<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:53:58.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You son of a ....</title><subtitle type='html'>There are no stupid questions, but there are a LOT of inquisitive idiots.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-5478779387635411480</id><published>2008-03-20T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:02:09.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance Schmalance</title><content type='html'>We appreciate feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, we wait with bated breath for your suggestions on how we can make the game better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except replace the word "sometimes" with the word "rarely".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My particular favorite is the many (many, many, MANY) suggestions we get on how to "balance" the job system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea how difficult it is to create balance in a system that has 20 entirely different job classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have different abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With different roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might even say they were DIFFERENT JOBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose your house was on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not really on fire. Sit back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a metaphor, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, your house is on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A firefighter shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A police officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a paramedic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a shoe salesman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoe salesman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a shoe salesman might not be as helpful in this type of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BurnVictim&gt;&gt; Someone help me!&lt;br /&gt;BurnVictim&gt;&gt; I'm hurt!&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; You know what you need?&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; Sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he shows up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then starts complaining that he's not as helpful as the other people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; This is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; Damned firefighters with the...&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; Saving people...&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; From fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts going on all the fire-fighting related forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Title: Fire fighting unbalanced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y is it every time there's a fire, everyone invites the firemen? they should totally nerf firefighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he starts calling up the fire department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; I have some good ideas on how to balance the fire fighting system.&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; They should adjust the strength of the fire.&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; Or maybe make the fire weak to... shoes.&lt;br /&gt;FireChief&gt;&gt; Have you lost your mind?&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; That totally wouldn't make shoe salesmen overpowered.&lt;br /&gt;ShoeSalesman&gt;&gt; We'd just be a viable job class.&lt;br /&gt;FireChief&gt;&gt; I'm going to hang up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are situations where a shoe salesman would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a new pair of nikes? Helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a nice pair of high heels? Helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need someone to keep you from burning to death? Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the shoe salesman still expects you to completely revamp the entire system to make them more "balanced".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I might respond to the aforementioned shoe salesman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET ANOTHER DAMNED JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to fight fires, BECOME A FIREMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to go kick a shoe salesman in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he asks for medical help, I'm calling a dry cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how he feels about balance then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-5478779387635411480?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5478779387635411480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=5478779387635411480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5478779387635411480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5478779387635411480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2008/03/balance-schmalance.html' title='Balance Schmalance'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-5369850698663131113</id><published>2008-03-19T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:59:41.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIAA gave up on music piracy</title><content type='html'>RIAA has officially given up and raised the white flag. Now the RIAA plans to charge a mandatory $5/month per user tax from the ISPs to allow downloadings of MP3. People have protested that if they did not download MP3s from the internet, they do not need to pay this tax. This loops back to how RIAA can detect who is downloading music and who is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor would behttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif that what will happen to iTunes Store? For $0.99 I can get a song. If I were to spend $5 each month, I get 5 songs from iTunes. If I pay the Tax, I get unlimited song for a month. Hows that sound? iTune's is going bust if this is implemented and we'll be in to see a big law suit from Apple to RIAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think of RIAA's latest actions? Let me know in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://techdirt.com/articles/20080313/114351536.shtml"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://techdirt.com"&gt;TechDirt&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: They actually made a song to protest against RIAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zug.com/pranks/riaa/"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.zug.com/pranks/riaa/index2.html"&gt;Digg&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-5369850698663131113?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5369850698663131113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=5369850698663131113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5369850698663131113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5369850698663131113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2008/03/riaa-gave-up-on-music-piracy.html' title='RIAA gave up on music piracy'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-2577818240445903187</id><published>2008-01-05T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:17:02.