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yeah. I don't really like action movies either.
although there are some great ones.

ugh. I can't, guys. I really want my own apartment.
my parents are just a complete mess.
not to mention their judgments and way of thinking. it goes without saying that it's idiotic.
but...
anyway, the whole house is filled with junk. you can easily take two steps on the balcony, the rest is just shelves, suitcases, boxes, scrap metal.
in their room, in the corner, there are piles of bags containing completely meaningless things.
there are 6-7 flower pots on every windowsill in the whole house, and more on the shelves, on the floor.
various things are scattered around the house, such as: tubes, jars, packages, bags, shoes, magazines(!), boxes...
the magazines are just awful. there are about fifty of them in the kitchen, taking up 60% of the corner, constantly falling, getting in the way. mostly they are magazines about cars (my father bought a car 3-4 years ago and thinks he's a cool car enthusiast), and about tourism (they both have one goal in life - to go somewhere every six months, lie on the sand in the sun, sleep and eat).
there are even more magazines in their room, and they sometimes even try to give them to me because they have too many, but I stop them.
there are also about 40 different jars, creams, nail polishes, they also fall, boxes of pills, a dozen towels, because every time someone takes a new one when the old one "disappears" - it falls behind the corner on the floor. the whole sink and the surface next to it are covered with dishes and mugs, coffee grinders, saucers, spoons and other crap.
they bought a dishwasher so they wouldn't have to wash dishes themselves. good for them.
every evening I dig out plates from the sink, from the stagnant water that has been there for who knows how long. they constantly drink coffee and pour the grounds from the mugs into the sink, along with pasta, potatoes - leftovers - and other garbage.
the drain is completely clogged.
every evening, your humble servant exchanges the chain sword, stained with the blood of heretics, for a damn plunger, and works there, just like a plumber, up to his elbows in filth.
the mugs they used to drink from, they throw right there, as a result, a mountain of dirty, stinky glass containers forms near the sink every other day.
now they decided to do some renovations - chaos has reigned throughout the house. the piles have grown and spread, now, walking in the dark through the hallway, I risk my health and the integrity of my bones.
they like to throw garbage not in the trash can, but take a separate bag for it, which they throw next to the trash can, and then wonder for a long time why there is so much garbage, but the trash can is empty.
you know, I'm not particularly fond of extreme order, but honestly, they live like pigs in a sty. knee-deep in dirt.
I can't take it anymore. and they are constantly rummaging through their junk, looking for something, trying to organize something, and five minutes later they mess up another part of the house. they bring everything into the house - calendars, pens, pieces of paper, they carefully collect some useless junk that no one needs, and at the same time complain that no one has vacuumed for a month. but why bother, if there's no point in it with this kind of living?
they buy some kind of juicer and a kilo of oranges, play with them, and after a couple of days they throw it on a shelf, adding another idiotic item to the junk.
this is the consumerist life that I hate. it's awful. just a nightmare.
sorry for the harsh words, but today my patience has simply run out.

PS guys! Has anyone gone through the medical commission at the military enlistment office? I don't remember what it's called, but it's after the medical examination and all the other stuff, when you've already collected all the documents, etc. Then there's this commission... If anyone has gone through it, please let me know =))) What will they do there?))))

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Yeah... I'm a little late.

Lock, I don't even know what to say... I can only imagine how you feel... I also like order and everything being in its place, although I sometimes "sin" by doing similar things... )

Lock, have you tried talking to his PARENTS about this?;) You can always try to reason with a person, or at least try, or at least make sure this doesn't happen again. If there's a lot of clutter around, start asking them pointedly why they need each item, etc.

Sir Locken!!! Oh my god! When will you join the Quip?)))
It's been a month already... we need to talk.

P.S. Send me a private message, etc., so we can chat.

We've reached the milestone of 700 posts... :)

Damn! I finally played Soulstorm! I never really liked it that much, so I just installed it with the easiest AI to see what had changed. When I wiped them out with two armies on some unknown minute, it seemed like something was wrong. I had to set it to harder difficulty. Then something strange happened – the Necrons were initially dominating, but only turrets, which I carefully placed beforehand to block the entrance to my base, saved me. When I had a decent army, I didn't even have to use it because I built two aircraft just to see what they were, and they destroyed the Monolith on their own, and the Necrons didn't even do anything... Strange... The computer played the game normally throughout, but then it became stupid at the end. I checked out the Dark Eldar – I liked them, they're interesting guys, and the soul-stealing thing is a cool idea. I haven't tried the Sisters of Battle yet.

