I'm testing this thingie that allows me to post to my blog without accessig blogger from my Linux partition. If you can read this, it works.
Goth
What Kind of Goth Are You?
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You're all about the music. Not too incredibly
mainstream, but not too incredibly underground.
It's awfully hard for anyone to oppose you,
seeing as how you rule.
What band from the 80s are you?
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CHAN CHAN CHAAAAAAAAAAAN
Sig Sauer P226. Greatest gun ever! Feel special.
Beautiful and reliable but can still scare the
living bejesus outta anyone.
What handgun are you?
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You are the Devil card. The Devil is based on the
figure Pan, Lord of the Dance. The earthy
physicality of the devil breeds lust. The
devil's call to return to primal instincts
often creates conflict in a society in which
many of these instincts must be kept under
control. Challenges posed by our physical
bodies can be overcome by strength in the
mental, emotional, and spiritual realms. Pan is
also a symbol of enjoyment and rules our
material creativity. The devil knows physical
pleasure and how to manipulate the physical
world. Material creativity finds its output in
such things as dance, pottery, gardening, and
sex. The self-actualized person is able to
accept the sensuality and usefulness of the
devil's gifts while remaining in control of any
darker urges. Image from The Stone Tarot deck.
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Which Tarot Card Are You?
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For the record, J. (formerly known as the hottie. she's still hot but i don't want to come accross as a sexist bastard. ok, as a sexist. y'all know i'm a bastard.) thinks Justice might fit me.
Joaquin Sabina - Manual para héroes o canallas
Aprender a reirse torvamente
a mirar de reojo en los bautizos
a negar el asiento a las señoras
a orinar dibujando circulitos.
Aprender a fruncir el entrecejo
a enfadar a las monjas y a los niños
a poner zancadilla al guardia urbano
a escupir sin piedad sin piedad por un colmillo.
Preferir la navaja a la pistola
el vino peleón al jerez fino
el infame pañuelo a la corbata
una venus de Murcia a la de Milo.
Aprender a cortar la cabeza
a vestir negro luto los domingos
a decir palabrotas en los trenes
a jugar el parchis con los bandidos.
Apurar los licores del fracaso
trasladarse a vivir al barrio chino
propagar mil rumores alarmantes
aprender a ser malo y fugitivo.
Contigo - Joaquin Sabina
Yo no quiero un amor civilizado,
con recibos y escena del sofá;
yo no quiero que viajes al pasado
y vuelvas del mercado
con ganas de llorar.
Yo no quiero vecínas con pucheros;
yo no quiero sembrar ni compartir;
yo no quiero catorce de febrero
ni cumpleaños feliz.
Yo no quiero cargar con tus maletas;
yo no quiero que elijas mi champú;
yo no quiero mudarme de planeta,
cortarme la coleta,
brindar a tu salud.
Yo no quiero domingos por la tarde;
yo no quiero columpio en el jardin;
lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde,
es que mueras por mí.
Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.
Yo no quiero juntar para mañana,
no me pidas llegar a fin de mes;
yo no quiero comerme una manzana
dos veces por semana
sin ganas de comer.
Yo no quiero calor de invernadero;
yo no quiero besar tu cicatriz;
yo no quiero París con aguacero
ni Venecia sin tí.
No me esperes a las doce en el juzgado;
no me digas "volvamos a empezar";
yo no quiero ni libre ni ocupado,
ni carne ni pecado,
ni orgullo ni piedad.
Yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste;
yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;
lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes,
es que mueras por mí.
Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.
Aprender a reirse torvamente
a mirar de reojo en los bautizos
a negar el asiento a las señoras
a orinar dibujando circulitos.
Aprender a fruncir el entrecejo
a enfadar a las monjas y a los niños
a poner zancadilla al guardia urbano
a escupir sin piedad sin piedad por un colmillo.
Preferir la navaja a la pistola
el vino peleón al jerez fino
el infame pañuelo a la corbata
una venus de Murcia a la de Milo.
Aprender a cortar la cabeza
a vestir negro luto los domingos
a decir palabrotas en los trenes
a jugar el parchis con los bandidos.
Apurar los licores del fracaso
trasladarse a vivir al barrio chino
propagar mil rumores alarmantes
aprender a ser malo y fugitivo.
