read not remember where everybody knows your name Where
One day (9 February 2010), to open my Gmail, I found a new tab" BUZZ. "And that is?" Being as I am a GoogleFan started to investigate. It was strange. It was a place where people left comments and other people would answer, I thought Superinteressante, and also starting to get very bored with the farm Facebook (There was a time when Facebook was added to the farm).
Friday, December 31, 2010
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I started to follow people in Buzz. 
soon found (as God knows I do not understand yet) and @ @ soybelisa microverse ... I was impressed with their # seispalabras and microstories and I started to talk to them. And they started to explain me what it Twitter. Twitter. I had an account. Had made the first jet tuit worldwide (type "Testing Twitter to see that such") and no more tweeting.
In retrospect, I now see, I knew it was Twitter. Twitter is important to enter someone's hand.
Y @ @ microverse soybelisa and accompanied me. I started to follow people.
A @ blogdebori that wants to be a bastard but he's nice.
A @ @ papelimaginado juanlumora and poets in short spaces,
A @ nenanuna which is what every woman dreams of being the highest. A @ 4colors
in the dictionary, in the definition of genius is his photo. Thuyak
A @, @ @ girl_4 rebecop81 and with whom I laughed a lot. A @ soniagraupera
has traveled around the world and explains. Llantias
A @ @ @ phamktom48 and comalcool who dreamed of publishing a hard (and have)
A @ Sr_blanco, one of my favorite twitterers (standing and applauding please, he deserves it)
A @ aykarmela the best tumblera global world, and I have to invite a gin and tonic in a glass ball. Dawn4strings
A @ @ @ Pilarz L41r4 and three charms to which I like to call friends, I love you.
A @ DRioja that I know has to be a saint.
A @ @ MissAntropia LaCalabaza and reminded me that South also exists. A great
lunatic, @ Goefry .... A redneck
Madrid and, despite that, a good person as @ halconsiete.
A @ pixelillo, a crack like a house.
@ A @ ClaraGrima and twalmar (Alberto, I desvirtualizarte YA), my math header.
A @ maduixaaaa with which I would like to chat a while longer,
@ A @ ToloLLiteras and Balearic xiscoma two universal.
A great @ juankiwaldorf.
A @ dulcemorgue (I'm in love with your muse, I do not have in mind)
@ A @ f_lequip and selrac and several more in a great desvirtualización in Mataró. A @ lcluengo
always has a touch of sanity.
A @ kkreo that when I arrived the bar was gone. A great poet
@ cosechadel66 master like few others. Jaunje
A @, @ mcarrerasvarea, @ @ TheArmero mrglean and the real friends
A @ doctormapache, the best debater I've found.
A jEsterSoy or jewelry such as @ or @ @ iDexbenz txus_1972 oh_Rima o @ o @ o @ luna1919 Ferenice (who knows what he would say if you stay with me in an elevator) or or the incredible EvaZgz @ @ Peichita. A poet as
@ AveKaesar.
A great @ sdibujando. A friend
as @ jvaleriaelx.
A people who I like as @ or @ lalibretilla 17vecesmario alexmaquero o @ o @ o @ piluxfirpux kurioso or the @ PrgoneroCabreao.
someone who I have to invite to eat as is the @ PaquirrinElias great.
Who do I call my friend Carlos @ Creacrata.
A @ Cavallet the newcomer, making an asshole of the week better than mine.
A @ violencevintage (arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
And, more to follow in and out of my TimeLine, go, leave a smile and leave, they are a while and go away, another comes and tells you your problem and give in the shoulder , and another will help resolve any issue.
I understand Twitter.
Twitter is the bar where everybody knows your name, where everyone knows what your stool, where everybody wants their own way and you want them all.
is the bar where you feel at home. Or better
at home.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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Benedict XVI
The truth is that I do not like the Church.
I "have a right to their religion, their ideology
But then I read this:
http://www.20minutos.es/noticia/902158/0/papa/navidad/pobres/
"The Pope will have lunch this Christmas with a number of poor in the Vatican"
And imagine all those fucking meapilas to demonstrate against abortion thinking "that good, that man is the pope"
And I remember a fragment of the New Testament, Jesus' alleged words "Go and sell that thou hast, and give the poor and you will have treasure in heaven. then come, follow me. "
And I realize that they are hypocrites who preach one thing and do another, who do not practice what they say, that apply a moral to them and another for us.
Fucking hypocrites, liars, despicable, disgusting sacks of shit ....
think that feeding one day a year, among countless works of art, a small group of poor people have accomplished?
Jesus owned nothing, shared fish and bread and you keep and guard wealth in your name, actions, works of art, Banca Ambrosiana, real estate ...
Ye follow the work of Jesus but I want to impose as I behave.
is assumed that your founder was the son of a carpenter, who owned nothing, who fed the hungry, drink to the thirsty ....
You are the Church from the Vatican and Opus Dei.
The Church is against condom use in Africa, but AIDS is a pandemic.
The Church protects pedophile priests while saying the children go to hell for masturbating.
The Church does not condemn Hitler and if it did to Galileo.
The Church that keeps women in the background, cleaning, at a disadvantage.
The church that will feed a group of poor people a day instead of selling all his property to do what founder preached.
As Jesus would say: "'Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites, because you are like whitewashed tombs, which outwardly appear beautiful, but are within full of dead men's bones and all uncleanness! Also you, outwardly appear righteous to men, but inside are full of hypocrisy and iniquity. "
And, as your representative, you, Benedict XVI, I named Asshole of the Day
The truth is that I do not like the Church.
I do not like the idea that some men, based on superstition (whatever that superstition), creates able to give me moral lessons. 
Every time I read as the Church says about morals, abortion, condoms, gay marriage ,.... send me want to be silent, as did they, as a democrat but I understand that is their right. And I remain silent. I "have a right to their religion, their ideology
But then I read this:
http://www.20minutos.es/noticia/902158/0/papa/navidad/pobres/
"The Pope will have lunch this Christmas with a number of poor in the Vatican"
And imagine all those fucking meapilas to demonstrate against abortion thinking "that good, that man is the pope"
And I remember a fragment of the New Testament, Jesus' alleged words "Go and sell that thou hast, and give the poor and you will have treasure in heaven. then come, follow me. "
And I realize that they are hypocrites who preach one thing and do another, who do not practice what they say, that apply a moral to them and another for us.
Fucking hypocrites, liars, despicable, disgusting sacks of shit ....
think that feeding one day a year, among countless works of art, a small group of poor people have accomplished?
Jesus owned nothing, shared fish and bread and you keep and guard wealth in your name, actions, works of art, Banca Ambrosiana, real estate ...
Ye follow the work of Jesus but I want to impose as I behave.
is assumed that your founder was the son of a carpenter, who owned nothing, who fed the hungry, drink to the thirsty ....
You are the Church from the Vatican and Opus Dei.
The Church is against condom use in Africa, but AIDS is a pandemic.
The Church protects pedophile priests while saying the children go to hell for masturbating.
The Church does not condemn Hitler and if it did to Galileo.
The Church that keeps women in the background, cleaning, at a disadvantage.
The church that will feed a group of poor people a day instead of selling all his property to do what founder preached.
As Jesus would say: "'Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites, because you are like whitewashed tombs, which outwardly appear beautiful, but are within full of dead men's bones and all uncleanness! Also you, outwardly appear righteous to men, but inside are full of hypocrisy and iniquity. "
And, as your representative, you, Benedict XVI, I named Asshole of the Day
Monday, December 6, 2010
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Journalists Hypocrites Today ENGO
day thinking I have the theme Wikileaks, and listening to "journalists? criticized on various grounds, if not journalism, that if information stolen, if you are interested filtering, which .... that if journalism is really something else.
still hope that a newspaper critical of some of the English Court. Something. Whatever.
Wikileaks has given us the raw data.
deep throat is 2.0.
has not said anything that we did not know All: What Americans kill civilians and hide it, to manipulate the politics of other countries promoting laws to their convenience and that Aznar has a Messiah complex.
Nothing new. All I suspected. But now we know. And nothing will ever be the same.
And the sad thing is that the press (you, the hypocrites who criticize to Wikileaks and you defend that checks be made available to the Internet) have failed.
We have known, We have known the truth, but thanks to others, not you.
For others who stumble on any day with a bullet at high speed, but thanks to Assange, not you, asshole journalists hypocrites, we all a little freer.
You had to be all fighting, manifestándoos to defend, to avoid the censorship that is being submitted to Wikileaks, to counter the attacks that are suffering from Amazon, Paypal and others.
But no. You are too concerned about seeing your navel and thinking of the authorities, your advertisers, shareholders, writing tips, directors, editors and the mother who bore them.
"The truth shall make you free." Press NO.
day thinking I have the theme Wikileaks, and listening to "journalists? criticized on various grounds, if not journalism, that if information stolen, if you are interested filtering, which .... that if journalism is really something else.
HYPOCRITES. To all of you journalists hypocrites, I dub the Day Asshole 
you did you? take a leak, an anonymous source, a deep gorge, and from there, give a history. Filtered for you. With the consent and approval to the final story of your publishers, editors, editorial boards, shareholders, advertisers and the competent authorities. still hope that a newspaper critical of some of the English Court. Something. Whatever.
Wikileaks has given us the raw data.
deep throat is 2.0.
has not said anything that we did not know All: What Americans kill civilians and hide it, to manipulate the politics of other countries promoting laws to their convenience and that Aznar has a Messiah complex.
Nothing new. All I suspected. But now we know. And nothing will ever be the same.
And the sad thing is that the press (you, the hypocrites who criticize to Wikileaks and you defend that checks be made available to the Internet) have failed.
We have known, We have known the truth, but thanks to others, not you.
For others who stumble on any day with a bullet at high speed, but thanks to Assange, not you, asshole journalists hypocrites, we all a little freer.
You had to be all fighting, manifestándoos to defend, to avoid the censorship that is being submitted to Wikileaks, to counter the attacks that are suffering from Amazon, Paypal and others.
But no. You are too concerned about seeing your navel and thinking of the authorities, your advertisers, shareholders, writing tips, directors, editors and the mother who bore them.
"The truth shall make you free." Press NO.
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La Patria is an invention. Martin Hache
And that invention we fight, kill, die .... Without realizing that at bottom we are all equal. Well. Some more equal than others.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Lenscrafters And Vsp Insurance
Boston Legal: Carpe diem
A fragment, for me, best TV series ever.
would like to be Alan Shore.
A fragment, for me, best TV series ever.
would like to be Alan Shore.
Here is devoted to dismantle the Scientology. 
is not exactly the best but is the only piece I found.
is not exactly the best but is the only piece I found. Thursday, November 25, 2010
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All abusers: you assholes!
Today is a day against violence género.Así to you all, abusers, I dub the asshole of the day, I see you as what you are, abject beings, empty, stupid, frustrated, orangutans intellectuals who suplís ; your shortcomings abuse others.
Someone argued that instead of using violence to intimidate his family, the physical and / or not a person psychologically. Not a human being. Is a rest of the past, an evolutionary tara is defective genetic material. It's crap that talks and walks and hits, but shit after all.
I will make no attempt at humor on you. Not what you deserve. Only way you deserve my contempt, my deepest revulsion ... makes me gag to think that I am of the same species as you.
And all you women that Callais, you say "nothing happens" excuse me thinking it was your fault, pamper him that "he had a bad day ... . you learn to say enough is enough.
Today I am a woman. As you ....
PS: For the record I am against the concept of gender violence, I do not think there is violence, I think there is a violence against the weak, which is a broader concept, and against which had to fight. ... a society that saw us all equal, whether you're a "woman, brown, spic, fat, gay or dumb class" would be a society without violence, no racism, no sexism ... no stupid isms that are dedicated to bring others to offset their own weaknesses, all live better.
Today is a day against violence género.Así to you all, abusers, I dub the asshole of the day, I see you as what you are, abject beings, empty, stupid, frustrated, orangutans intellectuals who suplís ; your shortcomings abuse others.
Because yes, I truly believe that all abusers are so because they feel inferior .... 
and usually are. Someone argued that instead of using violence to intimidate his family, the physical and / or not a person psychologically. Not a human being. Is a rest of the past, an evolutionary tara is defective genetic material. It's crap that talks and walks and hits, but shit after all.
I will make no attempt at humor on you. Not what you deserve. Only way you deserve my contempt, my deepest revulsion ... makes me gag to think that I am of the same species as you.
And all you women that Callais, you say "nothing happens" excuse me thinking it was your fault, pamper him that "he had a bad day ... . you learn to say enough is enough.
Today I am a woman. As you ....
PS: For the record I am against the concept of gender violence, I do not think there is violence, I think there is a violence against the weak, which is a broader concept, and against which had to fight. ... a society that saw us all equal, whether you're a "woman, brown, spic, fat, gay or dumb class" would be a society without violence, no racism, no sexism ... no stupid isms that are dedicated to bring others to offset their own weaknesses, all live better.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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Mariano Rajoy, the Popular Party, the derechona and the mother who gave birth
I am very preocupado.Uno of the major ENGOs in this country is silent. Rajoy has long without saying anything. Neither has reported any Catalan law in the Constitutional Court. Neither criticized Zapatero. Or anything. Not to mention
not speak or football. 
I think we all know that Rajoy is one of the great incompetent in this country. I think you know even in his party. And some street marqueting brain of Genova, those who get a bottle of gel in the hair in the morning. will be recommended to be quiet, say nothing that is more quietly beautiful ....
course in the People's Party do not give up its efforts to make authentic jerk.
One of my favorites lately is the general secretary of the PP, María Dolores de Cospedal.
This lady, or woman, that I have the (dis) taste, collected 241,840 euros last year, broken down as a senator 43,771.70 euros, the salary of the Partido Popular -> 167,864.98, for the Triennium Estado3.560 work as a lawyer, 80 and the Senate 25,538.82 paid as compensation for expenses to carry out its role. (Luck of such compensation, as I would make ends meet without her.)
