I had never played Sims until it was recently on sale for the price of free. I played a game that is true to real life, but also far from it. Sims 4 is probably a game with many glitches, which may be how I got my first female house mate.
I first started a game as a teen, but that was no fun, or maybe I didn't explore ways to make money. The second game, I started as a feminine walking guy with pink pants named Lenny Kravitz. When you first start the game, you have neighbours wanting to come over to welcome you. One of mine got invited to move in, because she got stuck behind my bed, and since I could not control her, I could not get her out. There was no way for me to see her stats, but from her complaining, it seemed she really needed to pee, to eat, and to sleep.
I either had or levelled up my charisma until I could ask her to move in with me. She was unemployed, so I guess it was beneficial to her as well. Later, when I already had three desktop computers, I had her write children's books as well, such as Monsters Don't Do Drugs, a tale of drug overdose and how to say no. Because of the computers, all three house occupants had programming and gaming skills, because I decided they would much rather game than watch TV for fun. My fourth also rather immediately learned gaming skills. They also all learned handiness, because things broke down frequently, even the computers. And we didn't want to hire the service, because the social one learned he was a clumsy kleptomaniac. Besides, my girlfriend only got electrocuted once.
My, or rather Lenny's, love for computers started off by accident, really. Lenny started as a freelance artist, but I could not figure out how to do his job. Then we got invited to a party, where there was a computer. He could chat with the client there, and then I bought him a computer, and a sketchpad. I would have bought the rest of the computer either way, probably, but all the sims that game over started to game and it was hard to get Lenny to do his job. So, there was this computer area with two desks facing each other, and a third against the wall, and much of the socialising got done when they were all sitting behind the computers.
I ended the game without saving because I fucked up, but also because it was no fun after some time. I saw that I could flirt with the girl I had met as a kid, which started because my social one needed to introduce herself to different people, so she randomly introduced herself to people on the street. I liked Louise's red her, and Summer frequently invited her over. I did not woohoo with Louise until we had broken up with my girl, and by that point, Lenny was getting so old he had to be seduced, because I could not do much as him, as he always had three sleep commands lined up, and also he could not cook anymore, because everything smelled. On the other hand, it made Louise very happy.
My flirting made my girlfriend sad, and she was already frequently gloomy, as she was so goth her name was Cassandra Goth. Eventually I probably made it up, but I could not woohoo with her, but later I discovered it may have been the violin I bought her that was blocking the path to our bed from my side. Before all that, however, she had worked herself up from 32 to 78 dollars per hour, and was promoted from a call centre receptionist to project manager. Lenny also programmed an exciting MMO from home.
This kind of gaming was my first, since it was 25 hours straight. Although I stated at 2am, it was after some sort of sleep. Yes, this kind of gaming is dangerous, and no, I don't mean that I am 36, and so old my heart can't take it. In case any of you, younglings, thought that. There are cases of younger people dying like that, one was even only 22 hours. But, I was well hydrated, in the form of green blueberry tea, and in addition to some chocolate, since my sims frequently made vegetarian dumplings for breakfast, luck, and dinner, I made myself some dumplings as well. Mine had meat in it though, and I am not sure whether the game only had this option, or they were all vegetarians. Maybe it was the former though, as they were making omlets and also some meat products.
Sunday, 9 June 2019
Sunday, 19 June 2016
Are you a good person?
In August, I replied to a comment on 9gag, asking a girl how old she is, since she commented an "only 90s kids remember" post. She replied with no answer. Then I asked what if I liked her and wanted to know about a possibility of dating. I've been told people interpret me as coming on too strong or whatever, but although if you get to know me you'll discover that I'm a very emphatic person, I also am driven by logic, and I saw it as a perfectly logical possibility. She replied that then the more important question is, where in the globe she is living. I asked her, she didn't reply.
I googled her avatar, and found that picture on Facebook, and left a cheeky comment. Just "ha ha, delete this comment", to which she replied "nah". Then I asked her whether I can add her as a friend, to which she said that she won't mind. We started to talk, and pretty soon I said I looked through her avatars, and although she had various degrees of make up on her on most, I found her cute without it. Ironically, just yesterday, a girl told me that girls don't like when they are complimented too much, and I should do it only when needed. I actually don't even like to make meaningless compliments, but I think it's completely logical to note when I come across information I like about her. But I guess this is among the many reasons men say women are illogical.
She said that she was relieved, because I was not one of those guys who sees a girl without make up, and no longer finds them pretty. The way she said it, felt a little off, as if she was already sure she was becoming my girlfriend. When I reveal what came of it, you can say it was one of the signs that something was off, maybe not even the first. However, I ignored it, I didn't even think of it as something to ignore, because if you go around being scared and paranoid, and interpret everything as a sign of malice, you can't be in a relationship with anyone. And, I do mean "relationship" in a wider sense, because why do people think of some words, like the aforementioned, "couple", "love", and even liking a person as reserved to lover-type of relationship? If I say I like ice cream, no one thinks I mean that I want to make love to it.
I also mentioned she seemed intelligent, and it appeared that I needed to specify the difference between intelligence and knowledge. She used an example, which I later randomly found out was a description of Dungeons & Dragons skills using examples. I quote: "Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad.". The description, when taken in its entirety, does not have knowledge, I do not know the specifics of the game, and I am not going to blame the game for not including knowledge. However, I would argue that these examples are wrong, at least outside the game's concept. Knowing that tomato is a fruit is a fact, it is knowledge. Knowing not to put tomato into a fruit salad is actually wisdom, but it is also intelligence. I would argue that intelligence is coming to a conclusion before something happened, wisdom is coming to that conclusion after it happened.
After my explanation that intelligence is making connections between facts you know, she said we are actually talking about the same thing, which, I assumed meant that she knew the difference. If so, she clearly used an unfortunate example. She also said that although she liked that I took her opinions into account, and my explanations were charming at first, they became annoying due to her situation I later found out. She was playing a video game for money, and was losing, and her cousins kept rubbing it to her face, and this made her snap. Either way, when I asked whether she wanted to unfriend me, she said she didn't want to lose "such an insightful person".
Messages from her continued to be cute and intelligent, but became rarer and rarer. I also wished her happy new year on the date she had listed as her birthday. When she replied a few days after, she didn't react to that, probably didn't get it. As the reason of her less and less frequent replies she told me that her parents don't let her use the computer, or even access Internet through her phone. The lack of activity on her Facebook page seemed to comply with this, and at this point, you might say that many people in that region have multiple accounts. Yes, assuming that was the case, it was pretty impressive what she did for me: she told all her numerous friends, who had commented on her statuses and photos, to communicate with her on her other account.
She had her phone number listed on her profile, so I sent her a message for the new year, the actual new year. I later said that I made myself sad, as I sent her a message and she didn't reply. She said her roaming is not activated, and her parents would be suspicious if she suddenly activated it. If this was an excuse, she at least was prepared. I tried to subtly ask whether she got the message at all, and she replied with something that did not directly refer my wording, but didn't conflict it either. I sent her six messages in February, and seven in March, because at this point her replies on Facebook were a month apart.
I had proposed to make a Facebook group for the two of us, because maybe it was better for us to talk in there for some reason, and she said it was a good idea, because she could then subscribe to my threads or whatnot. At first, she didn't even understand what I meant my Facebook group, then, after a few weeks of silence she said she didn't find the group, although I had told her the group's name, and also added her, which meant she should have been able to find the group easily. Then, in the middle of January she posted there that she is sorry about her lack of reply, but her friend helped her to get a phone her parents could not monitor, and she should be free at the end of the month when her parents are out of town, and we could maybe even skype.
