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Our Independence Day

Posted by on September 15, 2011 Comments Off

“How can you call yourself Free if you still depend on Privative Software?”.

September 15 marks the Mexican Independence Day, which started 201 years ago with a priest shouting at a church, calling us to arms and rebel against the kings and monarchs that ruled us.

I’m not trying to emulate the priest in any way, that’s a wild thought best left for a fanfic of some sorts, but with the current situation we live in my country, I really don’t feel as attached to this place as I used to be.

I don’t remember what day I first tried out Linux (Debian, Mandrake and Knoppix back then), or when I finally decided to get rid of the Windows Vista Beta partition and stick with Fedora Core 6 (That sounds like a loooooooooong time ago), but why not celebrate my independence from Bill Gates the same day most Mexicans celebrate their independence?

That’d give me something to celebrate.

Clichés

Posted by on September 6, 2011 2 comments

If you’ve ever wondered what the hell goes on in my mind and heart, give this a read, otherwise, skip it.

Life’s a bitch. These past few weeks I’ve been happy. 3 days ago I wrote about a girl I met online, how happy she made me. I woke up with a freakin’ smile on my face every morning, and went to sleep thinking of her. I hadn’t felt this way in a very long time (What is it now? 6 years? 7 years? I stopped counting), and as you can guess by the tone of this post, the magic is gone.

Apparently, I deserve someone better. “It’s not you, it’s me.”. I got Constanza’d. “You’re a wonderful person and you deserve someone better”. And I think I deserve it. I Ted Mosby‘d. I fell for this girl and told her how much she meant to me and I think that freaked her out.

I don’t really understand what happened. Last Friday, we had a lot of fun, she even said we should go out sometime. Now she’s telling me that ” She doesn’t feel anything for me.” She thinks I’m a wonderful person, just not the ‘wonderful person’ she’s looking for, I guess, and one date is all I got to prove I was.

I felt like I was king of the hill. I was extremely happy this morning, even started doing Wii Fit again, y’know, to lose some pounds. Now I’m just sighing loudly. I hadn’t opened my heart to anyone in years, and now that I finally did. Well, It kinda looks like this </3.

I guess what I’m trying to say here is that if you missed the rage-driven, miserable, bitter Nushio who complained about all sorts of little things…

I’m back.

*sigh*

Match made in Math?

Posted by on September 3, 2011 2 comments

FYI, This post is personal and doesn’t feature much math or free software.

I recently read Ruth‘s “Mamas, Don’t let your babies date some crazy blogger I hadn’t ever heard of” GeekMom column, about how some psycho blogger decided to write about her date with Magic the Gathering Superstar World Champion, Jon Finkel. Apparently they met over some dating site called “OKCupid” and it didn’t work out for them. Boo-freakin’-hoo..

But I’m not here to berate the Gawker blogger(they do enough to discredit themselves). I tried out the site a few weeks ago. I had been in Mexico City for almost 2 weeks and lived by myself in the hotel and yeah, it might make you feel kinda lonely. While watching a Big Bang Theory rerun where they end up hooking up Sheldon with Amy through some dating site, I decided to give it a try.  I can’t remember who recommended it Found it! It was a rather short blurb on Phandroid(Thanks, Kevin!), but apparently enough for me to try it out.

You see, through the site I found this cute girl. Apparently the Al-Gore-Rhythm put us at a 91% match compatibility and 0% enemy. We chatted, a lot, throughout about 3 weeks, she ended up ‘friending‘ me on Facebook and we finally went on a date today.

Unlike that crazy blogger, I could actually write the nicest things in the world about her here, but won’t because I respect her privacy, besides we both think meeting people online is kinda weird and had to come up with cover stories like “Friend of mine gave me her address” (If I told you this story, I lied, heh), and having people online reading our date seems even creepier. We had a lot of fun, and are looking forward to the next date, you’ll have to settle for that.

I know the chances of meeting your soul-mate through some dating site are slim-to-none, but I’d like to think I found my needle in a haystack, as early as it might be to say so. If you’re single, keep looking, and why not give that site (Or any other site) a try? Worked for me, and I’m quite happy with the results.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get into a shape. Apparently I can no longer handle a couple of Pump-it-up tracks on Hard without sweating and losing my breath. Man, that sucked.

Good Deed of the Day

Posted by on May 1, 2011 6 comments

If you came here expecting a Free-Software-related blogpost, move on. I’m quite happy with the previous ones I wrote today.

Went out to watch the movie Thor. I have to admit the Asgards where somewhat paler than I expected, but it was a good movie regardless.
What’s interesting is what happened slightly afterwards. It all started when I realized I had lost my parking ticket.

I went to the Parking Ticket Booth and asked for the manager to pay the I-am-a-moron-fee. ($70 MXN, for the record). While I was there, I saw a Damsel in Distress. She had a flat tire, and had some trouble changing the tire. I naturally offered to help, I have to admit she looked very cute, and  I didn’t have anything better to do.

So we went to her truck, and I found her friend there. Some scrawny looking guy, I’m guessing her boyfriend. I asked what the problem seemed to be, and they couldn’t get the spare tire down, so I did what any self-respecting geek would do: I Googled it. Answers provided me with a very mobile-friendly page, which told me where the rods required to get the spare down where located.

The other problem is that the moron placed his jack in the wrong place, and the spare wouldn’t fit without lifting the truck a few more inches. Lucikly, I had my jack, and helped place it in the right spot to get the truck ready to change the tire.

After a while, we managed to change the tire, and I left. No phone number in hand, all I got was her name.

To be honest, I helped her out to help her out. Not for money to cover the moron-fee, not for her phone number. I did it out of the goodness in my heart.

I wish I could end this post with “Kids, that’s the story of How I Met Your Mother“, but like the series, there’s always next episode to look forward to.