Everything will Legally and very clean, but it sounds disgusting. Apart
to be part-time senator get paid if the Popular Party.
course, the press has criticized.
And this lady has reacted with great intelligence and democratic spirit, saying it is criticized for being a woman (
http://www.publico.es/espana/347353/cospedal-dice-que-se-cuestiona-su-sueldo- to-be-wife
) and censoring the newspaper that published the news (
http://www.lavozdeasturias.es/politica/secretaria-general-vuelve-censurar-publico_0_377362310.html
) If this is the democratic nature of which is likely to be ministers with Rajoy, I have fear. Rajoy And this says nothing. In
through a progrm of TeleMadrid "Loud and clear" Salvador Sostres that derechona commentator, saying it marked a SanchezDragó he likes "the young girls of 17, 18, 19 ... that's where the tension of the flesh. "(the younger age guru leaves for SanchezDragó) More Sostres highlighting" those that have vaginas do not smell like uric acid, they are clean. "And similar niceties. (
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/sociedad/tertuliano/Telemadrid/realiza/comentarios/sexuales/explicitos/delante/menores/elpepusoc/20101117elpepusoc_1/Tes
)
All this before minor students. When children said they were from Rabat and Catalonia, the commentator laughed at them and said, "This is a school or an NGO?". The presenter reminded occasionally the presence of minors and answered with an ironic "but are in Rabat." What they were "Moors of shit" it stopped, but I thought, sure. Rajoy
And this says nothing.
That if our incredible SuperEsperanza Aguirre, the friend of children, has already rushed to say that nothing happens that those are private conversations. Rajoy
And this says nothing.
Alicia Sanchez Camacho, the woman who shares a plastic surgeon with Carmen de Mairena, is presented as a candidate for President of the Generalitat. And showing his progressive ideas and his capacity for the integration of immigrants has put a game in which she sees a fearless heroine, Alicia Croft (Bad comparison, as is a bit like Angelina Jolie, but Angelina is a woman, and Alice is .... Alicia) uploaded a bombing seagull immigrants and independence ... It seems that the bombing "fucking red" I leave open for another game. (
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/espana/PP/sustituye/inmigrantes/mafias/diana/videojuego/Alicia/Croft/elpepuesp/20101116elpepunac_21/Tes #
)
Rajoy
And this says nothing. So by pedophiles, and hypocrites, for silence, for taking us for fools, by laughing at us, racist, Cranes, by cristofrikis by meapilas by macho by xenophobes, by tolerating his criticize what Others asaltacunas to defend, and for all that I can leave the ENGO
, meeting in extraordinary plenary session, decides to grant the honorary title of Asshole November Mariano Rajoy, the Popular Party, the entire English derechona and mother that bore them all together.
I am very preocupado.Uno of the major ENGOs in this country is silent. Rajoy has long without saying anything. Neither has reported any Catalan law in the Constitutional Court. Neither criticized Zapatero. Or anything. Not to mention
not speak or football.
I think we all know that Rajoy is one of the great incompetent in this country. I think you know even in his party. And some street marqueting brain of Genova, those who get a bottle of gel in the hair in the morning. will be recommended to be quiet, say nothing that is more quietly beautiful .... course in the People's Party do not give up its efforts to make authentic jerk.
One of my favorites lately is the general secretary of the PP, María Dolores de Cospedal.
This lady, or woman, that I have the (dis) taste, collected 241,840 euros last year, broken down as a senator 43,771.70 euros, the salary of the Partido Popular -> 167,864.98, for the Triennium Estado3.560 work as a lawyer, 80 and the Senate 25,538.82 paid as compensation for expenses to carry out its role. (Luck of such compensation, as I would make ends meet without her.)
Everything will Legally and very clean, but it sounds disgusting. Apart
to be part-time senator get paid if the Popular Party.
course, the press has criticized.
And this lady has reacted with great intelligence and democratic spirit, saying it is criticized for being a woman (
http://www.publico.es/espana/347353/cospedal-dice-que-se-cuestiona-su-sueldo- to-be-wife
) and censoring the newspaper that published the news (
http://www.lavozdeasturias.es/politica/secretaria-general-vuelve-censurar-publico_0_377362310.html
) If this is the democratic nature of which is likely to be ministers with Rajoy, I have fear. Rajoy And this says nothing. In
through a progrm of TeleMadrid "Loud and clear" Salvador Sostres that derechona commentator, saying it marked a SanchezDragó he likes "the young girls of 17, 18, 19 ... that's where the tension of the flesh. "(the younger age guru leaves for SanchezDragó) More Sostres highlighting" those that have vaginas do not smell like uric acid, they are clean. "And similar niceties. (
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/sociedad/tertuliano/Telemadrid/realiza/comentarios/sexuales/explicitos/delante/menores/elpepusoc/20101117elpepusoc_1/Tes
)
All this before minor students. When children said they were from Rabat and Catalonia, the commentator laughed at them and said, "This is a school or an NGO?". The presenter reminded occasionally the presence of minors and answered with an ironic "but are in Rabat." What they were "Moors of shit" it stopped, but I thought, sure. Rajoy
And this says nothing.
That if our incredible SuperEsperanza Aguirre, the friend of children, has already rushed to say that nothing happens that those are private conversations. Rajoy
And this says nothing.
Alicia Sanchez Camacho, the woman who shares a plastic surgeon with Carmen de Mairena, is presented as a candidate for President of the Generalitat. And showing his progressive ideas and his capacity for the integration of immigrants has put a game in which she sees a fearless heroine, Alicia Croft (Bad comparison, as is a bit like Angelina Jolie, but Angelina is a woman, and Alice is .... Alicia) uploaded a bombing seagull immigrants and independence ... It seems that the bombing "fucking red" I leave open for another game. (
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/espana/PP/sustituye/inmigrantes/mafias/diana/videojuego/Alicia/Croft/elpepuesp/20101116elpepunac_21/Tes #
)
Rajoy
And this says nothing. So by pedophiles, and hypocrites, for silence, for taking us for fools, by laughing at us, racist, Cranes, by cristofrikis by meapilas by macho by xenophobes, by tolerating his criticize what Others asaltacunas to defend, and for all that I can leave the ENGO
, meeting in extraordinary plenary session, decides to grant the honorary title of Asshole November Mariano Rajoy, the Popular Party, the entire English derechona and mother that bore them all together.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Should I Respond After An Interview
Loose (Crowd)
Dora: - There is an interpretation to the wrong day of the sayings of Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz. For example: "Men who harass them fools (said never accuse, that was a typo) the woman for no reason (Ie, to the crazy crazy .. as generic) without seeing that you are the occasion (she looks for an occasional lover) of the same that you blame (which is crazy, but crazy for you ... gil) "
Freud: - Very interesting Dora, Dora
continue ... : (surprised) - No, I press anything. I have nothing else to say ... I told you all ... Sigmund (altered ) Do you not understand what I mean?
Super Me: (in the ear of Freud) - Ojito with what you do ... is good, but you can not go mixing the many ...
Freud: - If Dora, of course I understand it ... and I'm interested Continue listening to his interpretation of Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz. Dora
: (alteradísima, euphoric) - "Interpretation?! It was a metaphor ... to say I'm crazy in love with you. So you understand? This
: (happy, relaxed, optimistic, on the other ear of Freud) - I cornered ... let it be ... give yourself .. give free rein to the pleasure principle ... return to the arms of your mother, go back to the warmth and security of the womb ...
Me: (suddenly appears and grabs it to stop talking) - Eh! Crazy ... sec ... What's going on here? .. That shut up, do not confuse me ... I fuck trauma
Super Me: (authoritarian) - both were silent. And you, Sigmund ... you work-do ba-jan. Fulfilling your duty.
Freud: (uncomfortable, nervous) - Dora, you are mistaken. A transfer that is called ... Dora
: - Well, I'll pay if you want ... give me your CBU
This: (in the ear of Freud) - Long the market, smoke a spliff, take the bitter and daleee Super Yo. ..
Freud: (away to It's a slap) - not what I meant Dora. But because you confuse your feelings. Actually what you feel is not love, but is part of the transfer. Since the transfer can begin the road to a possible "cure" ... Dora
: (spiteful, proud) - Aja. If I understand you. You're cutting the face. Well, actually all you need is love. Other than that I'm fine, healthcare, my drives in order ... Can you treat me refer you to Wilhelm Reich?
Freud: (jealous, disappointed) - I do not know ... Dora
: - So much for French May?
Freud: - I do not know where you get your strange ideas ...
(With a clatter and sparks appears a car driven by a scientist)
Doc Emmet Brown: (Dora) "Come on, I was ... Hurry up to 25 seconds there will be a beam that will take us to May 1968. Dora
: (happy for the unexpected solution) -Adios Sigmund. Vos you missed ... and never understood anything ... you'll never understand women, misogynist, sexist, retrograde ... adioss my love ... adiosss.
(Get in the car which is ongoing)
Doc Emmet Brown: - Nooo, I can not believe ... we got 3 seconds later ... We must wait here a new storm ... or find a way to start this car .. Dora
: - Does travel assistance?
Doc Emmet Brown: - Yes, of course. Dora
: - then we can do is leave the car here and go two blocks to the stop of the Collective Unconscious. I do not remember if it goes through May 1968, but it sure makes us closer.
Doc Emmet Brown: - Great, then we in bondi.
(up to the Collective Unconscious in addition to carrying the different archetypes and other people trying to get from one place to another)
Dora: (looks out the window) - Ayy no ... recontra we spent ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - I thought so ... by no never walked here ... Where are we? Dora
: (read a poster) - Argentina, 2010 ... I gotcha the century and the continent ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - Since we're here we go down to see ...
(come down and watch the city, cars, people ...)
Dora: - What a nice man! It seems it was true what I heard on the bus on the Latin lovers ... Will spirited?
Doc Emmet Brown: -If so, remember that we need energy to start the car .. The car! Dora Wait for me here, I'll call again to bring me this far.
(Dora enters a bar, see a table you are sitting 3 men and approaches them.)
Dora: - Hi, How are you? This is the first time I come to this place and I'm half bewildered ... Can you tell me how to do at this time to make a handsome man like you go to have wild sex and perhaps in time some love with a woman like me?
Guille: - do not know what to say ... you can start to make a photoblog Poringa ... .. Victor
: - O hacete Facebook and got a provocative photos ... Roberto
: - Do not be cut ... Eme and give me your chat ... Dora
: - Thanks. I understand less than we understand him to Freud. Until then
Doc Emmet Brown: - Good news! Since I have the car and we can walk with a cortorcuito ... Whenever we go ... Dora
: - Come on now, but I want to go back to Freud ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - Here we go
(arrive and break into the office where smoking Freud melancholy looking out the window)
Freud: (happy to see again Dora) - I knew I would Dora, lie on the couch ... Dora
: - Sigmund No thanks. I came to tell nothing but the theory of hysteria arises from a projection. Projects in me that that's wrong with you. Your Super is leaving I do not live. Only here you're hysterical. And believe me in the future, there will be many more like you. This
: - Take advantage now, with that I will beat Super slow to react. Be happy for a while at least, give ...
Freud: (sad, defeated, frustrated) - I will refer you Dora. Here I leave the card of Carl Jung. The Collective Unconscious leave it in the corner. Adios Dora. Dora
: -hysterical, fearful, cowardly ... Adios. End
Screenwriter: - Well ... I do not know .. the idea of \u200b\u200bmaking an argument porn with psychological nuances that can climb the social networks made me hard .. Do not you think that something is missing? Roberto
: - We forgot to put Twitter ... Victor
: - For me it is great ... we need to get a mine that is safe to do the role of Dora ..
Writer - Si ... but the erotic part, did not realize that there are no sex scenes? I do not know .. maybe Freud could sell at some point ... or Doc Emmet Brown .. maybe ... Roberto
: - Aww noo, it would ruin everything! Goodism is so.
Guille: - The only thing I think is that we should have a little more prominence ... I do not know ... we end up with two little words everyone ...
Screenwriter: (Ay Dora ... as you understand ...) - Well, well .. I am writing after a couple of lines more ... and see if they are correct the roles of the psychic apparatus ... terminology ...
Guille: - No one will notice .. 
Dora: - There is an interpretation to the wrong day of the sayings of Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz. For example: "Men who harass them fools (said never accuse, that was a typo) the woman for no reason (Ie, to the crazy crazy .. as generic) without seeing that you are the occasion (she looks for an occasional lover) of the same that you blame (which is crazy, but crazy for you ... gil) "
Freud: - Very interesting Dora, Dora
continue ... : (surprised) - No, I press anything. I have nothing else to say ... I told you all ... Sigmund (altered ) Do you not understand what I mean?
Super Me: (in the ear of Freud) - Ojito with what you do ... is good, but you can not go mixing the many ...
Freud: - If Dora, of course I understand it ... and I'm interested Continue listening to his interpretation of Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz. Dora
: (alteradísima, euphoric) - "Interpretation?! It was a metaphor ... to say I'm crazy in love with you. So you understand? This
: (happy, relaxed, optimistic, on the other ear of Freud) - I cornered ... let it be ... give yourself .. give free rein to the pleasure principle ... return to the arms of your mother, go back to the warmth and security of the womb ...
Me: (suddenly appears and grabs it to stop talking) - Eh! Crazy ... sec ... What's going on here? .. That shut up, do not confuse me ... I fuck trauma
Super Me: (authoritarian) - both were silent. And you, Sigmund ... you work-do ba-jan. Fulfilling your duty.
Freud: (uncomfortable, nervous) - Dora, you are mistaken. A transfer that is called ... Dora
: - Well, I'll pay if you want ... give me your CBU
This: (in the ear of Freud) - Long the market, smoke a spliff, take the bitter and daleee Super Yo. ..
