<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:46:32.808+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PARANOUS.</title><subtitle type='html'>Conspiracies and paranoia for the discerning IT employee.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-112299830311459752</id><published>2005-08-02T21:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:28:23.163+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And once again, the taste of betrayal[9:12 PM][nandu-HR] The Truth[9:12 PM][nandu-HR] J*** Mheta was not sickk for the ast three days[9:13 PM][nandu-HR] he was partying[9:13 PM][nandu-HR] hence donot approve his leaves[9:13 PM][nandu-HR] donot need to thank[9:13 PM][nandu-HR] for the info I have given u[9:13 PM][nandu-HR] bye[9:13 PM][ninu-TL] are we serious?But thats okay, I guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/112299830311459752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/112299830311459752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112299830311459752' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-111237503297714874</id><published>2005-04-01T22:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:33:52.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to give Compliments. A google search reveals plenty on the topic. But not enough.e.g[cube.35] heyy[HR-1.Cube] ya cube35[cube.35] ..it's a good thing i know you can beat me up otherwise i would have tried to flirt with the cute female in the purple top sitting in your cabin....[cube.35] anyways, could you tell her i'm giving her a subtle compliment[HR-1.Cube] there is no cute looking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/111237503297714874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/111237503297714874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111237503297714874' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-110321939267767327</id><published>2004-12-16T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-16T23:19:52.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so it begins...again.Against every screaming instinct, I have informed my Arch-Nemesis (Head of HR Dept) about the dastardly plot behind staging the 'Invasion of the HR Cabin'. I now sit here cursing all forms of communication and wish my words can be taken back. A direct move is not my style. I'm too muchof a coward for that. If my offer of plotship against my Dept. is not accepted, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/110321939267767327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/110321939267767327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110321939267767327' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108445132427055442</id><published>2004-05-13T17:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:58:44.270+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Example of a Productive Talk With the HR Manipulators.[Cube.35] hello...[Cube.35] was the 'important points to remember on attendance..' email dynamically generated or personally sent ?[Cube.35] i mean, i haven't bunked too many times...at least not recently...[Cube.35] did i do something which made you send this to me ?[Cube.35] i mean, if i'm aware of the problem, i personally assure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108445132427055442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108445132427055442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108445132427055442' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108379066095553148</id><published>2004-05-06T02:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-06T02:30:52.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the past few months, I have indulged myself in waging a holy crusade against the Inet-Direct Women's Liberation Front.No more. All women are my Allies.My lack of attention has made the RootF*cks a little cocky. Tonight, they installed the Server Monitoring &amp; Report Analysis Agent on all machines.Every installed software, every hardware mod, every site visited, every click &amp; keystroke. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108379066095553148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108379066095553148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108379066095553148' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108376202351260668</id><published>2004-05-05T18:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-05T18:33:35.750+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>According to a recent company appraisal, I was voted the least 'TrustWorthy' employee.To thank the HumanResourceManipulation Dept for this honour, I initiate communications.[cube.35] yo![HR.Nandini] ya..what?  [cube.35] nothing yaar...just saying yo!...[HR.Nandini]  grrrr.....Judging from the vibes I received over jabber, Nandini is very capable of coming down and kicking my sorry little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108376202351260668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108376202351260668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376202351260668' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108358868594814698</id><published>2004-05-03T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:24:28.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's time I started showing my Boyfriendly Concerns.[cube.35] yo..[HR.Nandini] ya[cube.35] heyy, hasn't savita come in today..?[HR.Nandini] no..u had some work with her[cube.35] no yaar, din't see her for lunch..is she okay ?[HR.Nandini] ya she is fine..mister..and how get back to your work ..and stop harrassing me[cube.35] aare, i'm just enquiring as to the wellfare of my collegue...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108358868594814698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108358868594814698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108358868594814698' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108307350534137403</id><published>2004-04-27T19:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-27T19:18:09.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"We are more than just a complicated arrangement of atoms creating wonderful music."The tension period has passed. My target has adopted the only defense available to her.Ms. Sawant has started ignoring me. Typical female reaction.The HR dept has been protecting their own. While commendable, this only means they too need to be broken.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108307350534137403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108307350534137403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307350534137403' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108256215749147372</id><published>2004-04-21T21:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-21T21:15:35.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Executive permission. signed, sealed &amp; delivered to my Inbox.TO: cube.35@inet-direct.netBY: ray.17@inet-direct.net----------------------------The 3 month limit still stays as a general rule.However, it is hereby, expressly removed for "Savita"as the spirit of the 3 month rule has already been violated in her case----------------------------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108256215749147372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108256215749147372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108256215749147372' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108256186637907342</id><published>2004-04-21T21:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-21T21:10:44.