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So there's this guy on my Facebook friend list who's really annoying. Classic fuckface behaviour. He makes uneducated hypotheses, calls everyone stupid (except himself, it's hilarious if it weren't so annoying), and makes all these really fucking stupid generalizations and arguments. Very offensive guy. All of this on Facebook status updates. I know, I can just easily delete him, and move on and stop complaining about how offensive (and stupid) he is. It would save me from seeing all his comments and just shut him up. He can exist somewhere else beyond my hearing (or my feed). But then what about Freedom of Speech? Does he not have the right to voice his own opinions, just as I fiercely defend mine? Would I not be stepping on his rights or freedom by deleting him, shutting him up? Could I not give him his little FB space to stage his little rants and beliefs? I do not have to accept his views, but I must respect his right to have them and say them out loud. So what if t...

While I'm not an Apple person, I've always liked the minimalist look. I also like white. So yes, every time I pass by an iZone shop, I always go in and have myself a nice look at all that beautiful [overpriced] 'simplicity'. I've been tempted many, many times to get sucked in to that whole Mac business, but I seriously doubt it's for me. After all, I am neither hip nor much of a computer/graphics person. I'm happy with my little (almost) 4-year-old classic iPod prompting me to check out that sub-culture every now and then. For now. Unless someone really convinces me. Or takes me on a shopping spree. Whatever comes first. So today, I made my first iTunes purchase. I sat for about a couple hours shopping for music, looking for stuff that I'd really spend money on. I ended up buying a bunch of Alejandro Sanz music and some jazz, totally worth it, but it wasn't as fun an experience as I thought it would be. I don't think I'll do it again for anot...

We all know that pivotal scene mid-montage in "Pretty Woman" when Julia Roberts' character goes back to Rodeo Drive to shop after she was very basically kicked out for looking like a prostitute who couldn't afford to buy anything there. She triumphantly goes up to the saleswoman who judged her before and she says, pointing at the woman with her hand that held all the shopping bags, "You work on commission, right? Big mistake. Huge." Yeah. That's right, bitch. The prostitute who couldn't afford to buy anything from your snooty, high-end shop struck gold and got an extremely good-looking, quietly tortured, wealthy man to give her some shopping money in exchange for her service. And all that money isn't going to your shop. Coz you suck ass. Seriously, I hate salespeople who can't do their job. I don't think it's part of their job description to judge their customers by their appearance, but please correct me if I'm wrong. I mean, com...