Freud: (away to It's a slap) - not what I meant Dora. But because you confuse your feelings. Actually what you feel is not love, but is part of the transfer. Since the transfer can begin the road to a possible "cure" ... Dora
: (spiteful, proud) - Aja. If I understand you. You're cutting the face. Well, actually all you need is love. Other than that I'm fine, healthcare, my drives in order ... Can you treat me refer you to Wilhelm Reich?
Freud: (jealous, disappointed) - I do not know ... Dora
: - So much for French May?
Freud: - I do not know where you get your strange ideas ...
(With a clatter and sparks appears a car driven by a scientist)
Doc Emmet Brown: (Dora) "Come on, I was ... Hurry up to 25 seconds there will be a beam that will take us to May 1968. Dora
: (happy for the unexpected solution) -Adios Sigmund. Vos you missed ... and never understood anything ... you'll never understand women, misogynist, sexist, retrograde ... adioss my love ... adiosss.
(Get in the car which is ongoing)
Doc Emmet Brown: - Nooo, I can not believe ... we got 3 seconds later ... We must wait here a new storm ... or find a way to start this car .. Dora
: - Does travel assistance?
Doc Emmet Brown: - Yes, of course. Dora
: - then we can do is leave the car here and go two blocks to the stop of the Collective Unconscious. I do not remember if it goes through May 1968, but it sure makes us closer.
Doc Emmet Brown: - Great, then we in bondi.
(up to the Collective Unconscious in addition to carrying the different archetypes and other people trying to get from one place to another)
Dora: (looks out the window) - Ayy no ... recontra we spent ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - I thought so ... by no never walked here ... Where are we? Dora
: (read a poster) - Argentina, 2010 ... I gotcha the century and the continent ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - Since we're here we go down to see ...
(come down and watch the city, cars, people ...)
Dora: - What a nice man! It seems it was true what I heard on the bus on the Latin lovers ... Will spirited?
Doc Emmet Brown: -If so, remember that we need energy to start the car .. The car! Dora Wait for me here, I'll call again to bring me this far.
(Dora enters a bar, see a table you are sitting 3 men and approaches them.)
Dora: - Hi, How are you? This is the first time I come to this place and I'm half bewildered ... Can you tell me how to do at this time to make a handsome man like you go to have wild sex and perhaps in time some love with a woman like me?
Guille: - do not know what to say ... you can start to make a photoblog Poringa ... .. Victor
: - O hacete Facebook and got a provocative photos ... Roberto
: - Do not be cut ... Eme and give me your chat ... Dora
: - Thanks. I understand less than we understand him to Freud. Until then
Doc Emmet Brown: - Good news! Since I have the car and we can walk with a cortorcuito ... Whenever we go ... Dora
: - Come on now, but I want to go back to Freud ...
Doc Emmet Brown: - Here we go
(arrive and break into the office where smoking Freud melancholy looking out the window)
Freud: (happy to see again Dora) - I knew I would Dora, lie on the couch ... Dora
: - Sigmund No thanks. I came to tell nothing but the theory of hysteria arises from a projection. Projects in me that that's wrong with you. Your Super is leaving I do not live. Only here you're hysterical. And believe me in the future, there will be many more like you. This
: - Take advantage now, with that I will beat Super slow to react. Be happy for a while at least, give ...
Freud: (sad, defeated, frustrated) - I will refer you Dora. Here I leave the card of Carl Jung. The Collective Unconscious leave it in the corner. Adios Dora. Dora
: -hysterical, fearful, cowardly ... Adios. End
Screenwriter: - Well ... I do not know .. the idea of \u200b\u200bmaking an argument porn with psychological nuances that can climb the social networks made me hard .. Do not you think that something is missing? Roberto
: - We forgot to put Twitter ... Victor
: - For me it is great ... we need to get a mine that is safe to do the role of Dora ..
Writer - Si ... but the erotic part, did not realize that there are no sex scenes? I do not know .. maybe Freud could sell at some point ... or Doc Emmet Brown .. maybe ... Roberto
: - Aww noo, it would ruin everything! Goodism is so.
Guille: - The only thing I think is that we should have a little more prominence ... I do not know ... we end up with two little words everyone ...
Screenwriter: (Ay Dora ... as you understand ...) - Well, well .. I am writing after a couple of lines more ... and see if they are correct the roles of the psychic apparatus ... terminology ...
Guille: - No one will notice ..
Friday, October 15, 2010
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Imagine (fantasies)
The ability to fantasize is one of the qualities that most attract me. I value itself almost more than anything. And the others I find irresistible. From time to fantasize and imagine the world as our desires, the real borders are disappearing in different ways. Sometimes there are definitely blurred. And the rigorous real-world map colorful translucent overlays the wall of our fantasies. Slipping between the relief we can imagine generous and accurate map of streets and highways. The dimensions of reality are multiplied to infinity and we pass in the ethereal world fantasized that somehow things are our peers. But we can not see them as they are, because immediately a mask painted on them imagine. Re draw their faces and model the heart according to inspire us now. Fantasize timeless moments and happy and perhaps add to the narrative fantasies. Write beautiful words we hear from his lips without realizing we fell in love. Madly. We almost lost in that territory magical wishes and fantasies. We are free indefinitely. Happy. We create and recreate life almost without touching.
And resist this unexpected moment in which all this becomes our worst nightmare. When we appear somewhere on the map, in some deserted street, with a broken heart and a colorful picture crumpled in his hand. 
The ability to fantasize is one of the qualities that most attract me. I value itself almost more than anything. And the others I find irresistible. From time to fantasize and imagine the world as our desires, the real borders are disappearing in different ways. Sometimes there are definitely blurred. And the rigorous real-world map colorful translucent overlays the wall of our fantasies. Slipping between the relief we can imagine generous and accurate map of streets and highways. The dimensions of reality are multiplied to infinity and we pass in the ethereal world fantasized that somehow things are our peers. But we can not see them as they are, because immediately a mask painted on them imagine. Re draw their faces and model the heart according to inspire us now. Fantasize timeless moments and happy and perhaps add to the narrative fantasies. Write beautiful words we hear from his lips without realizing we fell in love. Madly. We almost lost in that territory magical wishes and fantasies. We are free indefinitely. Happy. We create and recreate life almost without touching.
And resist this unexpected moment in which all this becomes our worst nightmare. When we appear somewhere on the map, in some deserted street, with a broken heart and a colorful picture crumpled in his hand.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Mythology Allusions In Romeo And Juliet
pick
Decímelo again deletrealo explain us because they do not understand. I want it written on paper to bring me a mail carrier. I want to open an envelope. White as far as possible, stamped envelope. And slowly read a letter from you. If you tell me that NO decimelo writing deletrealo. On paper. After reading your letter telling me that I'm NOT going to elect a beautiful paper. And a white envelope. And I will copy over your data in the sender. Then I'll write you a letter. Brief. Again asking you to tell me. Deletrealo. And explain it because I do not understand. I'm going to write. And I'll fold the paper neatly. And I'll seal the envelope and stamps hit. I'm bringing the mail. I will wait patiently at home the response. If you're going to say NO decimelo again deletrealo. On paper. Writing. Roberto
Decímelo again deletrealo explain us because they do not understand. I want it written on paper to bring me a mail carrier. I want to open an envelope. White as far as possible, stamped envelope. And slowly read a letter from you. If you tell me that NO decimelo writing deletrealo. On paper. After reading your letter telling me that I'm NOT going to elect a beautiful paper. And a white envelope. And I will copy over your data in the sender. Then I'll write you a letter. Brief. Again asking you to tell me. Deletrealo. And explain it because I do not understand. I'm going to write. And I'll fold the paper neatly. And I'll seal the envelope and stamps hit. I'm bringing the mail. I will wait patiently at home the response. If you're going to say NO decimelo again deletrealo. On paper. Writing. Roberto
Friday, October 1, 2010
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not you, is my Super I
:
was not sure if these lines begin with "Dear Bob", or "Dear Robert" ... I opted for "Roberto" plain, as you yourself read, write and the urgency of this to get their hands on the time indicated.
You may not understand now, and this may become one of the reasons why I write.
When I received his invitation to go I must confess, I do not know if I should do (however, the truth is a value of great importance, as well confess it) I felt an immense joy, something quite irrational. That's why I spent a significant time analyzing the causes of this sentiment and its possible consequences. I may be wrong, but that possibility does not keeps me awake, and that can never be confirmed or refuted. Would require recorriéramos born again and again the same way until this point and then change decision. If that is possible and with memories of previous life, I feel uneasy. But even that would be reincarnated as possible. About Roberto, Do you believe in reincarnation?
was not easy, but I think is right. I must say that this time will not accept your invitation, and proceed to argue this response as appropriate:
First, know what your idea of \u200b\u200bcouples. Perhaps you are of those people live in the moment informal without taking a real commitment. In that case we would lose time mutually and perhaps hurt us. In my case, I believe in lifelong union, and that's exactly what I want. And you?
Moreover, I do not know how old he is. Should be much older than me, would be a union marked by my fear of being widowed and unable to rebuild my life. I condemn in this case to a lonely old age and nostalgia. If you were much smaller than I thought it would be embarrassing that perhaps I'm his mother or his aunt. Also perhaps you live in fear of a premature widowhood for her age. Roberto never asked ... How old are you?
Besides, I do not know what you think about life, I say philosophically. Perhaps you are an idealist, a dreamer. In this case congeniaría to perfection with me, but who would take care of earthly affairs? Our union would be very romantic, but ultimately would have debts, financial problems, unstable material. Or maybe you too materialistic Roberto. And in that case we would live in a world too specific, no place for fantasy, poetry and art.
Enfin, I could continue my argument almost ad infinitum, but I see the time and barely have time to reach you this letter to the waiter at the little bar where you will always observe silence: her dark eyes so intense, the way distracted from sitting, his legs carrying discreetly the music background. Hopefully
understand that my interest you is genuine, so I'll take another period of time to evaluate whether or not to accept his invitation future. And hopefully the waiter delivered the envelope without delay, I would not think that I left standing. Maybe someday
to sign this letter with "yours always", for the moment I can not, you know you understand. Nor do I believe it is appropriate to use any other word loving. Put my name to dry maybe you would be cold and distant, but not be fooled by appearances. It is the best option and on the other hand will allow you recognize the sender out of this brief letter, I in this case. I hope I understand. Farewell
Martita
was not sure if these lines begin with "Dear Bob", or "Dear Robert" ... I opted for "Roberto" plain, as you yourself read, write and the urgency of this to get their hands on the time indicated.
You may not understand now, and this may become one of the reasons why I write.
When I received his invitation to go I must confess, I do not know if I should do (however, the truth is a value of great importance, as well confess it) I felt an immense joy, something quite irrational. That's why I spent a significant time analyzing the causes of this sentiment and its possible consequences. I may be wrong, but that possibility does not keeps me awake, and that can never be confirmed or refuted. Would require recorriéramos born again and again the same way until this point and then change decision. If that is possible and with memories of previous life, I feel uneasy. But even that would be reincarnated as possible. About Roberto, Do you believe in reincarnation?
was not easy, but I think is right. I must say that this time will not accept your invitation, and proceed to argue this response as appropriate:
First, know what your idea of \u200b\u200bcouples. Perhaps you are of those people live in the moment informal without taking a real commitment. In that case we would lose time mutually and perhaps hurt us. In my case, I believe in lifelong union, and that's exactly what I want. And you?
Moreover, I do not know how old he is. Should be much older than me, would be a union marked by my fear of being widowed and unable to rebuild my life. I condemn in this case to a lonely old age and nostalgia. If you were much smaller than I thought it would be embarrassing that perhaps I'm his mother or his aunt. Also perhaps you live in fear of a premature widowhood for her age. Roberto never asked ... How old are you?
Besides, I do not know what you think about life, I say philosophically. Perhaps you are an idealist, a dreamer. In this case congeniaría to perfection with me, but who would take care of earthly affairs? Our union would be very romantic, but ultimately would have debts, financial problems, unstable material. Or maybe you too materialistic Roberto. And in that case we would live in a world too specific, no place for fantasy, poetry and art.
Enfin, I could continue my argument almost ad infinitum, but I see the time and barely have time to reach you this letter to the waiter at the little bar where you will always observe silence: her dark eyes so intense, the way distracted from sitting, his legs carrying discreetly the music background. Hopefully
understand that my interest you is genuine, so I'll take another period of time to evaluate whether or not to accept his invitation future. And hopefully the waiter delivered the envelope without delay, I would not think that I left standing. Maybe someday
to sign this letter with "yours always", for the moment I can not, you know you understand. Nor do I believe it is appropriate to use any other word loving. Put my name to dry maybe you would be cold and distant, but not be fooled by appearances. It is the best option and on the other hand will allow you recognize the sender out of this brief letter, I in this case. I hope I understand. Farewell
Saturday, September 25, 2010
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3 ... 2 ... 1 ... Fire. Eva Desnudísma
The touch of a few words from you to my wait out sparks. Sparks increase in direct proportion to your words. The air you breathe out those sparks directed towards me. I find that my area there is fuel. I light.
The fire that comes in my area because of the sparks produced by rubbing a few words from you with my hopes, I throw everything that can be embarrassing. Drafts of millions of cards that you expected, three bus tickets, two photos, a drawing and excuses. And of course, to you. Throw you into the fire in my area and I find that there're also fuel and we both like playing with fire. 
The touch of a few words from you to my wait out sparks. Sparks increase in direct proportion to your words. The air you breathe out those sparks directed towards me. I find that my area there is fuel. I light.
The fire that comes in my area because of the sparks produced by rubbing a few words from you with my hopes, I throw everything that can be embarrassing. Drafts of millions of cards that you expected, three bus tickets, two photos, a drawing and excuses. And of course, to you. Throw you into the fire in my area and I find that there're also fuel and we both like playing with fire.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Loud Squeal On A Performa Maytag Washer
versus the Infinite
Will I or stay? I bite the forbidden fruit "or I resist? Do I speak or corn? Would you say or not say? Do I think or act? "I insist and desist? Questions or respond? "Watches or eternity? "I obey or rebel? Am I the rules or that my desire is law? A piece of land or infinite? Did Adam and a piece of land in Eden or the infinite bare and free to me? Do you know or unexpected?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "and freedom?