We talked like happy bunnies for a few hours, then she said that her parents are home, could we talk "tomorrow". Que Ronan Keating, and the next day I commented on her thread that I suspect that we would not skype and whatnot, because if her parents are so controlling and can monitor sites she visits, because obviously she must use the Internet for her school, it would be conceivable that they can switch off the Internet connection. Also, me commenting this way was helped by being a tad annoyed that she was so loyal to her parents' wishes that she could not try to talk with me from her friends' computer, or even an Internet café. Which she actually did at one time, because she had decided that she is old enough to decide for herself, but then apparently thought that neh, it's not for her.
In the middle of February, referring to skyping and whatnot, she just said "sorry about that". So even her excuses had become lazy? I didn't say anything, but I was quite displeased with such a laconic excuse. We talked some more, and she said she would not want to watch Paranormal Activities with me, as she dislikes the films. Sure, they are inane films, but her reason was more puzzling. She said that when the first film came out, she though it was real, and when they made another ending, she realised it was fake.
I have seen the original ending, but I don't know what the end credits said about the film. In the more known ending, however, the first screen in the end credits says that the film was fiction. Quite a contradiction when during the whole film you tried to make us believe it was real found footage. Anyway, took me two hours to wrap my mind around how she could believe it was real. Then I remembered she was 13 when the movie came out, and that she was religious at that time as well.
By the way, around that time, I was at the usual drinking binge at my friend's place, and the three others got the idea to call out spirits. I refused, and went to the other room to sleep. They mocked me for being afraid. Fuck that, no, I didn't think Paranormal Activity type of shit would happen, or even Djinn from Long Time Dead, which is a much better evil spirit film than Paranormal Activity, but some things are just too disrespectful to do.
At the end of February, I asked her whether I can ask her a question pretending she wants to be with me, and she said "alright". I asked whether she still would live with me if she knew I had very little money. She saw that question at the end of March, I was lucky enough to glimpse at my other monitor and see the sequence of events where my message was marked as seen, and very shortly after, "you can't reply to this conversation", meaning she blocked me.
In a way, I got my answer. But then I logged on to my other account and said it's rude to block, also, I wrote to some of her friends that had commented on some things of her. I also made one more account to send her a message, but this time, I commented on her status, pasting a letter I wrote to her. She blocked that account too, and I made another to see what she did. She had said to a friend of hers that this person is annoying, does not take the hint, and made alternate accounts, and "how's that for a stalker?".
Oh yeah, one of friends told me that she blocked me because I'm a stalker. Yes, attempting to talk to her from alternate accounts is stalker behaviour, but that didn't exist before her first block. It would have been like manipulating herself a reason. She blocked me, and when I tried to ask why, which would be the first thing resembling a stalker, state that the reason she blocked me was that I'm a stalker. Also, she naturally wanted to make herself seem like the "winner" in this situation, as she deleted my letter where I mentioned how she acted. There wasn't any further point to keep trying to make her friend see how she herself was evil. Although you could argue that I shouldn't have tried to contact her after the first block.
Some days later her friend randomly came to me and said: "So now she decided to stop the communication between the two of you...", to which I naturally responded with: "Now? I had a chance before?", because it seemed such an irrational thing to say. The friend also said she had a boyfriend. Whether it was attained during the time we talked, or from the beginning, I do not know. Except that if she had a boyfriend the whole time, she was cheating on him. It does not matter what I thought or perceived it as, or that she most probably thought of it as trolling, which is how hip people tell themselves they are not lying, she was betraying the idea of loyalty. The fact that she knew she was not serious or genuine does not matter, flirting is flirting.
And, if her parents being strict was true at all, and if in case of boyfriend she was not allowed to talk to her boyfriend while living with parents, it may also be hypothesised that she was using me as entertainment during her slave period, but when the school ended and she went to live with her sister, where she could be free, she did not have a use for me. Although, to further exemplify why I thought she was flirting with me, or at least enthusiastic about me, she said that when school ends, she will go live with her sister, where she could "talk to me the whole summer".
Boyfriend aside, as soon as the reason was stated as stalking, I tried to figure out what it was. The phone messages? Nah, I sent her the same amount of messages in February and March, and she had time to tell me to not send her messages at the end of February, but she did not say anything. Could it be that the stalking was how I first found her? What the intercourse? It wasn't as if I hacked some password guarded database, I used the information she herself had made public. Many people use Google image search, in fact, a girl from 9gag used the exact method to find me. The difference is then that I knowingly use the same avatar for 9gag, Facebook, Twitter, and Youtube, and I know that I could be found this way, but many people, like the girl this post is about, don't seem to realise that any information you choose to put on the Internet can be read and found out.
The title of this post is actually what the girl's friend, to whom I am thankful for giving me the reason, asked me after she was told to stay away because I am a stalker. After hearing my said, she says she understands me and my hurt, and I hope she now can ask her whether she is a good person.
I googled her avatar, and found that picture on Facebook, and left a cheeky comment. Just "ha ha, delete this comment", to which she replied "nah". Then I asked her whether I can add her as a friend, to which she said that she won't mind. We started to talk, and pretty soon I said I looked through her avatars, and although she had various degrees of make up on her on most, I found her cute without it. Ironically, just yesterday, a girl told me that girls don't like when they are complimented too much, and I should do it only when needed. I actually don't even like to make meaningless compliments, but I think it's completely logical to note when I come across information I like about her. But I guess this is among the many reasons men say women are illogical.
She said that she was relieved, because I was not one of those guys who sees a girl without make up, and no longer finds them pretty. The way she said it, felt a little off, as if she was already sure she was becoming my girlfriend. When I reveal what came of it, you can say it was one of the signs that something was off, maybe not even the first. However, I ignored it, I didn't even think of it as something to ignore, because if you go around being scared and paranoid, and interpret everything as a sign of malice, you can't be in a relationship with anyone. And, I do mean "relationship" in a wider sense, because why do people think of some words, like the aforementioned, "couple", "love", and even liking a person as reserved to lover-type of relationship? If I say I like ice cream, no one thinks I mean that I want to make love to it.
I also mentioned she seemed intelligent, and it appeared that I needed to specify the difference between intelligence and knowledge. She used an example, which I later randomly found out was a description of Dungeons & Dragons skills using examples. I quote: "Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad.". The description, when taken in its entirety, does not have knowledge, I do not know the specifics of the game, and I am not going to blame the game for not including knowledge. However, I would argue that these examples are wrong, at least outside the game's concept. Knowing that tomato is a fruit is a fact, it is knowledge. Knowing not to put tomato into a fruit salad is actually wisdom, but it is also intelligence. I would argue that intelligence is coming to a conclusion before something happened, wisdom is coming to that conclusion after it happened.
After my explanation that intelligence is making connections between facts you know, she said we are actually talking about the same thing, which, I assumed meant that she knew the difference. If so, she clearly used an unfortunate example. She also said that although she liked that I took her opinions into account, and my explanations were charming at first, they became annoying due to her situation I later found out. She was playing a video game for money, and was losing, and her cousins kept rubbing it to her face, and this made her snap. Either way, when I asked whether she wanted to unfriend me, she said she didn't want to lose "such an insightful person".
