me: hey you doing any torrenting/filesharing or the like?
Mike: i am not
me: k
Mike: y?
me: my usenet connection is at 5kb/s
me: there we go
me: is back now
Mike: its been spiky all day
Mike: ping goes crazy when i’ve been playing cod4
me: shitty
Mike: yup
me: fucking rogers
Mike: i hate them so much
Mike: its like getting cancer when the only other option is aids
About
restraint.org is a loose collection of writing, links, ravings, photos, news, fiction, and bad poetry by Jairus Khan. This website has been here (off and on) for ten years or so, and was around in various other forms for three or four years before that.
I spend most of my off-hours working (in Ottawa, Canada) to promote underground arts and media, and trying to keep independent music from being smothered by an anachronism popularly known as ‘the industry’. I DJ weekly, promote concerts/festivals regularly, make beep-beep noises in an industrial-metal band, and release CC-licensed albums for my industrial-slash-experimental-electronic project Ad·ver·sary, which sounds something like robots fucking to My Bloody Valentine.
When I’m not working with, promoting, listening to, or writing music, I design very angry websites, flyers, book jackets, and the sort for various arts projects. I supplement my music/design income (roughly enough to buy a pocketful of buttons a month) by developing counter-hacking courses and moonlighting as a web coordinator for the man.
I also bake very tasty cookies.
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lol sad but true. :P
I have a joke for you, which i am only telling because it involves both cancer and AIDS.
An Irishman named O’Malley went to his doctor after a long illness.
The doctor sighed and looked O’Malley in the eye and said, “I’ve some bad news for you. You have cancer, and it can’t be cured. You’d best put your affairs in order.
O’Malley was shocked but being a solid character, he managed to compose himself and walk from the doctor’s office into the waiting room, where his son was waiting.
“Well son, we Irish celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don’t go well. In this case, things aren’t so well. I have the cancer. Let’s head to the pub and have a few pints.”
After 3 or 4 pints the two were feeling a little less somber..There were some laughs and some more beers. They were eventually approached by some of O’Malley’s friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.
O’Malley told them they were drinking to his impending end. He told his friends, “I have been diagnosed with the AIDS.”
The friends gave O’Malley their condolences, and they had a couple of more beers. After the friends left, O’Malley’s son leaned over and whispered his confusion.
“Dad, I thought you told me that you were dying of cancer, and you just told your friends that you were dying of AIDS!”
O’Malley said, “I don’t want any of them sleeping with your Mother after I am gone.”
LOL, bazing! :D
HAH!
I’m on Teksavvy, and I love it! Have a third party router firmware that lets me bypass bell’s throttling as well.