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The *NEW* year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Year, what does it mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New resolution (Yeah assholes, like I'm believing you will stick to it)&lt;br /&gt;2) New stuff (Well, depends, if you're single, congratulations!)&lt;br /&gt;3) New shoes (I definitely need a new shoe considering I trashed mine find some necklace on the bitch *cough* beach.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new stuff, new books, new teachers, new assessments, new.... wait a minute... who the hell sneaked teachers and assessments in here. JORMUNGAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Jormungand deals 50000000000 dmg to school*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new stuff, new start, revivals, what's next? Yeah I know people, I haven't been active recently, but that's not my fault. Blame the holidays. Whose idea was it that Christmas sticks so close to new years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's Gods ... Nothing much to say anymore. I mean, he's GOD! What can I do about it except maybe bitch and whine a little, but the end of the day, like it's ever gonna change. Well it will change... someday... when Jesus Christ was given birth again and this time in march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAY jolly well be reviving this ol' shit of a blog. But who knows, stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Do you follow? Or do you strike your own path?&lt;br /&gt;Answer of the day: I follow the own path I struck myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever... Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-2577818240445903187?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/2577818240445903187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=2577818240445903187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/2577818240445903187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/2577818240445903187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='The *NEW* year'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-4254061822345152032</id><published>2007-11-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:14:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do You Give Gift Cards?</title><content type='html'>Maybe I am a little off here but I sort of agree with this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Here’s an idea. Let’s trade perfectly good money, and exchange it for something that serves the same purpose but has an expiration date, loses value over time, and can only be used at one store! Gift cards are the worst possible present you could give someone as a gift!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In his article at American Consumer News, Matthew Paulson goes into the reasons we're all giving gift cards as well as the message it's sending to the recipient. You are either admitting that you have no creativity in your body or worse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you buy someone a gift card, you are sending them a message that you know how to manage their money better than they are, and should be able to decide which store they spend the money you give them at."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, here is the question. Do you give gift cards? If so, is it simply because it's more convenient for you? Don't feel bad, that is my reasoning. Perhaps I will begin thinking twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember, if you're thinking of giving me gift cards for christmas, I suggest you stop in your tracks and grab something more useful for me. I could use a notebook, maybe a truckload of caviar and a parentally-unaccepted amount of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, you got me started. Now I'm going to ignore this post and walk to starbucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-4254061822345152032?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4254061822345152032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=4254061822345152032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/4254061822345152032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/4254061822345152032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/maybe-i-am-little-off-here-but-i-sort.html' title='Why Do You Give Gift Cards?'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-7421375308126323892</id><published>2007-11-15T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:56:48.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go dad ! [NSFW]</title><content type='html'>When she starts giving the boys a show her dad walks in...&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple survey, what will you do if you find your daughter doing a web-cam strip tease for the boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know in the comments guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll personally skin her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=dc9_1195060895&amp;amp;p=1"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; (Via &lt;a href="http://www.liveleak.com/"&gt;LiveLeak&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-7421375308126323892?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7421375308126323892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=7421375308126323892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7421375308126323892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7421375308126323892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/way-to-go-dad.html' title='Way to go dad ! [NSFW]'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-3873529042161098000</id><published>2007-11-15T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:27:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson deafeated by sluggish computer</title><content type='html'>Never in my life, have I hated slow computer that much. Determined not to allow such a breach in my computer slow down my plans to take over the world by manufacturing weapons of mass destruction using my iTunes, I have decided to reformat my computer once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take over the world with "mother" once I reformat my hard disk. I call this project "Operation Reunion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All imbeciles will vanish and the world will be left with only people the likes of me. Vanity at it's peak. I will update you when my Operation is ready. In the meantime, find an anti-air shelter and hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-3873529042161098000?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3873529042161098000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=3873529042161098000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/3873529042161098000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/3873529042161098000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/alson-deafeated-by-sluggish-computer.html' title='Alson deafeated by sluggish computer'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-7758093773641314294</id><published>2007-11-10T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:57:09.