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My sworn enemy, the WLF Social Worker has attempted to strike a bargain for CounterStrike installable. She will give 'Torque' in return for playing privileges on WarLan.She underestimates our solidarity. Word of her offer reached me minutes after I stepped in. A counterplan was hatched.She'll get the game she wants. Let her connect on a lan and play. Alone.the sanctity of WarLan stays </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108256186637907342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108256186637907342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108256186637907342' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-10820173921160391</id><published>2004-04-15T13:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-15T13:56:03.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No more hiding behind fake names. no more safe anonymity. I sent this to MGMT yesterday.=========Yesterday afternoon, at 3:03pm IST, a crime most heinous was committed against me. The newly formed, left-wing militant organization calling itself the Inet-Direct Women's Liberation Front carried out an overt pre-emptive strike, subjecting me to bitter humiliation.Already, the HR dept has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/10820173921160391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/10820173921160391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#10820173921160391' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-108191953403592491</id><published>2004-04-14T10:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-14T10:45:04.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AL-JIHAD-EH-JIGNA begins.f*ck diplomacy. This mean War.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108191953403592491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/108191953403592491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108191953403592491' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107851655809237987</id><published>2004-03-06T01:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-06T01:28:09.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deeds were done. Actions committed. Change has come and gone.Entropy has served her purpose. Evolution will decide survival.History will repeat itself. Unless the will of man changes it. The future exists only in memories of a past no more our own. The present is nothing but promises made by well-meaning parents to ensure the fruit of their loins gets to school on time...The worlds within. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107851655809237987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107851655809237987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107851655809237987' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107784192290549223</id><published>2004-02-27T06:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-27T06:04:06.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The time has come.My Master_Attack_Plan stands ready to be expedited.The foundations laid. Today, I strike.Tomorrow, they will fall.7 hours ago.[Cube.35] i was wondering if we could speak when you come to work next...[Cube.04] like wat[Cube.04] tell me[Cube.35] don't wanna go into details over a monitored network....[Cube.04] its not monitored[Cube.04] as it is we r too taxed to look </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107784192290549223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107784192290549223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107784192290549223' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107667721865063487</id><published>2004-02-13T18:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-13T18:32:08.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh. My. God!Unsolicited and mass transmitted Valentine greetings! This is the bloody f*cking height of SPAM by Undisclosed Recipient. Why would someone think that mass-mailing EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the office is a good idea ? And it isn't even Valentine's yet!!!In recent days, I've noticed a subtle organizing of the females amongst themselves. The internal whispering ratio is on an increase </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107667721865063487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107667721865063487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667721865063487' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107666098733715160</id><published>2004-02-13T13:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:01:36.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The latest self defense mechanism developed by the WLF is to call all office males their 'Brothers'. Having no regard for our country's traditions and the importance given to the sacred bond between a brother and his sister, the women have cheapened yet another thing we hold dear.Undisclosed Recipient has started a campaign of abuse and hate against me. Everytime I enter the support cabin to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107666098733715160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107666098733715160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107666098733715160' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107619214166361867</id><published>2004-02-08T03:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-08T03:51:26.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jimmy has been 'co-erced' into seeing the error of his ways and shall now serve as a conduit into their discussions on the mailing list. The Supreme Sysad has subscribed himself and me to the list aswell...just incase Jimmy tries a triple-cross.As for now, I realize inaction can be a weapon too. For now, I shall wait and watch. I shall not send any emails to their list and reveal my knowledge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107619214166361867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107619214166361867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107619214166361867' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107619168742955173</id><published>2004-02-08T03:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-08T03:47:06.340+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'womenfront@alt.internal.inet-direct.com' is now a reality.Undisclosed Recipient (my sworn nemesis), subverted one of my most trusted comrade, Jimmy Pathak, into granting her List-Creation rights.This betrayal from within was an attack for which I can respect my foe. The last few months of cold Ignoration had made me complacent. But now, I fear I may be too late.Already, one of the Pirates </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107619168742955173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107619168742955173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107619168742955173' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107599766705934697</id><published>2004-02-05T21:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-05T21:46:09.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Biz-DevGod help me, there's even a word for them!