Bojacob's DenBloghttp://www.bojacob.net/blog/2009-01-03T09:36:11ZSquarespaceSummary of My Trip to Malaysia (In Pictures)HumorTravelGeeknessGadgetshttp://www.bojacob.net/blog/2009/1/3/summary-of-my-trip-to-malaysia-in-pictures.htmlBojacob2009-01-03T09:35:21Z2009-01-03T09:35:21ZOk, here we go!

day 1:  Investigation and Price Check

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IMG_0280 

I'm in control of everything.
I'm a smart buyer.
Prices cannot be higher than Amazon.com

 

day 3:  Calculated Purchasing

]]>Enter 2009http://www.bojacob.net/blog/2009/1/1/enter-2009.htmlBojacob2009-01-01T07:03:09Z2009-01-01T07:03:09Z[Inside a dark cavern, echoes of eerie voices]

2008:  Hey hey, look, I have a joke

Me:  2008, I'm really sick of you and your jokes.

2008:  Listen, listen!  What's the difference between 2007 and 2008?

2007:  Huh?

Me:  I don't know, what's the difference between 2007 and 2008?

2008:  A YEAR!  AHAHAHA lololoilolo

Me:  I hate you so much...

2007:  That was actually funny lol.

Me:  peas in a pod, so it follows that I hate you too.

2009:  Listen, you can't really blame 2008 for anything.

Me:  And why not?  He brought little good.  I mean, look at him.

2008:  Hey hey, what's the difference between 2007 and 2009?!

]]>Mass Suicide of Zunes?http://www.bojacob.net/blog/2008/12/31/mass-suicide-of-zunes.htmlBojacob2008-12-31T18:09:09Z2008-12-31T18:09:09Zzune-tattoo

Um, whoa.

Apparently, the 30gb Zunes turned into bricks at midnight last night.  How in the blue hell could something like that happen?

My god, I feel so sorry for Microsoft right now.  I cannot even visualize the code that could allow this to happen.

if (currentDate > macWorldDate-6 ) {

stopWorking();

} 

 

That still can't be right...

eesh, my sympathies I guess.

 

]]>Getting close to 30 kinda sucksMumblingsDillemasFluhttp://www.bojacob.net/blog/2008/12/29/getting-close-to-30-kinda-sucks.htmlBojacob2008-12-29T19:36:47Z2008-12-29T19:36:47ZTo my great misfortune, my age counter went up by one today.  As soon as the clock hit 12am, I automatically felt like I needed a hip replacement and a bedpan.  Twenty-freakin-eight.  Just... yay.

To those of you who actually remembered, thank you.  It means a lot :) 

To those of you who had Facebook remind you, well, thank you too :)  Still means a lot! 

To those of you who friggin timed the greeting card to be sent today (from like last year), thanks as well :)

To those of you who forgot entirely, thanks!  Last thing I need is a reminder right now.

To mom, thanks for the donut!

Of course, I got the celebratory influenza.  It was so thoughtful as to bless me with its sickness on this very day (from like a whole year of flu-freeness.)  Thus I spent the day in bed watching Ga Rei Zero (which was pretty good, gotta admit.)

As for the birthday gifts I've received?  Well, I got only one, from a friend that understands me quite well.

 

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You, my friend, are a magnificent bastard.  :)  Time to get drunk!

Now what other celebration is on the list?  I kinda lost track...

]]>International Clinic: The MusicalHumorStoriesStuffMusichttp://www.bojacob.net/blog/2008/12/26/international-clinic-the-musical.htmlBojacob2008-12-26T10:46:39Z2008-12-26T10:46:39Z*tap tap*

Dum de-dum de-dum de-dum de-dum de-dum de-dum de-dum

We walked around the Avenues
Lookin' around for a bunch of shoes
'till he finally broke the news
Of great International Cliniiiiiiic

I explained my hate for needles
He said he hated the Beatles
But in his senseless drivels
He said "International Cliniiiiiiic"

He tells me of this new syri

]]>Let Me SLEEP!!HumorMumblingsStoriesStuffDillemashttp://www.bojacob.net/blog/2008/12/16/let-me-sleep.htmlBojacob2008-12-16T20:31:00Z2008-12-16T20:31:00ZLovely, non-discussable dream.

