I’ve been playing a lot of Maple Story lately and even though I’ve only logged in a little more than a week, I find that I need to bust out the n00b translator at the turn of every corner. Not that n00b speak isn’t prevalent in other games, because it is, but Maple Story seems especially bad. That could just be me, since it’s the only game I’ve been playing this past week, but anyways…:

Examples:
1. Gib mesarz noa plox

Translation: Dear Sir/Ma’am, but could you please spare a bit of money to get my character going?

2. Trn mi nao plix

Translation: Would you enjoy a party event in which we were to share meso drops and a small portion of experience?

3. WFT U R teh Nubb

Translation: Dear me, you are doing something that is strange. Would you like a tutorial in how to play Maple Story?

Bonus!
4. i r am greetest, nao i leeb 4 no raisin

Translation: My apologies, I am handicapped. Apart from my obvious deficiencies, such as spelling and grammar, I also make outrageous claims of being “great”. To make amends I will now banish myself from your presence, oh exalted one!

QotD:
If pizza were emo, then it would cut itself and workers would have no jobs.

Yeah…

Happy Indian¹ killing day, or was that Turkey Holocaust day… or how about simply Thanksgiving day massacre?

Originally I had typed a ghastly piece about Thanksgiving seething with satire and stuffed with realism, but thanks to fate and Xanga, it’s now lost forever. Oh well, perhaps one day I can summon enough effort to recollect the macabre element. Anyways, since I don’t have a long winded, overly drawn out and needlessly boring entry, here’s a cartoon I found that “represents my thoughts.”

Very unrelated, but equally fucked up:
http://www.voanews.com/english/2005-11-24-voa31.cfm

¹ Native Americans

Rather than create an entirely new entry or rehash one, I decided to just bump the original since nothing’s really changed… except for the fact that I had even less sleep last night (hour and a half to two hours). I think a full night of sleep is in order since I had brain cramps/hiccups/i-am-retarded the whole day. I dislike sleep…

Also, long story short, I got red chilli powder in my eyes… that shit was fucking painful. My eyes are bloodshot and I’m tearing up for no reason. Well, at least now I can imagine how pepper spray disables motherfuckers because prior to running it under cold water, I was blind as fuck on the floor.

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I guess I didn’t get much sleeping done tonight. I don’t know why… but I’m feeling a combination of nervousness and anxiety. Anyways, onto the real news!

5th Annual Eric Wong Thanksgiving Alumni Classic

(I never formally named the last four and even though this is a recent tradition, only on its fifth year, it is a tradition nonetheless.)
It’s that time of year again. The 5th annual Wong Thanksgiving Alumni Classic will be held this Thursday, November 24th at an undisclosed location near my parent’s place, bring your A game and leave your shit talking at home cause we playing for real now. Feel free to bring your bib… because it’s going to get messy.

Place: Eh, we’ll decide when we meet up.
Time: 11 am, The 24th of November, Thursday, Thankgiving
Why: Because I seriously doubt any one of us will be cooking dinner.

Anyway, it’s a tradition. Hoop it up in the morning, then grub it up in the afternoon.

Also check out this Gmail Bug thats been published.

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Could someone please tell me how I got my license, honestly… I just shouldn’t be on the road. I didn’t get much accomplished today. Had to go to court this morning(dedham), which is nothing new and then met someone for lunch in Allston before heading back.

Must remember to:
- Slow the fuck down; speed + aluminum = baaaad.
- Obey street signs and traffic lights.
- Not drive… at all.
- Pay fines.

Random thoughts.
- Happiness is often not correlated with our external circumstances.
- For so many of us, our greatest fear is to be abandoned. To abandon a child is to let the child die. Our fear for being alone is so intense that we would rather be lied to than to admit the truth. Our fear for being alone is so profound that we would rather be mistreated than to admit to ourselves perhaps those we love are far from perfect.
- While moving stuff, I ended up with a rather nasty dual two inch gash below my right bicep (one right below another)… it’s healing quite nicely but it stings in the shower.
- I just farted.

Mike: Life sucks, the glass is half empty…
Eric: Nope, it’s just a glass that’s twice as big as it needs to be.
Mike: Wow, that’s perceptive. I was half expecting something fucked up!
Eric: Well, I didn’t say what the glass was filled with…

I’ve been slacking lately, but rather than make an entry about that – I think I’ll leave you guys with pictures instead. Click on images to enlarge.