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107599766705934697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107599766705934697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107599766705934697' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107537599371966426</id><published>2004-01-29T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:04:48.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Before the slaughter but after the lamb is fattened, the butcher sharpens his knives. I sharpen mine. sharpen..sharpen...The Art of MindFuck, Step #1.Completely and absolutely deny all knowledge of anything the victim Subject ever talks to you about. Remove 'in reference to this' from your vocabulary.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107537599371966426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107537599371966426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537599371966426' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107537307719640804</id><published>2004-01-29T16:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-29T16:16:11.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Don't go by his looks. He's not innocent at all!"Is this how HR introduces an employee to new recruits ? By destroying any hopes I have of maintaining at least a halfway decent impression for the first few months...But it matters not.Today, I saw the multi-headed snake that is IWLF.Undisclosed Recipient is merely a front. Her innocence a guile to mislead those with root access. Already </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107537307719640804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107537307719640804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537307719640804' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107494938760209217</id><published>2004-01-24T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-24T18:34:37.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The growing rift between the newbloods and the old guard is slowly being demolished. One training session at a time.Already, the single-minded initiative and energy, found only in new recruits, is bringing to a boil the old traditions and inter-office political scenes. Soon, insurrection will begin afresh.Meanwhile, I search for aim. Once my faceted mind gains the ruthless edge of purpose, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107494938760209217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107494938760209217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107494938760209217' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-10748774546920427</id><published>2004-01-23T22:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-23T22:44:48.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Scriptures on the wallThose who betray all must fallIf you cross my pathI'll make sure you feel my wrathTHIS MEANS WAR!"Two days ago, going through the employee chat logs, I came across a conversation between my sworn enemy and the HR Dept. It seems talks are on for the formation of a "Inet-Direct Women's Liberation Front".Very calmly, I asked myself 'What oppression are these foolish </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/10748774546920427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/10748774546920427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#10748774546920427' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107070251963402734</id><published>2003-12-06T14:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-06T16:42:19.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. edited by request.Nothing is less motivating than the truth. This website is a platform to broadcast exaggerations of life lived, by me or my characters. Emotional harm is never intended. If my postings have offended you, as a reader, it's your right to ask me to have something removed.As an author, it's my right to say...haha.2. One of my true readers, the young PHP-turned-Java guy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107070251963402734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107070251963402734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107070251963402734' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-107010326787268910</id><published>2003-11-29T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-29T16:25:01.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Find Me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107010326787268910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/107010326787268910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107010326787268910' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106985264264833948</id><published>2003-11-26T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-26T18:47:54.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7 days of absence have made me lethargic. To combat this sudden bout of boredom,I cut and pasted lines from MyCompliments.txt to the 3 ferocious office females.Female 1.[5:47 PM]&lt; cube.35&gt; I really respect your values about such and such...[5:47 PM]&lt; cube.04&gt; !@#$$%^&amp;*[5:47 PM]&lt; cube.04&gt; u keep irritating m,eFemale 2.[5:47 PM]&lt; Cube.35&gt; I really respect your values about such and such</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106985264264833948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106985264264833948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106985264264833948' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106893160504281727</id><published>2003-11-16T02:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-16T02:57:06.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Death of Paranous.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106893160504281727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106893160504281727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106893160504281727' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106880785320123271</id><published>2003-11-14T16:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-14T16:34:33.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess I could be pretty pissedof about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst...And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106880785320123271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106880785320123271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106880785320123271' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106875216824992142</id><published>2003-11-14T01:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-14T01:17:05.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[cube.35@server-inet-direct web]$ ls -altotal 9304drwxrwsr-x    5 cube35   site859      4096 Feb 13 18:38 .dr-xr-sr-x    5 cube35   site859      4096 Nov 13 13:53 ..-rw-r--r--    1 cube35   site859       292 Mar 13 13:54 124-ipsdrwxr-sr-x    2 cube35   site859      4096 Sep  6 13:11 directi-rwxr--r--    1 cube35   site859   9320448 Jun 13 14:10 gms-requiem.mp3drwxr-xr-x   12 cube35   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106875216824992142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106875216824992142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106875216824992142' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106873552620871346</id><published>2003-11-13T20:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-13T20:29:04.