Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: chatting

1. These posts highlight snippets of memorable conversations you have with friends, both online and offline.
2. Shared 20 posts highlight snippets of memorable conversations you have with friends, both online and offline.

  • 20111223-Text messaging

    Moi: “Thank you for the sack of jasmine rice. Sorry we missed you. We just came home from the commissary store. 🙂 (10:47, 2011 Dec 23).

  • 20110612-Text messaging

    Moi: “Hi Zinnia: Regards to your parents. Take care: Flynn… (11:05, 2011 Jun 12)

    Ferdinand S.: “Thanks a lot” (11:07, 2011 Jun 12)

  • 20110629-Text messaging

    Moi: “Thanks for coming to Lola’s party. Take care, Love “cousin” Flynn… (19:05, 2011 Jun 29).

    Jonathan R.: “Nice seeing u cuz… Take care too 🙂 (20:35, 2011 Jun 29).

  • 20111222-1727-Text message

    Merry Christmas to everyone! :0)

    (No reply from the twit’s sister/family).

  • 20120122-Text Messaging

    Here are text messages received from the boy via my smart/cellphone today 01/22/2012:

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  • 20111225-Skype Chatting

    This is the second time I’ve used the Skype for a chatting session with my maternal first cousin. Maw was able to see her younger and only sister, my Auntie Aida, who survived a stroke. She is paralyzed on the right arm/hand. I met Stiphen, another second cousin, who is gay and who helps my cousin and my auntie. Here is the chatting session for my/your reference. The duration of this session went on for almost four hours while Maw and my cousin chatted. I typed most of the time. Paw wasn’t around and then the boy showed up around 11:00am and started talking too.

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  • 20111214-Skype Chatting

    Last night, my first cousin and I used Skype. This would be the first time I used the software AND my HP webcam, which is auto-focus. As you can see, I had a difficult time navigating the features and attempting to call out.

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  • 20060726-New Suit

    So I’ve been struggling to poop and came across page 273 in one of DB’s book. One sentence mentioned something about `a suit made out cement`. For the longest time, I couldn’t figure it out.

    Of course and just like Paw, my imagination of `ADD` interconnects and associates one word or series of words and/or numbers. And this morning I’d like to provide more hints as to the spooks I’ve met online, say around April 4, 2006.

    Around July 26, 2006 and July 27, 2006, the chatter online wanted a new suit. He needed money for a new suit. The amount was the same for another dude. The paper showed his cellphone number of the LATTER dude.

    Based on my hunch, the twosome either knew about each other or the former got a hold of the LATTER via a goof I made at that time. But like I said, when I needed help no one was there. I prayed for answers. I got no response. But I was it – tag.

    That was yet another test of my `sincerity`. I knew nothing then but felt bad about the deception later. My tummy was howling mad and my feet turned ice cold when the former got STUCK. Right there, the sign was not good. But I played along in good faith.

    After all, it’s their karma and their souls that will pay the price. I’m waiting to see how they’ve enjoyed my hard work, knowing full well who they messed around with in the first place.

  • Same Air

    Tonight I asked Maw if Vietnamese and Filipinos are the same. She said something profound:

    “We all breathe the same air.”

    Then I’m still watching the chatting so I could learn something such as:

    “be more grounded and fixed and not let the winds of everything else affect me as strongly”.

    So it is. Whatever is inhaled is either good air or fart. Like the wind blowing, one could buffer against it or be blown away.