Alarm Clock: BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Lazy arm reaching forward and hitting SNOOZE button on top.

Alarm Clock: tick, tock, tick, tock

Wrap covers and begins disliking work

5 minutes pass

Alarm Clock: BRRIIIIIIIIIII-

Reflex hit of SNOOZE button

Alarm Clock: tick, tock, tick, tock

Groan and close eyes

5 minutes pass

Alarm Clock: BRIIIIIIIIIII…….

Hand quickly goes to hit SNOOZE button, but Alarm Clock goes quiet on its own.

Alarm Clock: …..tick, tock

Confused, but retracts arm.

Alarm Clock: BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…..

Reflex attack of SNOOZE button, but again, Alarm Clock goes quiet before hitting button.

Alarm Clock:  …….tick, tick..

“wtf?” appears over head.

Alarm Clock:  tock, tick……….

Hand still hovers over SNOOZE button.

Alarm Clock: …tick………BRII-

Hand smashes SNOOZE button.

Alarm Clock: ……..tick, tock, tick

Goes back to bed, smiles, and blames China for possessed alarm clocks.

Wonders what dream was about.

Alarm Clock: tick, tock……..bbrrrrrr…..brrrrr

Palm smacks forehead

Alarm Clock: brrrrrrrrr….brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr……..tick, tock

Alarm Clock went quiet. Hand ready to smack SNOOZE button hard.

Alarm Clock: ……tock..

Eerie silence. World slows.

Alarm Clock: ……tick………

Tick echoes

Alarm Clock: …..............…tock..

Tumbleweed rolls.

Alarm clock: BRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-

SMASH SNOOZE BUTTON!!

Alarm Clock: ..BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-

SMASH SNOOZE BUTTON HARDER!!

Alarm Clock: .....BBRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-

SMASH SMASH SMASH SMASH CURSE CURSE!!! Alarm Clock falls violently on floor.

Alarm Clock: ding.. ring ..

Realizes with horror the Alarm Clock is out of reach!

Alarm Clock: ring … rriiiiing ..

Don't you dare!

Alarm Clock: … RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGNNYAAAANYAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

Gets out of bed and kicks the living daylights out of Alarm Clock

Alarm Clock: RRIRRIGNIAAAAAAAAAIGIGIGIGIGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGIGINGGG

Kicks the piece of crap against the wall.

Alarm Clock: ..dung …

Now wide awake. Takes another look at Alarm Clock

Alarm Clock: ………….

Jumps back in bed with throbbing pain in foot.

Alarm Clock: ………….

Just doesn’t want to go to work today. Closes eyes. Remembers dream.

Maid: *knocks on door* Babaaaaaa?

Fists clench

Maid: I make your rooooom. It’s seben portyyyyyyy!

High pitched complaining

Maid: I … make room later then.

Ferverent agreement.

Maid: oki dokii

Determines he’s going to sleep if it kills him.

iPhone SMS: DIIING.

Wants to jump out of window now.

Alarm Clock: ……..tick, tock, tick..

Constant worry about SMS sender

Gets up and checks SMS.

SMS from G: Hi can you call me when u wake up thanks

Pure.  Hatred.

Alarm Clock: … tick, rrrrrr..rrrrr

Eyes Alarm Clock in disbelief!

Maid: *knock knock*

Alarm Clock: …BRRRRRIIIIANAIIIIIINNNNNG

Maid: BABAAA! YOUR MAMA SAY WAKE UP WORK!

iPhone: DIIIINGGG!!!

Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaa#@$@#$@#

Goes to work :(

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