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TODAYS INCOHERANT RANTS AND RAVES |
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Telemarketers, Advertisements, and Massive Corporations that are trying to rule the world - 08/03/03 |
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| So, it's 7:30 AM. I'm asleep. My starts to ring. I get out of bed to answer it. I hear "Hello Sir, My name is Scott. I represent MCI long distace servives I-", I cut him off with "Do you know what fucking time it is?" "It's 8:30 eastern time.", he quiclky retorts. I hang up the phone and am unable to go back to sleep. The telemarkets call day and night. All day every day. They are the lowest for of life, well next to Adam of course. My family signs up for the 'no call list' so iu think I'm safe. The calls stop for about 2 days. Then on afternoon in the middle of lunch my phone rings. I pick it up and get a prerecorded message that says, "If you want cheap long diestance phone service dial 555-555-5555." I there no way to escape them? I hate AOL the most though. Thier internet service to overpriced, slow, not compatable with anything and, over flowing with spyware. One day when I'm getting ready to pay my dad for the internet bill he yells "What the hell is this." I look at the bill and they signed my up (without my permission) to have a $100 a month idendity theft security. I call them up and get them to cancel it. The next month it is on my bill again. Them I call up and tell them I will sue if they don't take it off. It's gone. When it finally came time for me to cancel AOL it took 3 months to get rid of them. I would call up to cancel. They would ask me why? "I've got DSL with another comoany now", I said. "That doesn't mean you have to cancel it. You still have acess to all of our great features.", they would tell me. After it was gone AOL telemarketers kept calling and trying to sell that shit ot me again. One of them told me that "new" AOL 8.0 56k is faster than ADSL and Cable. Advertisements are everywhere, unescapeable even. They are on TV, radio, internet, movies, DVDs, games, mail, phone, billboards, elevators, hospitals, restraunts, stores, the newspaper, the phone book, even public restrooms. I have and idea CEO's. I know you all live in private residences and don't have to deal with this shit. Why don't I call your house all the time. Why don't I bombard you with useless shit all day everyday. Why don't I spam up your mailbox. Bill Gates wants to rule the world. |
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I Hate My Telephone - 11/15/03 |
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I hate my telephone. It rings too much. I mean it really rings way too much. I always have to answer it becuase my dad is too lozy to get up off the couch, walk over to the phone and pick it up. And it seems nobody ever wants to call until I start playing Live. Every 30 min while I'm online somebody calls. It could be somebody trying to buy drugs, it could me my Mom that called earlier that day and she has nothing to say but wants to "chat", it could be my dad calling to tell me to fix my own dinner and I have to repeat everything I say about three times so he can here over the other conversations he's having at the bar, or it could me my grandparents telling me that they are coming over to do something I that I really don't need or want. Why can't they call me at more convienent times. I never get to play live becuase some dipshit is calling me on the phone. Night and day it rings. It rings when you least expect it. Like a thief in the night it will ring at 1:30, I get up and answer to find out they are looking for Pual the drug dealer. It rings so much I dread it now. Every time I have to answer the phone a new feeling of hatred rises in me. I contremplate ripping it our of the wall and breaking it into small pieces on a dayly basis. I would much rather here the shrill death cry of 1,000 baby seals than I would to have to here my fucking phone ring. Stop calling me. |
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| Which is worse, the DMV or Hell? - 11/21/03 |
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Have you ever been to the DMV or the Department of Motor Vehicles as it is called? If you haven't, read Dante's "Inferno" before you do. The DMV is the most despicable, black hole of life there is. At least in hell you know how long you are going to be there (eternity). But in the DMV you have to wait in line. You take a number and sit down in their small uncomfortable chairs that are designed to make your back stiff. Then you have to watch the most lowly and vile human beings in the world wait thier turn with you. Have you ever been stuck in a seat between a sickly old woman with burn scars and a morbily obese black man wearing a tank top that has gravy stains on it? Well if you don't want to be don't go to the DMV. They should give you wading boots so that you can better manage the endless marshes of grease that encompass the area. The grease is so thick, it feels like a Hungarian woman has rubbed her unshaven armpit on everything in the room. Things in hell are hot, not greasey. If you have balls of steel and the wisdom of Socates, you will eventually live to see your turn in line. Then you get to hear this "I'm sorry sir, you don't have the right paperwork." So, if you are lucky the incompetant person who's supposed to be a highway patrol officer will tell you exactly the right paperwork you need or only tell you half of it and you get he priviledge of repeating the process listed above. It took me 2 fucking months to get my intermediate liscence (in MS this license lets you drive anywhere, alone or with passengers between 5:00am and 11:00pm). The people are are hoplessly stupid and trashy. McDonald's has to work hard to keep the DMV from stealing all thier employees. In hell all you have to deal with are demons. As a matter of fact the DMV is almost exactly like McDonalds, execpt it has authority to decide wheather you drive or not. Don't forget to bring holy water when getting your drivers liscence renewed. |
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Reality according to me - 12/19/03 |
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Some of you don't know about the real world. You call me crazy; I call you blind. I am not crazy. I am however naturally bad tempered and love to exaggerate about the bad things. Here is the truth and the real world:
I don't really hate my ghosts that much but they are annoying. I used to be like most of you, all believing is science dominating the Universe. Ha, Wrong, God does. I thought all that was bullshit too, but a few nasty ghosts changed my beliefs real quickly. I don't know if they are demons or people spirits or what but I assure you that they are there. This fact reassures all beliefs of life after death. Now I'm not to picky about where I go when I die but I don't want to be where these things are now nor do I want to go to where they came from. So I'm went to church to learn about God and Jesus as soon as I could and was quickly saved by his grace. I don't care what you think, you better have a plan for when you die or at least when you do, don't haunt me (I suggest a Christain church). In a way I am thankful for the ghosts but upset they won't leave me that hell alone now. Also am I the only one to notice what sheep we all are. Every time a politician say something we all believe it. Every time a new movie comes out everyone says its best of all time then it is quickly forgotten. They even succumb to telemarketing and As Seen on TV ads. Learn to think people. Example: the last time you were doing a group activity and you didn't know what to do or when to start, did you just look around and start when everyone else did and/or do as they do? Most of us think its cool or good to be stupid. Why? I hate ignorance and stupidity. They never look at the long term effects of things. Example: The Patriot Act. When we were all worried about the terrorist we adopted this bill in haste without looking to see the consequence. Violence was taken against those who spoke out against it. Now the gov't has way more power than the constitution intended it to have. People keep getting dumber and blinder. Am I the only one left. Somethings got to give. |
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