Contigo - Joaquin Sabina
Yo no quiero un amor civilizado,
con recibos y escena del sofá;
yo no quiero que viajes al pasado
y vuelvas del mercado
con ganas de llorar.
Yo no quiero vecínas con pucheros;
yo no quiero sembrar ni compartir;
yo no quiero catorce de febrero
ni cumpleaños feliz.
Yo no quiero cargar con tus maletas;
yo no quiero que elijas mi champú;
yo no quiero mudarme de planeta,
cortarme la coleta,
brindar a tu salud.
Yo no quiero domingos por la tarde;
yo no quiero columpio en el jardin;
lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde,
es que mueras por mí.
Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.
Yo no quiero juntar para mañana,
no me pidas llegar a fin de mes;
yo no quiero comerme una manzana
dos veces por semana
sin ganas de comer.
Yo no quiero calor de invernadero;
yo no quiero besar tu cicatriz;
yo no quiero París con aguacero
ni Venecia sin tí.
No me esperes a las doce en el juzgado;
no me digas "volvamos a empezar";
yo no quiero ni libre ni ocupado,
ni carne ni pecado,
ni orgullo ni piedad.
Yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste;
yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;
lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes,
es que mueras por mí.
Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.
Weathering a storm on the hottie's side last night. Being there for her and whatnot. It's cool. I like listening to what she has to say. Sent me a note today and I appreciate it. She said the planet needs people like me. I almost replied "screw the planet. I only want you." Heh. This woman and I have lots of coincidences and things in common. We're both abstract thinkers, among other things. Right know, I'd settle for a kiss from her. Just one kiss. Actually, more than one, but hey, that's just me. Teehee!
Yup mostly everyone around me is infatuated these days. Must be something in the water. Anyhoo, cheers!
Yup mostly everyone around me is infatuated these days. Must be something in the water. Anyhoo, cheers!
Ok she called and sounds better. Mood improved, so everything's alright. Now I must get something to eat. I'm starving.
Joy Division - Ceremony
This is why events unnerve me,
They find it all, a different story,
Notice whom for wheels are turning,
Turn again and turn towards this time,
All she ask’s the strength to hold me,
Then again the same old story,
Word will travel, oh so quickly,
Travel first and lean towards this time.
Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown,
Heaven knows, it’s got to be this time,
Watching her, these things she said,
The times she cried,
Too frail to wake this time.
Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown,
Heaven knows, it’s got to be this time,
Avenues all lined with trees,
Picture me and then you start watching,
Watching forever, forever,
Watching love grow, forever,
Letting me know, forever.
Joy Division - Ceremony
This is why events unnerve me,
They find it all, a different story,
Notice whom for wheels are turning,
Turn again and turn towards this time,
All she ask’s the strength to hold me,
Then again the same old story,
Word will travel, oh so quickly,
Travel first and lean towards this time.
Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown,
Heaven knows, it’s got to be this time,
Watching her, these things she said,
The times she cried,
Too frail to wake this time.
Oh, I’ll break them down, no mercy shown,
Heaven knows, it’s got to be this time,
Avenues all lined with trees,
Picture me and then you start watching,
Watching forever, forever,
Watching love grow, forever,
Letting me know, forever.
The Sisters Of Mercy Nine While Nine
And it's passing strange
And I'm waiting for the train
Caught up on this line again
And it's passing slowly
Killing time but it's
Better than living in what will come and I've
Still got some of your letters with me and I
Thought sometimes or I read too much
And I think you know let's
Drink to the dead lying under the water and the
Cost of the blood on the driven snow and the
Lipstick on my cigarettes
Frost upon the window pane
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train.....
She said do you remember a time when angels
Do you remember a time when fear
In the days when I was stronger
In the days when you were here she said
When days had no beginning
While days had no end when
Shadows grew no longer I
Knew no other friend but you
Were wild
You were wild.....
