Tuesday, May 25, 2010

#16 About LOST

Something I really hate about the show LOST


So the famous show LOST is finally over. 6 years of waiting for the next episode or the next season for answers only to realize that the questions keep popping up like mushrooms. Anyway. I saw the finale and **SPOILER ALERT** I really hate that they didn't answer a single god damn question about the island or the smoke monster. The nameless man in black. Jeez. I guess we will never know... well done.

Friday, October 23, 2009

#15 About lesbian kisses on TV/Movies

Something I hate about lesbian kisses on TV shows and movies...


Apparently it is a trend and a must to have a lesbian kiss on a tv show or a movie. For those of you who have been watching new tv series, you might have stumbled upon a lesbian kiss or two. I am not against the gay or lesbian community, ones sexual orientation is his own choice. So this isn't about racism or other things. It's about a new cliche that is starting to spread around in the screenwriter communities. It was nice when we saw it once, and pretty bold to be seen on american television (considering their conservative views on gay community) but nowadays it's becoming a cliche and I hate seeing a great series and showing yet another lesbian kiss. Like that suddently makes the series open-minded and liked from the gay community. Be creative again! You can do better. Enough with that.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

#14 About the dog name Azor

Something I hate about the dog name Azor...

How come we all call a random dog in our stories by the name Azor? I bet that most of the answer on those stupid security questions on our mail account about what our first pets name was, is Azor. And we all (including myself) write it without thinking twice (or even once!) about it. So really. Azor? What is the matter with you? What has the poor dog done to you and you name it Azor? Why punish it like that...

Anyway, I for a fact, know no dog named Azor and I bet (twice in one post) that so do you (yes, you random guy that is wasting his precious time reading about something that some other random guy - me - hates).

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

#13 About Mr. Fourier

Something I hate about mister Fourier...

As of today I officially hate mr. Fourier. The sole purpose of the Fourier transform theory is to torture generations after generations of young math students and/or computer science students. Damn you mr. Fourier. Damn you.

P.S. 1: I may never pass that freakin' digital signal processing course of my university... I am full of positive energy. Yeah. Right.

P.S. 2: Maybe I should demand my 50 lost euros from mr. Fourier's family. He is responsible for quite a loss of my time in the past, the present (and definitely) in the future.

Friday, September 4, 2009

#12 About the internet

Something I hate about the internet...

Except the fact that internet is the devil's child, I hate the internet for a very simple yet true reason. It is so damn addicting. All that info on you monitor or even on the palm of your hand (I am starting to adore my ipod touch).
Damn you, addicting internet!
I hate you!

#11 About wifi

Something I hate about wifi (wireless internet)...

Damn that wifi... I am constantly searching for an unprotected wifi network to enter and surf the net... Simple stuff like checking a mail or fml and some other sites. No torrent downloading and that sort of heavy things. So guess what I hate... I hate those freakin' "protected" wifi networks. I hate having to search the whole house inch to inch just in case there is an open network for me...
And I hate that there is no open wifi network EVERYWHERE, on the streets, on the cafes, on the snack bars, on the toilets, on the parks and the squares, on the desert, on the north pole... e v e r y w h e r e. Damn you internet. There is something I hate about you too... on the next post...

P.S. I have internet access on my house, but my girlfriends house is another story... 12 networks found all of them locked...

#10 About the Ipod Touch

Something I hate about my ipod touch...

You know the ipod touch. Don't you?
Well being a gadget geek my self, I wanted to buy one for my birthday. So I bought one and filled it with all kinds of cool stuff and apps and music and all. Only to realize that 90% of its apps work on wifi. So I hate the fact that my ipod touch becomes useful only when there's wifi around. It started as a simple mp3 player. Now we can find an app that makes coffee. Or better, iCoffee. Itouch and wifi.... which brings me to the next thing I hate ....

Sunday, August 16, 2009

#9 About Masturbating (Again)



Something (else) I hate about masturbating...

Today I was jerking off, as usual (it's a masculine activity that will never wear off, it seems). I was just a few inches (metaphorically speaking, mind you, keep your perverted thoughts away from my tool's length) away from getting a damn good "happy ending", when it doesn't happen. I try again, replaying the same fantasies. Nada. Suddenly, a not-so-attractive picture appears in my head (I'm not going to describe it), and that's when the H.W.C. is out. Fuck, if I was Liz Phair, I'd write a song similar to "Why Can't I?" specifically for times like this.

#8 About Masturbating



Something I hate about masturbating...

Today I was giving myself some real wrist-induced pleasure, when something happened; a fistful of piss emerged from my boneheaded urethra. I was juuuust ready to get my orgasm, when my urethra thinks I'm in the bathroom and it's ready for the urine to take off. So, when it's done, a mixture of sperm and piss emerges from my teenie-weenie. I grab this gigantic German sausage my dick transforms to and run to the bathroom to flush it all away. So long, dear orgasm. It was nice to know you.

#7 About Shit-headed Motorbike Drivers



Something I hate about idiotic, stupid-as-fuck, shameless motorbike drivers...

Today, I was walking down the street when a dickwad on a motorcycle drove across the area with an almost deafening VROOOOOOOOM!!! In a perfect world, I'd rip his spine off, grind it on the bike's spinning wheels just to sharpen it a bit, and then shove it in the bike's engine to stop it (you thought I was going to say "up his ass", huh?). Life is unfair. And a bitch, all right. But also unfair. I want my decibels back. And 50€ (to donate to the guy who runs this site).