Yahoo Messenger 9, BETA

msg9_b1_client_4.jpgAt first, let me say that BETA this, BETA that, I’m getting sick of all the BETA… Everybody is using the word BETA slammed on anything, or any kind of software, website and so on… but enough ranting.

Yahoo Messenger, is quite a popular piece of software nowadays. I like it and I don’t like it. I have to use it for work, and beats the hell out of ticket systems, when communication is real time, but I hate using it in personal matters… all the smiley’s and emoticons in the world, won’t give it that “personal” feeling a nice face to face conversation brings, or even a phone call.

I found out today via that the guys over at Yahoo managed to get to version 9 of the Yahoo Messenger. I wasn’t able to download it, and play with it. They have a nice movie showing off the new stuff they implemented. Lots of it useless in my opinion, but it’s the eye candy that does the trick. I just wish they did something with the Linux version also, but in the meanwhile, never mind, Pidgin is here!
You can see the video here.

Later Edit: Downloaded, installed, looks dandy… nice themes, I don’t like the detailed list features, I prefer single row / contact. Same old commercial at the bottom, and they didn’t do anything to the archive, and that’s a disappointment. They don’t show your name or your friend’s name on every line they type, which is cool, but I’m too tired right now… going to sleep.

blogging is fun!

Well, it is! reading blogs is fun, if the author has something nice to say, and writing blogs is fun if you have time for it, and you write some good crap…

You want to win a six figure amount from your blog? get a job that pays a six figure amount, and blog from work! This I read somewhere on the net, and it seemed excellent! 😉

How lame can you be, to need attention from someone and you resort to cutting your veins for it? well, one guy found a good way to get close to a girl who used to be his girlfriend, and called her telling her that he found one of her t-shirts, and he was going to return it. He did, and the girl noticed a funny thing… The t-shirt was a girls t-shirt, but it wasn’t hers!!! now that’s lame… 😀 I’ll add names here if I will be allowed to… but, later!

A cool gift I got yesterday from my sister was a nice RED t-shirt, which now I wear proudly and instead of making the sign “talk to the hand” to people who need that sign, i just show them my t-shirt… the first picture with me on this blog, check below:


Coming up in a later post, some other nice t-shirts I own… 😉

str8_logo.gif Later Edit: Also from Ania I got a chain letter reaction thingie about the perfume I use. Well, anyone who knows me a little bit should know I use STR8. STR8 Black since 2000 or 1999(via Sonia who introduced me to it) and and STR8 Green since the summer of 2007. I would like Andressa to tell us what she uses, also Fana and Mr. Fenomental 😉


Tigara de dimineata

Daca imi spunea cineva acum 6 luni ca eu o sa traversez in fiecare zi gara din Cluj ca sa ajung la servici, radeam vorba aia cu curu’ si ii spuneam sa nu mai faca glume. Uite am ajuns sa traversez gara zilnic, mai prin pasaj, mai peste linii, cum am chef. Daca am tigari la mine, trec prin pasaj. Daca nu am, se schimba povestea, trebuie sa merg la magazinul de langa statia de autobuz, care nu este tocmai langa statia de tramvai, sa imi iau tigari, si implicit pasajul nu mai e o optiune… dar in fine, despre altceva vroiam sa scriu.

Am fost la nunta Dobrestilor acum cateva saptamani bune, la Bucuresti ( Nunta a fost sambata, duminica seara am pornit inapoi spre Cluj. Evident ca am ajuns prea tarziu la gara, si casa de bilete nu mai are bilete… “A trecut termenu dom’le… vedeti la seful de tren” imi spune acra CeFeRista de la ghiseu. Mergem la seful de tren, care era o alta CeFeRista acra si o intrebam ce si cum… “pai dom’le, e scump… e scump…” “Dar nu putem sa ne… intelegem?!?” zic eu de colo, sperand sa transform toata problema intr-o situatie fericita (platit bilet normal, venit la clasa I-a etc etc etc ca doar am mai facut asta) dar ea de colo “Nu si Nu ca Batman Batman”. No stress, mergem cu urmatorul, peste 3 ore…avem vreme sa luam bilete.

Ce extragem din povestea asta? S-au cumintit dom’le oamenii! Nu se mai da spaga pe CeFeRe! asta nu poate fi decat de bine ma gandesc…

Revenind la povestea cu traversatul garii, azidimineata la ora 7, statea “parcat” ca nu imi place cum suna “garat” ceva accelerat/rapid ticsit numai cu vagoane de dormit, cusete si alte cele, prin care nu se prea poate trece… eram departe de pasaj, deci vroiam sa trec peste linii, dar de unde… si mergand eu agale pe langa acest superb tren, la fiecare vagon e coborat cate un CeFeRist tuciuriu, sefu de “vagon”, ca asa e dom’le la vagonul de dormit. Nu mai ai sef de tren, ca ai sef de vagon… el face legea. Si ma uitam la usi, daca pot sa trec dintr-o parte in alta, deschis doar pe o parte peste tot. Rand pe rand, 3 dintre ei, cu ecuson frumos in piept ma intreaba: “Mergi la Oradea?!?”, “Ce vagon cauti? Hai la mine!”, “Unde vrei sa mergi flacau?” Astia trei erau la distanta de 1 vagon unul de altul, si eu incercam morocanos sa le explic ca nu am de gand sa parasesc Clujul, nu azi cel putin…

Deci? concluzia finala: se da spaga in continuare, daca vorbesti frumos cu ei si scapi o hartiuta plasticata in mana care trebuie poti sa fumezi relaxat, si mizeria e aceeasi… Hai sictir… Ma duc cu stopul!

PS: Multumesc Ania pentru cadoul de aseara!

PPS: Inca o data La Multi Ani Fenomentalului, si mersi de meci aseara… o sa scriu alta data cand ma enervez mai tare despre imbecilii aia care se comportau ca si cum ar fi avut tricoul meu pe ei…