Frost upon these cigarettes
Lipstick on the window pane and I've
Lost all sense of the world outside but I
Can't forget so I call your name and I'm
Looking for a life for me and I'm
Looking for a life for you and I'm
Talking to myself again and it's
So damn cold it's just not true and I'm
Walking through the rain
Trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm
Only looking for what you want but it's
Lonely here and I think you knew and I'm
And I'm waiting
And I wait in vain
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train..... [repeat last verse x2]
And it's passing strange
And I'm waiting for the train
Caught up on this line again
And it's passing slowly
Killing time but it's
Better than living in what will come and I've
Still got some of your letters with me and I
Thought sometimes or I read too much
And I think you know let's
Drink to the dead lying under the water and the
Cost of the blood on the driven snow and the
Lipstick on my cigarettes
Frost upon the window pane
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train.....
She said do you remember a time when angels
Do you remember a time when fear
In the days when I was stronger
In the days when you were here she said
When days had no beginning
While days had no end when
Shadows grew no longer I
Knew no other friend but you
Were wild
You were wild.....
Frost upon these cigarettes
Lipstick on the window pane and I've
Lost all sense of the world outside but I
Can't forget so I call your name and I'm
Looking for a life for me and I'm
Looking for a life for you and I'm
Talking to myself again and it's
So damn cold it's just not true and I'm
Walking through the rain
Trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm
Only looking for what you want but it's
Lonely here and I think you knew and I'm
And I'm waiting
And I wait in vain
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train..... [repeat last verse x2]
Sleep deprivation is a wonderful thing........
Ultraviolet
Got one foot out the door
and my finger on the trigger
Countdown to my own
extinction level event
Nihilism never sounded so good
and so fucking cliche'd
Cold hard and dark
black, blue and bruised
One man wreck
My demolition derby
Brakes are cut
Straight down to hell
Sleep won't come
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'm outta my head
I want to spit lead
fire and brimstone
straight to my tombstone
I had one of those long chats with her last night. We spoke stuff we needed to get out. It was late so I'm not sure about the outcome. I should find out this week. Right now I need some sleep, I am in no mood for taking crap from anyone and I'd rather sleep for several days. No, I don't particularly want to deal with the outside world right now, so bear with me.
Ultraviolet
Got one foot out the door
and my finger on the trigger
Countdown to my own
extinction level event
Nihilism never sounded so good
and so fucking cliche'd
Cold hard and dark
black, blue and bruised
One man wreck
My demolition derby
Brakes are cut
Straight down to hell
Sleep won't come
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'm outta my head
I want to spit lead
fire and brimstone
straight to my tombstone
I had one of those long chats with her last night. We spoke stuff we needed to get out. It was late so I'm not sure about the outcome. I should find out this week. Right now I need some sleep, I am in no mood for taking crap from anyone and I'd rather sleep for several days. No, I don't particularly want to deal with the outside world right now, so bear with me.
slower than molasses. restored ye olde loop to this and my other site. might work on new ones this week. enjoy!
So..........
Friday originally planned to watch Maria Full of Grace with the hottie and introduced her to churrasco heaven at Levi's, but you know what happens with the best laid plans. So we ended up watching Exorcist: The Beginning and ate somewhere else. Later we hit Pancho's for drinkydrinks. It was not what I planned, but it was cool.
Next day, I was suppposed to rehearse with las nenas, but we didn't and spent the afternoon and evening watching movies, joking and meeting Vero's rabbitt. I did the show with Josetomas and it went very well. Afterwards hit Rumba to watch un.real, introdujos and some astrid proll. Missed Superaquello, but it was all good. Las nenas were sneaking beers and we had lots of fun in the show. The hottie was having quality time with her family at the movies, but she was missed.
I have to remind myself that I have to take it a bit slow in this dating thing. I don't want to blow it, but then again, you can't be too slow on it either. Still, conversations are good and entertaining.
Anyway, I gotta do some laundry, so excuse me.
Friday originally planned to watch Maria Full of Grace with the hottie and introduced her to churrasco heaven at Levi's, but you know what happens with the best laid plans. So we ended up watching Exorcist: The Beginning and ate somewhere else. Later we hit Pancho's for drinkydrinks. It was not what I planned, but it was cool.
Next day, I was suppposed to rehearse with las nenas, but we didn't and spent the afternoon and evening watching movies, joking and meeting Vero's rabbitt. I did the show with Josetomas and it went very well. Afterwards hit Rumba to watch un.real, introdujos and some astrid proll. Missed Superaquello, but it was all good. Las nenas were sneaking beers and we had lots of fun in the show. The hottie was having quality time with her family at the movies, but she was missed.
