Me-less

you get up every day & im always there but

Just imagine one day without seeing my messenger icon on,

Just imagine one day without being buzzed by me,

Just imagine one day without foolish conversation of:"hi, how ya, me fine & you, ok, bye" started by me,

Just imagine one week without receiving any spam mail from me,

Just imagine one week without my irrelevant bs comments (that you spend a while to understand what i meant & i spent a longer time to think of!),

Just imagine one week without shitty creepy crapy post in my blog,

Just imagine one week without being hurt with my words,

Just imagine one week without hearing my voice calling you late at night and talkin about the redneck neighbor's dog who enjoys poopin by my auto or the bird who attempt suicide cos of my loud music,

Just imagine a world without me.

 

WHAT?!?! that's your utopia!?!?!?!

ok, jus wish to live a minute without me & you'll be dead, you're cursed yohahaha!

tagged

back from weekend & someone tagged me.i hate being tagged. it's not fair to tag others, maybe they dont like it. but sometimes some tags are good. like this one:

Five minutes to yourself: how would you spend them, ideally?
well i have lota those five minutes, so why should i make a difference?! maybe i try to find my pen hidden under the piles of paper on my desk or find another poor cursed blog to leave my comment!

Five bucks to spend right now; how would you spend it?
jus 5$! what can i do with it?! maybe buy a ham & ice-creams!

Five items in your house you could part with, right now, that you hadn't thought of already?

actually i never part with anything, jus add more junks to my junk yard. but honestly these are five things i can get rid of instantly: the wife, the girl, the garbage in the can, my books, my stinky socks( they are watched every 100 days!)

Five items you absolutely, positively could never part with in your house?

my puter, internet, coffee,again stinky socks & obviously my parka

Five words you love?

fucking something, chocolate, ice-cream,hate, hell

Five people I tag
sandra, happy chick, rinnie, angry guy & myself again, yo gotta do it within 24 hours!

PS i'm retagged so im not gonna do the taggin one more time.

star

i jus had one star, jus one for my own. but last night it wasnt there! yo motherf….. didnt yo have one of yer own that stol mine?!? weekend's comin again, i'll be back when got my star back

Dreamcatcher

omg! what a movie! what did they mean by wastin money on such a crap.

they could gimme 1/100 of that money & i'd make 'em the best documenatary ever made!

btw im gonna do it sooner or later without their help.

the name would be something like this:

"fighting demons with empty hands

let's change nappy without being killed!"

wait for it, it's be in theaters by june!

Why God made Mums

 

i was lickin' some ice-cream & checkin mails, this was cool!

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following

questions !!!

Why did God make mothers?

1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.

2. Mostly to clean the house.

3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.

2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.

3. God made my Mum just the same like he made me. He Just used bigger

parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in

the world and one dab of mean.

2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly

use string, I think.

Why did God give you Your mother & not some other mum?

1.We're related.

2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mums like me.

What kind of little girl was your mum?

1. My mum has always been my mum and none of that other stuff.

2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty

bossy.

3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mum need to know about dad before she married him?

1. His last name.

2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk

on beer?

3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to

chores?

Why did your mum marry your dad?

1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mum eats a lot.

2. She got too old to do anything else with him.

3. My grandma says that Mum didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?

1. Mum doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof

ball.

2. Mum. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.

3. I guess Mum is, but only because she has a lot more

to do than dad.

What's the difference between mums & dads?

1. Mums work at work and work at home & dads just go to work at work.

2. Mums know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.

3. Dads are taller & stronger, but mums have all the real power 'cause

that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.

4. Mums have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mum do in her spare time?

1. Mothers don't do spare time.

2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mum perfect?

1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of

plastic surgery.

2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your Mum, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of

that.

2. I'd make my Mum smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did

it and not me.

3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of

her head.

