Good day.
I begin today's entry with a very interesting thing that I have just finished reading in a very interesting article. There is a restaurant chain by the name the name of Pizza Hut. Anyone who did not know this, please follow the following procedure:
1. Get up.
2. Walk to the nearest toilet.
3. Stand in front of the pot.
4. Place your head in the water in the pot.
5. Flush.
This particular chain has a restaurant in Noida Sector 18. The pasta there is excellent. The article had nothing to do with this. It had, however, everything to do with a flower. The flower, like many flowers, was red. The flower, unlike many flowers, was soul and centre of an article in Da Geek's blog (dated: 19th January 2004). If you haven't already done it, I strongly suggest that you go and read the entry (link on top left corner). Having read it, you should email Da Geek, asking him who the lucky girl is. If you meet him, then I propose that you put on your cheekiest voice and ask the same.
We were supposed to see the Merchant of Venice today. No, an exchange student was not coming over, we were going to see a movie. That got cancelled because a politician was coming over and Big Chad to suck up to him.
He Who Hath Big Black Mole On Face (may barbarians invade his personal space) has been giving Da Geek a rough time for no good reason, therefore the axiom that I had pertaining to Da Geek's immuneness to such things has been smashed.
Kuhrazeemnn has got a very brilliant idea recently. I have already informed both the army and Guinness of the occurrence. After having confirmed that it could cause none any injury, we agreed to it. We are, therefore going to see 'Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King' soon.
I have begun work on my computer project, which promises to be a sensational work of art (yeah, right). If Madam Mouse Killer is reading this, I request that you forget this blog when you mark it, and remember the number of times Da Geek and I have carried that enormously heavy attendance register for you all the way from the rep's room.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Good day.
I begin my narrative today by presenting the culminating argument in an altercation which ensued between me and an acquaintance of mine (I do not disclose his name, as I fear that that religious fervor that characterizes the members of my Klan may override their good reason, and something untoward may happen to the poor boy, for he hath clearly broken the most sacred law of the Klan, he hath disagreed with a reigning Azgez). The argument stood thus, "Marriage is an institution, so who wants to live in an institution?".
Today in my infinite my brilliance I have utterly befuddled, totally bamboozeld and it must be said, unduly scared my father. I have recently found out the procedure for creating message boxes (you know, the thing that appears on your screen when the PC experiences an error). I therefore, got on to my dad's laptop and removed the Internet Explorer icon the desktop. Thereafter, I proceeded to make a message box with a really scary message. Thereafter I put it on the desktop, name it Internet Explorer, and change the icon. It gave him a helluva scare. It gave me a helluva laugh (:-D).
DECREE OF THE KLAN
It is hereby decreed in the Klan Of The Bloodfists that any member who, upon whim or fancy (or for any other reason), decides to remove Da Geek's head (and acts upon his/her decision), shall be held to be A Hero Of The Klan. The reasons are explained hereinafter.
He has, today, in a wantonly cowardly act, showed Da Mouse Killer my blog just to save his useless neck. Now, if you have read the earlier entries of this journal, you will realize that this spells DANGER, mucho grande, for me. If you haven't read the earlier entries, let me tell you, this spells DANGER, mucho grande, for me. Me scared. Me very scared.
A piece of advice to all sufferers in the middle east - "When Bush comes to shove, resist".
They (the school high command) are planning to show us 'The Merchant of Venice' (movie) tomorrow. I am very skeptical.
I deem that this is enough data for your miserable heads to process and comprehend.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - 1. Anyone interested in the above or other windows hacks, I suggest that you click here.
2. I just have to recommend this browser, the Mozilla Firebird 0.7.
3. A few of my ideas have recently been altered, as a direct consequence of which, Da Spiritual One shall be hereinafter referred to as Da Deep One.
I begin my narrative today by presenting the culminating argument in an altercation which ensued between me and an acquaintance of mine (I do not disclose his name, as I fear that that religious fervor that characterizes the members of my Klan may override their good reason, and something untoward may happen to the poor boy, for he hath clearly broken the most sacred law of the Klan, he hath disagreed with a reigning Azgez). The argument stood thus, "Marriage is an institution, so who wants to live in an institution?".
Today in my infinite my brilliance I have utterly befuddled, totally bamboozeld and it must be said, unduly scared my father. I have recently found out the procedure for creating message boxes (you know, the thing that appears on your screen when the PC experiences an error). I therefore, got on to my dad's laptop and removed the Internet Explorer icon the desktop. Thereafter, I proceeded to make a message box with a really scary message. Thereafter I put it on the desktop, name it Internet Explorer, and change the icon. It gave him a helluva scare. It gave me a helluva laugh (:-D).
