Soory o

There aint no ghost about this.

You are installing MEmory consuming Apps on that System

How you no go see ghost

Uptight.

Men, that got me hooked. You could start a book thus. Something similar happened to me but not nearly as dramatic. My new laptop has a 2GB RAM as compared with 512MB of my last one. It has done everything but crash, memory dumps, bla bla bla, the works. Now I'm eyeing those Double Core Duos that have 4GB RAM. But money is always a limitation especially when you aren't working like me. Where'd you serve Kay?

uptight?

See you boasting now eh.

So this is where you come to hid.

Boast about what? You use a macbook don't you? So what's special about a 2GB RAM? Besides, it cost 20k less than what I paid for my 512MB RAM laptop.

Except boasting means something else, I see no boasting here. You're serving too right. At least concede that.

I come here when I feel like peace and quiet.

You said You are working and he isnt.

no be boast??

if i be kopa nko??

Chai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

See the power of the comma? Linda Lavid teach me but I no hear!

I've never worked in my life

'When you're not working, like me' is what I meant.

Don't be like that Gamine, kai, I don't have to be the mental picture that Ex has printed in your brain. I just wanted to talk about it. I just finished service Feb, this year and I miss it already. OK?

lmao.

Ex, didnt paint any pic for me oooooooh

Anyways, u miss Service??

how come its only guys i hear saying this

Well that may be because all the girls run off and start working at banks or something of the sort. We dudes have to roam about for awhiles. In the hot sun I forgot to mention. I guess I wouldn't be saying this if I had served in a remote, powerless, waterless, amenityless region in Borno, but essentially I hate having to kiss my dad's ass for paper.

I see

What happened to you today sef,
you were running round NL like a horse on fire

The Life is a rant Edition

I read that somewhere, at first I tried to dismiss it but it wouldn’t dismiss me and you know what, I’m glad it didn’t because the truth is. . .  Life is a rant.
Okay the way I see it, Life life is a whole bunch of storms. . . big, small, medium storms brewing just below the surface and one day, it all comes bursting out as. . . as a rant. Another truth. . . only the very brave can take it on and the not so brave. . . they stay silent and hope the brewing stops.

They do this by being less Introspective. They take flights of fancy, lose themselves in something so mundane, so thoughtless and hope it tires them out, so by the time they their heads hit the pillows, it straight to dreamland.  Ah! Yes, some would rather just deal with the right here, right now and who can blame them? It’s so easy.

Take this for instance. . . she’d been away for a long time, left as a girl came back as a. . . an older girl, not a big fan of woman.
Everything so different. . .  yet surprisingly the same.

You are so grown. . . an adult now, they tell her right before asking how she’d like to be spoon fed.

A baby fork please, she finds herself automatically answering. So easy to slip back to the old, isn’t it?

Everyone needs a moment to adjust, give them time she is told when she whines. . . yes whines about the unfairness of it all.

So having no choice, she sticks staunchly to the present, refusing to look back while waiting for them to catch up and wouldn’t think of the future because it might ask her for things she wouldn’t be able to give.

The result. . . . Getting sucked into another world where things are light-hearted fun, no demands, no requests, no expectation, no suppositions, no assumptions and no presumptions. A world where the opposite of rant is life. Will she pay a price in the future for choosing to live in this world?  Oh Absolutely, without a doubt. . . but remember, it’s about the here and now.

Is this a rant? LOL, nah. . . just an Exercise in Exorcism.

PS
Gamine, just so you know. . . I have this [img]http://media.bigoo.ws/content/smile/character/character_35.gif[/img], in case you are thinking of bringing that your yeye violin around here.

bluespice:

So, i am back - smiling actually this is a smirk not a smile
aiite ill tell u why this is important,
ok, i smile actually laugh a lot emphasis on lot
but this is only when I'm with my friends or in my multimedia class
hence bluespice sitting down smiling means one of a few things-
she just perfected a great scene in her head for the next murder story she's about to write
she just thought of how best to slooooowly kill a certain person
a baby just passed,
she just heard another pathetic story of a fool in love. . .
u get where I'm heading i'm sure
anyway its neither of the aforementioned reasons
its because I'm actively involved in a game of manipulate-me-i-laugh
u ever been in a situation where someone is basking in the thought of having u wrapped around the little finger or being so easy to be manipulated,
when in the real sense of it u are the one doing the whole job!
well, welcome to my world!
ok that apart, ever wonder why human beings are really so gullble?
i mean my dog u give him a piece of meat but he hesitates for just a while even if its a minisucle of a second he waits!
humans?
no! we accept everything we hear, see even imagine! to be real
i mean which other species can convince itself of a lie so much that it can pass a polygraph test when questioned on that lieok,
i know its pushing the limits comparing humans with animals that can't speak our! own language
but just imagine,
try to place them in suc a situation u know they will not act that way!

