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I can’t escape printers.

So today. Today was a special day, wasn’t it. I had been free of carrying printers, cleaning printers, vacuuming printers, dusting off printers and fixing printers for almost three weeks. So what happened today? Well, someone at my current internship had me and another dude deliver 21, yes, you read that right the first time, Twenty-One printers to an educational institution I won’t name since it could probably be used by you haxxors to pinpoint my location, and at said location of said educational institution we had to carry them printers up three flights of stairs, unpack them, put them up, connect them to whoever’s working in the office computer and leave as little dirt in the room as possible, cleaning up behind us.

We had to carry them because the building didn’t have a lift. I don’t know what one of those fuckers weighed but it was too much to do 21 times in a row. It’s good though because instead of using the printers as long as they last, the institution gets new ones every two years as part of a contract with this company (I’m doing the internship for).

So if I end up working there I’ll have to do the same shit like today in two years time. Unless some other poor bastard has come along until then. Fucking Christ.

In more happier news, we were supposed to continue this tomorrow (since we ran into problems today and couldn’t finish) but I’m planned to go to a conference and support two colleagues at the company’s booth, so I won’t have to carry effin’ printers tomorrow. And I’ll be able to sleep longer since I only have to meet up with my collegues at 8am.

That’s still a shitty time to start workin, in my opinion, but it’s better than 7:30am.

I also got my silver dick trophy in HunieCam Studio just now for getting 11k fans until day 21 (here, 21 is kind of a good number, unlike above). I also got the bronze dick trophy automatically at 5k fans. Next up (hopefully next game) will be gold dick (25k), platinum dick (50k) and diamond dick (100k). I have no idea how I should get 100k fans, but I’m up for the challenge.

Just one anime picture today. Firefox won’t load other tabs cause I abused it too much and I had this one still saved in a draft post.

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HunieCam Studio: A Great Game for Great People (like me!)

HunieCam Studio is a spin-off game to HuniePop, the amazing visual novel I haven’t played yet but will soon once my neet status is freed again from the tyranny of internship employment. Today, though, I will talk (or rather write) about HunieCam, because I’ve been playing it practically nonstop since yesterday.

(I haven’t actually played it nonstop, I had to sleep and go to the aformentioned internship, but I’ve been playing it in my head and scheming how to best manage my very own cam studio company.)

So in my first try I played with the tutorial on, and got way to greedy way to early. As early as day 5 I had four girls, one costing me $32/hour (HOUR?!), and that let to a spiral of me trying to keep up with the daily payments to the girls. As you can probably tell, I was unsuccessful, and the game shoved it in my face by telling me they made it basically impossible to lose.

So that led to me scheming while sleeping, driving to work, sitting at work, eating lunch at work, training in the gym, until I could finally return home and cook myself dinner, still scheming how I would go about it in my second game.

Then, it happened. I started the game, opened a new save file, closed the tutorial, and
it
was
on.

At first I thought I was pretty good. I wasn’t immediately going bankrupt, and I kept it slow with the hiring of new girls. But I quickly (at day 6 or 7) realized that, while technically being good I was to slow now, and would never unlock all 8 slots until day 21. I continued with my two favorite girls, Tiffany and Nikki, until day 10, and then I changed my strategy. I employed more girls (cheap girls, I kept it below $8/hour) and sent them all camming so I could earn more cash so I could then upgrade more things.

At day 16 I noticed I hadn’t bought ads yet, which is a really basic mistake. And in this whole game, I only bought one. I didn’t really have the time for more. Micromanagement is stressful. For the girls and for me. Especially for me if the game tells me at day 20 that I only have two days left! Like I didn’t know that! Like I didn’t notice that I was fucked!

But at least I finished it without losing my job as manager of 7 cute anime girls. In the end I panicked and, wanting to earn as much cash as possible, sent half my girls to the sleezy motel to serve as escorts. Without condoms. Unsurprisingly, all of the returned with STDs. None of them had AIDS, thankfully, but still very bad.

Then the game ended, and my cute boss/narrator told me I was shit, and asked me if I left the game on and left the room. I didn’t get a dick trophy, I had just over 800 fans.

