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Well..they can go really really far away. I’ve read some time ago about some mother and daughter got raped by some guy the lil girl met on myspace…or some other shitty meeting site. And as far as i know, the family sued the company that owed the site, for some security reasons that let that guy know the address and all that of the family. But there are more kinds of online relationships.

1. There’s the one when u just wanna talk with someone. U just had a bad fucking day, u just want someone to listen, so u start ur favourite messenger (YM, IRC or whatever) and start chatting with whoever the fuck u want…it’s just a bad day..it will go away..I must admit that i was in that position …not many times, i usually have someone to talk to that i know…

2. There’s the one when u just want some online penpal..just talk online..Every day, whenever one of u has the time to, whatever..That includes a messenger that can store the other girls/guys ID..so YM, MSN, ICQ, Google Talk should do the trick..But u don’t think that u’re ever gonna meet this girl/guy..

3. There’s the one when u want a relationship. U wanna meet the girl/guy of ur life. So u’ll usually start using IRC, and continue using the ones u can store her/his ID. This is the sickest of them all. U really can’t find normal people online who u can spend ur life with, or something..have kids or…i don’t know, whatever…it’s 99% that will be a really deceiving experience. I know someone that has only been deceived by this kind of relationship.

And there’s a 4. 4 is when ur mind really got sicker and sicker…till u actually believe u’ve met her/him, u do all the things in front of the computer, usually using a webcam…but i’ll explain my example a lil bit later. Yeap, i have one!

So, now…i have something between 2 and 3. Well..it was more like a 3, but now looks like a 2. So..2.5 it is…But, i have this friend. A girl. She’s from Romania, as I am. And she met some guy who was also born in Romania, but now lives in US. Well..they are like..more than 4…like 4.5. Well…that’s what she told me: once every week he speaks with all her family, including almost all of her relatives…They talk for at least 3 times a day…They sleep with the webcams turned on, so they can watch each other while sleeping, they even cook togheter. (that guy moves his laptop to his kitchen and asks her what to do…). Umm..there’s jealousy too..i mean, i called her today…and when i met her she told me that guy asked her who was calling her in the morning..cause he heard the phone ring from the microphone of the webcam she has. Well, i think that’s sick. I really do. I know she’s crazy..i mean..she’s crazy since i’ve met her…but..damn it!…i couldn’t believe my ears today…

G-Unit obsession…

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it’s a old song…but new song on my blog..enjoy!

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Well…it’s around 3 am now…i’m at my 3rd handkerchief, my nose keeps leaking, i keep blowing it once every about 5 minutes…so fuck, i can’t sleep!! Maybe it will get a lil better cause i got some drugs 10 mins ago…but they don’t act so quickly..I think i have to wait at least 1 hour for them to begin their effect…Damn it!..my eyes hurt cause i was in from of my shitty monitor for like..the whole day, doing the site for the company i’m currently work for…The good news is that my deadline is exactly tomorrow..umm..i mean today..but later..and it’s the last day of work in this year..(yuppyyyy!!!)..I still gotta work for it for like ..2-3 hours and it will be done. I just hope i’ll be able to do it tomorrow…Fucking flu!!

Good news..Santa got to me a gift again…this time is a HP R725 digital camera…that looks like this..

Full specs can be found here or here. And Santa got this for me from here…

..i’ll try to get some sleep now…See ya!

..nici dupa vreo 100 de reincarnari..cred ca tot asa e..dar nu o sa stau sa vad oricum…Postul asta o sa fie in romana..cu dedicatie.. ..si va fi in totalitate despre Georgiana Iuga, aka Ana.

