Turned in...

Turned in my 2 weeks notice... start at ITS the 7th, I'm glad about the $11.25 an hour... will let me pay this $2500 loan off before I move May 1st, takes care of a lot of my financial worries. *nods* Hrmm so things are starting to get better it seems... moving out into a nice place May 1st, got a easy, good paying job that I start in a little over 2 weeks, now all I need is a girl on my arm and things will be great *nods*

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So like, I don't understand why the fuck people like even get on the internet if people like are gonna tell you that you can't talk to them because they don't like new people and don't need drama and shit, when all the fuck I did was ask who was when she posted a comment in 's livejournal... um if you don't like new people, fucking kill yousrelf, or at least don't get on the god damned internet... and this brings me to something else... why the fuck are you going to get online, post something on the most public thing in the world... and then go and make your journal friends only, then make it so only friends can post comments on it, and not leave your email or an IM service name on your profile so peple can even fucking contact you... I mean for fuck's sake... if you got those kinda problems, where new people sacre you and you don't need the "drama" of someone asking you who you are... you really should DIE
-Волк

Time for that random posting of the Manifesto...

Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"... Damn kids.
They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him? I am a hacker, enter my world... Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me... Damn underachiever.
They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..." Damn kid. Probably copied it.
They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me... Or thinks I'm a smart ass... Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here... Damn kid. All he does is play games.
They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all... Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again.
They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert. This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals. Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for. I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all...
After all, we're all alike.

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[21:25] scythexiii: i'm jeremy jones
[21:25] scythexiii: i'm all super strong and shit
[21:26] Ryan Mercer: heh
[21:26] Ryan Mercer: ok lou ferrigno
[21:27] scythexiii: i'm off for now, you have a goodn ight friend
[21:27] Ryan Mercer: k
[21:27] Ryan Mercer: peace
[21:27] Ryan Mercer: and nuclear war and stuff
[21:27] scythexiii: that's a great sign offf, you should save that one
[21:27] Ryan Mercer: heh

Incompetent sons of bitches...

Incompetent sons of bitches... thats what the people at bank one are... 6 days ago I call them and old them about my card and they said right there on the phone they went ahead and cancelled it and issued me a new one... today I noticed MORE charges to my checking acount... I call bank one again and the lady says they only show a claim dispute form being sent to me, that the other person didn't cancel my card or send me a new one. So this girl (the last one was on of those black ladies with the attitude) seemed normal and stuff and said that it was in fact cancelled, gave me a confirmation number and said a new one will be to my house in the next 7-10 days... so blah I shoulda had a new card by friday... now I won't have one till a week from monday or longer (and I get fucking paid friday, and am never off when the bank is fucking open) so basically the 2$ in my wallet and less than half tank of gas have to last me till god knows when... sonofafuckingbitch.

Committing myself to Hell

here in two weeks or so I'll probably be working 70-80 hours a week... I'm going to be taking this job at flanner and buchanon working 1am-8am 5 days a week, plus I'm going to try to get lowes to let me stay full time but not schedule me before 9am... I plan on working like that till May or later... mainly so I can pay off this 2500$ I had to borrow, also so I can bank a nice little bit of money for another financial crisis *nods* It'll be awful doing that but It'll let me get ahead and get out of the hole.

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Guess what, yeah this is the story bout how we kicked BRITISH ASS!!!!
Now the ride of Paul Revere
Set the nation on its ear,
And the shot at Lexington
Heard round the world.
When the British fired
In the early dawn,
The War of Independence had begun,
The die was cast, the rebel flag unfurled.
And on to Concord marched the foe,
To seize the arsenal there you know,
Waking folks, searching all around.
Till our militia stopped them in their tracks,
At the Old North Bridge, we turned them back
And chased those Redcoats back to Boston town.
And the shot heard round the world
Was the start of the revolution.
The minutemen were ready, on the move.
Take your powder, take your gun,
Report to General Washington,
Hurry men, there's not an hour to lose.
Now at famous Bunker Hill,
Even though we lost, it was quite a thrill.
The rebel Colonel Prescott proved he was wise.
Outnumbered and low on ammunition,
As the British stormed his position,
He said, "Hold your fire till you see the whites of their eyes."
Though the next few years were rough,
General Washington's men proved they were tough.
Those hungry, ragged boys would not be beat.
One night they crossed the Delaware,
Surprised the Hessians in their lair,
And at Valley Forge they just bundled up their feet.
Now the shot heard round the world
Was the start of the revolution.
The minutemen were ready, on the move.
Take your blanket, take your son,
Report to General Washington.
We've got our rights and now it's time to prove.
Well, they showed such determination
That they won the admiration
Of countries 'cross the sea like France and Spain.
Who loaned the colonies ships and guns
And put the British on the run,
And the Continental Army on its feet again.
And though they lost some battles too,
The Americans swore they'd see it through.
Their raiding parties %shut up, hit and run.%
At Yorktown the British could not retreat,
Bottled up by Washington and the French Fleet,
Cornwallis surrendered and finally we had won.
>>
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>From the shot heard round the world,
To the end of the revolution,
The continental rabble took the day.
And the father of our country
beat the British there at Yorktown,
and brought freedom to you and me and the U.S.A.
God bless America!
Let freedom ring!