What if u upgraded Girlfriend 5.0 to Wife 1.0 : )
Dear Tech Support Team:
Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 5.0 to Wife 1.0.
I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child-processes that took up a lot of space and valuable resources.
In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activities.
Applications such as Bachelor Nights 10.3, Cricket 5.0, Beer With Buddies 7.5, and Outings 3.6 no longer runs, crashing the system whenever selected. I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications.
I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 5.0 , but the 'uninstall' doesn't work on Wife 1.0.
Please help!
Thanks,
"A Troubled User"
REPLY:
Dear Troubled User:
This is a very common problem that people complain about.
Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 5.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program.
Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!!
It is also impossible to delete Wife 1.0 and to return to Girlfriend 5.0.
It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed.
You cannot go back to Girlfriend 5.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed not to allow this. (Look in your Wife 1.0 Manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support) .
I recommend that you keep Wife1.0 and work on improving the environment.
I suggest installing the background application "Yes Dear" to alleviate software augmentation.
The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway.
Wife 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. Wife 1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean 2.5, Sweep 3.0, Cook 1.5 and DoLaundry 4.2. However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5 .
Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Saree 2.1 and Jewelery 5.0
STATUTORY WARNING : DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system.
Best of luck,
Tech Support ...
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
When Words Fail, Pictures Prevail
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Welcome To My Taxi
Welcome to my taxi-
So nice of you to come!
On your way to work now,
We're goin' to have some fun!
Red robots won't delay us,
We won't slow down for cops-
If you want to get there quickly,
My taxi is the tops
So nice of you to come!
On your way to work now,
We're goin' to have some fun!
Red robots won't delay us,
We won't slow down for cops-
If you want to get there quickly,
My taxi is the tops
I Saw A Girl Crying Today
I saw someone crying today,
I wanted to know what's wrong.
I saw someone crying today,
All she was wearing was a thong.
Battered, bruised, curled in a ball
Bleeding all over,
I pulled out my phone and called,
'Hello? 911? I need your help,'
I said hastily as she let out a yell.
'What's wrong?' was the reply,
-The call was being taped-
With a heavy heart I answered:
'A girl has just been raped.'
I wanted to know what's wrong.
I saw someone crying today,
All she was wearing was a thong.
Battered, bruised, curled in a ball
Bleeding all over,
I pulled out my phone and called,
'Hello? 911? I need your help,'
I said hastily as she let out a yell.
'What's wrong?' was the reply,
-The call was being taped-
With a heavy heart I answered:
'A girl has just been raped.'
Draw a Picture
im gna draw a pictur,a pictur wth a twst.im gna draw a pictur,a pictur on my wrst.bt ths wnt b ordnary,in fct its surreal.coz it represents,al da sht wth whch i gta deal.so ima draw a pictur,nd my minds alredy made.coz im drawn ths pictur wth a blade.
(This version was written by a friend):
Lets write a story,a story with a twist.lets write a story,upon my naked wrist..lets write a story of blood,death even hate..lets write a story on what worthles things god had to create..lets write a story of u,how stupid you could be..lets write a story how u chose not to leave me..Lets write a story how u bled to ur death..lets stop there,cause you're damn worthless to me..
(This version was written by a friend):
Lets write a story,a story with a twist.lets write a story,upon my naked wrist..lets write a story of blood,death even hate..lets write a story on what worthles things god had to create..lets write a story of u,how stupid you could be..lets write a story how u chose not to leave me..Lets write a story how u bled to ur death..lets stop there,cause you're damn worthless to me..
Camp Loyaltown Bounce
Earlier this year, for the period which Northerners call "Summer" I worked at an American Summer Camp called Camp Loyaltown. I had the best time in my life. This is the CAMP LOYALTOWN BOUNCE!!!
t's my very special place, CAMP LOYALTOWN!
We all think it's mighty ace, CAMP LOYALTOWN!
You come to New York, You go upstate,
Your summer will be really great!
Camp Loyaltown is my very special place.
BOUNCE!!!
Nana nana nana nana, NANA NANA!
Na nana nana nana, NANA NANA!