Acu’ vreo luna..sau ceva de genul asta, dadusem de cineva care ii folosea telefonul, una care incepuse sa imi povesteasca tot felul de porcarii despre ea: ca s-a batut prin nu stiu ce bar, ca a batut-o pe nu stiu ce panarama, ca a intrat in cacat cu politia si alte chestii. Dupa vreo 2 zile ajung sa vorbesc si cu ea, negand totul. Fie…desi tot pe cealalta o credeam, aia care mi-a trimis sms-uri de pe tlf ei..Dupa faza asta incepem sa vorbim iar la telefon..Incep sa se inmulteasca telefoanele..Ajungem, pentru a 1000-a oara, ca vine aici. Acum o saptamana imi zice sa ma duc eu acolo. Nah, eram la o firma, nu prea aveam ce sa fac, nu mai stiu sigur ce draq imi lipsea, plec spre Calarasi. Drumul…super de cacat, ceatza, bezna, si eu nu stiam cum pm sa ajung. Noroc ca mai vorbeam cu frate-meu din cand in cand, pe care il pusesem sa stea cu harta Romaniei in mana. Anyway, ajung pe la 9 seara. O prima imbratisare in frigul care era la ora aia, si eu care nu prea eram imbracat adecvat ca fusesem cam toata ziua in masina, si m-am gandit ca nu o sa stau prea mult afara. Vine si ea dupa vreo 10 de asteptat, imbratisarea..si hop la masina..Ii zic sa ma duca intr-un loc mai linistit, ca eram in fata garii. Ajungem pe o strada, destul de luminata…liniste…vreo 2-3 minute. Dupa care incep sa alerge masinile..(nu ca as fi zis loc “linistit”..). Eh, si stam de vorba..Si ce sa aud?..Pai..”Muta-te aici!”..ca asa e singura posibilitate de a fi impreuna, ca ei ii place orasul, oamenii, familia. Pff?!..WTF?..Adica sa plec de aici unde am…oarecum destui bani, si sa las tot si sa ma mut pe maxim 10 milioane in Calarasi?..”Da!”..Hmm..i-am zis ca daca asta e singura posibilitate de a imi duce la bun sfarsit promisiunea catre ea (care, m-am gandit eu mai bine, a fost in urma unor minciuni, deci…mai conteaza daca o duc la bun sfarsit?) atunci ar fi mai bine sa o duc acasa si sa terminam semirelatia asta…(desi semi inseamna jumate, de fapt relatia asta era mai putin de 1 sfert din cat ar fi trebuit sa fie). O intreb daca posibilitatea ca sa vina ea aici nu exista…”Ba exista, dar…”..dar??..”dar, mi-e frica de tine..”.WTF??..”ca eu sunt o fire mai dificila, (no shit!!) ca o sa ne certam ca stiu eu ca o sa ne certam”..bla bla. Ne mai miscam prin Matizul ala, ne mai tinem in brate, incepem sa ne mai si pupam ..pana la urma ne mutam intr-un loc mai linistit, mai intunecat, si bineinteles ca dupa 5 min au inceput sa treaca masinile…dar asta e alta treaba. Deci am ajuns pe la un 9…am plecat pe la 12. In 3 ore reusisem sa ajung de la “muta-te tu aici!”…la “saptamana asta termin cu munca, si duminica vin”. (desi de data asta nu mai eram asa bucuros de decizie, dar totusi speram sa nu mai fie abureala de 2 lei). O duc si pana acasa, ne mai imbratisam ne mai una-alta inainte de plecare, si ramane cum stabilisem. Ajung acasa pe la 2 juma, dupa drumul de cacat spre bucuresti, cu ceata, si multa, multa bezna…dar asta a fost. Luni o sun, sa vad daca minunea mai dureaza. Hmm..bucuroasa, fericita, “d-abia astept sa vin”..deci da, inca mai dureaza. Marti, Miercuri, Joi la fel…aceeasi stare “d-abia astept sa vin”, bucuroasa, fericita. Vineri insa, s-a schimbat placa. Nu mai era asa bucuroasa, si nu mai era “d-abia astept sa vin”, era “o sa vin”..(deja aveam impresia ca se termina minunea). Ieri dimineatza, telefonul inchis…Il deschide in jur de 1…cam tot asa…nici o bucurie, nici o fericire, doar “o sa vin”. Pe seara, pe la un 7 primesc un mesaj…dar nu era tot, (facea parte dintr-un mesaj mai lung, format din 2 mesaje, si venise doar prima parte) in care zicea ceva de genul “ca imi place zici, ma simt perfect aici, nu vreau sa vin acolo, nu vreau sa imi las familia”. Mancam si eu pe la ora aia….dar o sun. Iau si o tigara in drum si ies pe palier..Sa imi spuna ca singura posibilitate sa fim impreuna e sa ma mut eu acolo, ca asa a fost si atunci cand m-am dus eu in Calarasi dupa ea, dar am sucit-o eu, si altele. Deci pentru a nu stiu cata oara, se suceste fix inainte…Dar ultima de data asta. Pana la urma ajungem la concluzia ca mai bine ne vedem de treburile noastre, ma bag in casa…si vine si cealalta bucata de mesaj. Pe la sfarsit era ceva de genul “nu mai sunt sigura de sentimentele mele fata de tine. Imi pare rau dar as vrea sa punem punct”. Punct la ce?..la sfertul de relatie?..si nu mai e sigura de sentimentele ei de duminica trecuta pana sambata?..