PS why God made me? that's another question!

talk, walk , dive

 

there are times that my body cant communicate with my brain, maybe it's cos of bad weather that signals get lost on their way.

talkin to a friend while comin down the stairs, my foot decided not to follow the commands it got from my brain & steped on the edge of stair, puttin me in a metastable condition, then it was my other foot turn to give my brain wrong data, geeeeeee, metastable changed to unstable &&^*^*$^%*$$%&^*%$ bangggg, crazzzzsssssshhhh

i dunno why they put so many stairs there, i fell over 4-5 stairs, luckily landin on my hands not head. the only reason was my hands are near my brain & they were quick to analyze.

the result wasnt too bad, a little pain in my knee & some bruises here & there.

im jus wonderin what would happen if my head touched the floor!!!!

hmmm then with the impact everything would be back to normal & i'd become a wise guy!

 pic of the day: what a lazy boy! well i had to rush to bathroom, no time to be tidy!

work of art

 God created human for what reason, i dunno. but his creature is really perfect, a true masterpiece, jus imagine if we had jus one eye or several noses, or three ears, 4-5 hands & 3 legs. we'd be awsome! human race is really lucky i wasnt his designer. are we really made outta soil? did Lord use a mold or jus shaped us till he thought it looks good!?! i dunno what was God doing when he created me, maybe he was chatting with Gabriel or maybe he was working on a natural disaster. any way im sure he was way too busy cos he forgot to put a very important part & i think it's called brain, geeeee Lord you better pay more attention to yer creatures & stop wastin time here & there; jus open yer eyes & see how many brainless guys are living on this planet (and maybe other planets) well i was lucky you jus put a little of it, but at least i have some, the fact is there are people that dont have brain at all. if you think you need to be buzzed by me everymorning to do yer job perfectly, i promise i'd take that job & save lota lives (yo gotta pay me good!) hey God dont get mad at me! you know im maniac, you created me, at least you gotta know me, i was jus kidding, please dont punish moi, naaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh, guess a frying pan hit my head!

 PS i killed myself to take this pic, it's really hard to take a pic of yer own hand, doubt it?! ok yo try it. jus look at it, it looks perfect, no i dont mean i look perfect cos im not, im a pile of bones covered with skin. how could God know the exact size of my hand, my forearm….

unforgiven

knowing him most of his life, actually all his life, i never had the chance to understand him.

he was quite moody. humor, anger & depression were the words attached to him.

changing between those moods so quickly that no one can explain or understand his feelings.

he was a good boy, responsible when asked to, quite shy, kinda aggressive, childish, crazy, strange sense of humor (strange cos sometimes he was funny other times he hurt others with his bitter humor without noticing), when he got angry it was wise to get outta his way , he could feel down in the dumps right after he had a great time with friends. he was a combination of akind-hearted man & a real dickhead.to be honest he was simply complicated.

RIP, i miss him badly, even now that he's still alive, but surely his wife gonna shoot him a.s.a she arrived home.

you dunno who am i talking about! i thought it was obvious, im talking about myself!

God bless my soul

i'd be happy if you come to my funeral.

sorry

baby, im sorry.

i know i was a real pain in the ass, i know i broke your heart, i know you needed me.

im sorry.

i know there are times i should act like grown ups but you know i cant.

so please dont depend on me. dont let yer feelings hurt. dont act like shit, when i've taken the role of dickhead shit earlier.

thanks, i m gonna make dinner tonight so yo gotta wash the dishes. come home soon, well i know you'd be home before me, do you mind buying some tomatoes!

love you

hellboy

ok not i have to select the text, ok, ctrl+C, open compose page, now ctrl+v; ok lemme kick send button.finished!

i gotta thank **** for their nice e-cards (that's not fuckin free ), i wouldnt apologize without 'em.

i cant believe my so many abilities of acting like jackass, guess she's really mad at me! *~*

 

crazy

i look like shit when i try to look funny, so jus read a joke.

im thinking deeply on something!

Joke – Tenjewberrymuds

The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:

Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."

RS: "Rye..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??"

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?…pryed, boyud, poochd?"

G: "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."

RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"

G: "What?"

RS:"An toes. July Sahn toes?"

G: "I don't think so."

RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"

G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes'means."

RS: "Toes! toes!…Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

RS: "We bodder?"

G: "No…just put the bodder on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter…just put it on the side."

RS: "Copy?"

G: "Excuse me?"

RS: "Copy…tea…meel?"

G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder onsigh and copy….rye??"

G: "Whatever you say."

RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."