Nana nana, nana nana,
Nana nana, nana nana.
Camp Loyaltown is my very special place!!!
t's my very special place, CAMP LOYALTOWN!
We all think it's mighty ace, CAMP LOYALTOWN!
You come to New York, You go upstate,
Your summer will be really great!
Camp Loyaltown is my very special place.
BOUNCE!!!
Nana nana nana nana, NANA NANA!
Na nana nana nana, NANA NANA!
Nana nana, nana nana,
Nana nana, nana nana.
Camp Loyaltown is my very special place!!!
A good friend of mine, Lauren Murton, whom I met while I was in the U.S, sort of reminded me about how I wanted to live my life: basically with no regrets. These next quotes are some of the things I try to live by. She and I came up with them while we were working together.
Just drop.
No regrets.
No fear.
Appreciate people.
Carpe Diem.
Just live.
Vincit Veritas.
Experience everything.
Just jump.
Just be.
No inhibitions.
Take the hard path.
Sometimes getting out of bed is an act of bravery. Those days, you are my hero.
You never make wrong choices. It's always the right choice, but at the wrong time
No modesty allowed.
Dream big dreams. Imagine yourself in places you've never been before. Hear applause.
Feel free to say "NO!!"
In leaving home one learns life. Travelling is victory. You shall return with much wisdom.
Whatever you do shall be.
Malo mori quam foredari.
Take risks. It's always worth it.
Where would you rather be... than right here, right now.
In order to reach ur goal-u must start
Nothing is mor common than unsuccessful, unhappy people…with talent.
The better u feel the easier it is to attract good stuff
It's never over until u decide its over!
No matter how painful our early experiences were we cannot be harmed. we are waiting on the opportunity to prove we are strong
Just drop.
No regrets.
No fear.
Appreciate people.
Carpe Diem.
Just live.
Vincit Veritas.
Experience everything.
Just jump.
Just be.
No inhibitions.
Take the hard path.
Sometimes getting out of bed is an act of bravery. Those days, you are my hero.
You never make wrong choices. It's always the right choice, but at the wrong time
No modesty allowed.
Dream big dreams. Imagine yourself in places you've never been before. Hear applause.
Feel free to say "NO!!"
In leaving home one learns life. Travelling is victory. You shall return with much wisdom.
Whatever you do shall be.
Malo mori quam foredari.
Take risks. It's always worth it.
Where would you rather be... than right here, right now.
In order to reach ur goal-u must start
Nothing is mor common than unsuccessful, unhappy people…with talent.
The better u feel the easier it is to attract good stuff
It's never over until u decide its over!
No matter how painful our early experiences were we cannot be harmed. we are waiting on the opportunity to prove we are strong
Thriller Poem, Kumbi Remix
Darkness falls across the land.
The midnight hour is close at hand.
With the full moon above,
And all lights out,
Mischievous monsters erect from the sand.
But don't be fooled,
They're not out for fun.
So take it from me,
And run, run, run.
The midnight hour is close at hand.
With the full moon above,
And all lights out,
Mischievous monsters erect from the sand.
But don't be fooled,
They're not out for fun.
So take it from me,
And run, run, run.
Love Poem
In the arms of an angel I lay.
Forgetting all the worries of today.
Because that's where I feel best.
As you rest your head against my chest.
This moment I want to last
forever
You with me always,
And we shall part
never
Forgetting all the worries of today.
Because that's where I feel best.
As you rest your head against my chest.
This moment I want to last
forever
You with me always,
And we shall part
never
Unbroken Pain of an Unshattered Heart
All emotional b0nds br0ken.
My heart, ever s0 s0ft sp0ken.
Pushed int0 a c0rner,
Where in truth,
Lay everything irrelevant
Fr0m my y0uth.
When we parted,
S0meh0w I knew,
Even th0ugh I wished different,
The 0ne f0r me,
was n0t y0u.
H0w c0uld I help it,
In my mind I fell.
S0mewhat leading me t0 think,
That l0ve is like damned hell.
Never t00 harsh appear my th0ughts,
When my heart was, by y0u, caught.