"Paradise is freedom?
Freedom, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, freedom ...
And then drugged by the ripple effects of that word, of that mantra irresistible bite the forbidden fruit. Lost paradise, I make myself and finally embrace freedom. 
Will I or stay? I bite the forbidden fruit "or I resist? Do I speak or corn? Would you say or not say? Do I think or act? "I insist and desist? Questions or respond? "Watches or eternity? "I obey or rebel? Am I the rules or that my desire is law? A piece of land or infinite? Did Adam and a piece of land in Eden or the infinite bare and free to me? Do you know or unexpected?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "and freedom?
"Paradise is freedom?
Freedom, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, freedom ...
And then drugged by the ripple effects of that word, of that mantra irresistible bite the forbidden fruit. Lost paradise, I make myself and finally embrace freedom.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Shoulder Pectoral Pain
Cupid and I (final)
(Cupid, Bin Laden, Monica Lewinsky and Bush hot stuff all to travel in search of Menem. They're about to go out and Cupid accidentally discovers that someone else is there that he had hidden. In a sort of laboratory built on the banks of a rushing stream, a man locked up)
Cupid (going to the lab) "Wait, what's this?
Monica Lewinsky: (nervous) "Nothing, nothing. Is a technician who works here ... We are going to be late, we must begin now ...
Cupid - No, first I want to know who that person ... (approaching and see the person dumps a product in water) What are you doing?
Monica Lewinsky: (he makes a sign of bin Laden, who pulls out a gun and goes to Cupid) - I said we gotta go Cupid.
Cupid - No, if they want to kill me, I do not care. I'm not leaving here until you tell me who is this guy and it does here.
Bush: (desperate, dramatic) -Nooooo, not killed by please! I will tell all: the Lord is Craig Venter. The kidnap and force it to adulterate the water around the world with Viagra. It is part of Monica's plan for revenge. There, now we please, I'm eager to join my love ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Idiot, no one had to know ... Cupid
: (surprised) - So ... whole story of the mutation and others .... is a lie ... (angry) They ruined my career, my life, and the whole world! (going to the lab, enters and frees the scientist)
Craig Venter: (excited) - Thank you, thank you! I will live to thank him. My poor artificial bacteria should be dead already ... (distressed) I go, I go to my lab, I lost time ... (running) thanks! ...
Cupid - I demand that they stop throwing water Viagra ... but no deal ...
Monica Lewinsky: (resigned) - Okay. Bin, go, go off the lab.
(dismantled the lab and we started. They go to where Menem)
Cupid (Bush) - We must be very careful, for my arrow can pass through the two cores without Menem's knowledge. You position yourself here and not move. I'm going to find the best angle for the arrow.
Bush: (thrilled) - Yes! Yes! I'll do what I ask ...
(Cupid seeks the best location to launch his arrow, and when he does have both hearts aligned, makes a sign to Bush and shoot the arrow. Bin Laden and Monica Lewinsky look expectant. Bush screams in pain, and his heart bleeds . At the same moment heard a sharp cry of pain from La Rioja.)
Monica Lewinsky: (desperate rush to Bush) - What happened? Bush, Bush ... answer ... (looks at Cupid) What did you do? You killed him!
Cupid (confused, go and look at Bush, which is bathed in blood ... I checked) I do not understand ... never went something like this ... But I think what happened is that none of them had heart ...
(Meanwhile, the world feels a wave of positive energy shining. With the death of these two beings without a heart, the balance that weighs good and evil is inclined towards love and peace. In addition, water begins to be pure, and the effects of Viagra overdose slowly begin to leave).
Cupid - Well, it's time to continue the journey, let us expect that the Writer.
(They reach the former home of Cupid. The Writer is very entertained by Linyera2. Linyera1 keeps alive the fire, and from 3 to sing and drink wine.)
Screenwriter: - Cupid! What a joy to see you again! Did you see that it was worth the trip? Monica, Bin, are welcome! (the hobos) Roberto, Victor, bring more wine we have visitors!
Bin Laden: - I'll go with Victor ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Well ... this place is very nice ...
Cupid (A screenwriter) - Well .. Mission accomplished right? "These characters will serve to the story that you wanted to write?
Screenwriter: (laughing) - Oh Cupid ... is they spent so much in your absence ...
Linyera 2: (embraces Screenwriter) "Yes, master ... and here we are putting our own history.
Cupid - Well, but the trip was not in vain ... (approaching Monica, looks into her eyes and takes her hand) - Monica ... Would not you like to join our hearts with one of my arrows?
Monica Lewinsky: - Ay fat, do not take it bad ... but I'm actually in love with the power ...
Cupid - you never hear about the power of love, baby?
Monica Lewinsky: (looks at him with an outline of love) - No, but you could tell me ....
The End ...
Writer: - And? What do you think? "Zafa?
Cupid - Zafa, yes, but this time it pulls off the crush that is you Come ....¡ Roberto!
Screenwriter: (nervous, begins to run) - Stop messing around Cupid, out of here look how clear all eh ...
Cupid (With laughter) --afraid ... and I'll grab you by surprise ...
Idea, direction and production: What is left of my mind & pecesypescaditos INC
Cast (in order of appearance): Cupid
............. Writer Mickey Rourke
............. ....................... Ivana
Linyera1 Espina (Victor) ... Ricky Martin
Linyera ............ 2 (Johnny Depp
Roberto )............. ............ Monica Lewinsky Kim Bassinger
..... ....................... Bin Laden Kotur Boluda the Bush
Menem ............................ ........... Montgomery Burns Ricardo Fort
................ Craig Venter .... Doc Emmett Brown ...............
(Cupid, Bin Laden, Monica Lewinsky and Bush hot stuff all to travel in search of Menem. They're about to go out and Cupid accidentally discovers that someone else is there that he had hidden. In a sort of laboratory built on the banks of a rushing stream, a man locked up)
Cupid (going to the lab) "Wait, what's this?
Monica Lewinsky: (nervous) "Nothing, nothing. Is a technician who works here ... We are going to be late, we must begin now ...
Cupid - No, first I want to know who that person ... (approaching and see the person dumps a product in water) What are you doing?
Monica Lewinsky: (he makes a sign of bin Laden, who pulls out a gun and goes to Cupid) - I said we gotta go Cupid.
Cupid - No, if they want to kill me, I do not care. I'm not leaving here until you tell me who is this guy and it does here.
Bush: (desperate, dramatic) -Nooooo, not killed by please! I will tell all: the Lord is Craig Venter. The kidnap and force it to adulterate the water around the world with Viagra. It is part of Monica's plan for revenge. There, now we please, I'm eager to join my love ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Idiot, no one had to know ... Cupid
: (surprised) - So ... whole story of the mutation and others .... is a lie ... (angry) They ruined my career, my life, and the whole world! (going to the lab, enters and frees the scientist)
Craig Venter: (excited) - Thank you, thank you! I will live to thank him. My poor artificial bacteria should be dead already ... (distressed) I go, I go to my lab, I lost time ... (running) thanks! ...
Cupid - I demand that they stop throwing water Viagra ... but no deal ...
Monica Lewinsky: (resigned) - Okay. Bin, go, go off the lab.
(dismantled the lab and we started. They go to where Menem)
Cupid (Bush) - We must be very careful, for my arrow can pass through the two cores without Menem's knowledge. You position yourself here and not move. I'm going to find the best angle for the arrow.
Bush: (thrilled) - Yes! Yes! I'll do what I ask ...
(Cupid seeks the best location to launch his arrow, and when he does have both hearts aligned, makes a sign to Bush and shoot the arrow. Bin Laden and Monica Lewinsky look expectant. Bush screams in pain, and his heart bleeds . At the same moment heard a sharp cry of pain from La Rioja.)
Monica Lewinsky: (desperate rush to Bush) - What happened? Bush, Bush ... answer ... (looks at Cupid) What did you do? You killed him!
Cupid (confused, go and look at Bush, which is bathed in blood ... I checked) I do not understand ... never went something like this ... But I think what happened is that none of them had heart ...
(Meanwhile, the world feels a wave of positive energy shining. With the death of these two beings without a heart, the balance that weighs good and evil is inclined towards love and peace. In addition, water begins to be pure, and the effects of Viagra overdose slowly begin to leave).
Cupid - Well, it's time to continue the journey, let us expect that the Writer.
(They reach the former home of Cupid. The Writer is very entertained by Linyera2. Linyera1 keeps alive the fire, and from 3 to sing and drink wine.)
Screenwriter: - Cupid! What a joy to see you again! Did you see that it was worth the trip? Monica, Bin, are welcome! (the hobos) Roberto, Victor, bring more wine we have visitors!
Bin Laden: - I'll go with Victor ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Well ... this place is very nice ...
Cupid (A screenwriter) - Well .. Mission accomplished right? "These characters will serve to the story that you wanted to write?
Screenwriter: (laughing) - Oh Cupid ... is they spent so much in your absence ...
Linyera 2: (embraces Screenwriter) "Yes, master ... and here we are putting our own history.
Cupid - Well, but the trip was not in vain ... (approaching Monica, looks into her eyes and takes her hand) - Monica ... Would not you like to join our hearts with one of my arrows?
Monica Lewinsky: - Ay fat, do not take it bad ... but I'm actually in love with the power ...
Cupid - you never hear about the power of love, baby?
Monica Lewinsky: (looks at him with an outline of love) - No, but you could tell me ....
The End ...
Writer: - And? What do you think? "Zafa?
Cupid - Zafa, yes, but this time it pulls off the crush that is you Come ....¡ Roberto!
Screenwriter: (nervous, begins to run) - Stop messing around Cupid, out of here look how clear all eh ...
Cupid (With laughter) --afraid ... and I'll grab you by surprise ...
Idea, direction and production: What is left of my mind & pecesypescaditos INC
Cast (in order of appearance): Cupid
............. Writer Mickey Rourke
............. ....................... Ivana
Linyera1 Espina (Victor) ... Ricky Martin
Linyera ............ 2 (Johnny Depp
Roberto )............. ............ Monica Lewinsky Kim Bassinger
..... ....................... Bin Laden Kotur Boluda the Bush
Menem ............................ ........... Montgomery Burns Ricardo Fort
................ Craig Venter .... Doc Emmett Brown ...............
Sunday, August 15, 2010
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Cupid and me (Second Act)
(Cupid comes to a deserted place where there are caverns, caves, formed by rocks. You thirsty, hungry and ... is furious.)
Cupid (the screaming) - Damn! Who sends me my ball to give the crazy insane? What am I doing here? Instead of being quiet I have to come here! By the middle of nowhere !!!!! To find what?
(In one of the caves comes a woman, grab some rocks and starts throwing Cupid.)
Monica Lewinsky: - Silence! Shut up and identify yourself right now!
(Cupid is about women)
Cupid - Sorry, did not know there was someone here ... you are so like a. ..
Monica Lewinsky: - Am. The very Monica Lewinsky. And you know it. (resentfully) I can not believe that at last I have before me ...¡¡ Useless! .. Ruined my life, made me fall in love with that stupid, they just had a little problem threw me like I was a dog ...
Cupid - Monica, excuse me ... sometimes these things happen ... please tell me how I can amend my mistake ... (Surprised) How about doing here ...? A woman as beautiful as you ... I was always a fan of yours ...
Monica Lewinsky: (thoughtful) - The turns of life ...
(llorisqueando out of the cave man ...)
Monica Lewinsky: - Back to sleep Bin ... Please get a grip ... have visitors ....
Cupid (extends his hand to bin Laden, appearing ) - I'm cupid, happy
Monica Lewinsky: - He's Bin Laden ... does not talk much, is depressed and the situation worsens daily. Unbelievable.
(Bin Laden is still crying and then return to the cave)
Cupid - they do not understand here ... Is there someone else?
Monica Lewinsky: - Yes, come with me.
(They enter the cave .... There is a man with straitjacket)
Cupid - Bush! Why are you here? and thus, tied ...
Bin Laden: "Well, I think it's time for you to answer a few questions ... (He pulls a bin Laden mask and shows his true identity: Monica Lewinsky)
Cupid - (Surprised, stunned) Ppppee, peee, but ... if you are Monica ... Who is she?!
(The person who had the Monica Lewinsky mask take it off and it appears Bush. Va and unleashed the Bush false, which removes the mask and Bin Laden)
Monica Lewinsky: - Quiet fat, is for safety nothing more .... Now that you know our true identities will have to work with us o. .. (he makes a sign of bin Laden, who pulls a gun from his coat and pointing to Cupid) Cupid
: (nervous, scared) Ehh, no no, put the gun down, it is not necessary ... I do everything I say ...
Bush: (drama) - I'm so glad to hear those words! I suffered for so long (sobbing) waited so long for this moment ... I love so many things out of spite ... and now fate brings me to the right person. I felizzz! A glimmer of hope shines in my heart yearning ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Shut up please do not be a clown ... das shame ... (A Cupid) I will explain everything so well understood and do not ever go wrong ... The way it is. When Clinton bastard left me, I came out here to plan a large-scale retaliation. So I met Bin Laden, who introduced me to some friends founded Al-Qaeda ... and we plot the attacks that you already know, plus several more that suspended for various reasons. In my stay in Casablanca, I agreed to relevant information, so I was not a difficult task ... And of course Bush is also a member of Al Qaeda, as The Fish , Chavez, Obama, Mirtha Legrand, Mayor, President of British Petroleum, the owner of ComikSur , Lita Lazzari, Neuron Bipolar ... among others.
Cupid (does not understand anything ... you are scared and shocked) - Y. .. What do I need? Monica Lewinsky
: - Well ... things between us were going well, until Bush appeared. He's long love, love "impossible" and complex ... You can imagine ... We try to solve ... but we could not do anything ...