G: "You're very welcome

 PS stolen from here

bird watch

gone to a friend's place this weekend to watch birds cos they live near river & there're quite many trees round their place.

we spent quite a while watching a male bird ( well i dunno the name cos im not birdologist!).

he was there picking seeds & waiting. at last a she bird arrived, he was so happy that he started jumping up & down. then it was my job to help him, so i opened the window & shout:"yooohoooo"

obviously they flew away!

meg: ya nuts?!

me: doubt it?!

meg: why you did that, we waited quite a while to see those birds

me: i saved his life. it was obvious the she bird poisoned him & they feel in love.

meg *~*

note the name of those birds is "pine grosbeak:(Pinicola enucleator)

eggplant

1. what is eggplant?

experiments show it's a kinda alien that long time ago collided with the atmosphere & the high temeperature froze it to a stone like material

2. what's the use?

personally i dont have any related experiment done on this matter, but rumor circulating northern part of earth indicates the possibility of being edible

3. how to make it?

in distant soil ,people go to grocery stores, choose a weird animal called aubergine & then pay for it. but with my new discovery there's no need to call aubergine, eggplant or vice versa.

firstly, open the fridge & choose one of the biggest available eggs.

secondly find a flowerpot, (if you dont have any, ask yer other plants to leave their pot for a while & come back when the eggplant is big enough to be picked!) then dig a hole.

thirdly place the egg in the hole then mulch it.

note: it's wiser to boil the egg for 10 minutes.

finally add some dark purple oil paint to the soil & water the egg.

it'd take quite a while to ripe. let the egg bulk out fully. adding some vitamins & spices can be helpful.

after 10 days you can pick yer eggplant & fry it. it's ready to eat. have a nice meal!

note: you better call emergency before swallowing the first bite.

 

PS i want some eggplant!

PPS the weekend was awsome, i jus laid on bed & slept, gee i lied i was busy with the laundry & ironin'.

magnetic poetry, garbage & metallica

 

a while ago some magnets were bought & stuck to the fridge to let our literary talents develop.

i have a bit of that talent but most of it's used to write crap, so a few weeks later, all yo could see was extremely romantic sentences including all F words & a list of "to do" things.

the thing that's available every friday night is "take the garbage out"

though look quite simple, it needs lota effort. a little flash back here: i miss the time i lived on my own in the loveliest city in the world & didnt have to take the rubbish out, jus throw it outta the window, i was in heaven!

but here when the cruel work of taking the garbage out is given to you, it means labor, slavery, ignoring all human rights.

"TTGOP" -taking the garbage out process-

1. move your ass away from the sofa & stop watching commercials(that's really important)

2. put on as many clothes as you can (includes going up the stairs, opening the closet & deciding what to wear)

3. get to the kitchen & handed two big bags full of garbage ( i cant believe we make so much garbage, gotta thank the girl for her hard work of shittin')

4. put on yer shoes include bendin' & buckling

5. then you have to take the long walk to the garbage can, omfg, it takes over 15-20 minutes to get there & back cos every 30-40 houses have a garbage can & yo cant throw it anywhere yo like cos of lota wild animals + dogs willing to tear the bag!

6. if the wife's not around i'd jump into the car & it's fucking easy to get rid of the garbage, but my shining star blinks every 1000 years!

………..& the calender shows friday again, seems gotta get ready for my mission, God gimme strength on this dangerous road to paradizzzzze!

apart from the garbage that im gonna take it outta here in an hour time, it's time to talk about 'tallica. i really love this band. all my life (i mean since me & Meg-aka wife- shared a place) i tried to convince her to show a little interest to hard rock & metal jus for my sake. obviously useless!

so i gotta move round the place with my player on & headphones sticking to ears cos she doesnt wanna hear 'em.

what a hard life i have

the good thing is the most understanding creature in our home aka the girl, apart from my fish pet & cacti plants- really enjoys 'tallica. im sure she's gonna be a great guitarist when she's ol enough to hold one.

every friday afternoon, she sits quietly on my leg , stares at the tv & wait for me to push the cd in & let 'em rock the place (surely the mom's not around). my latest project is to sing her "fuel" as her lullaby. i've already tried "enter sandman" & she cried till her mom came & saved her!

gotta try slipknot too, guess she's gonna like it but it'd be next friday when i get home earlier than her mom!

it's weekend & this complicated technology will be shut down for a while. RIP

my home: 

PS you can enjoy the cool map of alaska while im away!

http://www.infoplease.com/images/malaska.gif, shittt where's Bethel?!

