An abnormal, trance like state of mind generally attained after prolonged periods of staring at a Suduko that has reached a point
where you are completely unable to prove another number if your life depended on it.
Bob: Hi Sally, I was just wondering if everything was ok? I saw you from accross the cafe and, well to be honest you've been sitting there for
over and hour and you haven't moved a muscle.
Sally: Huh? Bob! oh Bob! Thanks Bob, I must have had a bad case of Para-Sudoku-Psychosis. I get like that sometimes when I get stuck
on a difficult Sudoku.
1. A condition marked by the use of facebook to the point that it startes interfering with day-to-day functioning. Alongside this may occur a "break with reality" regarding what is real and what isn't on facebook.
2. Lacking judgment regarding how shitty your content is before posting it, but posting it anyway.
3. Using facebook to the point of experiencing delusions of people giving a shit about your life. Up to and including having hallucinations of people giving a shit about your posts and opinions.
Patient is clearly exhibiting symptoms of a bout of facebook psychosis. A heavy dose of no likes and zero attention for a week should set them straight.
Affects populations from the northern hemisphere such as Canadians during winter, unusual behaviour that fucks up their outlook and thinking. Even the most normal people become psychos and unpredictable. One wonders why they are behaving like flakes all the way around.
Eg: Most average Canadians go into winter psychosis after Christmas time until the month of May.
Eg: If you are experiencing strange behavioural changes with relatives, co-workers or at school, chances are these people are being affected adversely by this condition.
An altered state experienced by participants and/or fans of a sporting event which render them incapable or rational thought. It can occur before, during, and after the event. Face painting and conspiracy theories are all examples of people experiencing competition psychosis.
Dude 1: Can't believe how those refs were cheating my boys.
Dude 2: They lost by 40.
Dude 1: The refs hated us.
Dude 2: You got a bad case of competition psychosis if you believe the refs were the reason for that ass kicking.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*