The counter-terrorist who brought balance to the force

Someone explain why he kept those capsules hidden away…

Reminder – When prices increase, do not tell people that a) It is the law of supply and demand, YOU FUCKING MORON! b) Welcome to the ‘Capitalist system’, comrade c) Have you ever enrolled in macro and micro economics? oh… no reason.

Is it natural to dislike both my older and younger brother? My younger brother, despite his betrayal, is making a strong effort to reform. My older sibling on the other hand is content mooching off me – which is really starting to try my patience. I can help defend him, give him shelter, feed him, etc. but this is utter bullshit. Somebody please try to explain to me what the fuck is going on! It’s no wonder I prefer to be alone.

Robots taking over my job, that’s a wonderful thing why not…

Freaking hot – click on image to enlarge

Blog apathy…

ain’t it a bitch.

My second vacation in less than a month. The possibilities are approximately limitless, and I think you’ll be forced to agree, its milkshake is indeed better than yours. I’m glad we straightened that out, now it’s as clear and heavy as a crystal sledgehammer, unlike your refurbished hemmorhoidal cremes and quick fix diets for burning years of deserved fat. The time is once again upon us, same with the flaw in my scheme, using small low-grade fonts threatening to expose my reader’s relative blindness… or at least strain their eyesight. For the ruse of success, you need to have a platinum game on an aluminum budget. No, save the conventional ooh’s and ah’s for your ain’t no holler back girl, because this will elicit tears of pure joy. With that said…

Check out this picture.
Click here for the originial unedited photo.

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* last edited 11.11.05 @ 1.00p

A person without priorities is lecturing the person with them. How annoying.

Oh, and Google at freaking 390.4 a share… insane.

Left my place at midnight and went into the office, even though we had like a mini-session at the crib, I couldn’t concentrate. Came back home late as fuck, tired and fubar’d. However, onto another note – Hey -Dustomagic- what’s with the deleted comment , you should just disable comments instead next time  

Lost a basketball game the other day. I was feeling it during the shootaround and knocked down a bunch of jumpers, but once we got into the game, my shots just weren’t falling. I also had trouble with the timing on the pick and rolls. I did a good job with sticking to my man, limiting him to just two field goal attempts but didn’t do very well on help defense.

Hope everyone enjoyed the holy month of Ramadan. We’re approaching the end of the year, I got some high hopes for next year – getting ready to put things in the cobra clutch real quick. Step up and maintain, shift from the Washington’s to the Grants. I gotta hold my own, get creative and get more of the prize and break the chains. I’m just trying to do my own thing, go out meet people and politic – get accomplished and build an empire… or close a chapter. We’re all in it for the quiet money, have knowledge of self and know where we come from and in a minute, we’re getting ready to get in the ballgame and hit a couple of homers.

Some people ride the bandwagon and that’s just the path that they chose. I personally like to go against the grain but not everyone is built like me. So they go with the grain and obtain what they need to obtain to stay above water. I’m a survivor, I go against the grain and rebel. At the end of the day, when you stay down, you’ve got to come up, so I will prevail because I’m staying true to what I do.

Business is business. Some break out, and some fold, some don’t meet their quota – if you put your all into it, let the chips fall where they may. Just chill, take it easy, relax… another day above ground is a good day. I’m not a role model, I just stay true to myself, do what I need to do and I’m still down. I’m still maintaining and while everyone goes this route, or that route, I stayed in the same lane.

These days I’m hardly working but still working hard.

I’ve been brainstorming, researching and reading for the past couple of weeks and have laid the groundwork for a small business on the side. In the first couple of days, I generated $860 in sales. After the all the costs, overhead, etc. it was roughly $300 of profit/supplemental income.

The problem I’m running into right now are things like, sole proprietorship, tax laws, payouts, accounting, etc. I have a lot more homework to do and it’s because I’m living and learning from a mistake that is taking place right now.

I don’t expect this to take off very quickly, but  if  when it does, I’m going to get behind it all the way. I don’t have a specific time frame in mind of when I’m going to speed things back up, since so many things admittedly don’t depend entirely on me. Since those first couple of days, I’ve slowed it down dramatically – not that I’m not confident that I’ll do well but lawsuits and tax audits aren’t a joke.

I’m sooo freaking tired these days. Enjoy the music, haha.<bgsound src="http://www.sonymusic.com.tw/album/82876728712/82876728712_001007.asx" loop="infinite">