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On November 13th, 2003 the Inet-Direct servers went down for 7 hours, 29 minutes.I did not cause this. But I did take advantage of it.Joshi virus (mentioned in a previous post), has found new homes.70 network cables were unattached, 70 copies of our VirusGuard were manually updated. Via floppies.By me.From the office receptionist to the waiter downstairs, everyone is now a suspect. Mgmt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106873552620871346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106873552620871346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106873552620871346' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106862445343707480</id><published>2003-11-12T13:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-12T13:37:31.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are now tracking Loo-Usage.By next month, every employee will be issued a proximity card.After much discussion and subtle threats to HR, I have managed to get my card design customized to look more authoritative. But now I face a privacy crisis.Everything is being logged. Total visits to the Loo, unique 'Flush' operations performed, amount of soap dispensed. BusinessHead is working on an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106862445343707480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106862445343707480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106862445343707480' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106812462278854224</id><published>2003-11-06T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-06T18:47:01.083+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today BusinessHead stood watch near the door as I opened Cube.45's OutLook and fwd'ed the picture of our CDO in his boxer shorts and tie to the all.internal list.It seems my vibes have been busy at work. I'm proud of them.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106812462278854224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106812462278854224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106812462278854224' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106812063740016760</id><published>2003-11-06T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-06T18:50:22.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mother of God, Help Me!I thought I could quit. I thought I could go cold-turkey. The tentacles of Jabber have enslaved me once again. Today, I got a message from Cube.46, I wasn't supposed to get it..Unfortunately, she typed it in my window. After 294 hours of isolation, I was ready to clutch out at any contact with a living being.---[4:55 PM]&lt; cube.46&gt; aren't u sure ???[4:56 PM]&lt; cube.35&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106812063740016760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106812063740016760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106812063740016760' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106810830934322395</id><published>2003-11-06T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:15:07.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SWEET!!! DAVIDOFF COOLWATER IS SWEET??I have never heard such an understatement before. That's as good as saying light purple lipstick looks nice. I can't believe girls can be dumb enough to falls for compliments which obviously haven't been given any thought or effort to think up.It's sad, that the future of Mankind is to be dominated by such innocent conquerors.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106810830934322395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106810830934322395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106810830934322395' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106810486755426409</id><published>2003-11-06T13:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-06T13:17:45.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Consequences.I got a reply from the CDO today.---[12:58 PM]&lt; CDO&gt; hahaha .......  your plan backfired[12:59 PM]&lt; Cube.36&gt; i wasn't ready to take you on yet,,,i'll have to practise a little more...[12:59 PM]&lt; CDO&gt; hahaha ...... not really ...... david won the david v/s goliath   ....[1:01 PM]&lt; Cube.35&gt; hmmm...looks like i played my hand too soon..just keeping Mgmt and my collegues on their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106810486755426409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106810486755426409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106810486755426409' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106802824979396858</id><published>2003-11-05T16:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:31:40.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FROM: CUBE.35@INET-DIRECT.NETTO: CEO@INET-DIRECT.NETSUBJ: HARASSMENT.All i want is to get some work done, earn my pay. Thats why I put myself through the stress of waking up every morning, showering, putting on my clothes and coming to work. And what do I get ?Conspiracies! plotted against me. By amateurs.First, Businesshead msg'es me the transcript of his chat with Cube.14.---&lt; Cube</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106802824979396858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106802824979396858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106802824979396858' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106795653561173793</id><published>2003-11-04T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-04T20:05:33.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Businesshead has now been called a 'Chugli-Thing' by the chocolate eating fiend on my right. My ears are now filled with sounds of innane girl-giggles and whispered endearements on a cellphone constantly plastered to radiation saturated ears and wafting through it all, comes the smell of Davidoff's Cool Water. Another dumbass invention of a guy thoroughly convinced women need more weapons to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106795653561173793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106795653561173793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106795653561173793' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106786406974674464</id><published>2003-11-03T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-04T20:11:40.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My identity came under scrutiny today. Thankfully, my eel-like prowess managed to throw my pursuer off trail.----------------[6:06 PM]&lt; cube.45&gt; who said jamanbai then?[6:07 PM]&lt; cube.35&gt; thats my school...i know it sounds funny...[6:07 PM]&lt; cube.45&gt; dude....thats my question are you from jamanbai?[6:07 PM]&lt; cube.45&gt; jns[6:08 PM]&lt; cube.35&gt; SHUTTUP !!! which year ?[6:08 PM]&lt; cube.45&gt; 96-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106786406974674464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106786406974674464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106786406974674464' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106758876654153357</id><published>2003-10-31T13:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-31T13:56:05.