But I have learned much from this loss, and my next game will be better, and the one after that even more so, until I get the perfect score of the Diamond dick trophy!

It will be glorious.

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Going with the flow | Christian Bale | I will never part with my figures, they’re my precious

I think I’ve given up trying to change anything. Instead I’ll just let things happen to me. And if nothing comes up, I’ll just do nothing. That is a very easy lifestyle.

Christian Bale is a god among humans, animals, everything, and he should be treated as such.

Also, he’s best live-action Batman. And best live-action Bruce Wayne. And I think I fell in love with Pat Bateman.

I wish I could do the beauty regiment Pat does. Or be in shape as Pat is. Or be close to Pat.

I hate changes, but I love spontaneity. I hate going somewhere without knowing where I’ll sleep, but point me to a cumpster dumpster motel that always has free rooms because the bugs took over and I’ll go anywhere.
In the past I loved just visiting random friends on a whim and kill time like that. I can’t do that anymore.

I started another spreadsheet about my figure collection yesterday night (actually today, early Sunday, but whatever) and I finally realized that I’ll never sell them because they’re way to precious and comforting to me.

The reason why there’s only one cute picture in today’s post is because someone called me out on it, and while I don’t bow to anyone, I wanted to try if this makes any kind of sense. (I think it does not. I think it’s stupid, and my idea was brilliant.)

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Pride

…comes before the fall.
…doesn’t deserve dumbing down.
…is considered a sin by the Catholic church.
I thought it had its own .tld but I appear to be wrong about that.

I am not really proud of anything I’ve done. This is because I haven’t achieved anything that would or should be notable. While I realize that I’m only 23 and not everyone is supposed to be a fucking genius at 23 I can’t help but feel indifferent towards myself, or to see myself as a constant failure that isn’t allowed to crash because stupid dumb parents still apparently care about me.

Why do I have to drive more than 20 kilometers to find a store that sels DrPepper? That is injustice at highest peak right there. I’ve had two cans of this sugary delicious treat and I’d give up coke (the drink, not the plant or product derived from the plant) in a millisecond if I could buy DP as easily as I can find coke. (If someone wants to mail me real coke (the plant, not the drink, feel free to email me and I’ll happily give you my address.)

I like putting my rambling between cute anime girls. It fits to the weeaboo/anime persona I’ve build around myself, and I will continue building it. Until no ladder can be used to overcome it. Maybe a rope.

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Post-Benis Culture, Anime, Metaverse and Pizza

First things first
I have nothing against penis haters. My dick is gross and stupid and grows hard at the most shitty times possible. I wish I could savely cut it off but I haven’t found a tutorial online that I trust. (Send me an email if you know more than me.) I also hate my primal urges to masturbate because cum is one of the weirdest, unpleasant substances on earth. I hate to touch it, and I even more hate the FACT that I am unable to stop doing it. I mean, it’s possible to nofap for a week, or two, or maybe even a month (I haven’t made it to a month yet, but I’ll post about it once I do), so I’m not addicted to it, or to porn. But the urge is still there and I’d like it to stop.

Second things after the gooey-awkward stuff
I haven’t watched new anime in almost 2 years. I’m certain of this. Or at least very sure. Someone please recommend good series that started airing this year or aired last year. I like moeshit. I should watch that anime about high-school girls in an orchestra playing trumpet and euphonium. This has been on my list for at least two years. Or however long ago it aired.
Amazingly I’m still “the dude that likes anime” in my group of friends despite them watching more recent anime than I have. Labels stick, and suck while being great. I fully embrace it. No one will ever get me to not use anime avatars despite the stigma they bring with them. And anyone that says I used non-anime avatars once shall be imprisoned or executed once my imaginary army takes control of this meek little planet.

