SUP. :O
Lots to discuss today. Writing this to the sound of a Drum n Bass artist called Kraddy, with such epic tunes as this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkWlNSxa4zk&index=19&list=RD8ojHf5rdYwE
Want to discuss the mercantile opportunities offered by the acquisition of other people's lost luggage and shipments via auction houses, but first the personal crap. :P
http://questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=2808
https://twitter.com/jephjacques
I really do enjoy reading this webcomic. It's called Questionable Content by a chap known as Jeph Jacques, and deals with the life and times of Martin something-or-other [I can't remember the guys last name and can't be asked to look it up]. Essentially Martin and he mates live and work and the comics deal with their social interactions. Latterly these have included Martin's courting of a transsexual women he works with in his library.
Being bisexual I obviously support non-heterosexuality [not in a 'I'm a feminist' type of way, just 'its totally normal for people to be like this' type of way] and it's great to see an webcomic artist taking a serious and logical stance on the subject.
Alright, so the only transsexual person I've ever met [my current cyberstalker btw] is 9 types of batshit insane, but overall I hold the educated man's view on sexuality - that if it feels right, do it, and everyone has a right to do whatever they want so long as it hurts no one else, and they're are plenty of orphans and that in the world and they could do much worse than a loving gay couple as parents - so anything which promotes those views and handles them in a totally reasonable way is GG in my book.
Don't know if I mentioned this last blog post but some of my food - a loaf of bread - got stolen from my sealed and named bags in the hostel fridge I'm currently staying in. Like someone would've had to first tear them open knowing they don't own them to get the goods out of them.
I thought my food was safe as I'm currently on a veggies and pasta kick to assist in recovering after a lot of physical stress and ongoing mental trials. People staying in hostels aren't anywhere near that healthy. Pizza, microwaved meals, and cans are generally their thing, not fresh fruit and veggies.
And I was right, my veggies are entirely safe, but not, as it turns out, the butter [two spoonfuls of butter were taken on Monday], a loaf of bread [which totally vanished yesterday] and, as I found out this morning four large potatoes which I was going to eat for dinner last night [this morning].
In total I've lost all of £2.50 in food to thieves, and there's no way to track them. Trap them though, I could. All I'd need to do buy 2 loaves of bread, some rat poison, open the bags and ensure I don't use enough to mar the taste and wait for the ambulance to arrive. When you have vermin getting into your food stores, that's how you deal with them, even if said vermin are larger than the usual verity.
Can't do that though. Get the dose wrong, or if they eats too much and I kill someone [not that I'm against killing humans you understand] and it get's traced back to me [I made too much noise about it to the useless idiot hostel staff when I found out about the bread] then I can kiss my policing career goodbye over £2.50.
Can't be helped, lesson learned, keep bread, eggs and anything people actually like to eat upstairs and out of their reach. Still...I'd love to catch one of them in the act. Bruises fade, although it might take a while after I get through kicking them. It's just that given I don't have even £2.50 to replace my stolen property I find this an especially vehement fuck you.
I'm not starving though. I've got a £3.00 giant bag of pasta, and they're not touching the veggies, so I won't go hungry before Monday, and that's the main thing, even if I'm angry enough to hospitalize them if I catch them at it.
Point is that I'm misanthropic already. This shit is only confirming my world view. Finish my police course. Get my badge and cuffs. Take it out on every thief that takes away something someone else NEEDS. And don't get suspended for GBH. Tricky that...
I just HATE thieves.
Currently also angry at my gods damn phone service provider. I went into one of their stores a few weeks ago and asked for their best PAYG data package because all ever do on my phone is email and check the net for info. The prepubescent gay teen adviser was apparently too busy trying to flirt with me to know what he was actually selling because he told me the £15.00 PAYG top-up was unlimited data for a month. Just checked my phone's text's and I topped up on the 22nd of September so it took two and a half weeks to burn through 15 quid's worth of data because it's NOT unlimited. Stupid bastard.
I really need to sign up for a contract thing or something and ensure that it's unlimited. I'll do that as soon as I've got more money coming in but I can't guarantee payment month to month at the moment so that's not an option.
