Prospects of Neet-Life

I am a neet again. Well, actually, since today’s a Saturday I’ll be a neet on Monday since I don’t have a job, internship or not, to go to, and nobody works on weekends anyway. But I already feel like a neet (it never left my body) again. And it’s great. I only drove to Aldi today, the rest was spent on the computer, and in the shower because I have to do that, I couldn’t go completely filthy, I wouldn’t be able to stand myself.

I mentioned WarGames (1983) recently and I am writing on a post about that, but it’s taking me longer than I thought it would because I love it very much so you’ll have to wait on that.

But other movies I’ll watch in future and maybe will write about if I feel like it that are thematically related to WarGames are: (in no particular order)
– Hackers (1995)
– The Net (1995)
– Track Down / Takedown (2000)[Why multiple English titles?]
– Sneakers (1992)

I’ll also probably rewatch Antitrust aka Conspiracy.com aka Startup (2001) although I distintively remember me not liking that one. But I don’t remember why so a rewatch is needed to refresh my memories.

My cold has almost left me, I feel, so I will be able to go to the gym on all planned days next week, and that will be good. I hope I’ll stick to the schedule after not being able to do it twice. Frickin’ sneezing and lying in bed, eff you.

I don’t remember if I mentioned this, but Kevin Mitnick’s book “Ghost in the Wires” is really good and funny. I won’t write about that though. I’ll just recommend it. Go buy the man’s book, he spend five years in jail until he could write it.

Daniel James is a motherfucking genius

In yesterday’s post (Link) I was angry about having to use a white WordPress dashboard. Well, Daniel James has a solution for my problem. It’s called “Dark Mode” and is a dark-themed mode for the WordPress admin dashboard. It can be either set to always be on, or it can be run at specific times, most likely at night. (I’m using it all time because white is cancer.)

10/10 best WordPress plugin, Link is here.

Quickie to fulfill my schedule

1. WordPress has too much white on the dashboard screen. I need a dashboard dark theme. This is killing my eyes.

2. I’m not good enough yet to get a silver dick trophy in HCS with just three girls. I barely made 5k fans, that’s a long way from 25k.

3. I hate that I have been forced into this schedule. This is what happens when you force schedules onto people.

4. If someone wants to send me some or all of David Lightman’s gear in WarGames, feel free to email me.

5. Joshua is a nice name.

6. I hope I will dream about WarGames tonight. Maybe I’ll take another Aspirin, that seemed to do the trick yesterday.

Knights


I had a little wooden sword and shield when I was 8. I used them to pretend I was a knight.

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.

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.

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.)

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.