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day. Another Friday. And the chocolate saga continues.I hate chocolates. I detest the way the name sounds while passing through my ear canals. Or do I ?Is this what I asked for when I said the company spirit was getting bland. When the company soul was in danger of being overrun by boredom and my ever present companion, the sin of prolonged procrastination ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106758876654153357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106758876654153357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106758876654153357' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106751873372343760</id><published>2003-10-30T18:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-30T18:28:43.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HelpDesk Analyst Training has shifted focus and suddenly become "Cube.25's Life 101". We now have intimate knowledge of his life, wife and the fight he had with his wife on the station.He's kissed Mgmt-Ass, quoted the CDO and sand praises for the company President, all in three paragraphs.Now, he's spearheading a movement to exchange personal feedback about all team members, including himself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106751873372343760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106751873372343760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106751873372343760' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106727464879755400</id><published>2003-10-27T22:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:40:48.353+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a personal note, cube.04, who was the reason I closed this Blog has made another attempt to molest my dignity, honour and reputation. The office snaps have been changed. Dushy's snap has been labelled properly, is of a big size while all others have numerals added to them and are small enough to require a microscope to view. WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE THIS !!!? ARE WE NOT HUMANS ? WILL WE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106727464879755400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106727464879755400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106727464879755400' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106716773693202831</id><published>2003-10-26T16:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-26T16:58:56.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/y_doshi/lst?.dir=/Directi+Mentals&amp;.view=tHow come only the sys.ad supreme's pictures have been labelled ?Are we not worthy of deserving NAMES ?!!Or does she believe him to be "Special" ? hmmm...She's has also begun to to spam our mailboxes with unwanted bullcrap, all my 7 company email accounts are flooded !! good thing she dosn't know about my pvt accounts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106716773693202831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106716773693202831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106716773693202831' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106690418004869330</id><published>2003-10-23T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-23T15:46:19.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MyDefaultIdentity.The walkingVirus has joined the Prometheus Brigade. Along with him comes a female to despoil and villify my sanctum sanctorum. The vibes of my corner cubicle now smell of shampoo and perfume. Not my own.HR has killed my insurgency by ignoring it.To top it all, the female seems to be on intimate terms with the Boss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106690418004869330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106690418004869330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106690418004869330' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106690329416134214</id><published>2003-10-23T15:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-23T15:31:34.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Electro Magnetic theory is the study of finding patterns and predicting how fields will react in varied conditions. From your house fan to this monitor, all use these principles.There's something else which generates electricity.The human body.Each cell of our bodies produce a 50 Millivolt charge while a AAA size battery produces 5 Volts. That's not much. But multiply that by the trillions </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106690329416134214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106690329416134214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106690329416134214' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106509098670470636</id><published>2003-10-02T16:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-02T16:06:26.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been 2 days now. Not one email to show you care.Screw You.My words are the only expressions I have of life. and Hope.You will NOT take that away from me.I spent my hourly break with UltraSalesMan. His vibes have affected me. We have formed a plan of action. We will prepare a FAQ on Paranoid.pande's recruitment test. We'll sell this to new recruits appearing for interviews. The money </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106509098670470636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106509098670470636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106509098670470636' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106498072987593316</id><published>2003-10-01T09:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-01T09:45:25.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Friends,I have been sent a cease and desist letter and have been directed to stop posting further on this blog. I realize some of my words have hurt some of you and might have caused others to be mentally scarred for life. This was not my intent.I am sorry.The words posted here are fiction and not real. None of this could be real. It was just a way for me to look busy typing on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106498072987593316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106498072987593316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106498072987593316' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106485495170512255</id><published>2003-09-29T22:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-29T22:32:31.820+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   to: all.internal@lists.inet-direct.comfrom: cube.04@inet-direct.comsubj: sexual harassmentif you feel you have been harassed sexually or mentally you must stand up and combat this kind of behaviour by sending a letter to the criminal..the letter should -describe the incident clearly and in detail.Say how the you felt about it.Ask the perpetuator to stop immediately.The letter should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106485495170512255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106485495170512255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106485495170512255' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106466885126526367</id><published>2003-09-27T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-27T19:32:52.