Siver, do you think I haven't tried?
They're just starting to yell in their idiotic military manner, and the desire to strain your vocal cords, trying to shout them down, or to rupture your eardrum, waiting for the outburst to end, is not worth it.
They are completely stuck in the 12th century with their mindset. They just evoke dislike, and they won't listen to anyone, no matter what.

Exz, play with people, then you'll remember playing against the computer as a terrible and boring dream.

Ar, write to me in a private message, because there are problems with the main terminal, and on this one... it's also not great.

Lock, with my internet connection, I can only play Tetris. There's no way I can play Warhammer or Heroes 5. Plus, I have limited data.

You told me you have 1 Mbps, and that the traffic is allocated in a certain amount upon payment, and only what's above that is charged separately.

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...today, a friend, seeing the unpainted Warhammer miniatures on my desk, said again that I'm an idiot and wasting money on nonsense. I replied that it's better to spend it on this than on booze and cigarettes, and I bombarded him with RPGs, with geeks running around in tin armor, wielding wooden swords. He started arguing that it's not normal, and that it's better to sit at a computer, and we got into a long discussion about "normality" and "abnormality," my favorite topic, the one I've really delved into. Personally, I don't accept any boundaries, because no one can accurately describe a "perfectly normal person." Although, there is one common image. Yes, yes, again, an office worker who, at 45, has problems with erectile dysfunction, lives according to a tedious daily routine, and is dying from hemorrhoids. My friend considers this character to be the most "normal," and any deviations are nonsense, although he admits that such a fate is quite depressing. Well, that means I'm a dangerous psychopath, because this way of life doesn't appeal to me at all. What do you think? Do you also have an idea of a "normal" way of thinking and living that you consider to be the only right one?

Heh) I only have 1 Mbps officially. In reality, it's something disgustingly low.
Lock, everyone has their own quirks; some people just don't understand others. For example, I don't think it's normal (and this is what one of my friends does) to call yourself a crazy and very original person just to stand out. At the same time, he believes that everyone who doesn't dress like him is a "gopnik" (meaning anyone, even if they're wearing perfectly normal clothes – a simple jacket, jeans, shoes), and that everyone with short hair is uninteresting and unoriginal.

Siver, do you think I haven't tried?
They just start yelling in their idiotic, military-like manner, and the desire to tear your vocal cords by shouting them down, or to burst your eardrum while waiting for the outburst to end, is more trouble than it's worth.

In patience, you will find strength, young Padawan;). Since my mother responds to me in much the same way, I can suggest my tactic. State your arguments to them in an absolutely calm voice, logically proving the need to change something. They start yelling. Wait for the outburst to end; it's much easier than it seems at first glance. After that, in the same calm voice, explain the invalidity of the "arguments" they expressed during the outburst (this will most likely not be difficult). Wait for a new outburst. Repeat this n number of times until you achieve your goal. Sooner or later, you will either force them to change everything, or you will drive them completely crazy. The latter is more likely than the former. After some time (about a week), start this conversation again and go through the cycle again. If it doesn't work, don't despair; I'm almost certain that by the third conversation, they won't yell – they won't want to feel like idiots. The main thing is not to lose your temper, and speak calmly and logically. This tactic has been tested on my own parents.

Yeah...
Everyone does what they want and enjoy... there's nothing wrong with that. Even if it's collecting toy soldiers or playing in a music group that might not become famous and might break up soon... so what? It doesn't mean that people wasted their time... they enjoyed the process, they enjoyed that time... is that bad?) And some skills and knowledge will remain, and they won't be unnecessary...
Everyone should have some kind of activity besides work, watching TV, etc.... but living like most people (those Locke wrote about) isn't very appealing... =)
And definitely, any activity (except for robbing people, rape, murder, etc.) is BETTER than getting drunk and high... there's definitely no benefit from that, and it's a real waste of money... I don't understand people who enjoy it and often repeat these procedures.

P.S. Locke, I'm afraid your friend is already completely...

Siever, believe me, that’s what I’m doing. They just never, ever back down from their delusions, no matter what, even if it’s the end of the world, they just don’t care. I’m telling you, it’s like the 13th century. Madness. Heh. Quirks. My friend seems to understand that he’s wrong in his judgments, but… maybe he just hasn’t outgrown his “moment of hatred” yet? He despises a lot of things. Mostly, the government. He’s like an “anorchist.” Sort of. He used to wear a Che Guevara t-shirt and wanted to start a revolution. Now he can only criticize everything in the world.

Does anyone know where I can download music online?

Use a search engine. Like Google, Yandex, Rambler, etc.