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson lost hope in the online gaming community</title><content type='html'>I have literally lost all hope on the online gaming communities. I swear I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; ever join one of those shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never find me in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GameTrailers&lt;/span&gt; forums nor the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GameAxis&lt;/span&gt; forums. Well unless I'm there to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then these 4 reasons, you'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; see Alson on the boards or forums of those gaming website. Although I am interested in new games releases, but I'm still loyal to both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RF Online&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warcraft III&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introductions aside, let me bring you today's winner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way from planet Retardia comes this retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read all about him here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamingw.net/forums/index.php?topic=64672.0"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/"&gt;StumbleUpon&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fucking murder him with an aluminium foil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How degraded can mankind be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this question bobbling on your mind for the rest of your lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-7758093773641314294?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7758093773641314294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=7758093773641314294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7758093773641314294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7758093773641314294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/alson-lost-hope-in-online-gaming.html' title='Alson lost hope in the online gaming community'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-8681136499426538403</id><published>2007-11-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:33:12.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson loves falling dominoes</title><content type='html'>Ever imagined falling dominoes that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG SCALE&lt;/span&gt;, so big it includes cars and luggages. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new Guinness ad was shot over a week in a remote Argentine village -- it depicts a falling-dominoes cascade that expands to include falling suitcases, book-cases, flaming bales of hay, junker cars, crutches, and many other objects winding through the hills of the town. It's a lovely bit of filmmaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2007/11/08/nadvert108.xml"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;  (&lt;i&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/"&gt;BoingBoing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-8681136499426538403?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/8681136499426538403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=8681136499426538403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/8681136499426538403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/8681136499426538403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/alson-loves-falling-dominoes.html' title='Alson loves falling dominoes'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-1125888180623885225</id><published>2007-11-08T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T03:09:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe it ?</title><content type='html'>What's the hype about Portal anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid puzzle games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Tetris any day. I thought the Portal song was kind of cute. Until i caught news that an &lt;b&gt;IDIOT &lt;/b&gt;actually "&lt;i&gt;played&lt;/i&gt;" this song on piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stressed played because this dork literally &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;played&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; this song using the in-game piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed. If this is legitimate, he'll probably score headshots more then the top WCG player. I mean, it's impossible right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless... of course like thousands of 10 year olds do in Steam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE AIM HACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;This idiot is fucked. Ban his Steam key people !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous portal song in HL in-game piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-011505476105332235 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRAIl6rqBJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-011505476105332235 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRAIl6rqBJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRAIl6rqBJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRAIl6rqBJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-1125888180623885225?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1125888180623885225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=1125888180623885225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/1125888180623885225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/1125888180623885225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-hype-about-portal-anyway-stupid.html' title='Can you believe it ?'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-7301032635360012017</id><published>2007-11-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:05:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hopeful Quicksilver alternative for Windows</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jealous of &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://lifehacker.com/software/quicksilver/hack-attack-a-beginners-guide-to-quicksilver-247129.php" title="Beginner's guide to Quicksilver"&gt;Quicksilver&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.candylabs.com/skylight/" title="Skylight"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skylight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will take away the green eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like Quicksilver, Skylight is an automation utility that lets you launch applications, find files, and execute actions with a quick series of keystrokes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Skylight’s off to a good start, but it’s still not as robust as Quicksilver. It has a limited set of actions, no ability to create “triggers” or customized key commands, and no support for complex file manipulations. Despite its “infinite plug-in extensibility,” Skylight also has has very few plug-ins. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of course, it’s in beta, so the future could very well be bright. But for now, that glimmer of hope for a true Quicksilver clone is just a glimmer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To try it, download it here:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.candylabs.com/skylight/" title="Skylight"&gt;Skylight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you’re itching to try out some more automation apps, check out these other &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.lifeclever.com/scott-hanselman-10-quicksilver-alternatives-for-windows/" title="10 Quicksilver alternatives for Windows"&gt;Quicksilver alternatives.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you installed and used Skylight? What do you think? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://lifehacker.com/software/featured-windows-download/new-quicksilver-for-windows-app-skylight-looks-very-promising-275231.php"&gt;&lt;em&gt;via Lifehacker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-7301032635360012017?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7301032635360012017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=7301032635360012017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7301032635360012017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/7301032635360012017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/hopeful-quicksilver-alternative-for.html' title='A hopeful Quicksilver alternative for Windows'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-6573097687410255616</id><published>2007-11-06T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:19:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson Vs. Telemarketing</title><content type='html'>I swear to God. I'll never trust a telemarketer ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I joined a telemarketing company as a telemarketer. I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it wasn't so bad. Telemarketers aren't that bad. They don't want to eat you up as soon as possible. They take time to chew and torture and churn every single cent out of you as slowly as possible so your money do not die out and they continue to farm on you and squeeze every potential cent from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TELEMARKETER CANNOT BE TRUSTED, PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUSTED&lt;/span&gt; one, and in return? I get a lecture complete with gift wrappings and an unmatched ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You want prove? Alright, I'll prove to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my supervisor if I could use netvibes to check the time as different country have different timezones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today? My head supervisor gave the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt; telemarketer team a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LECTURE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU HEARD THAT RIGHT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE GOT FUCKED UPSIDE DOWN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out we're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;suppose to surf any other website other then WorldTimeServer.com AND the company website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit, this word came to mind instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Alson is a cool man who will take this lying down and swallow his pride right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... That sounds just like me, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; Hey Cindy, umm, I told Fred about this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; He gave me and my colleagues permission to use NetVibes to check for world time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; NetVibes is faster and it does increase productivity as It's faster then WorldTimeServer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; So I do not understand why it's banned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO SURF ANYTHING ELSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OTHER THEN THE COMPANY WEBSITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt; We've detected media files coming in from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NetVibes&lt;/span&gt; and it'll be hard to explain to the management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt; I'm sorry but you cannot use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NetVibes&lt;/span&gt; in our office anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt; Be professional, this is an office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be flexible, this is the 20th century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy&gt;&gt; What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; Nothing, just mumuring to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, I swore if there's a stressball in front of me. It'll turn into the size of a gum ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember kid, when a telemarketer calls you, put the phone by your butt and give good 'ol phone a big fart. Daddy will reward you with ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-6573097687410255616?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/6573097687410255616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=6573097687410255616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/6573097687410255616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/6573097687410255616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/11/alson-vs-telemarketing.html' title='Alson Vs. Telemarketing'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-730112675115843236</id><published>2007-10-30T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T02:06:34.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins in HOT ACTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre id="line749"&gt;Woken up by a cat in heat. &lt;br /&gt;I bring you post (Read:short post)&lt;br /&gt;Look at these stupid old ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry it's not porn guys, it's 100% safe for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't leave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not porn doesn't mean it's not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Video: Not porn]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gigglesugar.com/710997"&gt;http://gigglesugar.com/710997&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, don't try that on me. &lt;br /&gt;I'll break that God damn glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-730112675115843236?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/730112675115843236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=730112675115843236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/730112675115843236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/730112675115843236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/test.html' title='Twins in HOT ACTION'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-6252319339243098941</id><published>2007-10-26T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:22:07.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson goes to work</title><content type='html'>Yeah, first day of work and guess what? I'm late. All thanks to a Levi's-wearing, 24/7 on standby boyfriend &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( I know what you're thinking, but no, i'm not gay or whatever. He's someone else boyfriend. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to report at 1330 and guess what? 1320 and that pile of rat excrement is still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 train stops&lt;/span&gt; away from workplace when I'm sitting at the train station of my work place's stop.  I could've gained revelation on where the workplace is from God Almighty if i had used the time wisely and to meditate on his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, do you think I'll waste my precious time waiting for him if I have any idea how to get my ass from here to there ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you people out there have an idea on how it feels like to be dragged down and turn up late for an appointment by a friend who was late and somehow or rather, you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to wait for him and the option of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leaving him behind to face his own peril&lt;/span&gt;" is not available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, that's how i feel just now. Glad you're happy because now you on the same level as me. And trust me, you should rejoice and open a bottle of champagne right now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( I know what you're thinking Alicia, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; write a comment on this post with any instances of "glass" and any relevance of "break" in it. Any other comments are welcomed. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, sad rule of nature, for everything that goes up, something must come down. So now, I'm stooped at your level. Yes, same level. God I feel retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more retarded? Yeah there's more. First day at work, I got locked in the toilet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/span&gt;. I mean what the hell. What's worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; lady working beside me who told me I need to press a little flip switch to unlock the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stressed cute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No we're not in the same toilet. It's a room where toilets for both male and female are located. It's open air, maybe to ventilate the smell of excrements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, the feeling's like your basketball team is lacking 23-25 and you know a three pointer will get your team a win. Basic instinct, you bet on it. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;KABOOM&lt;/span&gt;! your basketball explodes in your face. The losing part isn't so bad. But the worst part is. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; cheerleader you've been eying since the start of the game have to help to clear up for you. Damn the feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, this post is getting long, which i dislike. So now I'm going to leave you with a &lt;a href="http://630608laqvoid.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that uses babelfish to translate from Mandarin to English and simply copy-and-paste it onto the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone translate to me what "to wait more mutually party" means? Heck, if you're able to do that. You don't deserve to be here. You should enroll yourself in the Cambridge University Case Study of the Arts of Gibberish. You just might graduate from there and find a great paying job at the translation centre as a Chief Translation Officer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-6252319339243098941?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/6252319339243098941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=6252319339243098941' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/6252319339243098941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/6252319339243098941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/alson-goes-to-work.html' title='Alson goes to work'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-5786101869474171486</id><published>2007-10-24T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:59:42.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poof! I'm back.</title><content type='html'>Alright alright! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP BUGGING ME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, how hard it is to live without updates of this blog. But come on, you guys can't be so selfish to make me put in 100% effort on this blog do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to cope with life, work, design and a "competitive" classmate who is always trying to keep up to everything I own/make/achieve/obtain whichever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he's successfully created a clone of my blog for you readers who have allergy to pure, proper grammars and also comes bundled with a bunch of spelling mistakes and wrong use of words. I bring you the rckrokato! God damn it, i don't even know how to pronounce it. What? Rock-rock-a-toe ? Or Rrek-row-car-tor? Whatever, I don't give a rat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT: Go google it or whatever if you want, it's not from me because the owner don't like me to review the link. So yeah too bad. Cry sad people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LET ME HEAR YOU CRY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh and guys, it's not the Wordpress one. Sorry to cause misunderstanding to the wordpress one, that guy's innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, some of you people out there treats your blogs as wives. If I'm you, then you ought to be slapping yourself silly. I have many wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw it, stop rubbing your eyes. I'll repeat myself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE MANY WIVES&lt;/span&gt;. (read: Except replace wives with blogs.) ( Don't open your eyes so big Cheryl, it's creepy. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was missing these few days as i have been busy lining my online portfolio with great works from my past projects. Some of you might complain that I'm too young to make my own portfolio, but hey, reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Reality&gt;&gt; Alson is 100 times smarter, richer and more creative then you. Stop bugging him to update this blog and just make do with what you have. Moreover, he's the author/pen holder/your idol and not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch! That's a hard one from reality. But never doubt this .... uhm .... it. It's really accurate. Works &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt; of the time i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, now i have to operate 3 websites. Namely &lt;a href="http://yousonofa.blogpsot.com/"&gt;You Son Of A&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alsonkaw.uni.cc/blog/"&gt;The Lad's Blog&lt;/a&gt; as well as &lt;a href="http://alsonkaw.uni.cc/"&gt;my own portfolio&lt;/a&gt;. You know how tiring it is? To manage so many sites at one go? Oh and don't forget that I am also a moderator of sigshare. Just great, now i have 4 websites to maintain, 2 games to play and a great, short-haired girlfriend to look after lest she feels that i "love her more yesterday then today".