Messages from her continued to be cute and intelligent, but became rarer and rarer. I also wished her happy new year on the date she had listed as her birthday. When she replied a few days after, she didn't react to that, probably didn't get it. As the reason of her less and less frequent replies she told me that her parents don't let her use the computer, or even access Internet through her phone. The lack of activity on her Facebook page seemed to comply with this, and at this point, you might say that many people in that region have multiple accounts. Yes, assuming that was the case, it was pretty impressive what she did for me: she told all her numerous friends, who had commented on her statuses and photos, to communicate with her on her other account.
She had her phone number listed on her profile, so I sent her a message for the new year, the actual new year. I later said that I made myself sad, as I sent her a message and she didn't reply. She said her roaming is not activated, and her parents would be suspicious if she suddenly activated it. If this was an excuse, she at least was prepared. I tried to subtly ask whether she got the message at all, and she replied with something that did not directly refer my wording, but didn't conflict it either. I sent her six messages in February, and seven in March, because at this point her replies on Facebook were a month apart.
I had proposed to make a Facebook group for the two of us, because maybe it was better for us to talk in there for some reason, and she said it was a good idea, because she could then subscribe to my threads or whatnot. At first, she didn't even understand what I meant my Facebook group, then, after a few weeks of silence she said she didn't find the group, although I had told her the group's name, and also added her, which meant she should have been able to find the group easily. Then, in the middle of January she posted there that she is sorry about her lack of reply, but her friend helped her to get a phone her parents could not monitor, and she should be free at the end of the month when her parents are out of town, and we could maybe even skype.
We talked like happy bunnies for a few hours, then she said that her parents are home, could we talk "tomorrow". Que Ronan Keating, and the next day I commented on her thread that I suspect that we would not skype and whatnot, because if her parents are so controlling and can monitor sites she visits, because obviously she must use the Internet for her school, it would be conceivable that they can switch off the Internet connection. Also, me commenting this way was helped by being a tad annoyed that she was so loyal to her parents' wishes that she could not try to talk with me from her friends' computer, or even an Internet café. Which she actually did at one time, because she had decided that she is old enough to decide for herself, but then apparently thought that neh, it's not for her.
In the middle of February, referring to skyping and whatnot, she just said "sorry about that". So even her excuses had become lazy? I didn't say anything, but I was quite displeased with such a laconic excuse. We talked some more, and she said she would not want to watch Paranormal Activities with me, as she dislikes the films. Sure, they are inane films, but her reason was more puzzling. She said that when the first film came out, she though it was real, and when they made another ending, she realised it was fake.
I have seen the original ending, but I don't know what the end credits said about the film. In the more known ending, however, the first screen in the end credits says that the film was fiction. Quite a contradiction when during the whole film you tried to make us believe it was real found footage. Anyway, took me two hours to wrap my mind around how she could believe it was real. Then I remembered she was 13 when the movie came out, and that she was religious at that time as well.
By the way, around that time, I was at the usual drinking binge at my friend's place, and the three others got the idea to call out spirits. I refused, and went to the other room to sleep. They mocked me for being afraid. Fuck that, no, I didn't think Paranormal Activity type of shit would happen, or even Djinn from Long Time Dead, which is a much better evil spirit film than Paranormal Activity, but some things are just too disrespectful to do.
At the end of February, I asked her whether I can ask her a question pretending she wants to be with me, and she said "alright". I asked whether she still would live with me if she knew I had very little money. She saw that question at the end of March, I was lucky enough to glimpse at my other monitor and see the sequence of events where my message was marked as seen, and very shortly after, "you can't reply to this conversation", meaning she blocked me.
In a way, I got my answer. But then I logged on to my other account and said it's rude to block, also, I wrote to some of her friends that had commented on some things of her. I also made one more account to send her a message, but this time, I commented on her status, pasting a letter I wrote to her. She blocked that account too, and I made another to see what she did. She had said to a friend of hers that this person is annoying, does not take the hint, and made alternate accounts, and "how's that for a stalker?".
Oh yeah, one of friends told me that she blocked me because I'm a stalker. Yes, attempting to talk to her from alternate accounts is stalker behaviour, but that didn't exist before her first block. It would have been like manipulating herself a reason. She blocked me, and when I tried to ask why, which would be the first thing resembling a stalker, state that the reason she blocked me was that I'm a stalker. Also, she naturally wanted to make herself seem like the "winner" in this situation, as she deleted my letter where I mentioned how she acted. There wasn't any further point to keep trying to make her friend see how she herself was evil. Although you could argue that I shouldn't have tried to contact her after the first block.
Some days later her friend randomly came to me and said: "So now she decided to stop the communication between the two of you...", to which I naturally responded with: "Now? I had a chance before?", because it seemed such an irrational thing to say. The friend also said she had a boyfriend. Whether it was attained during the time we talked, or from the beginning, I do not know. Except that if she had a boyfriend the whole time, she was cheating on him. It does not matter what I thought or perceived it as, or that she most probably thought of it as trolling, which is how hip people tell themselves they are not lying, she was betraying the idea of loyalty. The fact that she knew she was not serious or genuine does not matter, flirting is flirting.
And, if her parents being strict was true at all, and if in case of boyfriend she was not allowed to talk to her boyfriend while living with parents, it may also be hypothesised that she was using me as entertainment during her slave period, but when the school ended and she went to live with her sister, where she could be free, she did not have a use for me. Although, to further exemplify why I thought she was flirting with me, or at least enthusiastic about me, she said that when school ends, she will go live with her sister, where she could "talk to me the whole summer".
Boyfriend aside, as soon as the reason was stated as stalking, I tried to figure out what it was. The phone messages? Nah, I sent her the same amount of messages in February and March, and she had time to tell me to not send her messages at the end of February, but she did not say anything. Could it be that the stalking was how I first found her? What the intercourse? It wasn't as if I hacked some password guarded database, I used the information she herself had made public. Many people use Google image search, in fact, a girl from 9gag used the exact method to find me. The difference is then that I knowingly use the same avatar for 9gag, Facebook, Twitter, and Youtube, and I know that I could be found this way, but many people, like the girl this post is about, don't seem to realise that any information you choose to put on the Internet can be read and found out.
The title of this post is actually what the girl's friend, to whom I am thankful for giving me the reason, asked me after she was told to stay away because I am a stalker. After hearing my said, she says she understands me and my hurt, and I hope she now can ask her whether she is a good person.
Wednesday, 15 June 2016
Living on video
Barbara: I'm transgender
Charlotte: Ok. You must be happy then for Sara Becker! History was made this Monday, like Sara said.
Jane: History? Barbara is gonna make herstory instead
Stevie: lol
Charlotte: Sara Becker did yes! Barbara would know if she is transgender
Barbara: Who?
Charlotte: Well, Sara won the swedish best performance in movie this monday, as a she. Cool
Charlotte: You figure it out.
Barbara: I'm gonna guess that he is transgender ?:P
Barbara: She*
Barbara: ugh
Charlotte: Yep
Charlotte: So.. first time in history. Love it myself.
Charlotte: So what is your real name Barbara?
Jane: Legally Boris for now
Jane: But not for long
Charlotte: Haha...
Charlotte: Oh dear, not easy this is, and try not to be too pushy..
Alex: I would imagine tips are better for Barbara than Boris
Barbara: Maybe in a year or two, lol
Barbara: Got my scripts for hormones today
Charlotte: You better start taking them.. Like I thought you would have already for x years ago.. So Im totally confused.. But I dont worry. Them are yours ..
