Talking Phone Book White Pages

Are you a tehcnical geek?

Do you have a problem with overdoing your technical activities? Many do. Take the following test to see if you are compulsive. If you can relate to 2 of the items, you may have a problem with Techno-Dweeb. If you relate to 3 or more, you are definitely a Techno-Dweeb. Do not despair! There is help! You are not alone! Whenever you feel the urge to code in Assembler, call the number in the white pages of your phone book, and we will send somebody right over to cut out paper dolls with you until the feeling passes.

You know you are a tehcnical geek when . . .

When your friend tells you all about his Cressida V6 and you reply "Yeah, I had V5, and it was full of bugs!"

When driving you see a license plate with the letters DSR, and you feel compelled to touch your bumper to the other car to see if you can raise CD.

When you are counting objects "0,1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,A,B,C,D...".

When you lay down in the afternoon for a short rest, end up sleeping 4 hours, and call it a "mega-nap".

When your friend is going to Essex for vacation and you tell her, "You really should go for the DX, it has the built in co-processor."

When you dream in 256 pallettes of 256 colors.

When asked about a bus schedule, you wonder if it is 16 or 32 bits.

When you convince yourself that Tetris really does improve eye-hand coordination.

When the radio traffic reporter talks about a backup caused by a crash, and you correct her that a backup is good protection in case of a crash.

When floppy drive applies more to your love life, and hard drive to your machines.

When you call "*.*" star-dot-star.

When you can do hexadecimal arithmatic in your head.

When your wife goes to the market for some macintosh apples, and you correct her, "No, dear, it's 'Apple Macintosh'."

When your wife says "If you don't turn off that stupid machine and come to bed, then I am going to divorce you!", and you chastise her for for omitting the else clause.

You might be a techno-dweed if you get this joke...
There are 11 kinds of people in this world, those who understand binary and those who don't.

2007-08-16 09:17:26 by Frank Heyes

Finding a person's address can be as simple as looking in the white pages or yellow pages of a phone book. Look up someone's address on ...

There's a woman, neighbor of mine, pretty sure late 20's, maybe early 30's at oldest, not tall, maybe 5'3" to 5'5". Nice face, nice torso, nice DD breasts, nice arms, nice legs from the bottom of her skirt's hem line down to the ground...

But she has a humongous butt! It looks like she has the SD metro phone book in her back pockets, white pages on one side, yellow pages on the other, turned sideways. Damn!

She had a baby 2 1/2 years ago, but lost the extra weight right after. Two years ago or less, her rear was nice too, her proportions were fine, head to toe. She was hot.

But the other day I followed her up a flight of stairs, and I thought good god man, does she have a couple of bulldogs fighting in those jeans, or what?

It's now a little hard for me to talk to her, can't shake the size of her mega-wide-glide from my head. I want to ask if some medical condition is inflating her bum... Bet I wouldn't have to worry about talking to her anymore, if I asked her that.
therese A:
Well... sort of shallow, but I'm neither doing her, nor trying to, so I'm not sure it's a factor here... It's just the shock value, I've never seen such a drastic change, nor a single part so far out of proportion. If I understood what was going on with it I could probably move on... Problem is, I really doubt she wants to talk about it, she'll be some combination of hurt, angry or embarassed...

It's just all so strange, I don't know what else to talk about. I get a vague sense that she is in denial to some degree. If she can't come to grips with this very visible abnormality, how can I?

I got a butt out of nowhere! BAM, it was there lol Not HUGE though
Also her having a baby could of helped a bit, even though she did lose the baby weight, having a baby makes your hips bigger which makes more room for a booty.

