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On reasoning, logic and compromises

We are all equipped with a degree of intelligence. Some, more than others. A few, close to none. However, I’d rather refer to the in-between crowd, the normal, average folk. The ones who wake up in the morning, go to work or school, go through the motions at the place of work or learning, come home, watch a movie, hang out with friends, enjoy peoples’ company and want to make friends… And the reason I am using this segment of population as the central focus of this little “essay” is because they are a perfect term in a comparison that involves another type of person. Rather, another fenced off area on the plain of personality types that encloses a different category of various types.

I am one of these “other types”. At least that’s the conclusion I’ve come to. I share very few things with people around me. Guided by what SEEMS to be a sense of superior reasoning, at least according to my peers, I’m the guy people come to when they’re uncertain and want to make a decision that will affect them in one way or another. Sometimes it’s nice, sometimes it’s annoying. Watching a video of me playing a puzzle game would give nobody that impression. Games for me come as a break from the real world. I don’t have to treat them with the same gravity I treat a real life situation. I don’t have to use as much brainpower in a virtual world, not even in the most tense of situations. Repetitive trial and error turn out to be enjoyable when they lack immediate serious consequences.

However, that is not the topic of this writing. For someone that apparently can efficiently think his way out of dilemmas, why is it so hard to deal with compromises when it involves their own person? The big picture becomes blurred, sometimes entirely ignored, when you know that you have to make a compromise, a decision that affects you, your feelings and your entire life in essence. When you want something so bad you’re willing to kill for it, but in the end you have to give it away towards a “greater cause”, how do you come to terms with it? I want to know how normal people do it. Is it just an “oh well, such is life” kind of mentality that people approach or do you go into an anxiety-stricken trapped animal type of mindset? Do you turn to religion hoping and praying for a miracle to happen, do you force yourself to maintain an activity to take your mind off it or do you lose track of where the fine line between rationality and madness stands?

The reason this matter is somewhat baffling to me is because I see people overreacting over absolutely meaningless things on a daily basis. People get upset when their favorite game is spoken ill of or they turn into pissy little bitches if you crack a semi-inappropriate joke. However, when a major trauma or loss occurs, they seem to deal with it almost like it ain’t no thang. If you were to proportionally scale the amount of grief they exhibit when they feel insulted on the internet and apply it to a situation where let’s say someone’s girlfriend cheated on them then let’s just say the Anders Breivik massacre would equate the seriousness of a child scraping his knee on a playground. But it doesn’t. Does it come down to power of discernment or is there some switch inside other people that inflates meaningless conflicts and deflates meaningful ones just to keep a balance? Or are people actually repressing so much these days that every one of us could be a psycho killer waiting for the right time to lose his shit and bomb a bunch of motherfuckers?

The big picture… The number one reason that gets invoked when you’re giving something up that you feel completes you as a person (totally thought of Tom Cruise when I wrote this). It’s real, it’s annoying and I want it to go away. I guess you could compare it to the way I feel about Nicki Minaj or Andy Dick. There’s always a bigger picture which calls for compromises like a gluttonous beast gorging on everything in its path. Some manage to escape it but most don’t. The price ranges from a life in ruin to a really bad afternoon and everything in-between.

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Some people are utter douchebags

On Friday, Zooc is keeping busy at the restaurant peeling the ol’ taters when a wild head chef appears.

Head chef : yo zoc u wanne come butcher a calf wit me at the boss’ housE on mondya ? It’s gud xp for u

Zooc : Yeah sure, that’d definitely be good experience for the future. What time should I be there? Are we gonna meet here or are you gonna pick me up ?

Head chef : dno we tlak later

Zooc : Alright then, I’ll call you on Sunday.

Head chef : okkkkkk

*Sunday comes*

Zooc calls his phone. Phone rings 10 times with no answer. 3 hours later, Zooc calls again.

Head chef : *indescifrable nonsense*

Zooc : Hey I’m calling in regard to our appointment tomorrow, I was wondering when I should be here.

