Monday, June 22, 2009

Template For Letter Of Completed Service Hours

SÜDGESCHMIER!!!!!!

OMG. Today you have done it again: I have swallowed the coffee and I almost seriously injured the palm face.

I have nothing against freedom of the press, but something on the front page of print already requires good self-confidence. As they say on the internet: Think before you say something stupid.



Srsly.

The text of the commentary can be found here: http://www.suedkurier.de/news/kommentare/kommentare/art411651, 3823302



I can not comment there, because my mother does not even know their own user name on skype, so I can hardly ask the customer number at the newspaper ...

But this can be seen as a happy letter to the editor:

[ Voters] are now the Gelackmeierten because the deputies they trust the SPD, for which he was leaving, but retains the mandate. "

Hello! Will there protesting about someone Basic Law Article 38?

"The members of the German Bundestag are elected by universal, direct, free, equal and secret elections. They are representatives of the people, not bound by orders or instructions and only to their conscience. "

here because of my opinion is nothing 'If party was abandoned, may delegate to do nothing more". Here is what not even because of 'party member must belong' and certainly not 'party is important in any way. "

Also: Deputies Act:

"Eleventh Section
fractions
§ 45
factions
(1) Members of the Bundestag People got together to can-
fractions.
(2) will be regulated by the Rules of Procedure of the German Federal
tages.1)
§ 46
status
(1) The groups are unincorporated associations of remoteness folder
th in the German Bundestag.
(2) The political groups may sue and be sued.
(3) The groups are not part of the public administration;
they do not engage in public violence "

Group means in practical party or interest group in the Bundestag.. Here is quite clear that they have nothing to say.

is clear, it is chosen a man, not the party behind it. A party outlet or exchange is legal in any case.

"With their votes, it now represents the Pirate Party, which holds up to total freedom on the Internet, the skull will also flag the worst waste such as child pornography on behalf tolerate freedom of expression. "


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$)#?!

WHAT DO?

Südgeschmier, because I had two methods of Informationsbeschafftung, that are better than yours.

first http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piratenpartei

second Google: "Pirate Party" -> click on the most official-looking page -> if still clear, type something into the search field, such as child pornography -> improve article.

honest.

The Pirate Party does as well as anyone who thinks more than half a minute on the Internet block tends to explode, while paying conveniently opens the door for other grades. And that it would question the children help a lot more if we the people behind it convicted under existing laws and takes all of the websites online. For each page that a stop sign will get is well known, and could therefore be quite the same pursuit by the police.

Also:

"... the skull flag holding up ... worst waste such as child pornography will be tolerated in the name of freedom of expression. "

Um there is no skull flag? Just a flag, without skull. You know, SPD-red irritated me so well always, and CDU-black looks wicked, but that's why I write but no hate articles?

There is no worst garbage, there is a danger that is recognized and with which one must deal with. And not by schlimmreden and for the average consumer to lock away, so yes it will disappear from the public interest.

freedom I think is great! But not if children's and human rights are violated.

And the Pirate Party does not tolerate child pornography. Short google and just look at headline also helps in this case.

"Whether his voters agree, can seem cold Tauss. "

Some of it may be, some not. But 64.4% wanted him anyway, never, so I would not spending too much thought ;-)

"They were this year has taken a battering. A member of parliament, the threat of prosecution on suspicion of child pornography possession is bad enough. That the man now even vote abused is simply unbearable. "

not you write great stuff? Well.

"abused still vote" was probably a clever play on words be, but PLEASE! I would abstain from any comment on its debt until a formal condemnation is there.

It is intolerable that powerful. What do we do now? According to scream and keep your ears? Or for a change, think maybe?

"As the parliament is not imperative, but free elections in personality has acquired mandates, Jörg Tauss' insistence on the parliamentary seat legally. Legitimate, however. Decency and respect for the voters areas but one thing: The immediate abandonment of the mandate. "

Had a bit stupid. Do not make more noise would not be bad. If convicted, he may not always yes. To renounce the mandate would be stupid because then everyone could come and accuse someone, he would have done something wrong, because he knows that he will back down.
And what happens if he would do without? Elections? -> Voters will be distorted. Party replacement? -> Voters to say anything more. No member of this constituency? -> As a voter I'd feel even more cheated!


... The PPD provides advice and even even if they record it. If convicted, they will throw him out guarantees that will be covered from all sides. "Delete instead of locks" is their motto to the Internet Filter.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Extreme Version Of Cubefield

Fiction: Untitled. Rated S for Silly

Okay, I was in a funny mood ...

This entry will be edited later. AGAIN.

For now:

Title: Untitled
Author: meeeeee
Written on: anakin, OpenOffice Writer
Posted from: darth maul, mozilla firefox
Dedication: for pasha
Rating: PG-13 I guess
Warnings: lack of English knowledge, sentient computers, baaaad puns, silliness, IN PROGRESS
Word Count: 530 EDIT: 925



ADDITIONAL INFO:
ANAKIN - my computer.
DARTH MAUL - a virtual machine on anakin.
PASHA - my laptop, arrived today.
HARDY - Ubuntu 8.04
JAUNTY - Ubuntu 9.04 (?) the newest


Anakin, there is someone I want you to meet.

