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| Thought 111: 06/04/03 |
| People are incredibly stupid. They always say stuff like "How much Japanese do you know?". Stupid fucking question! "I know 534 words of japanese and 23 grammar structures". Yeah, right. You can't quantify a language. And if you can, then surely the statement "I'm doing it for A-level" is suffice? It's just because it's a throwaway question like "How are you?" and people don't really care what the answer is, they're just talking for the sake of talking. People like this should have their mouths glued shut. |
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| Thought 112: 06/04/03 |
| You can only become what you want to become. Some of my friends' advice contradicts others. "Be more chatty/confident". "Cut the sides off your hair/don't cut the sides off your hair". Maybe I like not having confidence. Stops me being arrogant. And there's nothing worse than a person that talks about how great they are. That's not confidence. Real confidence means you don't have to talk all the time. And why the hell should I speak to people I don't like, anyway? |
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| Thought 113: 28/04/03 |
| 0 result(s) found: I think you should be able to filter out women like the filters on Championship Manager for the player search: "Interested: Any/Yes". |
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| Thought 114: 25/05/03 |
| Did anyone see that programme on Channel 4, How To Be A Man? What the hell was that? It was advertised as a sci-fi comedy drama, but it was none of those three things. It was just a documentary that asked for the invalid opinions of weirdos. One of them said that men have to be violent, so that they can protect women. That's bollocks. Men only need to protect women from other men. So, no violence, no danger. No woman, no cry. |
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| Thought 115: 25/05/03 |
| It also pisses me off the way women complain that men are all bastards. They blame a failure in the relationship on them, but they always go out with bastards anyway. I'm not a bastard. But they won't go out with me, and they then complain when it all goes wrong. And men are supposed to be the ones who are sexist? Nobody's perfect, but everyone's different and it's certaintly not my fault that women seem to seek out men that will use and discard them, and ignore me because "I'm just a friend". This arguement is slightly flawed in that I haven't expressed an interest in a girl in nearly two years, so I can't really complain about rejection. |
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| Thought 116: 25/05/03 |
| Everytime I talk to my mum now, I feel like the former Iraq Minister Of Information: "The american infidels are nowhere near Baghdad", "My Physics is going fine", "I'm not worried about my exams", "No, I'm not drinking vodka". |
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| Thought 117: 06/07/03 |
| Why doesn't Snake shoot the bad guy during the cut scene? It'd be so much easier. In Goldeneye 007 you could shoot the boss while he spoke to you. And Robbie Coultrane. |
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| Thought 118: 06/07/03 |
| You always see in films or video games people terrorists saying on the phone to the main protagonist "the bomb is in the suitcase/under the pay phone", etc. Does this kinda thing happen in real life? And if so, does the bomb ever get handed into Lost and Found by mistake? |
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| Thought 119: 10/08/03 |
| What's the point of crinkle cut chips? If they didn't exist, whould anybody notice? If I'd have been the head of McCain, crinkle cut chips would never have happened: "Right, I've called this meeting to see if we can improve the market reach of The Chip. What have you come up with?" "Right, well, um, we've developed a new, revolutionary chip that we think will send our sales through the roof. It'll revolutionise the way you think of chips. It's like no chip you've ever seen before." "Ok, what's so special about this chip?" "It's in a zig-zag shape." "What?" "It's in a zig-zag shape." "And why will that revolutionise the way we think about chips? Why will that save our company?" "Um, dunno. Why not?" "How much of our R&D budget did you spend on this?" "Um, well, ah, pretty much sort of all of it." "Get out of my office" "I'm not in your office. This is a meeting room." "You're fired." |
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| Thought 120: 11/10/03 |
| Um, I've forgotten what I was going to say. |