I have to remind myself that I have to take it a bit slow in this dating thing. I don't want to blow it, but then again, you can't be too slow on it either. Still, conversations are good and entertaining.
Anyway, I gotta do some laundry, so excuse me.
Which That '70s Show Character Are You?
j, you're like Hyde
Even if you don't wear aviator sunglasses and rock 'n' roll t-shirts everyday (though we certainly hope you do), it looks like you share Hyde's thought-provoking take on life. Whether or not you're hatching conspiracy theories about corporate America, aliens, or rock legends, it's clear that you don't take things at face value. Somebody's gotta ask the questions. It might as well be a thinker like you.
Playing the tough guy may or may not come as easily to you as it does to Hyde. But like him, you've got a soft side underneath that serious exterior. Even if you don't show it, your gang knows it. And that's why you're so groovy to have around!
Christ! How can I be happy and feel joyful about life and love in general when someone I care about is heart broken probably because it's my damn fault?
We *all* deserve to be happy. Even a wretch like me. If it's me the reason for your heart break, I am truly and deeply sorry because I've never [b]ever[/b] wanted to hurt you. You are a bright spot in my life and you've been a true friend whose been thru thick and thin, but if it's me who's hurting you because of what's happening to me right now, please try to understand.
I want to make you happy, but I also need to find if I can find happiness with this person I am starting to know. Perhaps it's nothing, perhaps it's something, but I need to find out. I need to know. I need this. I haven't felt this way about someone in a while, and like I said, God knows what will happen, but I have to pursue this. I have to give it a shot.
I don't want to feel unhappy. I don't want to feel alone. I don't want you to face that either. Please, pretty please. Again, I am sorry for hurting you, because you are the last person I want to hurt in this sorry life of mine.
We *all* deserve to be happy. Even a wretch like me. If it's me the reason for your heart break, I am truly and deeply sorry because I've never [b]ever[/b] wanted to hurt you. You are a bright spot in my life and you've been a true friend whose been thru thick and thin, but if it's me who's hurting you because of what's happening to me right now, please try to understand.
I want to make you happy, but I also need to find if I can find happiness with this person I am starting to know. Perhaps it's nothing, perhaps it's something, but I need to find out. I need to know. I need this. I haven't felt this way about someone in a while, and like I said, God knows what will happen, but I have to pursue this. I have to give it a shot.
I don't want to feel unhappy. I don't want to feel alone. I don't want you to face that either. Please, pretty please. Again, I am sorry for hurting you, because you are the last person I want to hurt in this sorry life of mine.
Last night dinner with Vero. X-box shopping, burgers, gossip and lots of jokes. I went to bed early so don't ask me about the x-box experience. Managed to go to bed early so I could get up and meet the hottie for breakfast.
The breakfast went very well. Lots of talk, some gossip, lots of jokes. Gawd, cute smile. She is cuter in person and right now it's hours past our first meeting and my heart is still racing. She has a real good singing voice and is a strong person with a very sensitive side. Musically we have few things in common, but there's potential for corruption with a good choice of tunes. As first meetings go, things went well. I look forward to see her again.
Right now I don't care how things go, but it's nice to feel that elation, that rush that this type of situation creates. I wanted to spend my afternoon with her, but I had to go to work. I can't get her face and her smile outta my mind.
Yes, this boy is very freaking infatuated.
The breakfast went very well. Lots of talk, some gossip, lots of jokes. Gawd, cute smile. She is cuter in person and right now it's hours past our first meeting and my heart is still racing. She has a real good singing voice and is a strong person with a very sensitive side. Musically we have few things in common, but there's potential for corruption with a good choice of tunes. As first meetings go, things went well. I look forward to see her again.
Right now I don't care how things go, but it's nice to feel that elation, that rush that this type of situation creates. I wanted to spend my afternoon with her, but I had to go to work. I can't get her face and her smile outta my mind.
Yes, this boy is very freaking infatuated.
Sorry for the lack of posts, but things are buzzing in my life. First off, lemme take a few seconds off my so-called life to jump up and down with joy
I'm meeting a hottie and I think she likes me (x20)
Ok. Settle down Beavis. Don't fucking jinx it. You know how these things go and you've been there before. It's been a while since someone actually interested date wise, so bear with me and fingers crossed.
