Lately, I think I could have competed with the laziest person who makes the shadow of the earth. I no longer felt like writing, working or even reading. I no longer even read blogs of close friends. Imprevizibil.ro , which was neglected for a long time, seems to have started to come back to life and return with interesting posts. Irrelevant if the posts are copied or written by the author of the blog. Post what is interesting, the curious and interested read and comment :)

Eugen, you have one fan super cool, believe me! :)

In the subway, two cute high school girls, decently dressed (however, enough to drive Irinel out of his mind), discuss the bastard Cristi.
I understand that uncle Cristi is a friend of one of them; the other had warned her right away that this was a bastard, the whole school knew, but she had no one to talk to; the steam of love had taken the mind of Cristi's friend.
Until the weekend, when he caught him.
So, they meet on Saturday and pose the problem, absolutely natural between two high school students:
"Where are we going, to you or to me?".
In the end, they decide to go to Cristi's (in case you are his parents, you should know that Cristi's family didn't make any report to the info while you were gone, but came home with kids).
"Girl, when I entered, I rushed to his computer. It was really broken, he hadn't lied that he couldn't access the messenger."
"Yes, the one from Oradea, how did he accept then?", the other stuck a knife in Cristi's back.
"He said he doesn't know her, he doesn't know who she is. He gave it like that, cool. He swore."
"Come on, girl, you're stupid. He's a bastard who agrees to all the scams on the net."
Faced with such a solid argument, I, for one, would have immediately left the bastard and would have hooked up, just for the hell of it, with one from sentimente.ro. Love, however, can overcome any obstacles:
"Girl, she showed me that she loves me. I went to an internet cafe and she rejected everything in front of me!".
"So have you reconciled?".
"Yes". "Don't tell me you kissed!".
"Bestow".
"Girl, you're crazy. You really love him...".
Cristi's girl sighed slowly, like Adela Popescu when she looked at Bordeianu (or anywhere):
"Do you realize, girl, that he rejected all that for me?".
I thanked the girls in my thoughts: if Euripides, Virgil or Ovid wrote about Orpheus, who went down to Hell after Eurydice, and Homer about the trials Odysseus went through to get home, to Penelope, I had the chance to write about Cristi, who, in the name of love for her girl, rejected all the scams on the net.

… and God, how many versions and scenarios are going through my mind now… sshhtt :)

I read the post above on Imprevizibil.ro and remembered one evening “GREAT” of summer, in which I was cursed by a site.

I was in the period when I was still trying to save something from a marriage and yet I couldn't help myself from small deviations on YM!. Finally…I won't go into details, but I laugh every time I remember. I posted on tryout.ro , “Do not forget the open chat” and a few minutes later I received a phone call from a friend who invited me to the city. The chat? Of course I forgot it openly… the wife? He stayed at the PC in my place. No one can imagine what followed when I got home and the memory capacity of a woman. In about an hour, he learned 239847329+N KB of logs, something more than the Creed, and probably so that he wouldn't forget what he read, he repeated it to me every minute for 2 months, almost word for word. :)

So that you can see, ladies and gentlemen, if you don't close the chat properly, you don't close Pandora's box. Take care of your eyes and spit 3 times in your chest if a black cat crosses your path. A good day.