Head chef : dno me call u later… u at work now?

Zooc : …Yes, as per usual. Alright then, we’ll speak later.

*It’s midnight*

Zooc texts the Head chef : “Hey, should I still come tomorrow or not?” No reply.

Zooc sets his alarm for 8 AM. Zooc gets to sleep for only 3 hours because sleep is for the weak. He wakes up, gets dressed and walks to work because bus drivers are busy being useless turds instead of being there on time, and he doesn’t want to be late for the meet.

He arrives at the restaurant to find the Head chef clumsily chopping away at some onions.

Zooc : Umm so are we still going or not? I’m here and ready.

Head chef : hurr durr well the boss didnt call me so i dno. but u can stay adn work since ur here ololol

Zooc : I’d rather have the Hulk dance the fucking Macarena on my balls right now.

Zooc leaves the building in dismay.

Conclusions of this story : 1. Get some fucking consideration for your fellow human beings. 2. Use your cellphones for something other than taking pictures of your dicks and sending it to strangers via Bluetooth in a crowded room.

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Resolutions and Plans for the Future

I’ve pretty much come to terms with the fact that I’m going to be stuck in Romania for a while. I don’t have the money to move right now and I won’t for at least a year probably. So far I’ve avoided buying anything to improve my life and surroundings because if it couldn’t be stuffed inside a suitcase, then I wouldn’t have it. I haven’t given it much thought until recently, after purchasing a new computer.

My room is a mess, the walls are yellow from smoke and various other damaging elements. Everything gets covered in dust and dirt because I’m forced to sit with my windows open. My neighbors can hear everything I say, any music I play or any other “sounds” coming from my room. I hate not having privacy, especially when I’m exposed to people like my neighbors.

The first step I’m going to take is to stop smoking in my room. As much as I love savoring the sweet filling smoke of cancer sticks while watching various movies or shows, quitting smoking in this room will solve several issues:

  • I can sit with my windows closed, which in the summer means a cooler room and in the winter means a warmer room.
  • No more noises from the outside, no cars racing past, no dog barking or gypsies screaming, no more jackhammers early in the morning and, best of all, no more gypsy music blasting every day almost.
  • I can play music louder without fear of disturbing my neighbors, even though they don’t carry the same courtesy towards me and my needs.
  • No more dust and ash depositing on every piece of hardware I own. It’s sickening sometimes how much dust and crap sets all over my shit.
  • I will be saving at least $4 a day by not smoking that extra pack I conveniently have at my disposal.
  • The room won’t smell so putrid in case I have company.

This all might seem like no big deal to someone that doesn’t smoke but for an avid smoker like myself, this shit is major. It’s a huge deal.

I want to update my hardware slightly. I will have a brand new shiny computer at my disposal and in the future I will be doing a lot more work in front of the screen. Right now I’m sporting an ancient VGA 22” BenQ flatscreen which had its screen replaced with something, the brand of which I have no notion of. Fact of the matter is, it doesn’t display colors the way it used to. It’s getting old and its life is slowly draining. The case even comes apart in some places.

For this purpose I am planning on investing in two of these beauties:

Phillips Monitor

Anyone that has a dual monitor setup knows the benefits of said setup, there is little need to explain. For a designer and someone that wants to work in different programs at the same time, such setup is close to indispensable.

The visual part out of the way, let’s talk a bit about audio. Right now my speaker system consists of an ad-hoc improvisation involving a Technics deck, without the extra satellites. Even though this setup has served me faithfully for many years, it’s just too damn big. I mean seriously, the thing is fucking huge. The speaker quality is impeccable, albeit a bit too powerful for a room like mine, but I am quite frankly sick and tired of having this mammoth take up valuable desk space.

The winds of change are blowing, bringing along this:

For a mere $100 (yes I realize it’s double the Amazon price, welcome to Romania), I can have a 5.1 system which I’ve never experienced before. People seem to be happy with it and it’s probably more than enough for a 4x3 meter room such as mine.

