I’m sorry to say that I’ve been disgustingly busy with work as of late. I work at a video game publisher and we’re about to get into our second closed beta. If you’re interested in MMORPGs or fucking awesome quest text, visit http://aika.gpotato.com for more information.
Consequently, I haven’t been able to answer all of your questions; I’ve decided to take a short break from Geek Counseling until we get this game up and running. It kind of sucks – I haven’t showered in weeks.
Anyhow, I can leave you beautiful people with some nuggets of advice that will hopefully suffice until I get back:
Misery loves company, but people don’t like people who are miserable all of the time. Keep your head up.
Don’t sit there. Stop waiting around. You want it? Fucking go for it.
Be yourself, but don’t be scared to try new things. Oftentimes, people don’t change – they simply mature into the person they are supposed to be.
Don’t fuck your sister.
I’ll see you gorgeous bastards in mid-March. Good luck, Geeks!
i’m super fat. i’m with this girl but i fucking hate her. i want to break up with her because i fucking hate her, but i don’t think i’ll ever find someone else. this is because i’m super fat. what do you think i should do?
I’m really in love with this girl but she has me by the balls. I think I want to marry her but just not yet. I’m not ready for that. She never lets me hang out with any of my friends. I can’t talk to any girls anymore. She always checks my stuff: facebook, phone, email. I love her and I want to marry her but I want my own space back. We’ve been together for about two years now and I’m 22.
I want to break up with her but she won’t let me. She says that I’m not thinking right and that I’ll change my mind again later. What do I do?
“That’s enough, Susan,” sighed Mr. Trigson, irritably massaging his temples. “That’s enough. Just go home.”
Her endless nights in the office, her countless number of skipped meals, her two months worth of cancelled nail salon appointments – it all resulted in missing the most important deadline in her company’s history. Susan tragically stared at the broken dreams meticulously laid out by the unfinished Microsoft Excel spreadsheet. She only needed a little bit more push. A little bit more drive. A little bit more coffee.
And in a matter of seconds, the pinstripes on her Armani business jacket trapped her into a prison.
“I can’t do this shit anymore.”
She hurled off the jacket. She cracked her knuckles. She let her hair down. She slipped her work into the outgoing box while coaxing herself out of slipping into the incoming tears.
“I’ve got to eat something.”
Susan trudged out of the office and dragged herself into the McDonald’s next door. She planned to reverse her sorrows with a Big Mac combo.
Extra onions. Please.
Suddenly her misery had evaporated into the aroma of dead cattle and a plethora of salt. The melted cheese was her melted stress. Her medium Coke was her new drug. She was lovin’ it.
But just as she felt nothing could get any worse, it happened. Someone had broken her combo.
P.S. This is TJ Combo from Killer Instinct, not Balrog.
I think my girlfriend is cheating on me. She’s constantly hanging around other guys and she’s very secretive about her whereabouts. She doesn’t pick up her phone all of the time when I call her. I ask her if she’s cheating on me and she just rolls her eyes and says no, but I don’t believe her.
I met this guy and he’s absolutely amazing. He makes me laugh, he’s so smart, we connect really well. There is just one problem: he has a girlfriend on the other side of the country. I knew this but I still hooked up with him. He tells me that she’s a bitch and that he likes me a lot. Now the problem is that she’s visiting him next week. It makes me feel awful. She bought plane tickets and everything and she’s staying for a couple of days. What do I do?
However, in spite of this blatant superiority, it cannot be denied that Geocities was a pioneer of home pages; it was truly the representation of our personalities of our time. And this was all before the incompetence of Twitter, the puckered lips of Facebook, and the… wait, who even uses MySpace these days? It comes to show that not everything you post on the Internet – indeed folks, not even animated GIF backgrounds and text marquees can last forever.
I was always the quiet, shy, geeky kid who was always picked on. I was overweight, had long hair, and bad acne. Girls were repulsed by me and classmates often used me as the butt of their jokes to make themselves look better. Now I’m in the best shape of my life. I can bench 300 pounds, deadlift 400, I can run 4 miles in a half hour.. the person I was, and I am now, are so far apart. The most ironic part, is I am in art school, majoring in game design. A school filled with people like the person I was.
I still struggle with my older self. My confidence comes and goes. Sometimes I feel like if I’m trying to be too confident, I look like those douchebag jocks in high school that made me feel like crap. I’ve never yet had a girlfriend, never even kissed a girl. I don’t know how to approach them. I honestly don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve had girls take interest in me, even take initiative to flirt with me, and I just get so nervous and awkward that either A) they think I’m a stuck up asshole jock, that’s too good to talk to them or B) I’m weird.
I’m frightened by this; three years of college, and I have no experience with the opposite sex whatsoever. I’m six months away from graduating and I’m terrified of being alone for the rest of my life. I feel like I’m missing out. I know I’m an attractive guy; I get told all the time, and I try to be a good person, but I just have this thing about opening up. I’m just way too shy.
I won’t pretend that I’m not attracted to a pretty girl at times like most guys, and that can sometimes cloud my judgement. But I do know that I’d really just like to have a steady relationship with someone. I’m still a bit shy, and the idea of just approaching someone I don’t know anything about scares me. I’m very awkward when I’m uncomfortable, and I tend to stumble with words when I’m talking to a new girl that I am attracted too.
I hate to sound shallow, but quite frankly being a game art and design student, most of the girls in my major aren’t really what I would call appealing. It’s like I go through bouts of confidence. There are time where I can be absolutely charming, but I can never seem to hold that charm. Sometimes I don’t really know how to act. Girls seem to throw the word confidence around alot, but how do you be confident without overextending and being a douchebag?
I’ve had friends tell me at times that I can come off as a bit cocky. Maybe sometimes I try too hard to be a badass. I think it’s a combination of confidence, and not really knowing how to look, plus a billion other reasons.