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Case of the Holy CableAs a datacenter, we have a varied clientelle who entrust their precious data to us. One of them happens to be the financial backbone of 'TheSadhu.com' which averages a daily collection ranging upwards of $200k, sent via paypal from innocent westerners duped by the teachings of Swami Rajnikant Chakravoorty, Paallanpurwalleh.A few days back The Swami personally came to our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106466885126526367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106466885126526367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106466885126526367' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106462996400078219</id><published>2003-09-27T08:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-27T08:02:43.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The universe is not aware of your existence. Relax!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106462996400078219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106462996400078219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106462996400078219' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106462729355596987</id><published>2003-09-27T07:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-27T07:18:30.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Assumptions affect observation.observation breeds conviction.conviction produces experience.experience generates behaviour.which, in turn, confirms assumptions.Is it reality you are responding to or yourassumptions about it ?"-- The prayer of the Frog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106462729355596987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106462729355596987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106462729355596987' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106458139059565098</id><published>2003-09-26T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:33:10.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Humans move within a common state of a progression, one of natural ignorance to taught ignorance.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106458139059565098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106458139059565098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106458139059565098' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106455966939201531</id><published>2003-09-26T12:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:31:09.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"we equate happiness to some value, thats our mistake, i feel relaxed and nice when i relate it to x, when there's a change in x, i'm not happy."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106455966939201531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106455966939201531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106455966939201531' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106451553380986089</id><published>2003-09-26T00:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-26T00:15:33.486+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adults have lost their convictions with which they upheld their crowns of mature authority while children have become full of passionate intensity which acknowledges the presence of intelligent extra-terrestrials but debates the existence of God.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106451553380986089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106451553380986089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106451553380986089' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106451373945085672</id><published>2003-09-25T23:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-25T23:45:39.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ray14 is one of 7 seven people in this world who can map and restructure the complex patterns in which information flows through the ethersphere. Have you seen the sandra bullock starrer 'The Net' where her identity gets stolen &amp; reconfigured ? Ray14 is the guy who can do that but won't cause it's too boring.He's my boss."A computer firm is a world unto itself. Corners occupied by developers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106451373945085672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106451373945085672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106451373945085672' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106449162495483092</id><published>2003-09-25T17:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-25T17:37:05.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As some of you might know, I have been operating an independent, per-minute update of Hive:Project's launch under the pseudonym of Action.Jackson..Unfortunately, someone in the company corporate structure has deemed it must stop. Following is an excerpt from the--Launch.Monitor--Today is the last day of Action.Jackson's continuous, real-time tracking of the WHI Launch. Mngmt has expressed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106449162495483092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106449162495483092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106449162495483092' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106446993143966399</id><published>2003-09-25T11:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-25T11:35:31.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some more emails sent.01:30AMWe have launched. Goodnight.08:30AMServers blacklisted. Back to work.In other news, theJavaGuy's been named the Development &amp; Deployment officer in charge of the project. For the last 2 months now, he's been undercover, mixing &amp; mingling with us, listening to us crib, whine, moan, groan &amp; bitch about the project. Now he's heading it, armed with insider info</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106446993143966399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106446993143966399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106446993143966399' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106435606054293655</id><published>2003-09-24T03:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-24T03:57:40.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hive::Project is but a precursor to the LogicBox.Trillions of bytes of data is generated every day. LogicBox is a distributed networking and software solution to parsing that data, correlating it and providing a box model. From cellphone bills to your hotmail account, every aspect of your digital life is logged, tracked and analyzed to provide a 85% accurate pattern statement for marketing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106435606054293655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106435606054293655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106435606054293655' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106425894370436215</id><published>2003-09-23T00:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-23T01:19:11.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Listening to Annie Lenox's 'No more I love U's'...jinesh's song. i hope he's doing okay. Even if he isn't, he can probably delude himself into thinking he is. we're 58 minutes to launch..i think about my life. 11:34pm in a small cubicle is where we change the economic globalscape, forever. May God forgive us.The compliance officer, Paranoid.pande's walking up and down the hallway. The premises </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106425894370436215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106425894370436215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106425894370436215' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106415899362266785</id><published>2003-09-21T21:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-21T21:13:13.