Charlotte: Still no real name for Barbara. Wow. I thought I was in a GUILD where we dont have that kind of secrets from eachother. Thats weird for me. Anyway, and besides that, I might leave you anyway cause.. nja.. you are too good.. And I want to feel that Im good with the time I do spend with CA, but I cant compare with soo many of you.
Charlotte: I will think about it for a few days.
Charlotte: Its a damn great Guild.. Thats for sure.
Jane: She just came out a couple weeks ago to the world
Jane: Started with the new name maybe 5 days ago
Barbara: You were given my legal name twice
Jane: Her process sucks as name changes and everything become rather complicated
Jane: Hell, name change on getting married confuses folks as it is
Charlotte: lol
Big Bad Wolf: But your comment on "history" becoming "herstory", I hope it was a joke
Barbara: What do you mean, Big Bad Wolf?
Big Bad Wolf: Jane said it earlier
Barbara: Because Jane was talking about me living my life
Big Bad Wolf: No
Barbara: Her. Story. Mine. My story is my life
Big Bad Wolf: You do not get it
Barbara: Apparently you don't get it
Big Bad Wolf: Yes
Big Bad Wolf: I hate transgender, gays, and blacks
Charlotte: You do, honestly?
Barbara: Thats nice
Big Bad Wolf: Maybe you're too young
Big Bad Wolf: In the 90s, feminists made a fuzz about why the word is "history", not "herstory"
Barbara: I
Charlotte: and sorry Barbara, didnt catch your name earlier.. even if you told me twice ..
Barbara: Don't
Barbara: Care
Big Bad Wolf: Good
Big Bad Wolf: You're becoming touchy
Charlotte: In the 90s??
Barbara: However I have taken a screenshot of your words
Big Bad Wolf: I was sarcastic, I have nothing against transgender
Stevie: I loled because exactly that came to my mind - without knowing there was a real fuzz about it
Charlotte: Noo, thats happening now in the 20th years.. Her her her everywhere. gezz
Big Bad Wolf: But, "herstory" was about the word, not your life
Big Bad Wolf: You can enjoy the screenshot all you like, Barbara
Charlotte: Im too old for that shit..
Andy: Whoa, what did I crash chat in2?
Stevie: Barbara is one adoreable cat
Big Bad Wolf: "History" is just a word in the end. If feminists believe it represses women, and advocates belief that women are not as important as men, that is their problem
Charlotte: Hi Andy, welcome in to transworld... her, him hen..? Hestory
Charlotte: Big Bad Wolf, love that word "herstory" gonna keep that one to my vocabs
Charlotte: ty
Big Bad Wolf: Barbara making a screenshot of my words believing I have anything against her is like a black man quitting my guild after I made an anti-racist joke, in which, he only saw the word "black" in, and automatically thought it was racist ("What do you call a black man in the cockpit of the plane? A pilot, you racist")
Charlotte: Why push it, Big Bad Wolf..
Big Bad Wolf: Because, Barbara overreacted. She blocked me on facebook. All because she thought "herstory" is a word invented to describe her life
Charlotte: Oh no! Thats overreact. Sorry for that.
Big Bad Wolf: It's a silly feminist word, nothing more
Big Bad Wolf: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herstory
Charlotte: It never ends in good way when ppl block eachother.. Trust me. For me it ended with I lost one of my best friends.. thought she was.. but her friend blocked me and..so on so on... sad.
Charlotte: So I only want to say.. Dont block before you talk it out
Stevie: Well, Big Bad Wolf might be a smart ass sometimes, but the irony meter on this one rocketed throught the roof
Big Bad Wolf: When all is said and done, it's Barbara who is wasting energy hating me. My conscious is clean, because how was I supposed to know my comment on Jane's use of a feminist term will offend Barbara?
Charlotte: Ok. You must be happy then for Sara Becker! History was made this Monday, like Sara said.
Jane: History? Barbara is gonna make herstory instead
Stevie: lol
Charlotte: Sara Becker did yes! Barbara would know if she is transgender
Barbara: Who?
Charlotte: Well, Sara won the swedish best performance in movie this monday, as a she. Cool
Charlotte: You figure it out.
Barbara: I'm gonna guess that he is transgender ?:P
Barbara: She*
Barbara: ugh
Charlotte: Yep
Charlotte: So.. first time in history. Love it myself.
Charlotte: So what is your real name Barbara?
Jane: Legally Boris for now
Jane: But not for long
Charlotte: Haha...
Charlotte: Oh dear, not easy this is, and try not to be too pushy..
Alex: I would imagine tips are better for Barbara than Boris
Barbara: Maybe in a year or two, lol
Barbara: Got my scripts for hormones today
Charlotte: You better start taking them.. Like I thought you would have already for x years ago.. So Im totally confused.. But I dont worry. Them are yours ..
Charlotte: Still no real name for Barbara. Wow. I thought I was in a GUILD where we dont have that kind of secrets from eachother. Thats weird for me. Anyway, and besides that, I might leave you anyway cause.. nja.. you are too good.. And I want to feel that Im good with the time I do spend with CA, but I cant compare with soo many of you.
Charlotte: I will think about it for a few days.
Charlotte: Its a damn great Guild.. Thats for sure.
Jane: She just came out a couple weeks ago to the world
Jane: Started with the new name maybe 5 days ago
Barbara: You were given my legal name twice
Jane: Her process sucks as name changes and everything become rather complicated
Jane: Hell, name change on getting married confuses folks as it is
Charlotte: lol
Big Bad Wolf: But your comment on "history" becoming "herstory", I hope it was a joke
Barbara: What do you mean, Big Bad Wolf?
Big Bad Wolf: Jane said it earlier
Barbara: Because Jane was talking about me living my life
Big Bad Wolf: No
Barbara: Her. Story. Mine. My story is my life
Big Bad Wolf: You do not get it
Barbara: Apparently you don't get it
Big Bad Wolf: Yes
Big Bad Wolf: I hate transgender, gays, and blacks
Charlotte: You do, honestly?
Barbara: Thats nice
Big Bad Wolf: Maybe you're too young
Big Bad Wolf: In the 90s, feminists made a fuzz about why the word is "history", not "herstory"
Barbara: I
Charlotte: and sorry Barbara, didnt catch your name earlier.. even if you told me twice ..
Barbara: Don't
Barbara: Care
Big Bad Wolf: Good
Big Bad Wolf: You're becoming touchy
Charlotte: In the 90s??
Barbara: However I have taken a screenshot of your words
Big Bad Wolf: I was sarcastic, I have nothing against transgender
Stevie: I loled because exactly that came to my mind - without knowing there was a real fuzz about it
Charlotte: Noo, thats happening now in the 20th years.. Her her her everywhere. gezz
Big Bad Wolf: But, "herstory" was about the word, not your life
Big Bad Wolf: You can enjoy the screenshot all you like, Barbara
Charlotte: Im too old for that shit..
Andy: Whoa, what did I crash chat in2?
Stevie: Barbara is one adoreable cat
Big Bad Wolf: "History" is just a word in the end. If feminists believe it represses women, and advocates belief that women are not as important as men, that is their problem
Charlotte: Hi Andy, welcome in to transworld... her, him hen..? Hestory
Charlotte: Big Bad Wolf, love that word "herstory" gonna keep that one to my vocabs
Charlotte: ty
Big Bad Wolf: Barbara making a screenshot of my words believing I have anything against her is like a black man quitting my guild after I made an anti-racist joke, in which, he only saw the word "black" in, and automatically thought it was racist ("What do you call a black man in the cockpit of the plane? A pilot, you racist")
Charlotte: Why push it, Big Bad Wolf..