Cupid - I understand ... I then want a Bush with his love .... okay, I can. From the beginning of time that was my mission ... And who is the lady in question? Monica Lewinsky
: - No no, not a lady. This is a former president ... Carlos Menem. Did you know? Cupid
: - If yes, well ... ehh I will work regardless. If I may, I send a fax ... Is there some booth around here?
Monica Lewinsky: -Si, 300 meters to the east. Do not delay. And do not try to flee, not make it.
(Cupid goes to the booth and send a fax to the writer. The writer is with the hobos, very entertaining and full fire guitar playing, when you receive the fax. He reads, thinks a moment, grab a phone and called Cupid .)
Screenwriter: - Cupid, very good news that you have. I went ahead with the original plan. Do whatever you say, but convince them to join you this far. With such characters, I guess we'll have a good story. Cupid Okay, well, congratulations.
Linyera 2 - Dale, precious hurry. Leave that phone Come and sing you one of Silvio Rodriguez ...
Screenwriter: - I have to cut, keep me informed please. (Al Linyera 2) -I go with Robert, I hope I look for another wine ...
(To be continued ..) 
(Cupid comes to a deserted place where there are caverns, caves, formed by rocks. You thirsty, hungry and ... is furious.)
Cupid (the screaming) - Damn! Who sends me my ball to give the crazy insane? What am I doing here? Instead of being quiet I have to come here! By the middle of nowhere !!!!! To find what?
(In one of the caves comes a woman, grab some rocks and starts throwing Cupid.)
Monica Lewinsky: - Silence! Shut up and identify yourself right now!
(Cupid is about women)
Cupid - Sorry, did not know there was someone here ... you are so like a. ..
Monica Lewinsky: - Am. The very Monica Lewinsky. And you know it. (resentfully) I can not believe that at last I have before me ...¡¡ Useless! .. Ruined my life, made me fall in love with that stupid, they just had a little problem threw me like I was a dog ...
Cupid - Monica, excuse me ... sometimes these things happen ... please tell me how I can amend my mistake ... (Surprised) How about doing here ...? A woman as beautiful as you ... I was always a fan of yours ...
Monica Lewinsky: (thoughtful) - The turns of life ...
(llorisqueando out of the cave man ...)
Monica Lewinsky: - Back to sleep Bin ... Please get a grip ... have visitors ....
Cupid (extends his hand to bin Laden, appearing ) - I'm cupid, happy
Monica Lewinsky: - He's Bin Laden ... does not talk much, is depressed and the situation worsens daily. Unbelievable.
(Bin Laden is still crying and then return to the cave)
Cupid - they do not understand here ... Is there someone else?
Monica Lewinsky: - Yes, come with me.
(They enter the cave .... There is a man with straitjacket)
Cupid - Bush! Why are you here? and thus, tied ...
Bin Laden: "Well, I think it's time for you to answer a few questions ... (He pulls a bin Laden mask and shows his true identity: Monica Lewinsky)
Cupid - (Surprised, stunned) Ppppee, peee, but ... if you are Monica ... Who is she?!
(The person who had the Monica Lewinsky mask take it off and it appears Bush. Va and unleashed the Bush false, which removes the mask and Bin Laden)
Monica Lewinsky: - Quiet fat, is for safety nothing more .... Now that you know our true identities will have to work with us o. .. (he makes a sign of bin Laden, who pulls a gun from his coat and pointing to Cupid) Cupid
: (nervous, scared) Ehh, no no, put the gun down, it is not necessary ... I do everything I say ...
Bush: (drama) - I'm so glad to hear those words! I suffered for so long (sobbing) waited so long for this moment ... I love so many things out of spite ... and now fate brings me to the right person. I felizzz! A glimmer of hope shines in my heart yearning ...
Monica Lewinsky: - Shut up please do not be a clown ... das shame ... (A Cupid) I will explain everything so well understood and do not ever go wrong ... The way it is. When Clinton bastard left me, I came out here to plan a large-scale retaliation. So I met Bin Laden, who introduced me to some friends founded Al-Qaeda ... and we plot the attacks that you already know, plus several more that suspended for various reasons. In my stay in Casablanca, I agreed to relevant information, so I was not a difficult task ... And of course Bush is also a member of Al Qaeda, as The Fish , Chavez, Obama, Mirtha Legrand, Mayor, President of British Petroleum, the owner of ComikSur , Lita Lazzari, Neuron Bipolar ... among others.
Cupid (does not understand anything ... you are scared and shocked) - Y. .. What do I need? Monica Lewinsky
: - Well ... things between us were going well, until Bush appeared. He's long love, love "impossible" and complex ... You can imagine ... We try to solve ... but we could not do anything ...
Cupid - I understand ... I then want a Bush with his love .... okay, I can. From the beginning of time that was my mission ... And who is the lady in question? Monica Lewinsky
: - No no, not a lady. This is a former president ... Carlos Menem. Did you know? Cupid
: - If yes, well ... ehh I will work regardless. If I may, I send a fax ... Is there some booth around here?
Monica Lewinsky: -Si, 300 meters to the east. Do not delay. And do not try to flee, not make it.
(Cupid goes to the booth and send a fax to the writer. The writer is with the hobos, very entertaining and full fire guitar playing, when you receive the fax. He reads, thinks a moment, grab a phone and called Cupid .)
Screenwriter: - Cupid, very good news that you have. I went ahead with the original plan. Do whatever you say, but convince them to join you this far. With such characters, I guess we'll have a good story. Cupid Okay, well, congratulations.
Linyera 2 - Dale, precious hurry. Leave that phone Come and sing you one of Silvio Rodriguez ...
Screenwriter: - I have to cut, keep me informed please. (Al Linyera 2) -I go with Robert, I hope I look for another wine ...
(To be continued ..)
Friday, July 30, 2010
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Cupid and I (first act)
Cupid - What are you looking? You never saw one being destroyed by the weight of history? You never saw a sick old man, fat and over? Huh? Go away.
Screenwriter: (feliz. .. wandered the world aimlessly looking for something to write and finds ...) - Cupid! Could recognize these arrows even with eyes closed ... What makes here? The world is falling apart, and you, the god of love, sitting here complaining ...
Cupid - And what does that do? I have overcome, have destroyed me, destroyed love, life, world, the environment ... (crying uncontrollably, find a bottle from the mess that surrounds him and begins to take ...) .
Screenwriter: - Well, well, all this has to have a solution ... (he takes the bottle and throws) have to put good vibes to life ... good face on things ... Be optimistic, living with joy ...
Cupid - (She wipes tears ... Annoyed and ironic) Claaaro Ay! We must put a good face! What I did not realize before?! Everything has a solution! (angry) You know what? Go, go, go to the corner to see if it rains or if you find the solution, then comes and tells me ... (Shouting) Loooocaaa! Just what I needed, a crazy mad bothering in my last days of life ... Get out of here, LOOOOCAAAA!
Linyera1: (waking and crying) - Shhh! ehhh, no one respects the dream of decent people! Lady, you do not see that we are resting ...
Linyera2 - And this mine who is? Another is to claim more than anything gil Cupid ...
Linyera 1: (died laughing) -Lady! If you come to claim anything inform you that the warranty expired long ago the arrows of the "angel."
Cupid (annoyed) - Enough of this old fool I do not know ...
Screenwriter: (Offended and losing patience ...) - Well, see, see ... jiffy. Any old fool ... I am a WRITER. I can write this story, which comes out bad and boring. Why I'm here, looking for interesting characters to see if I hit a ... (fantasize) and won some prize, or at least a mango, or maybe a new blog follower ... or prestige or fame ...
Linyera 2: (laughing) And it comes right here, to look at this old drunk ... "Interesting person" (dives to the floor and rolls of laughter)
Linyera 1: (tempted, trying to keep a straight) - Do not get me wrong, is not it, but why not seek "other" interesting character ... I do not know ... look at puebloinédito , there is full ... or see if a Fort interests you do not know ... contact him to Bill Gates, Lazzari Lita ...
Cupid (irritated) - There is!, Go, go just to find someone else and let me alone!
Screenwriter: (angry) - Look how alive they are! But no thanks, I already know what I want, and if not for good then it will be for bad. (Authoritarian) screenwriter Here I am, and here is what I say ... Is that clear, or is it drawing? ... So my dear Cupid, now it's going to take a bath and clean clothing. When ready, grab your items and work with me. (Cupid is looking, among shocked and scared) I NOW! ...
(Cupid goes, protesting and in high dudgeon. Soon becomes bathed, combed, perfumed and with a completely white coat.)
Screenwriter: (Looks surprised) - Okay, this is the plan: you're going to travel the world, every corner of the world , to find all people who disagree with this way of life. As the meetings, you will be convinced to join you. Then you bring here, we organize and do a revolution, revolt, or at least do some brothel in the midst of this great boredom ... I urgently need new characters to give an interesting twist to this snafu, you know? It's simple, you can do it, do it ...
Cupid (trying to resign) - You're crazier than I thought ...
Screenwriter: (interrupts) -Crazy or not, remember you are under my strict orders, gee. Leave that old attitude of complaining and go now to fulfill its mission!.
(Cupid angry, furious, protesting screams, begins its journey.)
(To be continued ..) 
Cupid - What are you looking? You never saw one being destroyed by the weight of history? You never saw a sick old man, fat and over? Huh? Go away.
Screenwriter: (feliz. .. wandered the world aimlessly looking for something to write and finds ...) - Cupid! Could recognize these arrows even with eyes closed ... What makes here? The world is falling apart, and you, the god of love, sitting here complaining ...
Cupid - And what does that do? I have overcome, have destroyed me, destroyed love, life, world, the environment ... (crying uncontrollably, find a bottle from the mess that surrounds him and begins to take ...) .
Screenwriter: - Well, well, all this has to have a solution ... (he takes the bottle and throws) have to put good vibes to life ... good face on things ... Be optimistic, living with joy ...
Cupid - (She wipes tears ... Annoyed and ironic) Claaaro Ay! We must put a good face! What I did not realize before?! Everything has a solution! (angry) You know what? Go, go, go to the corner to see if it rains or if you find the solution, then comes and tells me ... (Shouting) Loooocaaa! Just what I needed, a crazy mad bothering in my last days of life ... Get out of here, LOOOOCAAAA!
Linyera1: (waking and crying) - Shhh! ehhh, no one respects the dream of decent people! Lady, you do not see that we are resting ...
Linyera2 - And this mine who is? Another is to claim more than anything gil Cupid ...
Linyera 1: (died laughing) -Lady! If you come to claim anything inform you that the warranty expired long ago the arrows of the "angel."
Cupid (annoyed) - Enough of this old fool I do not know ...
Screenwriter: (Offended and losing patience ...) - Well, see, see ... jiffy. Any old fool ... I am a WRITER. I can write this story, which comes out bad and boring. Why I'm here, looking for interesting characters to see if I hit a ... (fantasize) and won some prize, or at least a mango, or maybe a new blog follower ... or prestige or fame ...
Linyera 2: (laughing) And it comes right here, to look at this old drunk ... "Interesting person" (dives to the floor and rolls of laughter)
Linyera 1: (tempted, trying to keep a straight) - Do not get me wrong, is not it, but why not seek "other" interesting character ... I do not know ... look at puebloinédito , there is full ... or see if a Fort interests you do not know ... contact him to Bill Gates, Lazzari Lita ...
Cupid (irritated) - There is!, Go, go just to find someone else and let me alone!
Screenwriter: (angry) - Look how alive they are! But no thanks, I already know what I want, and if not for good then it will be for bad. (Authoritarian) screenwriter Here I am, and here is what I say ... Is that clear, or is it drawing? ... So my dear Cupid, now it's going to take a bath and clean clothing. When ready, grab your items and work with me. (Cupid is looking, among shocked and scared) I NOW! ...
(Cupid goes, protesting and in high dudgeon. Soon becomes bathed, combed, perfumed and with a completely white coat.)
Screenwriter: (Looks surprised) - Okay, this is the plan: you're going to travel the world, every corner of the world , to find all people who disagree with this way of life. As the meetings, you will be convinced to join you. Then you bring here, we organize and do a revolution, revolt, or at least do some brothel in the midst of this great boredom ... I urgently need new characters to give an interesting twist to this snafu, you know? It's simple, you can do it, do it ...
Cupid (trying to resign) - You're crazier than I thought ...
Screenwriter: (interrupts) -Crazy or not, remember you are under my strict orders, gee. Leave that old attitude of complaining and go now to fulfill its mission!.
(Cupid angry, furious, protesting screams, begins its journey.)
(To be continued ..)
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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Cupid and I (Introduction)
This story took place in a very long future.
Due to the massive use of Viagra for centuries, the male body morphed dramatically. Humans males were born, grew and died with his penis in a permanent state of erection. During the transition many women happily took advantage of this fact, and there were periods in which gold had exceeded their love life to a lifelong sexual debauchery. But gold soon became mud: the sex stopped being interesting, romantic love was dead.
I was finally about to fulfill the prophecy stated several times that the end of the race was close. Indifferent to the possibility of sexual relations, men and women, old and died without issue. Some scientists swam against the tide of time human cloning is provided voluntarily and women who still retained some maternal instinct, gestures in her womb and gave birth to hope.
In this world without love, no sex, no sense hiding some timeless characters, that being prior to mutation, retained their genetic structure as we know it today.
One was Cupid, who for millennia served their time and their aim to unite hearts. Was desolate: not working, and seeing that his work was trampled by the irresponsible use of drugs, had left to depression and alcoholism.
His mane of golden curls once was now a tangle of gray hair long and dirty. His plump little body had tripled in size. Besides suffering gout, hypertension and arrhythmias.
lived on the streets as a hobo. Was protected from the cold with bonfires that performed with infinite arrows, now useless.
So I saw the day I found it by accident.
was a shocking event that forever changed both their lives.
(To be continued ...:) 
This story took place in a very long future.
