause red bulls are expensive for the amount of booze I can actually drink. We put on nice suit jackets to go out for a friends birthday which has promise to be fun. All of us go to the birthday boys house and a girl I didn't really want to see, due to an awkward morning after is there. This is fine, the booze hasn't kicked in so I'm able to be civil and not weird about it, so I thought. The bar is now calling and the party now moves. It's a nice place and drinks are reasonable. I am having fun and drinking and making new friends as normal. At this point the booze is taking hold of not only myself but everyone around me. And here is where everything goes sour and does not recover despite my best efforts.
I'm waiting to go to the bathroom when the B-day boy and a gang of females show up in the bathroom line. He is way to wasted and the girls ask if he can go ahead of me to puke, I can understand, having been in that situation more then once in my life. Instead of hanging out outside like I wanted to, 3 girls kick me inside to make sure he will be ok. One person bathroom. So I still have to pee and his head is in the toilet, so I pee in the trash which is fun but I'm still stuck playing baby sitter to ultra drunk. Soon all the girls bust in and take over dramatic control of the situation. Being the only one strong enough to lift a dead weight "grown up" this is now my job. Full on carrying a 160 pound punching bag that has puke on him. Fine. I can help a friend. to a waiting car for him and back into the bar for me. I have now found the hottest girl in the place and we are talking and it is going well. She is drunk enough and having a good enough time with me that maybe a bad decision. At this point I am slugged in the nuts by a girl friend of mine...... FOR FUN........ the tit punch that follows is nowhere near as strong as it should be due to the lack of strength after getting punch in the nuts. Life sucks, hot girl gone and I am curled over in pain while being laughed at. Sad face emote. I try to recover by getting a new drink but realize that my night is over. Drunk gay friend is now bothering the shit out of me somehow. By this time I am too drunk to recall all the details, but i know I was really pissed and so instead of punching him in the mouth I punch a tree. Bad choice. Considering if I had punched him in the mouth I could have said I was sorry and the night could have gone on but a tree is unforgiving to my hand which in now swollen.
The walk home was sad. I was sad. My hand and nuts still in pain and maybe smelling like another persons puke. It is now 9 am and I am awake because at some point in my life I thought it a great idea to have an alarm for 9 am on weekends. Fuck my life sometimes.
Monday, October 18, 2010
first time
this post is called "first time," as in the first time i'm going to have to threaten pretty much everyone. new paragraph will be needed!
For every minor indignantly I must suffer cause by the established order I shall be forced to insult no less then ONE million people. Greater offences against me shall be met with increasingly insane ideas of reprisal, ending in of course the creation of my own police state where a real death metal listening, pipe smoking monkey will be put in charge of the world for my amusement.
I have suffered already twice this morning and am unsure of exact punishment at this moment. The first, i had to wake up early to more my truck precisely 9.3 feet across the street because of street cleaning on the other. I have now lived in Hollywood for about 3 months and have not once a street cleaning truck, along with the FACT that there are no trucks, Hollywood is filthy freaking gross on every square inch of the city. Which can only lead me to one and only one conclusion, being that Hollywood officials are for sure calling placing hobos all around the city "street cleaning," where in fact and for some reason over looked the exact opposite of what this city actually needs. Where did i go just now? Oh right. The second indignity brought against me as a direct result from government over use of power was when I left the house to move my truck the sprinklers were one and I had to walk through the wet grass to reach my truck. Do I have to say I wasn't wearing shoes, I believe that was a given. This next part should and would have gone on much longer but I require at least one more hour of sleep before reprisal begins. So, I will leave it at this and say if it were truly up to me no one in all of southern california would even have the ability to water their grass because all of southern California is a desert and you should not water desert dirt when in only a few years there will be a true water shortage. You may be asking yourself why I do not just turn the water off. Well since I do not own this property I pay a rental company who in turn demands to have gardeners and lush grass. Ones next question would be in how is the government involved in a civil case of water the lawn. Well I am sorry but that is another story for another time. end
For every minor indignantly I must suffer cause by the established order I shall be forced to insult no less then ONE million people. Greater offences against me shall be met with increasingly insane ideas of reprisal, ending in of course the creation of my own police state where a real death metal listening, pipe smoking monkey will be put in charge of the world for my amusement.
I have suffered already twice this morning and am unsure of exact punishment at this moment. The first, i had to wake up early to more my truck precisely 9.3 feet across the street because of street cleaning on the other. I have now lived in Hollywood for about 3 months and have not once a street cleaning truck, along with the FACT that there are no trucks, Hollywood is filthy freaking gross on every square inch of the city. Which can only lead me to one and only one conclusion, being that Hollywood officials are for sure calling placing hobos all around the city "street cleaning," where in fact and for some reason over looked the exact opposite of what this city actually needs. Where did i go just now? Oh right. The second indignity brought against me as a direct result from government over use of power was when I left the house to move my truck the sprinklers were one and I had to walk through the wet grass to reach my truck. Do I have to say I wasn't wearing shoes, I believe that was a given. This next part should and would have gone on much longer but I require at least one more hour of sleep before reprisal begins. So, I will leave it at this and say if it were truly up to me no one in all of southern california would even have the ability to water their grass because all of southern California is a desert and you should not water desert dirt when in only a few years there will be a true water shortage. You may be asking yourself why I do not just turn the water off. Well since I do not own this property I pay a rental company who in turn demands to have gardeners and lush grass. Ones next question would be in how is the government involved in a civil case of water the lawn. Well I am sorry but that is another story for another time. end
Bringing on the crazy
I have chosen the name of my brand new blog to pretentious doug. I found that it was fitting for what the purpose of this blog will be. Mostly it will be about how freaking great i am along with my ridiculous ideas and stands i will take. I am a bit worried as maybe i will not have any friends after reading all the crazy that comes out of my brain and onto the blog. Such as, i will no longer be referring to this as a blog but as a writing or daily as in daily journal. Blog is a dumb word and people that say it are lowering themselves by saying such an ugly sounding word. end
freaking titles
well, first blog post and from here on out i will try to make it everyday cause i really like the idea of blogging. Not just that but i do have a lot to say about pretty much everything, only problem is is that i talk so much about all kinds of crazy shit that i rarely remember much so i believe i may have to carry around a tape recorder just so i can get it all down. I don't believe that anyone will even want to here my ramblings.
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