Big Bad Wolf: Because, Barbara overreacted. She blocked me on facebook. All because she thought "herstory" is a word invented to describe her life
Charlotte: Oh no! Thats overreact. Sorry for that.
Big Bad Wolf: It's a silly feminist word, nothing more
Big Bad Wolf: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herstory
Charlotte: It never ends in good way when ppl block eachother.. Trust me. For me it ended with I lost one of my best friends.. thought she was.. but her friend blocked me and..so on so on... sad.
Charlotte: So I only want to say.. Dont block before you talk it out
Stevie: Well, Big Bad Wolf might be a smart ass sometimes, but the irony meter on this one rocketed throught the roof
Big Bad Wolf: When all is said and done, it's Barbara who is wasting energy hating me. My conscious is clean, because how was I supposed to know my comment on Jane's use of a feminist term will offend Barbara?
Tuesday, 14 June 2016
What's the colour of love?
I was watching Everything Wrong With The Ring on Youtube, and saw some girl comment that this film scared her as a child. I opened replies, and in one of her replies she said that if anyone likes films, they can add her on Facebook, and she gave a link. So I added her, because she told me to.
So, as first thing, I linked her my review of Lucy. She liked it, and I said I was planning to write a review about a Nicolas Cage film. She said she wanted to read that, although she guessed the film wrong. She also invited me to like her game streaming page, which I did. Then she posted a new photo of her, I commented that she looked surprisingly beautiful, to which she thanked me for graciously eloquent comment. I replied with another compliment, and she replied to my reply that all joking aside, she liked talking to me, and we should think up a question, and have a long debate.
First off, what joking? She can't take a compliment? Was she so panicked about putting me in that friend zone, although I didn't indicate in any way that I want to have her? Second off, who talks like that? In my reply to her I tried to open up her mind, but thinking about it now, I guess she wasn't mentally independent. I don't know what she studied, but it reminded me of that first year philosophy student who said she likes philosophy, and when I asked her some existential question, she told me that this wasn't philosophy, which most likely indicated that she thought philosophy must strictly be within the pattern of what authorities have written. And no, it wasn't "What's the colour of love?". Or, "What's the key to my heartbeat?".
Anyway, to my reply that interesting topics can naturally come up during conversations, she didn't react. Instead, she replied me in another comment, where a girl asked her for lunch, if she still lived in the area. She said she had moved, but she can call her, because the girl had her "numb.". Because leaving two letters out of "number" is such an abbreviation. Knowing me, and I guess she didn't, I saw an opportunity for an "I am..." comment. "I am numb", because how could I not? She asked if I want to come too. This was not the intent of my comment, but I said that she is too far, otherwise I would not mind.
Since I was a member of her gaming page, I posted a gameplay of mine from Youtube. Then I posted some more, as a comment, so to not spam. The last two weren't even gameplays, just my uploads. She commented with "HAHAHA. Love it.". I asked which one, and a week later when she blocked me, I went back and added that the reply seemed bot-like, as she had replied as if I posted only one video, and her reply didn't fit what I actually said. Now she has blocked me from the page too, I guess it at least means she read it. Or, maybe not. I did reply to some of her new posts, like in one, she commented to someone that he deleted her from the friends list, where I said she deleted me as well.
One more thing that makes me wonder about the mental independence. As I had just revisited my favourite films list, I gave her a link to that too. She said it was a good list, but she would have put in this and that. For example, The Green Mile is a good film, and there is no reason one should not like it, but the list she gave did look like she may have included some films only because authorities regard them as must see films. Then again, she did include Predator and Pitch Black, which aren't critically praised.
About a week before she blocked me I asked why were her replies to me so short, she said she is so busy at work, which is understandable. But then she said she would be off work for a week, and able to talk more. However, she only talked to be once, we exchanged some paragraphs, and then she didn't reply. It's not like she's not allowed to not reply, a thousand things may have come up. The message was seen, but still, maybe she saw, and something came up. However, she also saw and did not reply to me when I sent a message a day later, then, a day from that, and then Facebook told me she was not receiving messages from me, and then when I asked about this in a comment, she liked the comment, and then blocked me. She could have said things. And, she was posting in Facebook, and replying to people's comments while ignoring me.
But no, she didn't say anything. And, a couple of more female people have blocked me over talking too much. Well, I am not sorry that my way of talking is not exchanging simple one-liners with no thought behind them.
Oh, and I don't know if this had any impact, but I told her I had a dream about her. Actually, not much about her, she was just in it. I wrote the dream down, because why not, and after giving her a link she said she didn't see the part about her. But if she had read it, she would know there were two girls I mentioned and one might have fit her, as it involved watching films. I am not sorry that my dream about her wasn't "So, we met at a club, you were wearing sexy clothes, I took you home and humped you without any foreplay. Then I told you to go to the kitchen, and make me sandwiches. What a wonderful dream!".
By the way, she tweeted some video of a guy's tips how to be romantic, saying that "Just goes to show anyone knows how to be romantic and loving, of all guys, this guy knows... This guy...". First of all, I have to mention, although she has lived in Britain from the age of seven, something about her wording seemed a bit off. But, as far as I could tell, she was impressed. Being The Big Bad Wolf, I replied to her tweet: "Did you write this status because you have only met guys with low intelligence and lack of empathy?".
And, furthermore, while watching this video, two things. One, why are girls so materialistic, and two, aren't you supposed to show your love with little tenderness every day, instead of having just a few days in a year to do those cliché tricks? Seriously, it's like most guys think it's mandatory to be an insensitive sexist jerk to their girlfriends or wives whenever it's not Valentine’s Day, anniversary, birthday, or Christmas. And girls just accept this because "Whaddaya gonna do?". Sorry if I misspelled the grammar of the uneducated or hip.
Also, the guy in the video may have been doing this in order to appeal to the viewers more, but if so, it's sad that people consider male tenderness so taboo, it's necessary to jokingly insert manly things. Three times during filming his girlfriend's reactions, he jokingly went: "It’s a prank!", and then continued with his gestures.
References:
1) What's the colour of love? What's the key to my heartbeat?:
Lili & Susie - What's The Colour Of Love
2) The Big Bad Wolf:
Green Jellÿ - Three Little Pigs
So, as first thing, I linked her my review of Lucy. She liked it, and I said I was planning to write a review about a Nicolas Cage film. She said she wanted to read that, although she guessed the film wrong. She also invited me to like her game streaming page, which I did. Then she posted a new photo of her, I commented that she looked surprisingly beautiful, to which she thanked me for graciously eloquent comment. I replied with another compliment, and she replied to my reply that all joking aside, she liked talking to me, and we should think up a question, and have a long debate.
First off, what joking? She can't take a compliment? Was she so panicked about putting me in that friend zone, although I didn't indicate in any way that I want to have her? Second off, who talks like that? In my reply to her I tried to open up her mind, but thinking about it now, I guess she wasn't mentally independent. I don't know what she studied, but it reminded me of that first year philosophy student who said she likes philosophy, and when I asked her some existential question, she told me that this wasn't philosophy, which most likely indicated that she thought philosophy must strictly be within the pattern of what authorities have written. And no, it wasn't "What's the colour of love?". Or, "What's the key to my heartbeat?".