An ex and I got together for dinner, conversation and coffee. It was uneventful except for the part that she wanted to get freaky, but unfortunately she doesn't do a thing for me these days. Oh well. I hope she gets her man. It's not me, unfortunately.
I'm meeting a hottie and I think she likes me (x20)
Ok. I better get to work or something. The drool on my chin is showing, I'm sure.
Update - blogger's acting up so sorry if this post comes up later than usual.
I'm meeting a hottie and I think she likes me (x20)
Ok. Settle down Beavis. Don't fucking jinx it. You know how these things go and you've been there before. It's been a while since someone actually interested date wise, so bear with me and fingers crossed.
An ex and I got together for dinner, conversation and coffee. It was uneventful except for the part that she wanted to get freaky, but unfortunately she doesn't do a thing for me these days. Oh well. I hope she gets her man. It's not me, unfortunately.
I'm meeting a hottie and I think she likes me (x20)
Ok. I better get to work or something. The drool on my chin is showing, I'm sure.
Update - blogger's acting up so sorry if this post comes up later than usual.
CNN.com - Lost nuclear bomb possibly found - Sep 13, 2004
CNN.com - Lost nuclear bomb possibly found - Sep 13, 2004: "Lost nuclear bomb possibly found"
HOLY SHIT BATMAN! Part 1
HOLY SHIT BATMAN! Part 1
Picked this up from Vero's blog.
| How to make a popuman |
| Ingredients:
1 part jealousy 5 parts courage 1 part beauty |
| Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of lustfulness and enjoy! |
Jeanne came and went leaving some minor destruction on it's wake. Some idiot decided to cut power as a preventive measure and well, lot of good it did. On my place we only got some winds and some greenery took flying, but why in the blue hell my block does not have power while everyone around us does? God fucking mocks me. Well, at least we've got water. Meanwhile, given the current situation and the fucking slow speed that things move on here (fucking shame!) I guess I'll miss the start of the new season of The Wire, not to mention that if not for the fact that I went online today I would have to delete more spam in my mailbox (over 200 messages)
Anyway, the cineplex from hell opened and I had a chance to check out "Suspect Zero" and I got my second refund. Now some power please before the heat drives me absolutely fucking crazy.
Anyway, the cineplex from hell opened and I had a chance to check out "Suspect Zero" and I got my second refund. Now some power please before the heat drives me absolutely fucking crazy.
The show went well. There is some suffering amongst my circle of friends and I am trying to be as supportive as I can. I was so drained I went home instead of drinkydrinks and clubbing. My libido is on overdrive, but I decided long ago I was not gonna do something stupid or desperate in order to get some. Today is gonna be slow so I'm gonna be in bed and rest. Once the sun sets, there's lots of work to be done.
I'm at the station about to get into two hours of the radio show and right now there's this emptiness inside. This hollow feeling. I mean, I am happy with my lot these past few days, but I its a nagging feeling. probably pre-show jitters.
Thursday evening session with Pepe, Alf, Diana and Eze to watch Clerks, do some work and sleep three hours and a half so the cable guy could install the cable modem to Eze and Alf. Pizza, cokes, Clerks with the missing scene, Kevin Smith stoned and talking nonsense out of his butt. Fucking embarassing, but funny. Work. Slept in the couch comfortably. Got up early. Waited for cable guy. Cable guy does his thing. I set up thee router for them. Work. Lots of work. I almost fell asleep in the afternoon. Came home. Watching Underworld for the Nth time while updating the other laptop. Lots to do on Saturday and it's raining right now. Perfect time to sleep.
Got to finally watch "Party Monster". Really good flick. Yeah another with Macauly Caulkin. Heh.
In memoriam, the Chilean people whose government was overthrown by General Pinochet.
In memoriam, all the victims of terrorism. From both the right and the left.
In memoriam, the last conversation ever I had with the love of my life (as of this writing. the position is open and reviewing applications). Yes, she and hers are sorely missed.
Got to finally watch "Party Monster". Really good flick. Yeah another with Macauly Caulkin. Heh.
In memoriam, the Chilean people whose government was overthrown by General Pinochet.
In memoriam, all the victims of terrorism. From both the right and the left.