Due to the massive use of Viagra for centuries, the male body morphed dramatically. Humans males were born, grew and died with his penis in a permanent state of erection. During the transition many women happily took advantage of this fact, and there were periods in which gold had exceeded their love life to a lifelong sexual debauchery. But gold soon became mud: the sex stopped being interesting, romantic love was dead.
I was finally about to fulfill the prophecy stated several times that the end of the race was close. Indifferent to the possibility of sexual relations, men and women, old and died without issue. Some scientists swam against the tide of time human cloning is provided voluntarily and women who still retained some maternal instinct, gestures in her womb and gave birth to hope.
In this world without love, no sex, no sense hiding some timeless characters, that being prior to mutation, retained their genetic structure as we know it today.
One was Cupid, who for millennia served their time and their aim to unite hearts. Was desolate: not working, and seeing that his work was trampled by the irresponsible use of drugs, had left to depression and alcoholism.
His mane of golden curls once was now a tangle of gray hair long and dirty. His plump little body had tripled in size. Besides suffering gout, hypertension and arrhythmias.
lived on the streets as a hobo. Was protected from the cold with bonfires that performed with infinite arrows, now useless.
So I saw the day I found it by accident.
was a shocking event that forever changed both their lives.
(To be continued ...:)
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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If I told myself one day:
"there should be no illusion without a base", why did he have? Certainly a smile, a phrase made a more than "hello, how are you?" are not base.
So why did he have? Well then, I am naïve, there is no other explanation. But try not to remain so.
To do think it , what speak it, imagine what . Why, if there was never anything .
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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friend lunar, solar Friend ... amigaaa, amigooo
Marciano: Huy, And that noise? Where next?
who is always on the Moon: From the Earth, can not you see? They are all celebrating the day of the friend ... ahem, ahem ... in honor of me, obviously!
Marciano: (sarcastically) Juaaaaaa! Yeah, in honor of when "they" trampled you jajaa humans, nothing more friendly than that jua!
who is always on the Moon: (offended) Envious.
One hanging on a tag colors: Ayy no! Every year the same! (Look at Mars and who is always on the Moon) please stop arguing
Another hung a cloud of colors: Yes, please we ask ... be good girl.
Marciano: began the Moon ... Ego is too big ...
who is always on the Moon: EGO At least I have no other ... beings of the galaxy sub only serve to inspire some original films of science fiction ..
Marciano: That desire to break into pieces with my insufferable lunatic destructive weapons! He said that is the day of his friend and does not give, but ....
(Spend a super modern ship which is approaching the scene)
One hanging on a tag colors: Look! Is not the Planet Express ship? I seemed to see Leela and Fry ... Another
hung a cloud of colors: ... I do not think the hands should be up filming the new season ...
(From Nave ...)
Icarus: I, Icarus. (He leans out the window of the nave, is fully clothed in a suit of asbestos double) was saved from death and all the while I was researching new materials resistant to high temperatures. Finally I got the phone Fashion Edna and I made this outfit ... (out of the ship, and gives a little walk to show)
One hanging on a tag colors: (secretly) And who is this? Another
hung a cloud of colors: (replied quietly) I think it's one that was flying wings to reach the sun ... a madman ...
Marciano: (annoyed) Full Carton! About that there was no huge egos ...
who is always on the Moon: (with false politeness) Icarus ... so long ... How lucky you are well ... What are you doing here? ..
Icarus: I come to claim what is mine, since I am the first human to leave Earth's atmosphere and I went to any planetucho nor even a simple "satellite" .. but I went into the Light. (proudly) With courage I turned toward the sun, and after many years I get to it. So I want to be held the day of a friend after my arrival at the Sun Also, friends are like the sun light the way, bring joy and warmth to life, y. .. but not see them, are always ...
One hanging on a tag colors: Well ... after so many years might have reinforced a discourse more ... developed mmm ... And it's not predictable and full of corny cliches. Another
hung a cloud of colors: Si ... mmmm (excited) is pretty cheesy ... but (glazed eyes) ... excites me (weeps with emotion ...)
One hanging on a tag colors: Noo, please do not cry, I beg you ... It will fill all the water and then no more we took off to NASA's ... please ... Another
hung a cloud of colors, I can not help (cries and cries)
One hanging on a tag colors: (shouts) Curtain please! Urgent! Down the curtain!
(Slowly down a black curtain decorated with bright stars, which reads as follows)
HAPPY FRIEND, FRIEND ...
THANKS FOR HAPPY WITH MY HEART AND GET YOUR GOOD WAVE THAT THE UNIVERSE EVER BE A BETTER PLACE
ET: (below-the-scenes looks) Y-by-not-celebrating-the-day- that-I-got-a-la-land? (out Icarus covers her mouth and carries it behind the curtain ...)
Writer - Zafa?
Entertainment Critic: .... ..... ..... (away)
Screenwriter: Happy day to all my friends and friends, in my heart ... I love them and those who are far away ... damn I miss them!! 
Marciano: Huy, And that noise? Where next?
who is always on the Moon: From the Earth, can not you see? They are all celebrating the day of the friend ... ahem, ahem ... in honor of me, obviously!
Marciano: (sarcastically) Juaaaaaa! Yeah, in honor of when "they" trampled you jajaa humans, nothing more friendly than that jua!
who is always on the Moon: (offended) Envious.
One hanging on a tag colors: Ayy no! Every year the same! (Look at Mars and who is always on the Moon) please stop arguing
Another hung a cloud of colors: Yes, please we ask ... be good girl.
Marciano: began the Moon ... Ego is too big ...
who is always on the Moon: EGO At least I have no other ... beings of the galaxy sub only serve to inspire some original films of science fiction ..
Marciano: That desire to break into pieces with my insufferable lunatic destructive weapons! He said that is the day of his friend and does not give, but ....
(Spend a super modern ship which is approaching the scene)
One hanging on a tag colors: Look! Is not the Planet Express ship? I seemed to see Leela and Fry ... Another
hung a cloud of colors: ... I do not think the hands should be up filming the new season ...
(From Nave ...)
Icarus: I, Icarus. (He leans out the window of the nave, is fully clothed in a suit of asbestos double) was saved from death and all the while I was researching new materials resistant to high temperatures. Finally I got the phone Fashion Edna and I made this outfit ... (out of the ship, and gives a little walk to show)
One hanging on a tag colors: (secretly) And who is this? Another
hung a cloud of colors: (replied quietly) I think it's one that was flying wings to reach the sun ... a madman ...
Marciano: (annoyed) Full Carton! About that there was no huge egos ...
who is always on the Moon: (with false politeness) Icarus ... so long ... How lucky you are well ... What are you doing here? ..
Icarus: I come to claim what is mine, since I am the first human to leave Earth's atmosphere and I went to any planetucho nor even a simple "satellite" .. but I went into the Light. (proudly) With courage I turned toward the sun, and after many years I get to it. So I want to be held the day of a friend after my arrival at the Sun Also, friends are like the sun light the way, bring joy and warmth to life, y. .. but not see them, are always ...
One hanging on a tag colors: Well ... after so many years might have reinforced a discourse more ... developed mmm ... And it's not predictable and full of corny cliches. Another
hung a cloud of colors: Si ... mmmm (excited) is pretty cheesy ... but (glazed eyes) ... excites me (weeps with emotion ...)
One hanging on a tag colors: Noo, please do not cry, I beg you ... It will fill all the water and then no more we took off to NASA's ... please ... Another
hung a cloud of colors, I can not help (cries and cries)
One hanging on a tag colors: (shouts) Curtain please! Urgent! Down the curtain!
(Slowly down a black curtain decorated with bright stars, which reads as follows)
HAPPY FRIEND, FRIEND ...
THANKS FOR HAPPY WITH MY HEART AND GET YOUR GOOD WAVE THAT THE UNIVERSE EVER BE A BETTER PLACE
ET: (below-the-scenes looks) Y-by-not-celebrating-the-day- that-I-got-a-la-land? (out Icarus covers her mouth and carries it behind the curtain ...)
Writer - Zafa?
Entertainment Critic: .... ..... ..... (away)
Screenwriter: Happy day to all my friends and friends, in my heart ... I love them and those who are far away ... damn I miss them!!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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free association ... (Very veeeeery free)
The Little Mermaid: (another mermaid, nothing to do with drawing) - Poseidon !!!!!! I opened the door of the seas! I want the tide gets .. need to expand my home, I need company!!
Poseidon (She looks shocked, upset, embarrassed, annoyed, resigned ...) "Impossible. If the ocean would cover the entire surface, wipe out all non-aquatic lifestyle.
The Little Mermaid: I do not mind the price you have to pay, I order you to open those doors and that everything is sea! NOW!
Poseidon now or ever, I spent thousands of gestating life in the seas salty broth, for a whimsical mermaid to end it all. Genocide! Out of my sight!
The Little Mermaid: This will not be so, pussy, coward, bastard, bearded, fat and ugly! And I myself speak with Hades. 1
Spectator: Hades as the juice? Do you take an underground reservoir of juice?
Spectator 2: No, I do not think the juice is not hache ... I think, after what Google ...
Hades: (Misaligned, muddy, depressed, with their trousers rolled up, drawing water with a pail of beach ...) - Impossible Little Mermaid, I have a brothel of those down here. In addition to the old water leaks, which produced a flood of fucking in the river, which is the only route into and out ... with all the chaos that means ... my dog's grave at the vet, I think ate some crap radioactive or toxic waste buried there by, (he eyes fill with tears) I'm shattered, I'd die if something happens to my dog \u200b\u200b (weeps uncontrollably) ...
The Little Mermaid (angry) -Ready, I have no choice to go talk with the boss of you two, useless whiners, cowards, sissies ... !!!¡¡¡ Zeusss Zeussss!
Zeus: (who was taking a nap and wake up startled and very moody) ehhh, mmmmm what?, Who ?,¡¡¡ Heraaa see who dares to wake up with those screams!
Hera: Vos fijate Zeus, I just had to get out. I left a soup prepared in the microwave calentatela, back later .... goodbye.
Zeus: Hera ! ... Where you going? Soup ... what? How many minutes to heat up? What time are you coming? ... Again soup! Leave, I will ask for a better pizza, I'm rotten soup re ... Hera! Have you left? ... "Hera? ... It was ... Where the hell is the phone of the delivery ...? taquelopario ... I can not find ...
(remember that someone woke up from his nap, looks out the window and go to The Little Mermaid) -Heyy! you, you woke me up from a nap? What do you want? How dare ?!!.. Will happen to the telephone of a pizza?
The Little Mermaid - Lord Zeus, how goes?, Really I have no phone ... What bothered because I want to file a complaint against two of its employees, Poseidon and Hades. With all due respect, with useless as such, the world will soon become unmanageable chaos, humans empires rise, they believe gods, all will be aggregated and then post-modernity and with it the end of time ...
Zeus: (interrupts) - Why such stupidity got the audacity to wake up?
The Little Mermaid: - No no, do not misunderstand me ... I come to ask your help: I \u200b\u200bwant the land disappears, everything is sea, ocean, my habitat, huge ... I'm tired of being alone surrounded by fish ... (pretends to mourn)
Zeus: - (furious) No, this is incredible! I'll fix this now because I need to get the phone from the delivery and I can not keep wasting time with a whimsical mermaid (takes a beam hanging from his window and throws it against The Little Mermaid). No longer will you be alone, you're surrounded by death ... and now you're no siren, you're a woman! (transforms) Your name will be Paris, Paris Hilton. H
Paris: - No! Damn old! I will avenge you and all mankind! ( and started singing)
(To hear the songs, mad Zeus, Hades's dog died of a stress attack, Hades, is heartbroken suicide. Hera never returned to his home, apparently had a secret affair with Poseidon, and Zeus took the madness to run away together on a ship called Titanic indestructible)
The End
Screenwriter: - And ? Did you like Paris? Shall we?
Paris: - Yes, yes, ok ... It's nice, very nice. I Like it ... But, Who is "Poseidon"? Overwhelmed
The Little Mermaid: (another mermaid, nothing to do with drawing) - Poseidon !!!!!! I opened the door of the seas! I want the tide gets .. need to expand my home, I need company!!
Poseidon (She looks shocked, upset, embarrassed, annoyed, resigned ...) "Impossible. If the ocean would cover the entire surface, wipe out all non-aquatic lifestyle.
The Little Mermaid: I do not mind the price you have to pay, I order you to open those doors and that everything is sea! NOW!
Poseidon now or ever, I spent thousands of gestating life in the seas salty broth, for a whimsical mermaid to end it all. Genocide! Out of my sight!
The Little Mermaid: This will not be so, pussy, coward, bastard, bearded, fat and ugly! And I myself speak with Hades. 1
Spectator: Hades as the juice? Do you take an underground reservoir of juice?
Spectator 2: No, I do not think the juice is not hache ... I think, after what Google ...
Hades: (Misaligned, muddy, depressed, with their trousers rolled up, drawing water with a pail of beach ...) - Impossible Little Mermaid, I have a brothel of those down here. In addition to the old water leaks, which produced a flood of fucking in the river, which is the only route into and out ... with all the chaos that means ... my dog's grave at the vet, I think ate some crap radioactive or toxic waste buried there by, (he eyes fill with tears) I'm shattered, I'd die if something happens to my dog \u200b\u200b (weeps uncontrollably) ...
The Little Mermaid (angry) -Ready, I have no choice to go talk with the boss of you two, useless whiners, cowards, sissies ... !!!¡¡¡ Zeusss Zeussss!
Zeus: (who was taking a nap and wake up startled and very moody) ehhh, mmmmm what?, Who ?,¡¡¡ Heraaa see who dares to wake up with those screams!
Hera: Vos fijate Zeus, I just had to get out. I left a soup prepared in the microwave calentatela, back later .... goodbye.