 

http://local.live.com/default.aspx?wip=2&v=2&style=r&rtp=~&&cp=60.77323~-161.76892&lvl=11&sp=aN.60.77323_-161.76892_Bethel,%20Alaska,%20United%20States&msnurl=map.aspx?src%3dFP%26lats1%3d60.77323%26lons1%3d-161.76892%26alts1%3d41.56667%26name%3dBethel%2c+Alaska%2c+United+States%26redirect%3dfalse&msnculture=en-US

PPS if you wanna know yer ideal weight. check here. i got 266lb, considering im jus 145, i fainted hihihi

Dilemma

 

i really didnt want to write about this, but it's something that really makes me nervous & i feel that i cant deal with it on my own.

i know it may look foolish but it's quite a problem of a sort.

it's been a while we're thinking of having another little human & populate the world a lil more. some guys think it's a pretty good idea, some says we better let the girl grow up a bit( i think she's grown up that bit!) & then think of another.

i dunno how's like to be an only child cos i have 2 idiot bros; though i really dont get on well with'em & barely talk to each other, we had a good childhood, so it's not bad to have a brother or sis. so i think it's quite wise to add another member to this moron family of mine!

on the other side, we're a bit young (25-26) & it's hard to deal with all the bills specially in here with the prices 2-3 times higher than other places in US. so we better dont do anything foolish, we can be the girl's friends as well as her parents!

but what if later we regret not giving the chance of a happier life to the girl!

sometimes i wish this baby could talk & tell us what she feels but we gotta wait at least 5-6 months to hear her first word .(i pray it's not "shit" or "fuck….. jus something lovely like mom or dad & i know it'd be better for her to say dad first )

i really dunno what to do.

"to have or not to have, that's the question!" hellboy Shakespeare

WTF!

 

every week i hear things about myself, some of 'em true, some of 'em funny & some complete BS!

adjectives for the week: crazy, moron, lazy, asshole, jerkass, wacko, psycho, idiot, funny…..

all of 'em true!

something crazy: me & my girl went to a party (we have lotta party here cos we dunno how to spend our time & dont forget the sun's still out after10 pm!) & as it is obvious i was rocking the whole place, jumping up & down, being crazily naughty like small boys, then a real moron came ot me & my home mate (aka wife) & asked: ya siblings?!

we: wtf!?*^&*$#&&^$#^%, no way!

conclusion : i dont deny that im crazy but some guys are real knuckle heads, it'd be a lot better to take a quick look & think a bit before saying anything! well i doubt this guy had any kinda brain!

the last thing about this week: well it's still thursday & i have another working day!

question: why people think im way too young to have a family of my own?

answer: they're fucking jealous of me!

*************

Edit: my girl=my wife. hell i dunno why i still use "my girl" to refer to the wife, somebody slap on my face & remind me "im married!",

thanks in advance

I’m a nerd!

 

this post is about:the relationship between the interfacial energies and the contact angle in heterogeneous nucleation.

i was sparing my free time on the above thing, getting myself into the big trouble of so many integrals & differentiatings, at last approached the answer, "jus sustitue this huge equation in another ultra large equation & i'm done" this was what i wondered!

geeeee i was wrong! finished all the math i had a fraction of cosine! omfg, this wasnt the answer.

so reviewing the whole problem with my prof, he agreed that i had done everything correctly & couldnt see the point why i got the wrong answer, asking for a time to take a thorough look!

some while later…..

prof: ^%&%^*^&#$^^&&^$#@!# (well not really) yo missed a MINUS.

me: oh heavens!

new trigonometry equation:

cos^2 (a) -1 = sin^2 (a)

im this stupid!

 

fairy tail

 

once upon time there lived a fairy tale boy, who didnt have a fairy story tale!

so he decided to make his own story, to be told over & over again for ages & children love him & adults praise him.

so here is his story: once upon a april, there was a beautiful princess walking in a icy road, let's call her snow white! then our lil hero came on the stage, burning lotta gas in his extra large Chevyokes (it's a brand new car) engine- gimme fule gimme fire gimme that which i desire,ooopps sorry somebody turn that player off!- hhhmmm where was i?! aha, Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean And on I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline, splashing white cold pieces of ice aka snow onto the road & outta the blue to our beautiful princess!

what happened next?! hhhmmm wellthe lovely princess cursed the moving thing & suddenly one of the auto's tire explode. so our hero jumped outta his moving creature & change the tire, thankful to Lord he had his spare tire! & decided to use sled next time!

end of fairy tail!

conclusion: though nothing's healthier than changing yer flat tire in open cold air, i have a terrible backache.

suggestions: dont use cars, dont get flat tires, dont live in northpole, leave yer car & walk home, who gave yo the right to drive, yo idiot!?!