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not ranting, rantings are for emotional kids living beside you with Fall Out Boys posters on their bedroom, pencil box bloated with Penknives and penknife blades and they usually have a waste paper dustbin filled with tissue paper soaked with crimson red blood. No way am i one of them. I despise emotional people. I mean, you're not the only ones with problems damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if we put in effort in packaging them and maybe throw in a complimentary set of penknife and 2 extra penknife blade re-fills. We might be able to sell them to the Iraq as war zone demoralizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, if I think hard enough, I can still make out how emotional kids used to behave in the early 90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Emotional Kid&gt;&gt; Hey dude.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional Kid&gt;&gt;I just found out that my girlfriend was cheating on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dude&gt;&gt; Whoa, don't be sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dude&gt;&gt; If she is indeed cheating on you, then she's a whore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Emotional Kid&gt;&gt; Are you saying I'm dating a whore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dude&gt;&gt; No I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;Dude&gt;&gt;I'm just saying that she's a whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dude&gt;&gt; Just implying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Emotional Kid&gt;&gt; YOU SON OF A ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dude&gt;&gt; Chill pal, don't get so emotional about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, definition of emotional in the 90s :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The state of being unable to withstand a feeling I.E. anger, stress, sadness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now? The definition of emotional have evolved into this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The state of being unable to withstand the alluring blood-stained piece of sharp metal held together by two pieces of plastic creating friction between the sharpest point of the metal against the softest point of the human flesh slowly to reveal a "cut" or "break" in the flesh of which fresh warm blood will ooze out and the human host will achieve orgasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, I used the word orgasm. I mean, why would you people like to rub the metal against your skin if you don't reach orgasm by doing it? Common excuse are "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;they take away my attention on the things around me&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i just want to feel the pain rather then having to think and cry about it all day&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, pulls at your heart-string doesn't it ? Just die! I'd say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLEED TO DEATH BASTARDS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I got it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can either choose to :&lt;br /&gt;1) Leave my blog&lt;br /&gt;2) Murder the nearest emotional kid&lt;br /&gt;3) Look at my portfolio ( link's to the right ) and hire me to do some designs for you and your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave the options to you, I'm 100% democratic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now get the hell out of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-5786101869474171486?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5786101869474171486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=5786101869474171486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5786101869474171486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/5786101869474171486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/poof-im-back.html' title='Poof! I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-9148031561154128462</id><published>2007-10-19T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:10:10.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Retarded Ether</title><content type='html'>First of all, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; sorry for not posting yesterday. So stop bugging me on MSN and RF asking me why I did not post yesterday. I don't have to explain my social life to you retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I should really write to RF telling them to block off Ether because it was abandonned and now overrunned by retards. Today morning as i was heading to Ether to get some items for quest. Damn it, i didn't see a single CallianaAtroc. I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURPRISED. &lt;/span&gt;You could've seen the look on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It spelt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C-R-A-P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something was wrong. The voice at the back of my head tells me to turn back right now and settle for hunting the Chooties. But I didn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I ever listen? No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not some kind of prophet. And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No, i'm not a psychic. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went in. To my surprise, i found a group of Bells chatting there. Standing in a circle. Like a reunion or something and they were chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out my Metal Gear Solid cape and crept beside them to eavesdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;     LordChewy&gt;&gt; so my dad found my porn folder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; and he was getting all pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; so its all like "does this surprise you? i'm not stupid you know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; "i know dad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; "what do you have to say for yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; at this point i stare at him straight in the eyes and say "C:Documents and SettingsRickyMy Documentsfaxessent faxes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; and he just shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kingKahn&gt;&gt; what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LordChewy&gt;&gt; its his porn folder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoa .... Retards ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suspicion is confirmed after hearing the next conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;     Th3No0b&gt;&gt; Im going to be the next hitler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Th3No0b&gt;&gt; Im going to kill all the jews and 1 clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainsttheAccretians&gt; why the clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Th3No0b&gt;&gt; See? no one cares about the jews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainsttheAccretians&gt;&gt; lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    tag&gt;&gt; Ouroboros: lets play Pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ouroboros&gt;&gt; Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tag&gt;&gt; |    .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ouroboros&gt;&gt; .    |&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tag&gt;&gt; |  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ouroboros&gt;&gt;    . |&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tag&gt;&gt; | .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ouroboros&gt;&gt;      | .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ouroboros&gt;&gt; Whoops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; Okay, so my neighbors officially hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GarbageStan23&gt;&gt; why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; Well, me, david and andrew were having a bonfire in the backyard, and we were making s'mores and all... and suddenly we here sirens, and see a firetruck turn into the street in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; So we all went running to see what was up, and our neigbor's house was on fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GarbageStan23&gt;&gt; oh shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; Yeah, and when we got there, the wife was crying into her husbands arms, and we were just kinda standing there, and then she saw us, and then like for 10 seconds, gave us the dirtiest look ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; Turns out, we were still holding our sticks with marshmallows on it, watching the fire....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; talk about bad timing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having heard this, i dropped my cape laughing. This is what happened after they caught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rabidplaybunny87&gt;&gt; GOD DAMN IT, AN ACCRETIAN SPY! RageAgainstAccretians! DO YOUR JOB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians&gt;&gt; OH YEAH, SUCK SPEAR YOU PIMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a fat bell jump at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*DODGE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians&gt;&gt;Wow, you're good. Take this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians casts Dragon Lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*MISS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians&gt;&gt;You prick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Cast name change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Name changed to Prick for 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Prick casts poke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians is dead and will revive in Bellatos in 10 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RageAgainstAccretians&gt;&gt; Oh i hate you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; is the reason why Ether has to be blocked off. I'd better start drafting the letters to the head right now. Before more retards infest Ether.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-9148031561154128462?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/9148031561154128462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=9148031561154128462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/9148031561154128462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/9148031561154128462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-to-retarded-ether.html' title='Trip to Retarded Ether'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-2407613927915551318</id><published>2007-10-16T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:03:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alson gets a warning from bank</title><content type='html'>Today.... i got a letter for myself. It was wrapped in a white envelope. I almost jumped for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alson&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a letter that was not a piece of note asking him to either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pay money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Get the fuck away from note writer's girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i opened it up with a letter opener. It was from my bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an official warning from my bank. I usually pay my debts as "Canadian Drug Money", they never objected, but then I forgot my mates cell phone number, we were both doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; banking at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I give him a 1 cent payment going "What's your number"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we start having this whole conversation. It was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;web chat&lt;/span&gt;. So like 87 payments later, the bank rings me up and were like, "Have you thought of getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied this Steve fellow saying that we were making legit payments as i lost a cent to him in a poker game. He said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay &lt;/span&gt;and hung up. Now after 93 payments, the bank sent me an official warning. If you're a prick like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alson&lt;/span&gt;, you'd probably call up the bank asking for a reason of the warning right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Whatever, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called them up, asked for the bank manager to explain himself (which i didn't gave him time to explain) and threatened to return my card as the Steve guy said it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt; to pay in 1 cents . The manager said that he was very sorry and proceed to void that warning and after about 10 minutes, they agreed to send me a $50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Robinson's&lt;/span&gt; voucher as apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no, don't get me wrong. I'm not the dumb one here. The dumb one is the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My card is a debit card. (A freaking savings account.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell can i return the god damn card ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/images/2007/20070822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.penny-arcade.com/images/2007/20070822.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, before i forget, i found this comic on the net, thought it was meaningful. Gonna own you all son of a bitches !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-2407613927915551318?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/2407613927915551318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=2407613927915551318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/2407613927915551318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/2407613927915551318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/alson-gets-warning-from-bank.html' title='Alson gets a warning from bank'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3638755043828057373.post-4536296626634147643</id><published>2007-10-14T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:11:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychic Alson</title><content type='html'>Why do you people always come up to me like i'm some kind of a psychic and that i know your problems inside out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the five hundredth time, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a psychic.