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hive::Project Motto --&gt; Can't Fix ? Obfuscate..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106415899362266785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106415899362266785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106415899362266785' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106406504929690290</id><published>2003-09-20T19:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-23T01:00:08.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Jimmy.pathak - the Meditating SysAd believes himself to be a reincarnation of Jimi Hendrix. Meet him on chat and his opening line is "hmm..I see we chat again..". For those not familiar with HendrixTalk, he uttered the words "I see we meet again" to a crowd of 400,000 people at WoodStock'69. He goes to install servers and forgets them. (7 times). Comes to work on Sunday where he jams with mngmnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106406504929690290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106406504929690290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106406504929690290' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106375746436787795</id><published>2003-09-17T05:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-17T05:41:04.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A strategic visualizer is a circle unto himself. Once assigned a task, he'll hunt down his goal like a rabid dog. hmm..like a ninja, actually.The more rigid a structure, the more fun can be had bringing it down from within. For the good of TheCompany, of course.We have new HR managers coming in, if they're any good, there are bound to be changes. I shall wait and watch. I will learn. Human </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106375746436787795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106375746436787795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106375746436787795' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106375175029768528</id><published>2003-09-17T04:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-21T16:32:50.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I came across this press release I typed up in my first week of work. It's been 10 months.10 long months of short nights and inebriated days. 10 months of code written, rewritten and trashed. sometimes implemented.Web hosting company InetDirect has moved its servers out of 4 Bungalows, M.G Marg in Andheri and into it's newly built $2.3 million data center at Linkway Estate, Link Rd. Malad.It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106375175029768528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106375175029768528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106375175029768528' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106371394454670333</id><published>2003-09-16T17:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-17T05:46:09.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Downloading RThe file started our as a tar.gzip. It denied all attempts to download. Random names are assigned, efforts to alter the file system made. Supreme SysAdmin's running around checking manuals. Businesshead is wondering if the server should be locked down to protect the data's integrity. TieWallah, as usual, is roaming around expressing amazement at everyone's skill level.Amit has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106371394454670333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106371394454670333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106371394454670333' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106369594969298607</id><published>2003-09-16T12:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-16T21:01:12.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our repeated requests for playing music during work hours has resulted in the CDO playing piped music with subliminal messages to increase productivity. the fare includes "Work hard!", "dont sleep!", "Obey Me!"This is my kind of a company.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106369594969298607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106369594969298607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106369594969298607' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106344116710453021</id><published>2003-09-13T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T13:49:27.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joshi Lives!the JoshiVirus is a boot sector infector written to display the msg "Happy Birthday mr.Joshi" on Januray 5th. It gained widepsread notoriety by January 1990 but has now become extinct. It was unique in the fact that it was India's first virus export to the world.To gain experience as a system architect, I have commenced writing specs for a network virus which spreads using the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106344116710453021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106344116710453021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106344116710453021' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106340286407217744</id><published>2003-09-13T03:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T03:11:04.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chaos, panic, pandemonium - my work here is done.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106340286407217744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106340286407217744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106340286407217744' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106340122025175133</id><published>2003-09-13T02:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T02:43:40.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Beyond Within, is a phrase meant to evoke a ypical response "wooh..that's..deep !". Ever heard anyone say, "I seek Oblivion Lost" ? 87% of the time, you're response will be, "woo..thats..deep !"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106340122025175133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106340122025175133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106340122025175133' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106339973801876659</id><published>2003-09-13T02:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T02:18:57.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hive::ProjectIP-to-person mapping. 7.9 terrabytes being processed to provide the ultimate tool for spammers. Mngmt says the defination of spam is "an automated process sending out unwanted commercial offers".We're using 2000 data entry operators to sit and manually sort through the DB dump to send offers which we KNOW you want. This exempts us from the Anti-Spam laws.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339973801876659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339973801876659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106339973801876659' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106339301890436125</id><published>2003-09-13T00:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T13:50:14.