ok I'm not entirely sure if anyone will understand what i have said it might be wisdom too advanced for us
or just the workings of a very very tired brain
either way,
a toast to the gullibility of men!
and when i say men not males
a whole epistle is coming soon on them. . .
oh how i love talking of men . . . . . .

You are beginning to scare me. I mean seriously, you are scaring me. . . A GAME OF MANIPULATE ME, I LAUGH! That is my favorite game in all of the land!

Hey, do you have moments after you've just done something. . . something so freaking thoughtless that even Ray Charles can see through it. . . yet they don't get it, where you go "Okay, you have got to be kidding me! I could you not see that!!"

Oh, Oh. . . how about times when they think they are getting away with something, you know being slick and you go "Seriously? I mean. . . really? Okay, I'm gonna just sit back and I want to see how far you will go with this" ^{*filing nail and humming*} "Oh by the way, I am not saying anything right now because I think their a big laugh until my stomach hurts punchline at the end of this"


Oh Twinie. . . you sure have made my day. Now I know I am not evil. . . I mean at least I am not not alone in it. So yeah,  a toast and hurry with the epistle.

By the way, this puts a kibosh on me and Vesc getting e-wedded. He knows too much now and I like him too much to kill him, besides I think Gamine is gonna miss him. I couldn't do that to her, not even!

kay9:

Ever heard a true "ghost-in-the machine" story? I have. It happened to me in fact.

I bought my first laptop in last year, right after NYSC. I actually had to save like a miser in order to complete the money. Anyway, I finally got the money ready - forty-five miserly grand (in naira, of course ) - and I bought the laptop. It was an IBM Thinkpad. You know those laptops that have a knob in the middle of keyboard (instead of a finger touchpad)? Right, that was the type of system I had. And I luuuuved it, God knows I did. In fact, it turned me into a sort of software rat - java compliers, java builders, fast-download softwares, compatibility suites/programs, games - you name it, I wanted to get everything into that square piece of plastic contraption. In the end, the whole thing back-fired. My laptop developed a mind, nay, a ghost of its own. I know the cliche is well-worn and all, but it's the only way of aptly describing what happened: I raised a ghost in my IBM machine.

I think the last straw (or rather the last blow to the IBM coffin which raised the ghost) was the day I tried to install the sixth (consecutive) upgrade to my Windows XP op. system. I think it was the sixth, I'm not sure anymore, might have been more. Anyway, I got done upgrading the baby, restarted the machine and found out that my "Stand by" icon (from "Start'" had become inactive. Dead as a door-nail, if you please, but that was it. I tried every computing and configuring gimmick I knew, but the dead icon remained dead. But it didn't end there. Some icons simply disappered, others brought up an entirely different menu when clicked, and of course good, old "Stand by" remained dead. In the end, I just freaked out.

Now, I don't scare easy, see? I admit that after three grueling days of battling with my IBM, the fatigue had begun impress upon my crocodile-thick composure. But that hardly enough reason to start having morbid, "ghost" thoughts. What really undid me was when my girlfriend started saying laptop was infected with a "Stand-by" ghost. She actually called it that - the Stand-by ghost. You can't imagine the effect that had on me. And she kept on saying it all the time. Actually, I think it was because I'd had very little time for her since the IBM got "sick", but that hardly justifies what she did. Well, at last I had to agreed with her; I had a Stand-by ghost in my IBM machine.

I have a new laptop now. The IBM is back at Onitsha with my parents - somewhere under the loads of books I used in secondary school. I think the Stand-by ghost is still there, too.

Rotflmao! Aaaaah Boss, it's good to see that you are not left out of the hassles of technology we mortals go through.

So nice to have you on board and the reason I've been giving this section a wild berth is because. . . well because I want ME back for this place. Jinx doesn't belong here.

Vesc. . . I think it is your brain I wanna marry!!

Some Egomaniac Under Nairaland!

BRILLIANT!!!

Aww shucks, only you can make a black man blush.

Im packing too!