Third degree burns can’t possibly be that bad, says guy-posting-in-his-underwear on plebbit
the Metaverse is ReaL Time is an alLUSion don’T go outsIde toDaY or THE moon will bURN you

Pizza is the best healthy food in the world, declares Domino
young man dies of cholesterine overdose, family indifferent, says he “just was too fat”
I like food that I don’t have to prepare. I like food that has a human slave that brings it to my door. Pizza is a great real healthy food replacement for lazy people. Like me. Thank JIM STERLING for pizza.
I sometimes try myself at new things. New recipes. It always goes bad. A while ago I tried slow-cooking pork. Ten minutes preparation, eight hours in the oven. 20 minutes of disappointment. It wasn’t as good as the YouTube tutorial I got the recipe from made it sound. Although it also didn’t look the same, so I don’t blame them. I only blame myself. For trying. To be good.
Lofi HipHop YouTube streams are actually a great meme. I didn’t think that until today but I’m intoxicated right now and it still is great background music so it gets my non-important stamp of approval. Keep at it, people that run those streams and people that make this music.

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Today I Sketched

I don’t know if that’s the right word, but today I sketched out my dream apartment (the rooms arrangement and everything). I didn’t accomplish much else today, so this is what I’m writing about.

Actually, now that I drew it again using a pencil and a ruler to make it look like I tried at least a little bit I realize I actually just decided how big I want the rooms to be and how I want them arranged.

But that’s good enough for me.

The bedroom: this is the biggest one because both my bed and my desk have to fit into it
The kitchen: I only need a rudimentary kitchen. this is bigger than my current one, though
The bathroom/storage: originally the bathroom was supposed to be as big as the kitchen but as I was re-doing it with pencil I realized doing it like this would be better for the storage room, since 2×2 is nicer than 1×4
The hallway: nothing to say about it really, other than that it connects all other rooms

maybe I’ll try and build this in 3D if I feel like it

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TV

Think less,
Verify nothing.

There once was a boy.
He was a little bit weird.
Broke and lonely too.
~schmelle, 2018

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Mobile Posting like a QT

I am doing something that years ago wasn’t possible and nowadays is considered boring and lame.

I wrote this post on my phone. It’s not as bad as it sounds. First I had to log into my web keepass interface and copy the password (who am I that I should remember passwords?) for WordPress, then I had to go to my blog and find the “Login” link and finally I am writing wrote this post.

Luckily WordPress is pretty user-friendly, otherwise I don’t think I’d be doing this right now.

Did I mention already that I like Zettai Ryōiki?

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End of #Neet-Life: Part 5 – Beloved Memories of Printers Passed

It’s over.

You have no idea how relieved I am I can finally write these two simple words.

Not that it was too hard. I wasn’t really challenged any of the previous five days vacuuming in and around printers, using spiritus to clean them (and occasionally sniff on it) and collect all the paper my colleague used up and/or filled out and carry it around. This is another thing I did all the time. Carrying heavy equipment and saving my colleague time, pain, patience, money and nerves.

Looking back my initial feeling of “I don’t want to do this” was absolutely justified. I didn’t come around to love printers. I got to enjoy the time spent with my (now former) colleagues, they were a crazy and funny bunch of guys, but I didn’t enjoy any of the juicy work bits. Which my colleague pointed out may have been due to the fact that we mostly took quick repair jobs, and that there weren’t any opportunities to dig into a device for six hours to find the one little moving part that’s causing the problem. Which sounds awesome to me, to be honest, but this week at least it couldn’t have been really good because I wouldn’t have been the one to do the digging. And considering I know jack shit about industrially used printers I wouldn’t have been the one digging deep into the insides of dirty, perverted printers for at least a couple of months.

So I said goodbye to all the lovely people at the company, most of them in person, even. (Not the boss, though, he wasn’t present when I left. Even though he said to me in a phone call that he wanted to talk to me before I left. (…) Look, I don’t know.) Then I drove to McDonalds, ate a huge meal consisting of 20 Chicken McNuggets, a big bag of fries and a large coke. And after that I went to the gym. That had no relation to McDonalds, however.

Next week will be pretty easy going, I only have on appointment one Wednesday because my new car needs fixing again, but other than that I’m free as a bird.

See you soon, I guess.!

PS: Yes, I know this should have come out sooner, but I needed my time to write something that’s not utter and complete bullshit, so please bear with me on this one.