(0r s0 I th0ught.)
Deceived by heart,
0nly t0 find 0ut that it hasn't
Fallen apart.
My heart, ever s0 s0ft sp0ken.
Pushed int0 a c0rner,
Where in truth,
Lay everything irrelevant
Fr0m my y0uth.
When we parted,
S0meh0w I knew,
Even th0ugh I wished different,
The 0ne f0r me,
was n0t y0u.
H0w c0uld I help it,
In my mind I fell.
S0mewhat leading me t0 think,
That l0ve is like damned hell.
Never t00 harsh appear my th0ughts,
When my heart was, by y0u, caught.
(0r s0 I th0ught.)
Deceived by heart,
0nly t0 find 0ut that it hasn't
Fallen apart.
I find c0mf0rt in my guitar
As the n0tes sl0wly melt reality away.
Trying t0 f0rget
That n0t everything g0es my way.
It lets me feel, at least,
In the slightest 0f c0nt0l.
Just because
I get t0 ch00se where my fingers g0.
Never t0 remind me
That this is naught but plain fantasy.
Because when I cease,
It's right back t0 hellish reality.
As the n0tes sl0wly melt reality away.
Trying t0 f0rget
That n0t everything g0es my way.
It lets me feel, at least,
In the slightest 0f c0nt0l.
Just because
I get t0 ch00se where my fingers g0.
Never t0 remind me
That this is naught but plain fantasy.
Because when I cease,
It's right back t0 hellish reality.
I'd hate t0 say this is h0w I feel,
But I f0rg0t that what we had wasn't real.
Felt pieces missing the day we parted.
Remembering h0w it was bef0re it started.
Me with0ut y0u,
And y0u with an0ther.
All this time
Kept underc0ver.
All the feelings I had inside,
All the self-insight
Y0u helped pr0vide.
Y0u'd teach me me.
Y0u'd reinvent.
In all wisd0m,
B0rr0wed and lent.
We became new pe0ple,
0h s0 eager t0 change
And yet the new y0u stayed
0ut 0f my range.
S0 we had 0ur fun,
In c0mpariss0n t0 n0ne.
(inc0mplete)
But I f0rg0t that what we had wasn't real.
Felt pieces missing the day we parted.
Remembering h0w it was bef0re it started.
Me with0ut y0u,
And y0u with an0ther.
All this time
Kept underc0ver.
All the feelings I had inside,
All the self-insight
Y0u helped pr0vide.
Y0u'd teach me me.
Y0u'd reinvent.
In all wisd0m,
B0rr0wed and lent.
We became new pe0ple,
0h s0 eager t0 change
And yet the new y0u stayed
0ut 0f my range.
S0 we had 0ur fun,
In c0mpariss0n t0 n0ne.
(inc0mplete)
<3 LILO <3
1hand on d neck,swftly rubbing up nd down,while my other down below creating that beautiful sound. both hands in unison 2enchant an enigmatic instrument. with my right 2 strum, and left 2hold. with swift movements, this guitar, i'l love til i'm beyond old
Now I'm torn,
Left bare and exposed.
In silence I often realize
What once I had supposed.
Reality escaping,
Never knowing who we are.
But in trying to turn back,
Only to realize that I've gone to far.
Drifting, barely afloat, I see.
What was, but now could have never been.
Lost in a sea of my own emotion,
Unwillingly controlled to sick devotion.
Just bobbing up and down,
Willingly or not.
This silence often revealing
What was once forgot.
Tangled in a web of my mind.
Searching, only to find,
A batch of cliches, livid and crude.
On the quest for individuality pursued.
Just let me go,
I think I've figured it out
That within the silence.
Truth is most horribly devout.
Yes, the silence.
Bringer of confusion.
From lies to the truth,
Yet never with defusion.
Stripping all falsehoods,
only to add more.
Bringing what it wishes
Like some insecure whore.
Yet in this silence we find truth.
Future, present, and even our youth.
Still willfully finishing what I started,
Until once again, we've parted...
Left bare and exposed.
In silence I often realize
What once I had supposed.