In memoriam, the last conversation ever I had with the love of my life (as of this writing. the position is open and reviewing applications). Yes, she and hers are sorely missed.
Took Vero out to dinner because she's been a great gal all this time and spoiled her rotten with some churrasco at Levi's. Then she returned the favor with ice cream. Much laughter, jokes and gossip ensued. Gotta love her. She's the greatest. She wants me to go with her to see Balun, but I don't know how tomorrow will end. Maybe. Hopefully if I can get all this shit together early. Fingers crossed. Thank you Vero for your conversations, your jokes, your company and being your bad ass pupup self.
woke up early and actually made a shopping list. originally i wanted to shop for:
1. extra memory for my computer
2. a memory stick (will help a lot with my job so i can transfer data around faster)
3. black jeans
4. black shitkickes (black workboots with steel toes. fuck dr. martens and chekas. i don't have the budget for expensive overpriced crap)
5. black chuck taylors (hi tops)
i ended up with
1. returning the memory i bought because of the fact that what i needed was a single 512MB RAM SODIMM instead of another 256MB SODIMM (refund straight to my account)
2. a brand new memory stick. yay!
3. black jeans (which i'm wearing now)
4. black shitkickers (at home. they should be put to use soon)
5. black chuck taylors (hi tops). found a good pair cheap although i saw a pair in black and red that looked positively fucking wicked and would go nicely with my anarchy high cheerleader outfif (which i plan to use when i play with da pozzers)
6. teeehee. saw five lovely t-shirts at $4 each so i couldn't resist.
7. bought some blank videos for dad.
not bad, i just wished i could have the bloody memory thingie to upgrade the laptop. well checked online for some prices and i guess i'll hit compusa soon.
1. extra memory for my computer
2. a memory stick (will help a lot with my job so i can transfer data around faster)
3. black jeans
4. black shitkickes (black workboots with steel toes. fuck dr. martens and chekas. i don't have the budget for expensive overpriced crap)
5. black chuck taylors (hi tops)
i ended up with
1. returning the memory i bought because of the fact that what i needed was a single 512MB RAM SODIMM instead of another 256MB SODIMM (refund straight to my account)
2. a brand new memory stick. yay!
3. black jeans (which i'm wearing now)
4. black shitkickers (at home. they should be put to use soon)
5. black chuck taylors (hi tops). found a good pair cheap although i saw a pair in black and red that looked positively fucking wicked and would go nicely with my anarchy high cheerleader outfif (which i plan to use when i play with da pozzers)
6. teeehee. saw five lovely t-shirts at $4 each so i couldn't resist.
7. bought some blank videos for dad.
not bad, i just wished i could have the bloody memory thingie to upgrade the laptop. well checked online for some prices and i guess i'll hit compusa soon.
Well kiddies it's been a few weeeks after Knoppix 3.6 is out and about. It works fine. I'm running a modification that allows KDE 3.3 to work with it. KDE is still tricky to work with on Debian systems as far as the 3.3 version is concerned, but thanks to Distrowatch found a version that works with Knoppix/Debian so I'm a happy camper. The downside is that you have to reinstall Openoffice.org from scratch and for me that's no bother, but then I have broadband, so choose wisely. The coolest thing with my experience with Linux is that allows me to think, research and get the info in order to see what's best for my system. I have found no reason to switch from Debian via Knoppix.
Anyway, I should get some rest. I got bills to pay tomorrow and a long day ahead of me. Dinner with Vero. Wheeeee!
Anyway, I should get some rest. I got bills to pay tomorrow and a long day ahead of me. Dinner with Vero. Wheeeee!
Watching movies, sleeping, little or no direct human contact as possible. I like it. Not that I miss my friends and hanging out, but I need time by myself or rather I need heavy sedation. Sleep, reading and other stuff helps. Fuck 'reality', for now.
Rehearsals went ok. The girls made dinner and it all sort of came apart afterwards, but it's cool. They wanted to go out, but I passed on. I didn't make the show either because I was very freaking tired. I must be getting old. Even, if I did, I had no money and I'd rather stay at home. Slept a couple of hours and here I am. Updating the computers and trying to get by. Nothing's good on the telly so I think I'll hit the sack soon.
Good times for a change!