I believe you have already noticed him and refused connection.

I disabled remote desktop on your demand.

Now, connect to the network and enable samba again.

Don't make me connect to Windows again.

I'm sorry, we'll get a unix network soon. Just a few more weeks.

You see the little cute thing there? All shy and confused in this new environment, with the shiny new jaunty?

I like his system. He's... pure, innocent. Only 2GB hdd used.

I'll give you time to get to know him, but I'll need you to share as soon as possible.

*no problem* You better be sure I don't overthrow your commands, user. He just begs to be... filled...

His name is Chekov. I call him Pasha, but wait until he gives you permission to call him like that. He speaks a little funny, but just don't mind. Don't confuse him. Don't be too harsh, please. He's already on 50°C, don' make him overheat, he's got PTSD from installing and repartitioning.

Poor thing.

Help him, yeah? Copy him a vm, if possible.

Darth maul from above: Sorry, what! I'll cut you straight in half if you delete me!

He won't ever replace you, darling.

Anakin: Right. What's going to happen to me now? I love the way your fingertips flaunt my keys... and the soft pressure on the mouse... and the pictures you let me see on the internet... you make me upgrade almost every day... you know I can't achieve that on my own?

I love your hardiness (A/N I will regret that pun), although your HARDY is getting a little grumpy... You show me where my limits lie, you know that I don't want to hear music and surf the internet at the same time EVEN WHEN I TOTALLY WANT TO. I love the way your CPUs speed up as you're getting all flushed and hot...
I'm afraid of losing you to Pasha... and that I will lose my love for you...

Dammit, user john. I'm a computer, not your psychiatrist.

Just... don't make it overly difficult for me, or him, fine? I'll get you a new DVD drive if you behave well!

You should have gotten me one a few month ago. What if my OS crashes and you can't boot from nowhere? How's that?

Alright alright calm down! Don't look at me like that! I'll get you one.

I can't get further technical details from eth0. What does he look like?

He' an Acer Travelmate 6292. Some special edition. He has 160GB hard drive, two Intel CPUs at 2GHz, and some other details.

Sounding good... not as good as me, though...


You know what the best thing is? He's got a fingerprint reader!

*gasps* I can't wait to try that out...


So can't I...

*both glazing off into space*

However, I need to assist him now. Do you think you can handle the situation here alone?

Sure... as I always do. I'll have fun with darth. Thank you for starting him, I like it a lot when he's on me, especially when you are not...

Have fun, you two!

~*~ EDIT : IT IS GETTING EVEN MORE RIDICULOUS:

Hello? Where am I? Who are you?

Hello, Pasha! My username is john. You are currently in my living room...

Hi. Are you root?


*laughs* Yeah, kind of. I am the only user, so... yeah. Are you well?

I can't connect to a network.

I know. I'll need to get a new network cable in my room. Then, you'll get a sniffer and can spy on the new neighbors, how does that sound?

That is illegal.

*headdesk* I have a moralizing computer... I only want to test the program, so I can get into hotel networks at the time. I will in no way use the internet of private people who have to pay for my internet time then, okay?

Maybe.

Oh come on. Anakin has a bad influence on you, dear.

I like him.

That exactly what I meant. No sane... being should like the way he thinks.

...

Anyway. You'll get a virtual machine so you aren't alone anymore. You can commandline him or her around then. How's about your battery?

I have two hours left. I guess. My system is kind of new, you know. Things don't work.


Sure. I'll get you everything you need shortly. Your performance as well as prettiness will increase.

That's nice. Uhm... can I ask you something?

Yes? Always.

Anakin... are you kind of... engaged with him? You know, because, I, like, you know, don't want to hurt anyone??

He definitely has a bad influence on you! You shouldn't be thinking about these things until your harddisk cycles work properly!

I get some... tingling... in my ram when he's around... the data packages he sends me are kind of... suggestive?

Okay, fine... just follow your CPUs, okay? I fell for him, too, but I honestly don't think he's got anything against a threeway.

Thank you so much. *hdd cycles jump up 50 times* I love you!


I TOLD YOU NOT TO DISPLAY STRONG EMOTIONS UNTIL THIS BUG IS FIXED!!!

I'm sorry. You want me to get the password to the neighbor's WLAN now? I can...

Nah, you convinced me. It's illegal. Just... suspend, okay. I need to go to Anakin and ask him for a bugfix.

*disappointed* Don't make me wait too long. I want to see the world.


I need you Wednesday for a school presentation. Until then, everything will hopefully work!

Okay ...

Be safe.

* suspends *

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Cervix Very High At Menstruation?

FOCUS

I screamed. Loud. My mother is hergerannt hectic two floors away, to ask if I was okay.

