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    Яαgιи Яαvєи
    Cairo, Egypt
    Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.
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Tapping at my chamber door

In 2008, I'll Get Me A Shotgun

I will also:
2. Get closer to
Job hunt some more.
4. Get closer to my
5. Learn a new language.
Finish at least one screenplay.
Lose the extra weight.
8. Get a
driver's license. I will not buy a car.
9. I will
rule my world.
10. I will have my

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Stake matters

It’s like me with Windows Hearts card game. If I don’t “shoot the moon” on the first round i.e. hit all players with 26s, I quit the game and start another one. It’s like I’m playing against my own luck instead of against a 0s and 1s piece of machinery.

I don’t know whether that makes me a stronger gamer or a quitter and a coward, but I do know that it’s by far more fun to aim higher… even if I get to quit all the cheap stake games.

I do the same with Hoyle’s Poker. I save the game after each win and I reload it after each loss. I hate losing if I’m playing non humans. I could have said computer, but I preferred using the term non humans. It’s not like I’m playing sea turtles here. All in the figure of speech, I guess.

I never play poker, not real poker at least. I once played poker with sugar bags at some coffee place that me and my friends used to hang out at. The floor manager used to join us too after he shuts the door close.

It was fun, betting on something that we didn’t own in the first place.

But when it comes to life, it’s not easy to gamble, to risk. I like givens. I hate decisions. Even though many friends ask me for advice, I still find it real hard to give any to myself. Being neutral about matters helps. Praying estekhara helps.

I always find ways to drag whatever it is that I crossed out right back into the chip pool.

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.

Ironically, I never report to my managers at work. I always do what I think is right, say what I think is right… call the related department, process the forms, do the required maintenance. All they gotta do is SIGN.

I work too much. I should just quit. I heard stories about people who quit… stayed home for two years, unemployed.

Distorted isn’t the right word, but it’s the first word that comes to mind. (Thank you Chuck)

Why do I even bother? :)

Multiplayer games is by far more fun.

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