Anyway..parerea mea. Chiar am crezut ca se poate schimba dupa discutia de duminica, dar m-am inselat din nou. Am vorbit despre cacaturile facute pe acolo, si, deja are abonament la trezorerie la platit amenzi, si cica e cunoscuta de politia de prin oras la cate ori a trecut prin sectia de politie..Si, ce nu i-am zis niciodata si nu o sa ii zic…In afara ca ma leaga banii de orasul asta, ca familia…mai putin, de cand am inceput iar sa vorbim acum cateva saptamani, am fost de parere ca nu merita sa fac asa ceva pentru ea. Nu merita, nu pentru ca deja facea parte din lumea interlopa, ci pt ca stiam ca nu se poate schimba, stiam ca intotdeauna o sa iasa certuri pentru ca ..la un moment dat am mai cunoscut pe cineva cu problemele pe care le are si ea, (deci nu conteaza motivul, certurile or sa existe, ..din probleme medicale mai putin tratabile) si mai stiam ca nu se poate abtine din mintit. Si asta era cea mai grava. Nu poa’ sa imi zica nimeni ca o persoana care minte 90% din timp se poate schimba. Adica se poate…poate ajunge la 80%…dar nu mai mult. In concluzie, asta a fost, am ramas cu “mai vorbim”, desi in afara de sa stiu daca e sanatoasa altceva nu mai vreau sa stiu (si nici aia nu ma mai intereseaza prea mult), a fost ULTIMA plimbare in Calarasi cu acest motiv si ne vedem de vietile noastre. NO MORE BULLSHIT!!

..de aseara tin asta in mine…Am fost la o grasa sa ma ajute sa mai uit din ele…dar nu a fost in stare…Oricum, a fost un an bun pentru grase, 2004, grase de Cotnari.. Si sa ma fut in ele de chirii, ale draq daca se mai gaseste ceva la 200…220, 230, ..sare direct la 250..si de acolo, din 50 in 50..300, 350…Deci inca mai stau pe aici…Acum chiar nu mai am nici un motiv sa imi grabesc plecarea..

De cand am fost expulzat de czone pentru ration prea mic, am descoperit de curand share.nimda.ro. Azi cand am intrat am gasit un poll…

Cool, ha? ))

Well..i just stopped laughing so I can press the keys from my keyboard right…Here is an interesting..article..

“Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal?
It’s a natural plant that grows in the dirt.
Do you know what’s not natural?
80 year old dudes with hard-ons. That’s not natural.
But we got pills for that.
We’re dedicating all our medical resources to keeping the old guys erect,
but we’re putting people in jail for something that grows in the dirt?

You know we have more prescription drugs now.
Every commercial that comes on TV is a prescription drug ad.
I can’t watch TV for four minutes without thinking I have five serious diseases.
Like: “Do you ever wake up tired in the morning?”
Oh my god I have this, write this down. Whatever it is, I have it.
Half the time I don’t even know what the commercial is:
people running in fields or flying kites or swimming in the ocean.
I’m like that is the greatest disease ever. How do you get that?
That disease comes with a hot chick and a puppy.

The schools now: It is all about self-esteem in the schools now.
Build the kids’ self-esteem, make them feel good about themselves.
If everybody grows up with high self-esteem, who is going to dance in our strip clubs?
What’s going to happen to our porno industry?
These women don’t just grown on trees.
It takes lots of drunk dads missing dance recitals before you decide to blow a goat on the internet for fifty bucks.
And if that disappears, where does that leave me on a Friday night with my new high speed connection?

Masterminds are another word that comes up all the time.
You keep hearing about these terrorists masterminds that get killed in the middle east.
Terrorists masterminds.
Mastermind is sort of a lofty way to describe what these guys do, don’t you think?
They’re not masterminds.
“OK, you take bomb, right? And you put in your backpack. And you get on bus and you blow yourself up. Alright?”
“Why do I have to blow myself up? Why can’t I just:”
“Who’s the fucking mastermind here? Me or you?”

Americans, let’s face it: We’ve been a spoiled country for a long time.
Do you know what the number one health risk in America is?
Obesity. They say we’re in the middle of an obesity epidemic.
An epidemic like it is polio. Like we’ll be telling our grand kids about it one day.
The Great Obesity Epidemic of 2004.
“How’d you get through it grandpa?”
“Oh, it was horrible Johnny, there was cheesecake and pork chops everywhere.”

Nobody knows why were getting fatter? Look at our lifestyle.
I’ll sit at a drive thru.
I’ll sit there behind fifteen other cars instead of getting up to make the eight foot walk to the totally empty counter.
Everything is mega meal, super sized. Want biggie fries, super sized, want to go large.
You want to have thirty burgers for a nickel you fat mother fucker. There’s room in the back. Take it!
Want a 55 gallon drum of Coke with that? It’s only three more cents.

Sometimes you have to suffer a little bit in your youth to motivate yourself to succeed in later life.
Do you think if Bill Gates got laid in high school, do you think there’d be a Microsoft?
Of course not.
You got to spend a long time in your own locker with your underwear shoved up your ass before you start to think,
“You’ll see. I’m going to take of the world of computers! I’ll show them.”