*~*

today’s gonna be a cool match AC Milan vs Barcelona.
im jus wondering about the result, Milan gotta win cos im its fan.
cant deny the so many valuable players in Barca.
but i still remember the bitter lose against Liverpool, i want the cup, if they dont get it this year, im gonna wear all blue & support Chelsea (uggghhhh) im serious!

God Bless his soul

he was genius i dont deny, but i dont like his theories, i dont have really good memory of those terrible relativity stuff. it gave me headaches during my physics course in the first year.

lemme think, ….. hmmmm im gonna use an aircraft to get to nearest Galaxy & will be back soon ,but guess it's takes others 1000 fucking years, so i better not to do it, what should i do without this blog?!

… in all my life I have not laboured nearly so hard, and I have become imbued with great respect for mathematics, the subtler part of which I had in my simple-mindedness regarded as pure luxury until now. Einstein

To my best mate

 It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when you don’t say a thing The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all … 

creepy

im tired

this foollish thing gonna kill me till it upload pics, try this

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random

all these pics are in random order, im jus posting, maybe edit 'em later!

details

as you can see, they put round parts made of tin by the doors to prevent snow from coming inside or piling infronna enterance 

on the way to hotel, Bethel was like this a while ago 

this is our hotel, Barrow has 3 hotels that cost you an arm & leg. we rented a room with kitchen costing 200$ per night. the restaurant was really expensive so we jus ate there twice & cooked the rest of the time. it was a good hotel & there was a major difference between ther & other hotels. yo had to take yer shoes off in order not to smear the floor with mud & snow. it was pretty nice, making you feel your at home!  

after a little rest we took a taxi & went round the place, the driver was a japanese guy who's been living there for 5 years & was satisfied with his life.taxi fares are more expensive than Bethel. for example yo have to pay 8$ for long distances but in Barrow they get 6$ for  very short distances. 

totally Barrow's like Bethel,  you cant see various facings but  there were few disrepaired buildings. 

a recently built neighborhood 

some place near the center of Barrow 

this is Barrow Library with 50000 books & 10000 videos, every year over 70000 people visit here! 

there were 6 puters with internet access 

in a corner of the library we met this guy, drawing on a whale tongue ( ?!@?!?well it's not a tongue i know!). Whenever Eskimos hunt a whale they use its plates for drawings or other things. whales are the most important quarry of Eskimos. yo can see lota whale bones & plates in public places or tourist centers!FYI: Whales have baleen plates and take small prey by the mouthful, mainly in the form of drifting (planktonic) crustaceans such as copepods and krill, but they also occasionally consume small schooling fish or squid. these plates are covered with long hairs! 

as you can see in the drawing yo gotta hunt a whale with spears. 

this guy's called "Vernon" he's 29 & he spent some time in library to teach children (& others) how to draw on baleen plates. 

this guy cut the plates with knife &  drew on it. 

FMI (for my interest) they  oil the plates & put 'em in sunshine to dry. & then use a pen with a hard point. the plate is inflexible so they have to be careful while drawing cos they cant erase anything! 

OK enough for the first  day, im gonna post more later.

Barrow 4

 we started our trip by plane from bethel to anchorage then fairbanks & at last barrow. this is the only way you can get there. Generally few people go to Barrow so there're only 2  return flights from Anchorage to Barrow with an hour stop in Fairbanks. one in the morning & one at night. on our flight 19 out of  26 guys on the plane came to Barrow. it took us 2 hours from Anchorage to Barrow & we got there by 9.30 am.Barrow airport's quite like Bethel's. but it's much smaller & doesnt have the handcraft section.

the first day was a bit cold, luckily our hotel was near the airport so we walked to it & didnt pay for the taxi.

this pic's taken a few minutes before landing.

  

LANDINGGGGGGGGGGGG

  

Airport building 

there was no conveyer belt there & the luggage was pushed outta a black curtain, i tried to take a pic from this guy but he disappeared behind the thick curtains!

 

 

waitinggggggggggg