DECREE OF THE KLAN
It is hereby decreed in the Klan Of The Bloodfists that any member who, upon whim or fancy (or for any other reason), decides to remove Da Geek's head (and acts upon his/her decision), shall be held to be A Hero Of The Klan. The reasons are explained hereinafter.
He has, today, in a wantonly cowardly act, showed Da Mouse Killer my blog just to save his useless neck. Now, if you have read the earlier entries of this journal, you will realize that this spells DANGER, mucho grande, for me. If you haven't read the earlier entries, let me tell you, this spells DANGER, mucho grande, for me. Me scared. Me very scared.
A piece of advice to all sufferers in the middle east - "When Bush comes to shove, resist".
They (the school high command) are planning to show us 'The Merchant of Venice' (movie) tomorrow. I am very skeptical.
I deem that this is enough data for your miserable heads to process and comprehend.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - 1. Anyone interested in the above or other windows hacks, I suggest that you click here.
2. I just have to recommend this browser, the Mozilla Firebird 0.7.
3. A few of my ideas have recently been altered, as a direct consequence of which, Da Spiritual One shall be hereinafter referred to as Da Deep One.
Monday, January 19, 2004
Good day.
Many people have recently had the audacity to to question me. Yes, believe it or not you pieces of crap off the underside of my shoe, some one actually told Me that I should be more regular with My blog entries. The Cheek!
The one they call Big C went on another one of her notoriously evil screaming sprees. Her most recent victims have been the unfortunate students of class 11 K. One of these lunatics had brought an airgun to school. An airgun; I ask you. How stupid do you have to be?!! Then, as if all this does not show the level of idioticity the imbecile is capable of, just to drive home the point, the maniac lends it off. The people who were giventhe object get caught and the rep takes them to Big C. Now, for the uninitiated, it is a general rule that no matter how serious the crime, one should not go to Big C. It does not matter if you are right or wrong, appealing to Big C for judgment is something you will always regret. This holds true for teachers as well. Anyway, the long and short of it is that she spent a period enjoying herself, while screaming pointlessly at 11 K. There is a Hindi proverb, "Bhais ke aagey been bajana" .....
While I am dissing teachers let me not miss the chance to lash out at He Who Hath Big Black Mole On Face. Now here is one, for whom megalomania is an innate quality, not just a disorder. Very recently, he has TAKEN the fastest PC in the school for personal use, just because he got slapped with extra responsibility. Mind you, all he has to do is manage a database. No design, just management.
One Bavya Khanna has recently done me the honor of linking my blog to his.
If you want to know who or what a Bhavya Khanna (hereinafter referred to as Da Deep One), is I strongly suggest that you drop the idea. If you want to see his blog, click here.
Cheerio then.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - We still suffer from Conditional Access Syndrome. Please, somebody, HELP .....
Many people have recently had the audacity to to question me. Yes, believe it or not you pieces of crap off the underside of my shoe, some one actually told Me that I should be more regular with My blog entries. The Cheek!
The one they call Big C went on another one of her notoriously evil screaming sprees. Her most recent victims have been the unfortunate students of class 11 K. One of these lunatics had brought an airgun to school. An airgun; I ask you. How stupid do you have to be?!! Then, as if all this does not show the level of idioticity the imbecile is capable of, just to drive home the point, the maniac lends it off. The people who were giventhe object get caught and the rep takes them to Big C. Now, for the uninitiated, it is a general rule that no matter how serious the crime, one should not go to Big C. It does not matter if you are right or wrong, appealing to Big C for judgment is something you will always regret. This holds true for teachers as well. Anyway, the long and short of it is that she spent a period enjoying herself, while screaming pointlessly at 11 K. There is a Hindi proverb, "Bhais ke aagey been bajana" .....
While I am dissing teachers let me not miss the chance to lash out at He Who Hath Big Black Mole On Face. Now here is one, for whom megalomania is an innate quality, not just a disorder. Very recently, he has TAKEN the fastest PC in the school for personal use, just because he got slapped with extra responsibility. Mind you, all he has to do is manage a database. No design, just management.
One Bavya Khanna has recently done me the honor of linking my blog to his.
If you want to know who or what a Bhavya Khanna (hereinafter referred to as Da Deep One), is I strongly suggest that you drop the idea. If you want to see his blog, click here.
Cheerio then.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - We still suffer from Conditional Access Syndrome. Please, somebody, HELP .....
Thursday, January 15, 2004
Good day.
HARK!! THE HERALD ANGEL SINGS, "He has returned, yes, the one they called KING" (no, Elvis is not back from the dead). The Supreme and Exalted leader of the Klan has finally got his goddamn PC and internet connection fixed (which, by the way, was done with the efficiency of the Indian bureaucracy and a Model T engine combined). Anyway, you, the uncouth, coarse and paltry multitude can now rejoice, for I have survived the ordeal that is CAS ridden TV and NOTHING else to do.