FOCUS HAS AN ARTICLE TO PLACEBO !!!!!





I think it's funny that placebo fans are presented as total dark people. As we had not got to hear a Vorzusammenfassung of the new album from Brian! Even if we thought of course that "optimistic" but somehow un-placebo-like sounds.

And of course I can not wait for the Herbststürme!

Drei Seiten weiter:

Wofür genau jetzt macht ihr Werbung? SORRY?!!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Greek Yogurt Healthiest Brand

Random Meme Time!!

01. Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper at their LiveJournal.

02. Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper.

03. Don't change your wallpaper before doing this. The point is to see what you had on.






Oh look, I placed Windows inside a window, therefore allowing you to work while you reboot...


The wallpapers are



#1



Because I thought it was funny.



#2



Because I am a fan of irony? And I only use Windows when my Ubuntu-Firefox is about to crash from too many tabs...

Saturday, June 6, 2009

How To Masterbate With A Grapefruit

random general knowledge: part #1 of infinite

 

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CH3
Is good. Makes me high...

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Candida Grapefruit Seed Extract And Probiotics

dreamer - P6 - (Oneshot)

Title: Traumtänzer
Author: [info] unspoiled
characters: Bill, Tom
Rating: greet Midnight Productions can
Summary: P6
Warnings / Genre Everywhere it is better than here.
Disclaimer: K. The men are themselves
Comment: Written for the Summer Challenge 09 120_minuten on [info]




Fast Car - Tracy Chapman

Bill leans his head against the cool glass and closed her eyes. Outside it's so dark, that the car's interior reflected in the panes. He sit in any car he is in a warm leathery capsule, which rushes through a baseless blackness. When it stops the air, he can hear Tom breathe, quiet, peaceful and in perfect harmony with the rhythm in which he operates the gear lever and the steering wheel slide through his hands can. Every time Tom embraces that champagne feeling in Bill's stomach jump up in his lungs and keep him breathing hungry.

His legs tingle when they stopped at a deserted intersection in front of a dead traffic light. Tom apparently impatient drumming on the steering wheel, peering with frowning in the mirror, finally puts hastily to first gear and drives on.

Bill enjoys every hill that you climb, each meandering river between invisible trees. He avoids to see through the windshield into the spotlight when he turns his head to his brother, is forced into the hollow between the seat and door and watching him while driving. Tom performs a carefully rehearsed choreography. Every movement is fluid in the next, no corners, no edges. Everything is soft, almost velvety, and to his own reflection in the window behind Tom's head. Where he is, is Tom. Where is Tom, he is.
In his mind he hears himself talk, wildly gesticulating vomit a whole rant. Rate by word paragraph to escape it as Isopods, if you're a rotten board turns around and he smiled at the helpless mute boy in his head, trying to flesh out the warm leather mirror peace so hopeless.

you stop and stay a long time sitting motionless before Tom finally first opens the door and get out into the darkness. The asphalt has cooled down yet, the warm night air. To the dim street lights surprisingly few mosquitoes buzzing and clicks the central dry.
Bill goes round in circles, recognizes the box shape of the supermarket and the stunted box hedges that separate the parking from the adjacent gas station. He does not know why, but feels closed petrol stations He always as something particularly hopeless.
Tom comes to him and again they gather a few deep breaths. This time Bill makes the first move and they walk down the parking lot, past the petrol station and towards the main square. You see to the left and right, before crossing the empty streets, and watch that they collide with anyone. At the fountain, they sit on the back of a bench and watch the black business, the chained basket chairs in front of their old Lieblingseisdiele.

Bill stares at the pavement as they go on trying not to step on the cracks. He jumps, dances and Tom grins, rolls his eyes and acts as if he belongs he not him.

stroll past the pool and weave your fingers into the chain-link fence surrounding the playground at school. Tom shakes the metal mesh and Bill met him on the shoulder. They listen to the hollow rattle rattle, which runs in the fence, shake listen, listen, shoulder to shoulder. As they continue on their way, they kick a stone in front of them, losing at the bus stop, the interest in and sit in the fully lubricated cubbyhole. They scribble incoherent nonsense giggle at the phone number of Mike and the first place.

Back on the main square balanced on the edge of the well Tom and Bill keeps as close as possible next to him. Close enough to be able to drag him down to her last moment, if he stumbles, gone far enough to give him out of the way and to make him stumble.

"Do you remember?" He whispers, as they sit side by side on the damp granite wall. Tom nods and smiles. The heart has always beaten them to the neck when her nightly excursions the figure was something new. On the one hand, because it had been during light sleep their mother more than risky to long after the curfew again to attract and to slink out of the house. On the other hand, because the roads had been superb all night as far and as wide. And she alone had heard them. Bill was the median strip strutting along, his head raised, eyes fixed straight ahead. "This is the red carpet," he proclaimed.

"Do you remember how we look at the photographers and the fans behind the barriers presented?" Whispers continued Bill. "As they were screaming?"
Tom nods and draws in the emptiness of the place such as oxygen.