I Have Bird Flu





Well, at least that's what my mum thought, you gotta love moms all around the globe, the minute you get a sore throat they switch to full battle mode and announce defcon 5 around the house, alright maybe i'm giving her a hard time but that's what kids are for

of course i was okay, it was just a normal flu that i'm still fighting


on the same note i was talking to my sis and she told me that she heard that the higher immunity you have the harder time you're gonna have with the bird flu and that we should expect that most of the fatalities to be aged 20-40

that made me feel good -i have like zero immunity and subject to three or four full blown sicknesses a year that last a minimum of a week each- so now for the first time i'm thankfull for my low immunity


conclusion: Smoking a pack or two a day and skipping lot's of meals can save your life

p.s nobody likes a quitter, thanks philip morris

This is an email a friend sent me over a year ago



i was just browsing through my inbox when i stumbled upon it i found it kinda cool, too cool not to share


he called it the diary of a mad man - chapter 2



"Yea, verily, for love is the twine that binds the world and be it also the noose that the purveyor on which will hang"

Good day to you all and allow me to felicitate and wish you the most joyous of tidings. When we last left the hero of our little docu-drama, he was reflecting on the madness of a world that speaks of the right of the individual to act with autonomy yet seemed to favor, nay, coddle those who conform to the societal norms.

The Scene opens at a delightful little bistro on a resplendent Friday morning; our Hero (Jack) is sipping a doppio espresso in the company of his charming companion (Jill).

Jill: Oh Jack, you have no idea how hard it is for a girl to move up in the world.

Jack: Are you referring to the fact that most recruitment decisions are made by male chauvinist bacon factories?

Jill: Among other things, from the word go, women are being discriminated against. When I was studying abroad, I realized that 70 per cent of all academic and 99 per cent of all sporting scholarships went to males. And if that was not bad enough, there is an ongoing stigma that the valedictorian of any graduating class must by testosterone enhanced.

Jack: Ha, Ha, I see your point. I have long wondered why it is that women are normally relegated to a miniscule portion of the job functions such as PR, Marketing and administration. The social misconceptions associating women with the roles of sex objects and nurturers must be revoked. Half the women I know could not boil water.

Jill: Exactly my point, it is nearly impossible for a female to find the right opportunity to make it in to the 'boys club', it is so frustrating to the driven, career savvy women who really want to make a difference.

Jack: All the points you have made are valid, but none is more pertinent than the expectations of our Middle Eastern society which mandate the woman to chain herself to the homestead in the interest of producing offspring.

Jill: You have hit the nail squarely on the head darling, you see where I am coming from?

Jack: My question to you is, what earth shattering goals have you set for yourself in the interest of combating the plight of womankind.

Jill: Actually, I want to be a stay at home mom.

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This dialogue is based on a true conversation; the names have been changed to protect the really stupid.

all rights reserved to the author

while some people thought the mail to be too chauvinist, i on the other hand enjoyed the humor behind it and the jab at the pseudo-feminism that some people like to partake in.

conclusion: my friends are cool, hehe, there's no real conclusion this time



the truth

i'm sitting in a cafe in maadi right now wondering what my first entry should be
you see i've always had stuff to talk and rant about but now that i'm at the verge of publishing it i seem to be getting a little bit of stage fright and concern about my blog deflowerring
you see, i'm not very familiar with blogs, there are a couple i like and check almost daily but that's it.
i thought i'd get you accquainted with yours truly

-the truth-
i'm your average guy next door, overweight, poor vision, low self esteem, and i like to dwell in my depression phases. Actually you'd better make that your below-average guy next door

i always wondered what most of the bloggers do for a living and how they get the time to blog

now it seems i finally got the time to do so, so here goes....


Valentine's day,

last tuesday was valentine's day, now from my previous bitter self description you can tell i am single, not because of the description itself but because of the way i view myself, a group of my friends went out for some heart-shaped sushi, and finding myself alone for the night, i started thinking and here's my view

Valentine's day sucks, i'm sure you all know that by now, i'm sure there's not one person in this world that didn't have a crappy valentine's day, regardless of wether they were involved or not, i personally was the victim of more than 4 crappy v.days in a row and now that i'm single it all became clear

it's the day that sucks not the event.

it's cosmic or something.


meaning that the problem originally resides in the date feb 14th, even before v.day was invented the day sucked and the fact was that someone invented the whole idea of buying gifts and flowers to lessen the impact of that doomed day, and that covers at least the percentage of people who are happily involved, as for those with no one they didn't lose much as the day would have sucked either way

conclusion:
even if v.day was on june 30th, feb 14th would still have sucked


and that's the truth.

p.s or half liquor half truth