I feel that an explanation is due as to my sudden and most unjust disappearance. My net was down. It took the morons at Hotwire five days to figure out the I had an extra proxy enabled (or some such Geeko Prussian mumbo jumbo). Now, I know you all feel strongly upon the subject, but I request that you refrain from writing threatening and Unsolicited mail to Hotwire.
Now, much has happened in the time during which I was denied the Net. First of all, Da Mouse Killer has recently gone on a most ferocious ( though not entirely unjustified) slapping spree. Now if you have ever seen an extremely wide computer teacher who is arguably pissed off (which I seriously doubt) you will undestand the gravity of the situation. She told the class to write some programs. So obviously, nobody did anything, (save yours truly and some others) and that sparked her off.
My sister has recently left for The USA (married off). The President has written us a letter of congratulation for reliving the country of one of the greatest strains on it's resources (you see, she is probably gonna read this but as she is half a world away, she can't do shit about it. Me having Fun, as ze Panda would say). One thing though, you should have seen her face on the day she left. It reminded me of that Spanish fellow with Leo in Titanic, you know, when they won tickets to the titanic, when he started to jump up and down (at such a furious pace that he resembled a very weird Jack in the box) and go, "I go to America, I go to America". Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for her, but one does have some misgivings when one sends one's dear ones to a place which contains a people who have, willfully and in their maximum state of sanity, elected George W. Bush for president.
My grandmother birthday just passed. I got to eat chocolate truffle, chocolate nemeses, chocolate doughnuts and such like. Stop drooling, you'll ruin your keyboard.
Our chemistry teacher is either trying to teach organic chemistry or trying to sell baboons. It's hard to tell which one.
I have recently joined (or at least given my name for) The English Editorial Board. The list as far as I could see, only had three names, which is a bit unnerving. In case you are curious, the names are those of myself, Da Geek and Sir Altitude (Maanick Nangia
).
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - If anyone wants to see what Sir Altitude and Da Geek look like click here, and click on members. They are numbers fifteen and sixteen in the list.
HARK!! THE HERALD ANGEL SINGS, "He has returned, yes, the one they called KING" (no, Elvis is not back from the dead). The Supreme and Exalted leader of the Klan has finally got his goddamn PC and internet connection fixed (which, by the way, was done with the efficiency of the Indian bureaucracy and a Model T engine combined). Anyway, you, the uncouth, coarse and paltry multitude can now rejoice, for I have survived the ordeal that is CAS ridden TV and NOTHING else to do.
I feel that an explanation is due as to my sudden and most unjust disappearance. My net was down. It took the morons at Hotwire five days to figure out the I had an extra proxy enabled (or some such Geeko Prussian mumbo jumbo). Now, I know you all feel strongly upon the subject, but I request that you refrain from writing threatening and Unsolicited mail to Hotwire.
Now, much has happened in the time during which I was denied the Net. First of all, Da Mouse Killer has recently gone on a most ferocious ( though not entirely unjustified) slapping spree. Now if you have ever seen an extremely wide computer teacher who is arguably pissed off (which I seriously doubt) you will undestand the gravity of the situation. She told the class to write some programs. So obviously, nobody did anything, (save yours truly and some others) and that sparked her off.
My sister has recently left for The USA (married off). The President has written us a letter of congratulation for reliving the country of one of the greatest strains on it's resources (you see, she is probably gonna read this but as she is half a world away, she can't do shit about it. Me having Fun, as ze Panda would say). One thing though, you should have seen her face on the day she left. It reminded me of that Spanish fellow with Leo in Titanic, you know, when they won tickets to the titanic, when he started to jump up and down (at such a furious pace that he resembled a very weird Jack in the box) and go, "I go to America, I go to America". Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for her, but one does have some misgivings when one sends one's dear ones to a place which contains a people who have, willfully and in their maximum state of sanity, elected George W. Bush for president.
My grandmother birthday just passed. I got to eat chocolate truffle, chocolate nemeses, chocolate doughnuts and such like. Stop drooling, you'll ruin your keyboard.
Our chemistry teacher is either trying to teach organic chemistry or trying to sell baboons. It's hard to tell which one.
I have recently joined (or at least given my name for) The English Editorial Board. The list as far as I could see, only had three names, which is a bit unnerving. In case you are curious, the names are those of myself, Da Geek and Sir Altitude (Maanick Nangia
).
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!
P.S. - If anyone wants to see what Sir Altitude and Da Geek look like click here, and click on members. They are numbers fifteen and sixteen in the list.
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