Anyway, to my reply that interesting topics can naturally come up during conversations, she didn't react. Instead, she replied me in another comment, where a girl asked her for lunch, if she still lived in the area. She said she had moved, but she can call her, because the girl had her "numb.". Because leaving two letters out of "number" is such an abbreviation. Knowing me, and I guess she didn't, I saw an opportunity for an "I am..." comment. "I am numb", because how could I not? She asked if I want to come too. This was not the intent of my comment, but I said that she is too far, otherwise I would not mind.
Since I was a member of her gaming page, I posted a gameplay of mine from Youtube. Then I posted some more, as a comment, so to not spam. The last two weren't even gameplays, just my uploads. She commented with "HAHAHA. Love it.". I asked which one, and a week later when she blocked me, I went back and added that the reply seemed bot-like, as she had replied as if I posted only one video, and her reply didn't fit what I actually said. Now she has blocked me from the page too, I guess it at least means she read it. Or, maybe not. I did reply to some of her new posts, like in one, she commented to someone that he deleted her from the friends list, where I said she deleted me as well.
One more thing that makes me wonder about the mental independence. As I had just revisited my favourite films list, I gave her a link to that too. She said it was a good list, but she would have put in this and that. For example, The Green Mile is a good film, and there is no reason one should not like it, but the list she gave did look like she may have included some films only because authorities regard them as must see films. Then again, she did include Predator and Pitch Black, which aren't critically praised.
About a week before she blocked me I asked why were her replies to me so short, she said she is so busy at work, which is understandable. But then she said she would be off work for a week, and able to talk more. However, she only talked to be once, we exchanged some paragraphs, and then she didn't reply. It's not like she's not allowed to not reply, a thousand things may have come up. The message was seen, but still, maybe she saw, and something came up. However, she also saw and did not reply to me when I sent a message a day later, then, a day from that, and then Facebook told me she was not receiving messages from me, and then when I asked about this in a comment, she liked the comment, and then blocked me. She could have said things. And, she was posting in Facebook, and replying to people's comments while ignoring me.
But no, she didn't say anything. And, a couple of more female people have blocked me over talking too much. Well, I am not sorry that my way of talking is not exchanging simple one-liners with no thought behind them.
Oh, and I don't know if this had any impact, but I told her I had a dream about her. Actually, not much about her, she was just in it. I wrote the dream down, because why not, and after giving her a link she said she didn't see the part about her. But if she had read it, she would know there were two girls I mentioned and one might have fit her, as it involved watching films. I am not sorry that my dream about her wasn't "So, we met at a club, you were wearing sexy clothes, I took you home and humped you without any foreplay. Then I told you to go to the kitchen, and make me sandwiches. What a wonderful dream!".
By the way, she tweeted some video of a guy's tips how to be romantic, saying that "Just goes to show anyone knows how to be romantic and loving, of all guys, this guy knows... This guy...". First of all, I have to mention, although she has lived in Britain from the age of seven, something about her wording seemed a bit off. But, as far as I could tell, she was impressed. Being The Big Bad Wolf, I replied to her tweet: "Did you write this status because you have only met guys with low intelligence and lack of empathy?".
And, furthermore, while watching this video, two things. One, why are girls so materialistic, and two, aren't you supposed to show your love with little tenderness every day, instead of having just a few days in a year to do those cliché tricks? Seriously, it's like most guys think it's mandatory to be an insensitive sexist jerk to their girlfriends or wives whenever it's not Valentine’s Day, anniversary, birthday, or Christmas. And girls just accept this because "Whaddaya gonna do?". Sorry if I misspelled the grammar of the uneducated or hip.
Also, the guy in the video may have been doing this in order to appeal to the viewers more, but if so, it's sad that people consider male tenderness so taboo, it's necessary to jokingly insert manly things. Three times during filming his girlfriend's reactions, he jokingly went: "It’s a prank!", and then continued with his gestures.
References:
1) What's the colour of love? What's the key to my heartbeat?:
Lili & Susie - What's The Colour Of Love
2) The Big Bad Wolf:
Green Jellÿ - Three Little Pigs
Monday, 23 May 2016
I like your Weird Al
I was having lunch with my mum, but it was not only us at the table. There was a girl and her mum sitting with us. I was not finished yet, when my mum remembered she had left something in her room.
She left, and since the girl sitting with us was reasonably attractive, I felt a little ashamed about the way I was eating. The food I was eating appeared to share some characteristics with soup, because I was finishing it like I finish my soups: when there was only a little liquid left at the bowl, I drink it over the edge, and help any solidish pieces with my spoon. Although Asian regions drink their soup, so I don’t know why I should be ashamed about how I eat my soup. I could take the bowl with both hands, drink it from the start, and say I am eating soup like the Asians do.
A wild waiter appeared, asking if I wanted anything else, I said no. The bill came to 97 money units, and it appeared mum left me on purpose, because she wanted me to pay for what she ordered. But then mum came back, and I left paying to her, because in no way was my meal that expensive. As she was paying, I asked why is the food so expensive here, the waiter looked up, and I realised I picked the wrong moment to ask this.
My mum wanted me to meet some worker there, but despite going around in the glass windowed corridor, she could not find her, and I decided to leave. I wanted to take the closest stairs, since I remembered from a previous dream that the compartments were connected. But since it was a dorm-like section, and there were some weird kids fighting, I decided to take the lift. It seemed a little strange to me that the next section was shielded off with a grilled door, but it wasn't locked, so I slid it open, and reclosed it behind me. It appeared it was locked, but it was like a childproof lock, so I just put it back on the little hook that was supposed to make it harder to open.
The lifts were also shielded off, with draped room separators, like you would see in a hospital. But the lifts were working, there was a nurse waiting for one of them. I slid behind the curtains, and took the lift. Inside, I accidentally pushed the switch in the middle, but then I quickly pushed the right button, and turned the switch off. I don’t know what it did.
When I arrived on my floor, the lift opened up to a white room that resembled what we usually perceive as space ship style. The next room appeared to be upside down, but it might have been the distortion of the glass window on the door. The upside down figure did not look like a human, it looked like Zoidberg after shedding his worn out shell. The door opened, and behind it was a larger room with similar design, but more darker, metallic colours.
I was greeted with two spaced apart rows on Zoidberg-like creatures pointing guns at me dressed in white, and from the far end of the room, a being with a blue uniform came towards me with visible energy between his hands. I repeatedly asked the guns to be put down, but they were still holding me at gunpoint, and the being with the energy kept coming towards me. Finally he reached me, and appeared to be surprised that whatever he was trying to do with the energy didn't work.
At that moment, some more human-looking beings came hastily towards me. It was Loki, and behind him the Avengers. I guess they had teamed up. Loki told the Zoidberg Stormtroopers to put their guns down, and explained that Earth was invaded by aliens, and they transformed humans to look more like them, and they were the resistance. I guess the aliens transformed the rooms too, similar to how environment changes in Silent Hill.
I was taken to a small back room that looked more human. There were more casual-looking humans. I was welcomed, and I guess furious bonding followed. At a later point someone wanted to show me the roof. We took the large round elevator to the roof, where we could see the starry sky though the glass dome surrounding the elevator area. Suddenly, Zoidbergs appeared, and although the dome was reinforced, we had to go back down. Someone also got shot, but that appears to not be important to the story, as I have no idea what happened to him, or how the glass was penetrated. At least it wasn't a fatal wound.