2007-10-16 02:31:56 by Random Malefactor

I am only 13, so idk how good it reeaaallly is!
You never know how much you love something until it is gone, even the simplest, most obvious things in the world. Take your arm, for example. Imagine living without it. This thought became a reality to Valerie, the most amazing girl in Jackson.
She was so different from everyone else in Jackson, a small suburban town outside of New York City. She had straight white-blonde hair that reached just below her shoulder. She looked good, even when she doubted herself. Everyone loved her, and looked up to her in such a way, she was almost a religious figure at Jackson Jr. High. She was the kind of girl you had to like, whether you’ve talked to her or not. This is what the regular Jackson girl thought of Valerie Bishop.
So many girls in Jackson looked up to Valerie, except for the girls who had actually spent their time getting to know her. Skylar, one of Valerie’s friends, thought she knew the most about Valerie than anyone else. Though Skylar spent most of her time auditioning for commercials, memorizing her lines, and drinking water to keep her voice clear, she still had time to spend with Valerie whether she wanted to or not. Valerie always needed to know everything about everybody. It was one of her annoying traits. Valerie felt as if she needed to know everybody’s secret, for whatever reason. You couldn’t keep anything from her.
After school, Valerie spent her time at soccer practice. There, she would meet up with her friend Danielle. She and Danielle were the best players on their middle school team, who both played mainly offence. Danielle wasn’t the smartest girl out there, but she was depending on a soccer scholarship to get her anywhere in life. She really was Valerie’s best friend, though Skylar thought she had that title in the bag.
Things were going great as seventh grade year ended. Valerie had the perfect boyfriend, Danielle had some time to rest from soccer, and Skylar had her very first commercial appearance. But something would happen tat summer that would change their lives forever.
But then, something happened that summer. Valerie and Dani were really bored of Skylar yacking on about her new commercial audition, so they decided to go outside and play soccer (they knew Skylar hated that sport).
So, they went downstairs, through the hallway, and into Valerie’s huge, perfectly watered lawn. Right next to that was a stoned swimming pool, where many of the three girl’s parties were held. There were palm trees surrounding the pool, and the water glistened against the rays of the sun that were pouring down upon Valerie’s backyard. Summer in Jackson was always great.
They played for a little while, using the wooden goal that Valerie’s dad had built. Valerie had told Danni that her dad kept all his tools in the shed, and that they were never to go in there. Obviously, he wasn’t that great of a builder, for there was a piece of wood that hung from the top of the goal. Sometimes when they would kick the ball into the goal, the ball would bounce off the piece of wood and back at us. But they didn’t mind. Anything to keep them away from Skylar.
“Valerie,” Danielle said, grabbing the soccer ball from the ground, and resting it against her hip. “I really have to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
“’Kay.” Valerie replied as Dani threw her the soccer ball so that she could continue to play.
Danielle left Valerie, a moment that both of them would be reluctant to forget.
Danielle came back outside, just to see Valerie on the ground. She was screaming, and to Danielle’s horror, Valerie’s arm was not attached to her shoulder. In fact, Dani couldn’t even find Valerie’s arm.
She instantly started bawling. She knew from that point on, both their lives were going to be different. She didn’t know what to do, for she didn’t have my phone with me. So Dani bent down next to Valerie, put her hands on her stomach, and cried. She was crying almost as hard as Valerie was.
Then, Skylar came through the door, and stepped outside. She saw Valerie, and instantly took out her phone called the ambulance.
So, that’s the story! Danielle never really wanted to ask Valerie what happened anyway.
Valerie doesn’t play soccer anymore. She stopped hanging out with Danielle, and Danielle stopped hanging out Skylar. As Valerie started fleeing away from Dani and Skylar, a domino affect occurred and their group split. She is okay now, but her arm is missing. Her boyfriend broke up her that summer, for reasons only Valerie and Skylar knew of.
Well, that’s the story about how Valerie came to be. She really isn’t the same anymore. She isn’t the most popular girl anymore either, and she doesn’t play soccer. Now, her role has gone to Danielle.

At fuirst it is very dull buut it gets better. Good job!

2009-02-03 12:28:24 by •Heeey!•

OK- long story. My friend told a guy I like that I stalk him because I asked her to call him to hang out with us. I looked up his number on white pages (I don't even think it was right.) She told everyone I have pictures of his house, used google earth, have his phone number, I drive by all the time, and I talk about him all the time. Mind you, this is all over a phone book number. I really don't know what to do. Should I lay low, talk to the guy, the girl who started it (which I tried already), or what? She ruined my chances with the guy and is playing with my reputation. Everyone believes her. A guys opinion is much appreciated if you take the time to read this, and girls I would love some comments.

ok what you might want to do is go and talk to him directly. Tell him the truth of how these rumors started and hopefully he will be an understanding guy to believe you and who knows he might give you a chance. hope this helps and Good Luck!! : )

2008-11-20 18:18:18 by BirdieLvr

OK- long story. My friend told a guy I like that I stalk him because I asked her to call him to hang out with us. I looked up his number on white pages (I don't even think it was right.) She told everyone I have pictures of his house, used google earth, have his phone number, I drive by all the time, and I talk about him all the time. AND, she got all her friends to back her up. Mind you, this is all over a phone book number. I really don't know what to do. Should I lay low, talk to the guy, the girl who started it (which I tried already), or what? She ruined my chances with the guy and is playing with my reputation. Everyone believes her. A guys opinion is much appreciated if you take the time to read this, and girls I would love some comments.

Just Sit Down And Talk To The Guy, Tell Him It Was Just a Big Misunderstanding. Hopefully He Will Understand.If That Doesn't Work Try To Talk To the Girl Who Started It Again.Or Just Ignore It All And Find Some One Else Because If The Guy Doesn't Believe You Then Hes Not Worth All The Trouble. Just Try To Talk To Them And Smooth Everything Out I Wish You Best Of Luck!
Hope I Helped .=]

2008-11-21 20:45:59 by BirdieLvr