Other improvements to my setup will probably consist of a new mouse and keyboard, but for now my current G15 works perfectly fine and my mouse still lives up to the abuse I administer it.

Now, onto my plans as Zooc the Carpenter/Soundproofer/DIY Monster. This is a to-scale snapshot of my room presently:

The room is 4x3.3 meters and around 3 meters tall. This causes some issues when it comes to recording sound. I have a plan in mind to fix it, which involved purchasing 5 particle board panels, some acoustic foam and assembling the contraption in a manner such as this:

What you see on the desk will consist of a second project which I have to sort of tailor around my future dual-monitor setup but that will basically be a DIY clone of this:

Fact of the matter is I’m not crazy enough to pay 200 EUR for a fucking piece of metal with foam on it. Plus, we Romanians are well known for ingenuity and improvisational skills. Now, my panel project will fix two issues:

  1. There will be no more echo anywhere at all, making for much more professional sounding recordings in all circumstances.
  2. It will offer a uniform background for vlogs which will stray from flowery bedsheets, sun shining through my curtains and the general mess that’s seen behind me every time.

But what about the heat/darkness/etc you may ask? The air conditioning unit is on the wall facing me, blowing the cool breeze of freon right into my improvised booth. Also, a basic desk lamp should take care of any lighting issue. If not, there’s always my ceiling lamp paired up with said desk lighting device.

People have been complaining about the quality of my webcam while filming drawings. Granted I purchased a 720p well-rated webcam for this exact purpose, I am ready to admit it doesn’t put out the best possible quality recording. After all, it’s still a webcam. Finer details could only be picked up by an actual camera, designed to work in artificial low-lighting environments. So far I have not been able to find something affordable that would fit this criteria but it will most likely be a Sony Handycam I can link to my computer to record directly onto my hard-drive onto which I can strap a proper mount instead of my unstable “taped-to-lamp” system which I’m currently employing.

Purchasing all these toys is a long-term commitment and it will definitely not happen in one month, but this is a basic list I wanted to share with you of gear I plan to use to better my craft, output, proficiency and professionalism for the future. Thanks for reading!

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On friends and getting stood up

Me (4 days before) : Yo, we going out for drinks on Friday?

Best friend for 8 years : Yeah, sure.

Me (today) : Yo, we going out for drinks?

BFF8Y : Yeah, I’ll call you in a bit and let you know.

4 hours pass. Nothing. What the last line basically meant was “I don’t feel like it but if some miracle happens that will change my mind, maybe I’ll get off my lazy ass and let you know”.

What is it with people not being able to say “no” ? Does it occur to anyone out there that maybe people don’t feel like sitting around waiting for a phonecall? Let’s say I wanted to have a really long “reading” session if I knew for sure I wouldn’t be going out. Do I want to be interrupted by a phonecall at 10 PM saying “yeah sorry I didn’t feel like it after all” ? Fuck that shit. 

People have the misconception that by not saying “no” from the get-go you do the other person a favor by not hurting their “feelings”. Uncertainty is one of the least pleasant feelings a human being can experience. It baffles me how some people are too dense to realize that or, even worse, to scared to tell the truth. I would understand if we were 12, I really would. But a grown man not being able to let another grown man know of his true feelings towards something as trivial as going to the pub for a drink… Fuck me. No wonder people are speaking of the apocalypse. The world will come to an end if people don’t grow some goddamn balls.

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Fuck… I’m a Tumblr person now.

Never thought it would happen. I sort of made it a point to never have a real blog in the true sense of the word. There’s no interaction, there’s no voice tone here, there aren’t any spontaneous jokes. It’s not a video. It’s text; just boring, plain old text. But as one grows and matures, the desire to express one’s thoughts grows as well.

So why shouldn’t I have a blog? Things have happened to me that people would never even dream of experiencing. Might be worth taking a black-text-on-white snapshot of little events that make our lives feel more complete or, hell, even more chaotic. After all, they say sharing is caring.

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