Back down, it seems we began to watch films. And fall asleep. I must have fallen asleep myself, and upon opening my eyes, I appeared to have rested my head on deep blue jeans with some legs inside. I looked up and the leg owner was a girl whose face emitted warmth of emotional kind, and with a soft voice she said she likes the Weird Al, what was currently playing. I said that yes, I was familiar with him, but I wanted to hear an entire album form him, so I picked one from eBay.
Note that I was listening to Weird Al's Even Worse that night.
She left, and since the girl sitting with us was reasonably attractive, I felt a little ashamed about the way I was eating. The food I was eating appeared to share some characteristics with soup, because I was finishing it like I finish my soups: when there was only a little liquid left at the bowl, I drink it over the edge, and help any solidish pieces with my spoon. Although Asian regions drink their soup, so I don’t know why I should be ashamed about how I eat my soup. I could take the bowl with both hands, drink it from the start, and say I am eating soup like the Asians do.
A wild waiter appeared, asking if I wanted anything else, I said no. The bill came to 97 money units, and it appeared mum left me on purpose, because she wanted me to pay for what she ordered. But then mum came back, and I left paying to her, because in no way was my meal that expensive. As she was paying, I asked why is the food so expensive here, the waiter looked up, and I realised I picked the wrong moment to ask this.
My mum wanted me to meet some worker there, but despite going around in the glass windowed corridor, she could not find her, and I decided to leave. I wanted to take the closest stairs, since I remembered from a previous dream that the compartments were connected. But since it was a dorm-like section, and there were some weird kids fighting, I decided to take the lift. It seemed a little strange to me that the next section was shielded off with a grilled door, but it wasn't locked, so I slid it open, and reclosed it behind me. It appeared it was locked, but it was like a childproof lock, so I just put it back on the little hook that was supposed to make it harder to open.
The lifts were also shielded off, with draped room separators, like you would see in a hospital. But the lifts were working, there was a nurse waiting for one of them. I slid behind the curtains, and took the lift. Inside, I accidentally pushed the switch in the middle, but then I quickly pushed the right button, and turned the switch off. I don’t know what it did.
When I arrived on my floor, the lift opened up to a white room that resembled what we usually perceive as space ship style. The next room appeared to be upside down, but it might have been the distortion of the glass window on the door. The upside down figure did not look like a human, it looked like Zoidberg after shedding his worn out shell. The door opened, and behind it was a larger room with similar design, but more darker, metallic colours.
I was greeted with two spaced apart rows on Zoidberg-like creatures pointing guns at me dressed in white, and from the far end of the room, a being with a blue uniform came towards me with visible energy between his hands. I repeatedly asked the guns to be put down, but they were still holding me at gunpoint, and the being with the energy kept coming towards me. Finally he reached me, and appeared to be surprised that whatever he was trying to do with the energy didn't work.
At that moment, some more human-looking beings came hastily towards me. It was Loki, and behind him the Avengers. I guess they had teamed up. Loki told the Zoidberg Stormtroopers to put their guns down, and explained that Earth was invaded by aliens, and they transformed humans to look more like them, and they were the resistance. I guess the aliens transformed the rooms too, similar to how environment changes in Silent Hill.
I was taken to a small back room that looked more human. There were more casual-looking humans. I was welcomed, and I guess furious bonding followed. At a later point someone wanted to show me the roof. We took the large round elevator to the roof, where we could see the starry sky though the glass dome surrounding the elevator area. Suddenly, Zoidbergs appeared, and although the dome was reinforced, we had to go back down. Someone also got shot, but that appears to not be important to the story, as I have no idea what happened to him, or how the glass was penetrated. At least it wasn't a fatal wound.
Back down, it seems we began to watch films. And fall asleep. I must have fallen asleep myself, and upon opening my eyes, I appeared to have rested my head on deep blue jeans with some legs inside. I looked up and the leg owner was a girl whose face emitted warmth of emotional kind, and with a soft voice she said she likes the Weird Al, what was currently playing. I said that yes, I was familiar with him, but I wanted to hear an entire album form him, so I picked one from eBay.
Note that I was listening to Weird Al's Even Worse that night.
Saturday, 14 May 2016
Favourite films revisited
I was asked about my favourite films, and I decided it is time to revisit the list of my favourites. There are some additions, but only a few are newer than 2011, the original publish date. There are some films cut, but not because I don't like them any more, I just don't think I would like to rewatch them so often.
Airplane! (1980)
Airplane II: The Sequel (1982)
Alien (1979)
Aliens (1986)
Alien³ (1992)
Alien: Resurrection (1997)
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004)
Back to the Future (1985)
Back to the Future Part II (1989)
Back to the Future Part III (1990)
Blade Runner (1982)
Bourne Identity, The (2002)
Bourne Supremacy, The (2004)
Bourne Ultimatum, The (2007)
Commando (1985)
Die Hard (1988)
Die Hard 2 (1990)
Die Hard 4.0 (2007)
Die Hard: With a Vengeance (1995)
Dictator, The (2012)
Eraser (1996)
Exorcist, The (1973)
Fifth Element, The (1997)
Flightplan (2005)
Fly, The (1986)
Fugitive, The (1993)
Goldeneye (1995)
Great Escape, The (1963)
Great Gatsby, The (2013)
Hot Shots! (1991)
Hot Shots! Part Deux (1993)
Ice Age (2002)
Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs (2009)
Ice Age: The Meltdown (2006)
Independence Day (1996)
Interstella 5555 (2003)
Kentucky Fried Movie, The (1977)
Kiss of the Dragon (2001)
Lion King, The (1994)
Love Actually (2003)
Mating Habits of the Earthbound Human, The (1999)
Matrix, The (1999)
Matrix Reloaded, The (2003)
Matrix Revolutions (2003)
Moonraker (1979)
Not Another Teen Movie (2001)
Resident Evil (2002)
Resident Evil: Afterlife (2010)
Resident Evil: Apocalypse (2004)
Resident Evil: Extinction (2007)
Resident Evil: Retribution (2012)
Ring, The (2002)
Robin Hood: Men in Tights (1993)
Robocop (1987)
Rock, The (1996)
Running Man, The (1987)
Shawshank Redemption, The (1994)
Silent Hill (2006)
Spaceballs (1987)
Speed (1994)
Terminator, The (1984)
Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)
That Thing You Do! (1996)
Titanic (1997)
Tomorrow Never Dies (1997)
Total Recall (1990)
Uninvited, The (2009)
Usual Suspects, The (1995)
Wake Up, Ron Burgundy: The Lost Movie (2004)
Whole Nine Yards, The (2000)
Whole Ten Yards, The (2004)
Wreck-It Ralph (2012)
And a few notes.
Wake Up, Ron Burgundy: The Lost Movie (2004) might be hard to find, since it is not really a separate film, it is only included on special editions of Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004). The film had so much extra footage that it was enough for an alternate film. However, it shares no scenes with the main film. If you do not like the main film, you will likely not like the alternate either.
Die Hard 4.0 is what the film is released as in many regions. When the film was released, many people complained that it is not a true Die Hard sequel. Then, when A Good Day to Die Hard (2013) came out, people said tha compared to this, Die Hard 4.0 was very good. I liked Die Hard 4.0 from the start, and there is a reason I did not include the fifth one.
It is ironic that the expert consulted for Ice Age for accuracy was willing to allow some factual errors that could theoretically be possible, as long as the film does not want to show dinosaurs in the ice age. And then there were dinosaurs in the third one. I did not include the fourth one, because while it's fun, it does not feel connected enough. The fifth Ice Age, which is coming this summer, goes outer space, meaning they are going even further away from the first one's attempt to be accurate.