Gamine:



I'm packing too!

hey there's a gun no two guns in the house please are you for us or against us?Because the war in irag is over!Mind you we are nigerians we are alergic to gunz

Irag??

You have

I'm besides myself

oh twinie
i get all those things u just described
the last was actually today
i mean it was dumb
like blonde, blue-eyed dumb (apologies for the stereotype)
but no one could get it
no we are not evil my dear,
we are just


Vesucci u are a lucky man

Y'all ain't evil, just sinister.

And, uh, Vescucci has always been my alias but recently it's been garroted, torched, lynched etc. Oh, it's bringing me so much heartache and I often wonder why it bothers me so. That anyway is my own peculiarity Exercise in Exorcism

Just speaking my mind

lmao and wat was that?

I wasn't aware making sense was a requirement! I'm just appalled that some Vesucci bloke is hitting on Sisi or I'm supposed to be this Vesucci. Either way I'm appalled.

What's cracking, bluespice? Anything on your mind? Tell it to the doc!

oh doc tons of stuff on my mind
but the top is how to slooooooooooooowly cyber kill a certain someone in the full glare of the members of lit-land!!!

vescucci:

I'm just appalled that some Vesucci bloke is hitting on Sisi or I'm supposed to be this Vesucci. Either way I'm appalled.

err split personality someone?

Bwahahahaha! Oh my God! This thread is so funny in its randomness!

You guy are the BEST!!!! Couldn't have asked for a better group of exorcist friends. . . . from the gun toting Gamine to my kindred spirit twinie Bluespice to my future Husbrain Vescucci/Vesucci to the Machine Ghost Bursting boss Kay9 to the occasional Irag passerby! What more can a gal want. . . apart from having herself back but that's for another day.


Thanks Guys. . . You are the Best!!!

lol

jinx
hmmm i fel something
i should say it right?
but i just typed it and it took me 10 minutes to make head or tail of wat i wrote,
ill fine-tune it in my head and come post it later in the day
if it doesnt consume me before then
reference to the thing sisikill wrote as the first post
yes it does happen to me

Ah! Bluespice cum Bluspice. Is that some sort of penance for mutilating my alias earlier. Gun-totting Gamine, she's like my Grandmother. She's sure to kick my ass for this, just you watch.

@Baby, why can't I just be ur hubby, huh? U see them old TMNT cartoon series, where this large brain is wired up into this hideous body? Is that the kinda husbrain you want? If you love my brain, you gotta love the rest of me, baby. I'm feeling very romantic right now.
And about the Irag passerby, try Irag Imustpostto

Where's Kay9?

no it isnt vesucci
its more like the pure undiluted wisdom i have been ranting about for some days
its so pure its a bunch of ass wipe to every other human around

@Vesc,

@ALL,

such a nice speesh, Baby jeans gave ooh

oya

Sheesh, Gamine, who stepped on your elfin hair today?

Hello. . . Anybody. . . Somebody. . .any. . . Is this thing on?

Do you get the feeling like no one is listening to you? It’s like they are just sitting there, watching you talk and talk and talk,  as soon as you’re done,. . . Thinking you’ve finally gotten through,  they look at one another and go “Sooooo what were we saying?”

Ughhhhhhh!

Okay, I’m trying to be an adult so stumping my feet isn’t going to work here but I really, really want to stump my feet. I want to stump my feet, march nosily upstairs and slam the door so hard, it shakes the foundation of the house. . . But I don’t.

What do I do instead?

I get up quietly, a smile on my face and say. . . “Guess you’re busy now, we’ll talk about it later. Sooo. . Errr. . . Alrighty then”

Yeah, I told ‘em alright.

Am I complaining? Nah. . . Just an exercise in exorcism.

bluspice:

oh doc tons of stuff on my mind
but the top is how to slooooooooooooowly cyber kill a certain someone in the full glare of the members of lit-land!!!

I've got glocks. . . 17, 23, and the 26 9mm (my favorite. . .fits so nicely in your purse, it's a beaut), I've got AK47s, I've got machine guns, I've got bombs, I've got knives, daggers and swords, I've also got poisons. . . what's ya flava. This got something to do with losing your E?

vescucci:

Sheesh, Gamine, who stepped on your elfin hair today?

Tee hee hee.


So seriously, where is Kay9? Do you think the. . . ghost from the machine got it? Oh no! Don't tell me we're gonna have to send a ghost buster to help our own Ghost buster?