&lt;br /&gt;Look, if im a psychic, i wont be sitting here typing this dumb blog to entertain all you son of a bitches with my blog depicting dumb people over the internet. Both in RF Online AND in RL AND over irc/msn and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with you people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you just use your brains and think? Oh im sorry, yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;u dont have a brain. Then use something of the same level. Maybe your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Im serious, dont be ashamed (read: you ought to be) that you use your ass to think. Many people over the internet do. Be proud of it ass-man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great example is what i got over MSN from an idoit. ( Name removed to protect privacy and to prevent the retard from crying louder.) Let's just call him retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Dude&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;You there&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Kin ( faster in hokkien)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Helo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Son of a bitch dont know how to spell hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All these typed within 1 minute. Impatient asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Know anithing abt virus?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Removing&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Ok my cousin bro dl some shit stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Talk about irony, shit's calling virus shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;In my dad comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;virus&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;gg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SON OF A BITCH, DID HE JUST SAID GG ( good game )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;gg ( read: typed for entertainment purposes )&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;How to rempve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spellcheck buddy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;U know?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;There's a toolbar on the internet homepage sumore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Toolbar's on the internet explorer, not the homepage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Muz remove that first&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; Did your dad receive the telepathy anti virus i sent him with my brain waves ?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Son of a bitch can appear so happy in this kind of situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Dude kin&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Father gona come home&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;I fuking scared&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;You think im a psychic?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;No as in wat u know&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;aniting&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;How the fuck am i  supposed to know what shit is that freaking .. piece of technology is infected  with?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Ok brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope he gets the name or at least something... just give me anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Dude back&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;One ting&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;The homepage&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Wun fuking turn to yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SON OF A ..... Yahoo... fuck yahoo ... use google bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;I set it alot of times&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Wow&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Then?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;U so pro in comp&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;U dont know meh&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Do i dl AVG?&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;And remove?&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;And i excel in psychic arts too.&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;I super scared now&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Aniting&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Just say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Watt o do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can tell your scared when you watt o do ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;One thing&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;Yeah what?&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt;You asked me to say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Retard&gt;&gt;k i gtg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson&gt;&gt; Bye ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If he's murdered by his dad for "obtaining" a virus, he deserves a &lt;a href="http://www.darwinawards.com/"&gt;darwin award&lt;/a&gt;. First place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before i end this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lifeclever.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/helvetica_mug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.lifeclever.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/helvetica_mug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helvetica, the typeface everyone loves to hate—and hates to love—now has its very own coffee cup. Austere but oh so cute and clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can get it for $18 bucks at &lt;a href="http://www.veer.com/products/merchdetail.aspx?image=vpr0005470" title="Helvetica Coffee Mug"&gt;Veer&lt;/a&gt;. Also, don’t forget to check out the &lt;a href="http://helveticafilm.com/" title="Helvetica Film"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helvetica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; film.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Too bad, I don’t drink coffee at home. :-(&lt;/p&gt;I only drink from starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, dont try McCafe's Latte Frappe. It taste like aftershave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3638755043828057373-4536296626634147643?l=yousonofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4536296626634147643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3638755043828057373&amp;postID=4536296626634147643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/4536296626634147643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3638755043828057373/posts/default/4536296626634147643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousonofa.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-do-you-people-always-come-up-to-me.html' title='Psychic Alson'/><author><name>Alson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04373937844845325468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vgcats.com/avatars/av/noternaldos.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