Zeus: Hera ! ... Where you going? Soup ... what? How many minutes to heat up? What time are you coming? ... Again soup! Leave, I will ask for a better pizza, I'm rotten soup re ... Hera! Have you left? ... "Hera? ... It was ... Where the hell is the phone of the delivery ...? taquelopario ... I can not find ...
(remember that someone woke up from his nap, looks out the window and go to The Little Mermaid) -Heyy! you, you woke me up from a nap? What do you want? How dare ?!!.. Will happen to the telephone of a pizza?
The Little Mermaid - Lord Zeus, how goes?, Really I have no phone ... What bothered because I want to file a complaint against two of its employees, Poseidon and Hades. With all due respect, with useless as such, the world will soon become unmanageable chaos, humans empires rise, they believe gods, all will be aggregated and then post-modernity and with it the end of time ...
Zeus: (interrupts) - Why such stupidity got the audacity to wake up?
The Little Mermaid: - No no, do not misunderstand me ... I come to ask your help: I \u200b\u200bwant the land disappears, everything is sea, ocean, my habitat, huge ... I'm tired of being alone surrounded by fish ... (pretends to mourn)
Zeus: - (furious) No, this is incredible! I'll fix this now because I need to get the phone from the delivery and I can not keep wasting time with a whimsical mermaid (takes a beam hanging from his window and throws it against The Little Mermaid). No longer will you be alone, you're surrounded by death ... and now you're no siren, you're a woman! (transforms) Your name will be Paris, Paris Hilton. H
Paris: - No! Damn old! I will avenge you and all mankind! ( and started singing)
(To hear the songs, mad Zeus, Hades's dog died of a stress attack, Hades, is heartbroken suicide. Hera never returned to his home, apparently had a secret affair with Poseidon, and Zeus took the madness to run away together on a ship called Titanic indestructible)
The End
Screenwriter: - And ? Did you like Paris? Shall we?
Paris: - Yes, yes, ok ... It's nice, very nice. I Like it ... But, Who is "Poseidon"? Overwhelmed
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Lots Of Pressure In Stomach
puffff ...
, lost, overwhelmed, avoiding the inevitable at bay ... I want to escape this very moment in time and space. Staying up all night forever. Forget everything. Avoid me. No, do not avoid me: rebel, but seriously. Ignorance rules, clocks, calendars. And be free, absolutely free. But above all free on a Monday which is haunting me, torturing me, relentlessly pursuing me ... Sunday, bloody Sunday ... I want a life sabbatical shit!
(You're a shining and I'm am lightning
raaaayo're a gray Monday, I am Saturday Saturday Saturday sábadoooo) 
(You're a shining and I'm am lightning
raaaayo're a gray Monday, I am Saturday Saturday Saturday sábadoooo)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Fotos Gratis De Pattycake
And if ... Boredom
Yes, it was inevitable ... happen someday ... and that day is today!
emotional for some strange reason, I find it hard to let go of the virtual spaces. (No, no, but I find it hard to let go of the real bond, not that I'm sooo mad ...=)
few months ago brought the entire contents of what's left of my mind here ... mixing it in the great and ancient ocean of pecesypescaditos. The results will not alter anyone there to tell the truth ... Not even my ...=)
time ago I realized I spend time thinking about the same things. At the time to write something here, those same things come to occupy center my attention, but I can not never give the way I want, because they are rather questions, questions, thoughts that have more to do with me than with what is supposed to go on this blog (as I fuck the etiquetassssss patience, not I put it to an item and themes of this haha). I realized I needed an informal space (yes, this is a formal space ...) in which to express my mambo existential, a psychoanalytic couch kind of pret a porter pa'la catharsis at all times ... eternal dawn needed to develop my inner monologue ...
So ... I decided the most important and memorable of the last 10 minutes: reopened What is left of my mind and formally invited to the inauguration. Do not be afraid ... I am, the couch, catharsis, mambo are figured things simple and mere expressions ...
If yes, I know, this seems like deja vu ... and maybe it is ... but good ...=) 
Yes, it was inevitable ... happen someday ... and that day is today!
emotional for some strange reason, I find it hard to let go of the virtual spaces. (No, no, but I find it hard to let go of the real bond, not that I'm sooo mad ...=)
few months ago brought the entire contents of what's left of my mind here ... mixing it in the great and ancient ocean of pecesypescaditos. The results will not alter anyone there to tell the truth ... Not even my ...=)
time ago I realized I spend time thinking about the same things. At the time to write something here, those same things come to occupy center my attention, but I can not never give the way I want, because they are rather questions, questions, thoughts that have more to do with me than with what is supposed to go on this blog (as I fuck the etiquetassssss patience, not I put it to an item and themes of this haha). I realized I needed an informal space (yes, this is a formal space ...) in which to express my mambo existential, a psychoanalytic couch kind of pret a porter pa'la catharsis at all times ... eternal dawn needed to develop my inner monologue ...
So ... I decided the most important and memorable of the last 10 minutes: reopened What is left of my mind and formally invited to the inauguration. Do not be afraid ... I am, the couch, catharsis, mambo are figured things simple and mere expressions ...
If yes, I know, this seems like deja vu ... and maybe it is ... but good ...=)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
What Does Phase Button On Subwoofer Do
(almost) deadly
I'm bored. I slowly slid into a lethargy of mind and body that looks nothing like the rest. Boredom begins to wrap like a spider web with slimy, sticky. I freezes, it blows my mind, cancel my senses. There is no pain, no pleasure, no feelings, no strength, no desire ... Numb I give myself to this state of nothingness. Boredom, as a hungry and insatiable spider catches me, imprison me. Without that I can do anything I hung on his huge canvas and leave me there, as reserve food. And not me, but now I'm just a prisoner in a huge network. I am not alone, the network is full of beings that are no longer. In a brief, perhaps the last moment of lucidity, I try to find a solution. But it's late, and there is no exit or antidote. My mind is empty and filled with the amorphous slime hopelessly paralyzed me. My mind, my body, my actions, I do not belong. Nothing makes sense. The same gives life to death. I surrender to the collective destiny. No longer run times, but glide over the network without end or beginning and get stuck, detained. The spider weaves the fabric of eternity. 
I'm bored. I slowly slid into a lethargy of mind and body that looks nothing like the rest. Boredom begins to wrap like a spider web with slimy, sticky. I freezes, it blows my mind, cancel my senses. There is no pain, no pleasure, no feelings, no strength, no desire ... Numb I give myself to this state of nothingness. Boredom, as a hungry and insatiable spider catches me, imprison me. Without that I can do anything I hung on his huge canvas and leave me there, as reserve food. And not me, but now I'm just a prisoner in a huge network. I am not alone, the network is full of beings that are no longer. In a brief, perhaps the last moment of lucidity, I try to find a solution. But it's late, and there is no exit or antidote. My mind is empty and filled with the amorphous slime hopelessly paralyzed me. My mind, my body, my actions, I do not belong. Nothing makes sense. The same gives life to death. I surrender to the collective destiny. No longer run times, but glide over the network without end or beginning and get stuck, detained. The spider weaves the fabric of eternity.
Friday, April 2, 2010
How To Get A Doctor To Play With My Penis
not believe everything you say
Until a few days I was a strong advocate of common sense, folk wisdom, the legacy that generations receive from our ancestors.
What better expression of this that proverbs: perfect synthesis of knowledge accumulated by people throughout history. Who can argue with a saying? Who can remain indifferent to his exact words, accurate, suitable for every occasion of life? Until a few days would have answered: no. But I have fallen sharply on account of the sayings that are evil and nefarious designs that can only lead to doom humanity to a higher than the already seen and experienced. The sayings are probably the creation of a visionary group of evil souls that have been configured with machiavellian perfection all the elements necessary to move the threads of human actions and ideas so that this network be tight weave that locks us, it crushes us dominates, exploits, squeeze us and let us die in terror: the world today. Do not believe me? So blind are so alienated? Do not succumb to the thoughtlessness painless lobotomy and custom. Open your eyes, sheepskin quitémosle the wolf stalking the future of humanity mercilessly gutting and see these examples:
"A bird in hand is worth flying" That which at first seems a saying is the first foundation of this consumer society, which prioritizes the "having" rather than "being" especially slavery consumption priority and ambition against the freedom to rise above the reality that a flock of birds to better future. Submissive sheep of the flock, we clutching a bird as a trophy, seeing as it is wide and infinite sky, and seeing that both take hold of the bird falters. Thus, we reach the end of our lives with empty hands, and a gnawing dissatisfaction that our true nature: the desire (now late, impossible) to freedom. Also include, the unsustainability of this model of consumer world, since both strive to have the bird itself, and stick for several generations, we have reached a critical point of ecological and environmental imbalance which apparently has no return. And this is so much they intend to support other sayings economic and social model, as if nothing happened: "A bad weather, good face," read as spellbound victims of floods, droughts and other climatic ills caused by not leaving released birds. "Let no one say of this water I drink" insist and drink water contaminated with heavy metals, chemicals and other industrial wastes.
with frightening consistency, we see this plot satanic sayings that surround us from another perspective: the rush, rush, the stress, life passes as if the bullet train, and upon reaching the last station is revealed as a couple of steps on the edge of a path that could have been happy and bright if we had devoted our time to live in harmony with nature and the universe, instead of devoting your life to hunt birds such as frantic running behind the birds, even pretend to fly, believing that Coke will really make our life more happy and all the other things we advertised. "When God helps early bird," a clear example of emotional blackmail. What kind of God would have this level of sadism to help only those who act against their own biorhythm up early? "Do not leave for tomorrow what you can do today, "a vague but effective method for 24 hours a day to be productive, because ..." today "can be a continuous present if we are dedicated to producing, to do ...
is impossible in this humble space analyze collective enlightenment countless sayings with malicious words have managed to get to this reality we live and suffer, but we can combat and reverse, transform, revolutionize and building again.
it is necessary to start paying attention to the direction concealed what appears to us as mere harmless words. I saw how Xuxa lyrics were heard in reverse invocation of the devil. Do not wait, time is now. You have to give a new meaning in life hell =) 
Until a few days I was a strong advocate of common sense, folk wisdom, the legacy that generations receive from our ancestors.
What better expression of this that proverbs: perfect synthesis of knowledge accumulated by people throughout history. Who can argue with a saying? Who can remain indifferent to his exact words, accurate, suitable for every occasion of life? Until a few days would have answered: no. But I have fallen sharply on account of the sayings that are evil and nefarious designs that can only lead to doom humanity to a higher than the already seen and experienced. The sayings are probably the creation of a visionary group of evil souls that have been configured with machiavellian perfection all the elements necessary to move the threads of human actions and ideas so that this network be tight weave that locks us, it crushes us dominates, exploits, squeeze us and let us die in terror: the world today. Do not believe me? So blind are so alienated? Do not succumb to the thoughtlessness painless lobotomy and custom. Open your eyes, sheepskin quitémosle the wolf stalking the future of humanity mercilessly gutting and see these examples:
"A bird in hand is worth flying" That which at first seems a saying is the first foundation of this consumer society, which prioritizes the "having" rather than "being" especially slavery consumption priority and ambition against the freedom to rise above the reality that a flock of birds to better future. Submissive sheep of the flock, we clutching a bird as a trophy, seeing as it is wide and infinite sky, and seeing that both take hold of the bird falters. Thus, we reach the end of our lives with empty hands, and a gnawing dissatisfaction that our true nature: the desire (now late, impossible) to freedom. Also include, the unsustainability of this model of consumer world, since both strive to have the bird itself, and stick for several generations, we have reached a critical point of ecological and environmental imbalance which apparently has no return. And this is so much they intend to support other sayings economic and social model, as if nothing happened: "A bad weather, good face," read as spellbound victims of floods, droughts and other climatic ills caused by not leaving released birds. "Let no one say of this water I drink" insist and drink water contaminated with heavy metals, chemicals and other industrial wastes.
with frightening consistency, we see this plot satanic sayings that surround us from another perspective: the rush, rush, the stress, life passes as if the bullet train, and upon reaching the last station is revealed as a couple of steps on the edge of a path that could have been happy and bright if we had devoted our time to live in harmony with nature and the universe, instead of devoting your life to hunt birds such as frantic running behind the birds, even pretend to fly, believing that Coke will really make our life more happy and all the other things we advertised. "When God helps early bird," a clear example of emotional blackmail. What kind of God would have this level of sadism to help only those who act against their own biorhythm up early? "Do not leave for tomorrow what you can do today, "a vague but effective method for 24 hours a day to be productive, because ..." today "can be a continuous present if we are dedicated to producing, to do ...
is impossible in this humble space analyze collective enlightenment countless sayings with malicious words have managed to get to this reality we live and suffer, but we can combat and reverse, transform, revolutionize and building again.
it is necessary to start paying attention to the direction concealed what appears to us as mere harmless words. I saw how Xuxa lyrics were heard in reverse invocation of the devil. Do not wait, time is now. You have to give a new meaning in life hell =)
Friday, March 5, 2010
Brent Corrigan Mobile Streaming
the line of least resistance =)
In an act of simplicity, and seeking to rescue the essential (??!!) just include "What is left of my mind" in "Pecesypescaditos", eliminating forever "What plenty of my mind "
It's all here ... =)
also be noted that I made some small but nice change. In principle, I added several links quichicientos, other blogs or pages selected =) I recommend is ... There is almost something for everyone ...=)
other hand, I founded my own Fan Club. Always dreamed of having a fan club ...= D but basically, my incipient paranoid psychosis is emphasized in front of the word "fan" ... Must be why the update is scarce lately: P
Fan Club on the other hand is infinitely more entertaining ... imagine instead of stalking people, I imagine them with banners, shouting madly to see a new entry in the blog. That will increase my already huge ego and I will have extra motivation to write more often and wave.