Currently sitting in a McDonalds freezing my ass off. Would be in the
library but I need to download some more Dresden Files audiobooks
[would download some TV but with my phone's data having expired I can't
access Kick Ass Torrents for the magnet links on it].
Like
I said a few posts back, there's no issue with using torrents in my
playbook. In this instance specifically I have no issue downloading my
entire audiobook library because I paid for the entire lot more than
five years ago. I'm now just trying to rebuild the library that's
sitting in stasis on my tower PC with the broken power adapter that
uneconomical to repair and which I can't afford to be replace.
They
say piracy is illegal. I say that once you buy media you shouldn't be
limited to the seller's own branded device, and shouldn't have to rebuy
the media just because the device you were using to use and store it on
or the online store you bought it from has since closed down it's
servers.
I paid for this stuff once. I'm not paying twice
because you have unethical business practices designed to charge people
multiple times for the single product.
Read Reddit, where I'm currently enjoying a thread about 'If you were
suddenly found to be living in the last game universe you were playing,
what would happen' and taunting anyone who posts about ruling the
fields of justice in the League of Legends universe. :P
Wrote this blog post, obviously.
Checked
my emails, where I've got a really long one from my lady friend. Still
not 100% sure that's a good idea. It's recently become very apparent
that asides from lacking my physical faculties due to a genetic disease
she isn't strong mentally either. She is very nice though and doesn't
seem to get tired of my crazy genius bullshit or the fact that I'm a
fucking train wreck personally.
The question is what do I
need from a girlfriend? The answer is someone caring and patient who
gives a fuck about my existence, isn't a direct challenge to my predator
brain who sees anyone near my equal as a threat, and is physically
attractive and fuckable. She fills that criteria. I mean, I could explore a lot more people and it's not like I don't have options given that I'm hot apparently, and sane. But for starters this one seems to match up with what I'm looking for.
Current
issue is that she has a guy friend, who she says is entirely platonic,
coming to see her for a few days from today. He's just like her
apparently, only rich [family business], intelligent [speaks half a
dozen languages], and as nice as she is [just like her]. Whereas I at
some point raided a Mummy's Tomb and caught a curse which is making my
life a living hell.
She says they're just friends, and I can't see a point in being jealous.
I
mean, she's sent me videos of her touching her admittedly really fine
looking tits and pussy [she's uber sensitive, a squirter, and loud, and
submissive, which is all a turn on as far as I'm concerned] and I've
sent her videos and pics of me which she liked, and she lives in the UK
and few hours north. It's a good setup.
I don't think
she's playing me, but you never can tell can you? As far as I know she's
not just sending those to just me and this trip for him isn't just
visiting a sick friend.
But on the other hand what does
mistrust gain me? Nothing good. Extending trust until proven otherwise
is the best course because if she is telling the truth then I get, at
minimum, a lot of sex. *shrug*
The point, the key
point, is that I can't act on it yet anyway. I need to get into training
and things first. After that and I'm stabilized then either I can meet her and if we're attracted in person then...well, x-rated shit will go down.
If not then throw a rock seeing as when I try I get all the attention
anyone could want. And more after I put on some muscle from a gym, which
is what I intend to go grab sometime soon.
The job center backed off by the way. Went to see my adviser
yesterday and, well, it essentially appears that he lost his shit last
Wednesday, had me come in for four check-ins to no real purpose, and
sign up to some recruitment program. Since I complied with that though
he's now backed off till next Wednesday so I can get on with my
coursework [fucking dripping ass monkey], which I should, with any luck, have bagged up and handed in
by the end of the month. They say I've passed in writing and I should be
able to give that to the Met Police and get a training start date. It's just a matter of getting the world done now basically.
OK, this has run a bit longer than I thought it would so I'm calling it here. Not much should happen between now and tomorrow so I'll cover buying stuff from London auction houses and selling it on eBay tomorrow.
Going to go see if I can't play a match or two of Hearthstone, which is about the only game I can play on this toy laptop, and then get on with some college work...as soon as I reply to that email from my lady friend. xD
Have a good one.