The Lion King sequels are usually not spoken of. I also left them out, because while they were fun, they are not on the same level as the original.
The Bourne Legacy (2012) was not as good as previous films, also, ruined elements of the story, basically claiming that Jason Bourne is not highly intelligent and well trained, he takes steroids. Having not read the books, I know that Robert Ludlum only wrote the first three books, others were written by someone else, which could be the reason of changing of styles.
While I recommend to see all James Bond movies, I seem to enjoy the mentioned ones the most.
Airplane! (1980)
Airplane II: The Sequel (1982)
Alien (1979)
Aliens (1986)
Alien³ (1992)
Alien: Resurrection (1997)
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004)
Back to the Future (1985)
Back to the Future Part II (1989)
Back to the Future Part III (1990)
Blade Runner (1982)
Bourne Identity, The (2002)
Bourne Supremacy, The (2004)
Bourne Ultimatum, The (2007)
Commando (1985)
Die Hard (1988)
Die Hard 2 (1990)
Die Hard 4.0 (2007)
Die Hard: With a Vengeance (1995)
Dictator, The (2012)
Eraser (1996)
Exorcist, The (1973)
Fifth Element, The (1997)
Flightplan (2005)
Fly, The (1986)
Fugitive, The (1993)
Goldeneye (1995)
Great Escape, The (1963)
Great Gatsby, The (2013)
Hot Shots! (1991)
Hot Shots! Part Deux (1993)
Ice Age (2002)
Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs (2009)
Ice Age: The Meltdown (2006)
Independence Day (1996)
Interstella 5555 (2003)
Kentucky Fried Movie, The (1977)
Kiss of the Dragon (2001)
Lion King, The (1994)
Love Actually (2003)
Mating Habits of the Earthbound Human, The (1999)
Matrix, The (1999)
Matrix Reloaded, The (2003)
Matrix Revolutions (2003)
Moonraker (1979)
Not Another Teen Movie (2001)
Resident Evil (2002)
Resident Evil: Afterlife (2010)
Resident Evil: Apocalypse (2004)
Resident Evil: Extinction (2007)
Resident Evil: Retribution (2012)
Ring, The (2002)
Robin Hood: Men in Tights (1993)
Robocop (1987)
Rock, The (1996)
Running Man, The (1987)
Shawshank Redemption, The (1994)
Silent Hill (2006)
Spaceballs (1987)
Speed (1994)
Terminator, The (1984)
Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)
That Thing You Do! (1996)
Titanic (1997)
Tomorrow Never Dies (1997)
Total Recall (1990)
Uninvited, The (2009)
Usual Suspects, The (1995)
Wake Up, Ron Burgundy: The Lost Movie (2004)
Whole Nine Yards, The (2000)
Whole Ten Yards, The (2004)
Wreck-It Ralph (2012)
And a few notes.
Wake Up, Ron Burgundy: The Lost Movie (2004) might be hard to find, since it is not really a separate film, it is only included on special editions of Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004). The film had so much extra footage that it was enough for an alternate film. However, it shares no scenes with the main film. If you do not like the main film, you will likely not like the alternate either.
Die Hard 4.0 is what the film is released as in many regions. When the film was released, many people complained that it is not a true Die Hard sequel. Then, when A Good Day to Die Hard (2013) came out, people said tha compared to this, Die Hard 4.0 was very good. I liked Die Hard 4.0 from the start, and there is a reason I did not include the fifth one.
It is ironic that the expert consulted for Ice Age for accuracy was willing to allow some factual errors that could theoretically be possible, as long as the film does not want to show dinosaurs in the ice age. And then there were dinosaurs in the third one. I did not include the fourth one, because while it's fun, it does not feel connected enough. The fifth Ice Age, which is coming this summer, goes outer space, meaning they are going even further away from the first one's attempt to be accurate.
The Lion King sequels are usually not spoken of. I also left them out, because while they were fun, they are not on the same level as the original.
The Bourne Legacy (2012) was not as good as previous films, also, ruined elements of the story, basically claiming that Jason Bourne is not highly intelligent and well trained, he takes steroids. Having not read the books, I know that Robert Ludlum only wrote the first three books, others were written by someone else, which could be the reason of changing of styles.
While I recommend to see all James Bond movies, I seem to enjoy the mentioned ones the most.
Friday, 21 August 2015
I can't help falling in love with you
People who do not believe in falling love over the Internet act like this is something new. Yes, the medium is new, but falling love over writings is likely as old as writing itself.
People exchanged love letters way before the Internet, even before motorised vehicles, which meant waiting for a reply for weeks. And then there is also falling in love with a book character, whom the reader should know is not even real.
The rejection of the idea to fall in love over the Internet can also be caused by there being so many people with malicious intent. This phenomenon was, by logic, not so spread in before time, but, although I have not researched this, it's only logical that there were letters written to woo a rich person to marry them to gain a higher financial status.
Love letters in paper form are not dead. There are incidents today where a person falls in love with someone writing from prison, and in case of marriage, the inmate gets an early release from prison, only to resort to life of crime once again. And then their spouse realises it was the intention all along.
I have experienced malicious persons who, when they confess, tell me that I am stupid for believing, it is my fault. No, it is not. A person who gets robbed is not to blame, unless the break in was direct fault of carelessness by the owner.
Is falling in love over the Internet really that different from falling in love in real life? You will not get to touch one another, see their body language, feel the closeness, go out on dates. Sure, for some, sex is the only thing in a relationship, there is absolutely no interest in partner's feelings and thoughts. Some marriages are like that, regardless on having fallen in love in real life.
There are people only looking to get laid in real life, too. Falling in love, however, includes getting to know another person, offering support, sharing joy. Often times it could even be more effective, as you don't feel the pressure of having to be engaged in some activity.
It is possible to know a person more from a week chatting on the Internet than going out with them for six months. Six months seem too far stretched, but, how deep do you get to know a person when you go for dates in the cinema and at the amusement parks?
People exchanged love letters way before the Internet, even before motorised vehicles, which meant waiting for a reply for weeks. And then there is also falling in love with a book character, whom the reader should know is not even real.
The rejection of the idea to fall in love over the Internet can also be caused by there being so many people with malicious intent. This phenomenon was, by logic, not so spread in before time, but, although I have not researched this, it's only logical that there were letters written to woo a rich person to marry them to gain a higher financial status.
Love letters in paper form are not dead. There are incidents today where a person falls in love with someone writing from prison, and in case of marriage, the inmate gets an early release from prison, only to resort to life of crime once again. And then their spouse realises it was the intention all along.
I have experienced malicious persons who, when they confess, tell me that I am stupid for believing, it is my fault. No, it is not. A person who gets robbed is not to blame, unless the break in was direct fault of carelessness by the owner.
Is falling in love over the Internet really that different from falling in love in real life? You will not get to touch one another, see their body language, feel the closeness, go out on dates. Sure, for some, sex is the only thing in a relationship, there is absolutely no interest in partner's feelings and thoughts. Some marriages are like that, regardless on having fallen in love in real life.
There are people only looking to get laid in real life, too. Falling in love, however, includes getting to know another person, offering support, sharing joy. Often times it could even be more effective, as you don't feel the pressure of having to be engaged in some activity.
It is possible to know a person more from a week chatting on the Internet than going out with them for six months. Six months seem too far stretched, but, how deep do you get to know a person when you go for dates in the cinema and at the amusement parks?
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