If you see me with dark glasses and attitude elusive and disappear for a long time ... not least ... let me cry ... go unnoticed ... I always preferred a low profile: D 
In an act of simplicity, and seeking to rescue the essential (??!!) just include "What is left of my mind" in "Pecesypescaditos", eliminating forever "What plenty of my mind "
It's all here ... =)
also be noted that I made some small but nice change. In principle, I added several links quichicientos, other blogs or pages selected =) I recommend is ... There is almost something for everyone ...=)
other hand, I founded my own Fan Club. Always dreamed of having a fan club ...= D but basically, my incipient paranoid psychosis is emphasized in front of the word "fan" ... Must be why the update is scarce lately: P
Fan Club on the other hand is infinitely more entertaining ... imagine instead of stalking people, I imagine them with banners, shouting madly to see a new entry in the blog. That will increase my already huge ego and I will have extra motivation to write more often and wave.
If you see me with dark glasses and attitude elusive and disappear for a long time ... not least ... let me cry ... go unnoticed ... I always preferred a low profile: D
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
William Rogers And Son Aa Butter Knife
zero inspiration
is not inevitable feel pressure to update the blogs ... No.
I just hope that the "inspiration" which comes to me with Jhonny Deep a bouquet of jasmine, but no. Inspired, expired, sigh. I get angry because that idiot Johnny Depp abandons me, deeply inspired, expired and while I do envision a black cloud of toxic smoke coming out of my being and evaporated (maybe polluting the atmosphere ... but hey, everything has its price ...) and so purify my emotions. Deep breathing relaxes me completely, reason why I fall asleep. I dream of seas and huge swimming pools. Whenever I wake up I dream of water in a good mood, feeling of having actually swum the whole night. Almost certain to have regained my normal breathing, and so inspired, start to interact with the environment. Error! And it says I ching and common sense: everything that has just begun to be careful to the extreme, to get stronger. My interaction with the environment is not smooth. Where problems, inconveniences, lawsuits by several of my cohabitants. Nobody notices my (fragile) good humor have dreamed of product water. I sit down again. And cranky. Johnny Depp appears that not because it out with a broom and throw him over the head of jasmine. Inspired and expired as an asthmatic, and hyperventilate at the risk of aggravating the situation. Display a toxic black cloud I can not afford. Displaying a hurricane that tomorrow I will patent before I steal it as a sequel FX "Twister" or "2012" ... I'm slowly
relaxing ... now I have a little dream ...
Whenever I fall asleep. Under these conditions it is difficult to upgrade these tanks ... Tanks, how nice ... relaxes me see large fish tanks ... zzzzzzzzzzzz, I'm sleeping. Would dream of water ... 
is not inevitable feel pressure to update the blogs ... No.
I just hope that the "inspiration" which comes to me with Jhonny Deep a bouquet of jasmine, but no. Inspired, expired, sigh. I get angry because that idiot Johnny Depp abandons me, deeply inspired, expired and while I do envision a black cloud of toxic smoke coming out of my being and evaporated (maybe polluting the atmosphere ... but hey, everything has its price ...) and so purify my emotions. Deep breathing relaxes me completely, reason why I fall asleep. I dream of seas and huge swimming pools. Whenever I wake up I dream of water in a good mood, feeling of having actually swum the whole night. Almost certain to have regained my normal breathing, and so inspired, start to interact with the environment. Error! And it says I ching and common sense: everything that has just begun to be careful to the extreme, to get stronger. My interaction with the environment is not smooth. Where problems, inconveniences, lawsuits by several of my cohabitants. Nobody notices my (fragile) good humor have dreamed of product water. I sit down again. And cranky. Johnny Depp appears that not because it out with a broom and throw him over the head of jasmine. Inspired and expired as an asthmatic, and hyperventilate at the risk of aggravating the situation. Display a toxic black cloud I can not afford. Displaying a hurricane that tomorrow I will patent before I steal it as a sequel FX "Twister" or "2012" ... I'm slowly
relaxing ... now I have a little dream ...
Whenever I fall asleep. Under these conditions it is difficult to upgrade these tanks ... Tanks, how nice ... relaxes me see large fish tanks ... zzzzzzzzzzzz, I'm sleeping. Would dream of water ...
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Music Sheet To Build A Home
Eternally in love (Be my Valentine)
No no, do not be alarmed ... I'm not going to break my old habit of missing the festivities. I will not elaborate in a plea for love and lovers in the world. For that see TV. Not so.
sui generis in this space and on the occasion of Valentine's day, I pay tribute to all the impossible love of history. To be more specific, egocentric and narcissistic (if that possible) I will pay tribute all my love impossible.
heads the ranking (in chronological order) my first love impossible to call him "A".
I met "A" in Neuquén, probably in 1989 or around that time. Near the square of the artisans was a green wooden door, and the door frame had a caller with a hand. I do not remember well the circumstances in which I met "A", but I remember it was love at first sight. I do not remember how that first sight triggered in some dialogue and ride together. The theme is "A" was obsessed with starting the caller with a hand, and every time I tried going out there. I wanted to use that obsession to the point, and I wrote posts (probably something corny, poetic or pathetic) to the wall. He replied on the same page, so I really was convinced that "A" was the man of my life. Also, I joined his obsession, and every time the caller was trying to boot. First with the altruistic intention romantic gifts, to seal our love definitely. Later, because of sheer competition, the want for me to display it before him, triumphant. Neither one nor the other: neither could win the trophy, and also "A" never gave me ball. I think the last thing I wrote on that wall was a brief and bitter "coward."
continue with "M", a beautiful stranger I came across one afternoon in Neuquén. Circumstances led me to figure out it was an arts student, recently arrived from Rosario, who was staying with his mother in a hotel. I was rather shy, but when I came to fear the chain was convinced that "M" was the man of my life (yes, obviously I liked, that was enough to convince me of anything =) No I had a better idea to buy some beautiful flowers (????????????!!!!!!!), write something (yeah yeah, certainly poetic, pathetic and cheesy) and send all at the hotel where stayed (which previously had called and found out the name and number of room) should be mentioned that at that time there were no phones, no internet, so on the card included my name, and my home phone. That was a Friday afternoon. I spent all weekend sitting by the phone (I think you recount in puebloinedito ) That weekend I learned to knit, as guessed the reasons why "M" still had not called me. (Or was dumb, or the florist had lost my card, or had bad my phone number ... I had no choice haha). The issue is that "M" never called me. Time passed me I graduated from high school, I enrolled in Arts at the National University Comahue ... The first week of school, second or third day, enter the new teacher. It was "M", who was a teacher, no pupil. In the list, was obviously my first and last name. I think there I decided to go to study something else and another city, far from there ...
The third of the list is "E", a cute, funny, sensitive and beautiful fellow faculty. After completing a full year together, preparing materials together, it installed in my house from morning to night, I began to feel that all "E" was the man of my life. One night at a bar, or similar, there was a situation histeriqueo too explicit, I took a corner near "E" express my dark intentions. The individual, very sharp, I said something like "for these confused" ("Confused me? Never been more sure in that moment! =) The theme was simple," E "fled like Cinderella at the 23:55, I needed a glass slipper I thought of throwing a bottle ... but I refrained. Not bad, but I had been imprisoned and had never met "M Bis." With everything was much simpler. After months of back and forth with several hysteria, and demonstrating that you always learn from mistakes, I got tired of the uncertainty and stated to "M Bis" my feelings. After praising my courage and bravery, the very idiot told me something like that things can be in two ways: either yes or no. (Aha, I thought, and damn does that depend on it or not?) Do not depend on anything, it was his elegant way of saying "NO", though of course this conclusion came after months of thinking, consult tarot , psychologists, psychiatrists and take 300 cups of coffee to read the answer in the deleted ...
Enfin ... To this list I add Timeless: The super agent 86, Julio Bocca and Johnny Depp.
The good news is that the long perspective view is so funny me my blindness, too little patience and self-confidence, certain that in a few years but this list is much more extensive.
For now, take this opportunity to greet all the smarmy love in his day, nothing more than to later comment that I'm not a spinster resentful =)
By the way, Happy Chinese New Year, begins today ... the year of the tiger =) 
No no, do not be alarmed ... I'm not going to break my old habit of missing the festivities. I will not elaborate in a plea for love and lovers in the world. For that see TV. Not so.
sui generis in this space and on the occasion of Valentine's day, I pay tribute to all the impossible love of history. To be more specific, egocentric and narcissistic (if that possible) I will pay tribute all my love impossible.
heads the ranking (in chronological order) my first love impossible to call him "A".
I met "A" in Neuquén, probably in 1989 or around that time. Near the square of the artisans was a green wooden door, and the door frame had a caller with a hand. I do not remember well the circumstances in which I met "A", but I remember it was love at first sight. I do not remember how that first sight triggered in some dialogue and ride together. The theme is "A" was obsessed with starting the caller with a hand, and every time I tried going out there. I wanted to use that obsession to the point, and I wrote posts (probably something corny, poetic or pathetic) to the wall. He replied on the same page, so I really was convinced that "A" was the man of my life. Also, I joined his obsession, and every time the caller was trying to boot. First with the altruistic intention romantic gifts, to seal our love definitely. Later, because of sheer competition, the want for me to display it before him, triumphant. Neither one nor the other: neither could win the trophy, and also "A" never gave me ball. I think the last thing I wrote on that wall was a brief and bitter "coward."
continue with "M", a beautiful stranger I came across one afternoon in Neuquén. Circumstances led me to figure out it was an arts student, recently arrived from Rosario, who was staying with his mother in a hotel. I was rather shy, but when I came to fear the chain was convinced that "M" was the man of my life (yes, obviously I liked, that was enough to convince me of anything =) No I had a better idea to buy some beautiful flowers (????????????!!!!!!!), write something (yeah yeah, certainly poetic, pathetic and cheesy) and send all at the hotel where stayed (which previously had called and found out the name and number of room) should be mentioned that at that time there were no phones, no internet, so on the card included my name, and my home phone. That was a Friday afternoon. I spent all weekend sitting by the phone (I think you recount in puebloinedito ) That weekend I learned to knit, as guessed the reasons why "M" still had not called me. (Or was dumb, or the florist had lost my card, or had bad my phone number ... I had no choice haha). The issue is that "M" never called me. Time passed me I graduated from high school, I enrolled in Arts at the National University Comahue ... The first week of school, second or third day, enter the new teacher. It was "M", who was a teacher, no pupil. In the list, was obviously my first and last name. I think there I decided to go to study something else and another city, far from there ...
The third of the list is "E", a cute, funny, sensitive and beautiful fellow faculty. After completing a full year together, preparing materials together, it installed in my house from morning to night, I began to feel that all "E" was the man of my life. One night at a bar, or similar, there was a situation histeriqueo too explicit, I took a corner near "E" express my dark intentions. The individual, very sharp, I said something like "for these confused" ("Confused me? Never been more sure in that moment! =) The theme was simple," E "fled like Cinderella at the 23:55, I needed a glass slipper I thought of throwing a bottle ... but I refrained. Not bad, but I had been imprisoned and had never met "M Bis." With everything was much simpler. After months of back and forth with several hysteria, and demonstrating that you always learn from mistakes, I got tired of the uncertainty and stated to "M Bis" my feelings. After praising my courage and bravery, the very idiot told me something like that things can be in two ways: either yes or no. (Aha, I thought, and damn does that depend on it or not?) Do not depend on anything, it was his elegant way of saying "NO", though of course this conclusion came after months of thinking, consult tarot , psychologists, psychiatrists and take 300 cups of coffee to read the answer in the deleted ...
Enfin ... To this list I add Timeless: The super agent 86, Julio Bocca and Johnny Depp.
The good news is that the long perspective view is so funny me my blindness, too little patience and self-confidence, certain that in a few years but this list is much more extensive.
For now, take this opportunity to greet all the smarmy love in his day, nothing more than to later comment that I'm not a spinster resentful =)
By the way, Happy Chinese New Year, begins today ... the year of the tiger =)
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Tick Bite Foreign Body Reaction
right back (which kills the humidity)
Caught in a well-deserved summer break away from the southern ice in this warm and humid place littoral my ideas about the same time heat up the PC. Mosquitoes (miniature vampires, Dracula urban tribe worshiping and all its sequels) buzzing around me, eager for blood. For fear of being turned into a mosquito I too, spend hours steaming to Off, as repellent citronella and find my way. In addition, not a day goes by without someone encouraging them to drink alcohol, or coffee with 40 degrees Celsius in the shade.
In these circumstances I find it difficult to write.
Between my heat and the PC will generate more than a mirage and is pulled over thinking that there is an oasis with palm trees, fresh water and women in bikinis. I tildan all, I have to start over.
When you restart the computer, someone comes along with alcoholic beverages or coffee. Both things I produce all kinds of delusions. Impossible a key hole.
and terrified for fear of being devoured by mosquitoes, I can not vaporizers to start writing.
In these circumstances, I wish you a beautiful January, rain and cool and maybe come before February. If you hear a hum, run: I am I won by mosquitoes, which caught me and put a red cape and black and I'm flying looking for fresh blood. 
Caught in a well-deserved summer break away from the southern ice in this warm and humid place littoral my ideas about the same time heat up the PC. Mosquitoes (miniature vampires, Dracula urban tribe worshiping and all its sequels) buzzing around me, eager for blood. For fear of being turned into a mosquito I too, spend hours steaming to Off, as repellent citronella and find my way. In addition, not a day goes by without someone encouraging them to drink alcohol, or coffee with 40 degrees Celsius in the shade.
In these circumstances I find it difficult to write.
Between my heat and the PC will generate more than a mirage and is pulled over thinking that there is an oasis with palm trees, fresh water and women in bikinis. I tildan all, I have to start over.
When you restart the computer, someone comes along with alcoholic beverages or coffee. Both things I produce all kinds of delusions. Impossible a key hole.
and terrified for fear of being devoured by mosquitoes, I can not vaporizers to start writing.
In these circumstances, I wish you a beautiful January, rain and cool and maybe come before February. If you hear a hum, run: I am I won by mosquitoes, which caught me and put a red cape and black and I'm flying looking for fresh blood.
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