We’re in one of the richest countries in the world,
but the minimum wage is lower than it was thirty five years ago.
There are homeless people everywhere.
This homeless guy asked me for money the other day.
I was about to give it to him and then I thought he was going to use it on drugs or alcohol.
And then I thought, that’s what I’m going to use it on.
Why am I judging this poor bastard.
People love to judge homeless guys. Like if you give them money they’re just going to waste it.
Well, he lives in a box, what do you want him to do? Save it up and buy a wall unit?
Take a little run to the store for a throw rug and a CD rack? He’s homeless.
I walked behind this guy the other day.
A homeless guy asked him for money.
He looks right at the homeless guy and says why don’t you go get a job you bum.
People always say that to homeless guys like it is so easy.
This homeless guy was wearing his underwear outside his pants.
Outside his pants. I’m guessing his resume isn’t all up to date.
I’m predicting some problems during the interview process.
I’m pretty sure even McDonalds has a “underwear goes inside the pants” policy.
Not that they enforce it really strictly, but technically I’m sure it is on the books.”

..although yesterday i thought it was tuesday and not thursday, …yeap, today is friday. So..what have i been doing…

Well..today finally i got this windows 2k3 error solved out.

The Security System detected an authentication error for the server DNS/ns.xxx.ro. The failure code from authentication protocol Kerberos was “There are currently no logon servers available to service the logon request.
(0xc000005e)”.
For more information, see Help and Support Center at http://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/events.asp.

After days of google searching and all that shit, today i got this working. So, what was the problem?..Well, it’s easy. It was about DNS dynamic updates. I turned that off (it was set on “nonsecure and secure” and i set it to “none”) and now it’s working. No more errors. It was trying to authenticate on the servers where it was trying to get updates. So that’s solved…

Another thing was a project that i wanna get involved in. It requires a site (mostly flash), some computers, a VPN between them, and a short PHP application involvin JavaScript too. I think i can do most of it, …i have some primary skills on macromedia flash (aka adobe flash), so i’m leaving this part to a professional. This should get me a lot of money, and a potentially a new job, but that’s gonna happen ONLY if we agree on my salary. And i think we’re not. We’ll see about that. (we..as in me and the guy who wants all this)

Umm…the girl from Calarasi. Well…she said to me like 2-3 days ago that the next day she will get here and all that, and that she has to call her aunt to see if she can arrange someplace for her to stay. (cause i didn’t want to solve that out). Well….the thing is that she’s not here even now…i didn’t talk to her on the phone cause she doesn’t answer…and i thought a lil about it..A looong time ago i’ve made a promise to her. And usually, i do everything i can to keep em..but here is the thing. I’ve made that promise because of what she told me then. As it turned out, it was mostly lies. So..i promised something based on lies..Well..this isn’t right, is it? So, now in my head is clear that i don’t have to keep a promise based on lies…so..i think i’ll let her go…for good.

And the last part, and most important, …i’m closer to spend this year christmas with my angel, but i’m not sure..maybe, maybe not…now i think it’s 60% chance that she’ll be here, and 40% that she won’t be..I hope those 60% will raise soon..

Now seriously, it never will..i can bet on that. But still, Microsoft did a good thing about people using Hotmail (their free webmail). About 2 weeks ago, when i last checked my hotmail account (one using Romania as my country), i had 25MB of disk space. I also had 2GB on my account that i’ve made using USA as my country. Today, i had a big surprize. Entering my mail accout (the romanian one) i saw something like…”1% of 1000MB used”.. Umm..1000MB?..u mean 1gGB?..hell yeah!!..So, as today…or..around 2 weeks ago, every hotmail user, and doesn’t matter the country he/she is from, has 1GB of storage on hotmail. The only bad thing is …that this major change happens at about 1 year google raised its gmail to 2GB…and now is around 2.8GB, so almost 3GB…but that’s another story..So..enjoy ur 1GB hotmail account.

To be more precise, gmail now has 2791.232066 MB of storage…and counting..

Here is an article about social sites insecurity…that’s increasing every day. They give examples like the myspace.com videos that used the digital rights management from windows media player to install some adware, like infecting wikipedia’s german version with MSBlast, replicating some object in Second Life and so on…So, the conclusion was that online easy-to-publish sites are getting more and more popular…and that represents a risk cause users can do..almost whatever they want to with that content, including adwares, viruses and all that…So, be careful what u’re visiting..

Today i discovered something. I logged in to my wordpress…and at the bottom, after my version of wordpress is shown…i see a picture like the last one on my sidebar – the browse happy thing. Well…i was logging to wordpress using the new installed IE7. Well..nevermind that. I tried to log in using Firefox. Guess what??..there’s no “browse happy” thing. So, seems like WordPress has something against Microsoft, as normal people do… (..but DirectX rulez!!)