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have thought it through. I am certain of the direction this part of the book will take. I will seek refuge in a desert of the Real, I will read, write &amp; document all that occurs here. I am the human keylogger. I am the HR nightmare come to life.I am Cube.35 and this is where I work. f*ckit all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339301890436125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339301890436125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106339301890436125' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106339213261733422</id><published>2003-09-13T00:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-13T00:12:12.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conversations on IM can be severely indicative of your mental state.Mngmt will always use 'k..' to say okay, single K and 2 dots.Amit uses 'okee', which in my opinion, acts as a pacifier.Manny never bothers replying his confirmations.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339213261733422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106339213261733422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106339213261733422' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106325965702412108</id><published>2003-09-11T11:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-11T11:24:17.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The JavaGuy's pc is called LethalMachine. He claims he's not a java programmer but a codecaster in C++ instead. I know the truth. He's the new HR manager performing in covert mode. His daily inspirational messages have given him away. I'm on full alert. His seating next to me is no coincidence.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106325965702412108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106325965702412108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106325965702412108' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106325423006151871</id><published>2003-09-11T09:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-11T09:53:50.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After extensive research and carefull observation, I have reached the conclusion that females make the poorest of drivers. This isn't due to a lack of hand-eye co-ordination, as most commonly assumed. This is simply because women don't put their lives on the line every time they get behind the wheel. The truth is, Men are naturally hardwired to risk life and limb while performing the most mundane</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106325423006151871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106325423006151871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106325423006151871' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106319784085370873</id><published>2003-09-10T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-10T18:14:00.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are 3 different degress of computer users.There are those who use the machine in their daily life and sometimes make an effort to find out more about it.There are ones who have grown up surrounded by technology and And then there are people like Manny who live, eat, breathe &amp; shit in binary. Fanatics who choose to be disconnected from real time &amp; space.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106319784085370873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106319784085370873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106319784085370873' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106314135569943091</id><published>2003-09-10T02:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-10T02:32:35.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Subject:  [InetDirect-All.internal] Internal IM network down!!  Hi guys, The internal IM server is down cos the server in which it is running has some hard disk related probs. It will be restored sometime tomorrow.. dushy Like i don't know what this means. The keylogger rumours have passed.Workplace privacy has become a passe issue. Unobserved and uncared about, the mngmt shall replace</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106314135569943091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106314135569943091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106314135569943091' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106305077179328613</id><published>2003-09-09T01:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-09T01:22:51.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greg Thinks.Gregory.Dimitrovich is a sacramental humanist. He believes a defination at once clarifies, at once limits. Upon being wished good luck &amp; do well, he replies "Why Not ?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106305077179328613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106305077179328613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305077179328613' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106267425010801888</id><published>2003-09-04T16:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-04T16:47:30.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a freaky deja-vu happen. triggered by namit talking to amit about red and spaces..something..'poststable's id' keeps going popping up..i know i'm missing something...probable time loss here.Brought on by digital fatigue &amp; strain ?Or should i be worried about mind control and subconcious memory implantations being carried out on us while we lie still through it like zombies ?Why not ? i've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106267425010801888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106267425010801888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106267425010801888' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106267263454665799</id><published>2003-09-04T16:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-04T16:20:34.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"the brave young man fails to make php output colourful graphs with shading effects. Hours turn into days of frustrated attempts at modifying libraries to no avail. One day he walks in holding 'Java &amp; You - the definative guide'.2 days &amp; a litre of coffee later, he can output shaded pie graphs with strokes worthy of a Picasso. He has given in to the sinfully bloated siren song of the servlet. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106267263454665799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106267263454665799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106267263454665799' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5764247.post-106261336557340851</id><published>2003-09-03T23:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-09-03T23:52:45.570+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check it out !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106261336557340851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5764247/posts/default/106261336557340851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paranous.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106261336557340851' title=''/><author><name>jinesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04909480640621082662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