Reality escaping,
Never knowing who we are.
But in trying to turn back,
Only to realize that I've gone to far.
Drifting, barely afloat, I see.
What was, but now could have never been.
Lost in a sea of my own emotion,
Unwillingly controlled to sick devotion.
Just bobbing up and down,
Willingly or not.
This silence often revealing
What was once forgot.
Tangled in a web of my mind.
Searching, only to find,
A batch of cliches, livid and crude.
On the quest for individuality pursued.
Just let me go,
I think I've figured it out
That within the silence.
Truth is most horribly devout.
Yes, the silence.
Bringer of confusion.
From lies to the truth,
Yet never with defusion.
Stripping all falsehoods,
only to add more.
Bringing what it wishes
Like some insecure whore.
Yet in this silence we find truth.
Future, present, and even our youth.
Still willfully finishing what I started,
Until once again, we've parted...
28th Sept.
As it pours i lay.events of da day bein washd away.purifyin al dat has been.erasn al dats bn seen.ths is my rebirth,let da storm rage,for ths is ultimate cntrol.lettn my powr unleash,in quest 2bcum whole.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Friday the 13th
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fires and cauldrons bubble.
Today's the day that evil doubles.
Friday the 13th, you're in for trouble.
Don't let it slip, don't think it'll slide.
'cause in this world, you cannot hide.
From what, they say, lies in the closet.
From what, pray tell, lies deep inside.
Spirits rise, and toss and tumble.
Zombies, whose body parts fumble.
Deamons rise to make you stumble.
To take your soul.
To make you crumble.
And thus the mark of superstition,
with myths and legends in its composition.
To take power in this crude position.
For lest we forget our plain intuition.
And stumble thus upon this dark constitution.
So let them curse, bitch or hex.
Or run, lest they be next.
Fires and cauldrons bubble.
Today's the day that evil doubles.
Friday the 13th, you're in for trouble.
Don't let it slip, don't think it'll slide.
'cause in this world, you cannot hide.
From what, they say, lies in the closet.
From what, pray tell, lies deep inside.
Spirits rise, and toss and tumble.
Zombies, whose body parts fumble.
Deamons rise to make you stumble.
To take your soul.
To make you crumble.
And thus the mark of superstition,
with myths and legends in its composition.
To take power in this crude position.
For lest we forget our plain intuition.
And stumble thus upon this dark constitution.
So let them curse, bitch or hex.
Or run, lest they be next.
Heaven
Heaven,
Yet only a mile away.
Never regretting to smile today.
Envisage a time that's yet to say
A thought only capable
To set my heart array.
Heaven,
Yet only a mile apart
Be there the distance,
Or the mind to start.
Never denying
The beauty of your art
Nor to break or shatter a heart
Heaven,
Yet only a beat inside.
When vanquished indifference,
Arrogance or pride.
Quite the impossibility to hide,
Every bit
Of love inside.
Heaven,
Yet I'm only a touch without.
And solely to you,
My love’s devout.
Kumbi Musiyambiri
Yet only a mile away.
Never regretting to smile today.
Envisage a time that's yet to say
A thought only capable
To set my heart array.
Heaven,
Yet only a mile apart
Be there the distance,
Or the mind to start.
Never denying
The beauty of your art
Nor to break or shatter a heart
Heaven,
Yet only a beat inside.
When vanquished indifference,
Arrogance or pride.
Quite the impossibility to hide,
Every bit
Of love inside.
Heaven,
Yet I'm only a touch without.
And solely to you,
My love’s devout.
Kumbi Musiyambiri
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Suicide?
i wish i cud die,
coz i no im not needed.
never again wantin to fly,
coz my life is now conceaded.broken down mentally
by powers thought to be unknown.
standn in da rain,
knowin that i'm finally alone.
a gun to my head,
a knife to my chest.
which death do u think
would be best?
coz i no im not needed.
never again wantin to fly,
coz my life is now conceaded.broken down mentally
by powers thought to be unknown.
standn in da rain,
knowin that i'm finally alone.
a gun to my head,
a knife to my chest.
which death do u think
would be best?
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