Spent my Friday evening with 3/4 of las nenas (albe, nady y vero) along with Figo and his girlfriend and watched Saved! Whatta riot! We laughed all the way and then we had some late night munchies. I had a blast and we traded the usual dose of jokes, gossip, innuendos and witty repartee. We're supposed to have rehearsal tomorrow so I went home early. Yet, here I am posting. I did went to bed to sleep but couldn't so....
Chatted with Kymill for a while. She's going through a rough time and I gave her some of my tough love. I hope she recovers soon and well, I hope she starts to sort things out on her end of the fence. She's one of the most sweetest persons around and she deserves a much better hand than the one she's been dealt.
Aside from that, there's a little thing I want to talk to someone, but I'll tell her when the time is right. It's nothing wrong, but some things are better discussed one on one and privately.
Eze and Serge are moving together this weekend. Wheeee! Fuuuuuun! Have a great (slave) Labor Day weekend!
Spent my Friday evening with 3/4 of las nenas (albe, nady y vero) along with Figo and his girlfriend and watched Saved! Whatta riot! We laughed all the way and then we had some late night munchies. I had a blast and we traded the usual dose of jokes, gossip, innuendos and witty repartee. We're supposed to have rehearsal tomorrow so I went home early. Yet, here I am posting. I did went to bed to sleep but couldn't so....
Chatted with Kymill for a while. She's going through a rough time and I gave her some of my tough love. I hope she recovers soon and well, I hope she starts to sort things out on her end of the fence. She's one of the most sweetest persons around and she deserves a much better hand than the one she's been dealt.
Aside from that, there's a little thing I want to talk to someone, but I'll tell her when the time is right. It's nothing wrong, but some things are better discussed one on one and privately.
Eze and Serge are moving together this weekend. Wheeee! Fuuuuuun! Have a great (slave) Labor Day weekend!
U2 - Bad
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would
Let it go
Surrender
Dislocate
If I could throw this
Lifeless lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame
If I could through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day
To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
If you should ask then maybe they'd
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would
Let it go...
This desperation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation
Let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so to fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
U2 - Running To Standstill
And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was
Lying still
Said I gotta do something
About where we're going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain, maybe
Run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha, ah la la la de day
Ah da da da de day
Ah la la de day
Sweet the sin
Bitter taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison
From the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing...ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will...
Suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand...
Still.
U2 - Exit
You know he got the cure
You know he went astray
He used to stay awake
To drive the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe
In the hands of love
His head it felt heavy
As he cut across the land
A dog started crying
Like a broken hearted man
At the howling wind
At the howling wind
He went deeper into black
Deeper into white
Could see the stars shining
Like nails in the night
He felt the healing
Healing, healing
Healing hands of love
Like the stars shiny shiny
From above
Hand in the pocket
Finger on the steel
The pistol weighed heavy
His heart he could feel
Was beating, beating
Beating, beating oh my love
Oh my love, oh my love
Oh my love
My love
Saw the hands that build
Can also pull down
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would
Let it go
Surrender
Dislocate
If I could throw this
Lifeless lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame
If I could through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day
To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
If you should ask then maybe they'd
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would
Let it go...
This desperation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation
Let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so to fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
U2 - Running To Standstill
And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was
Lying still
Said I gotta do something
About where we're going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain, maybe
Run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha, ah la la la de day
Ah da da da de day
Ah la la de day
Sweet the sin
Bitter taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison
From the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing...ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will...
Suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand...
Still.
U2 - Exit
You know he got the cure
You know he went astray
He used to stay awake
To drive the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe
In the hands of love
His head it felt heavy
As he cut across the land
A dog started crying
Like a broken hearted man
At the howling wind
At the howling wind
He went deeper into black
Deeper into white
Could see the stars shining
Like nails in the night
He felt the healing
Healing, healing
Healing hands of love
Like the stars shiny shiny
From above
Hand in the pocket
Finger on the steel
The pistol weighed heavy
His heart he could feel
Was beating, beating
Beating, beating oh my love
Oh my love, oh my love
Oh my love
My love
Saw the hands that build
Can also pull down
Ok buddies, fucking Ivan is coming over here and unlike Frances, this seems to be coming straight towards us.
Not to drive people into hysterics but most of the names of hurricanes that hit us are males:
San Ciriaco
San Felipe
Hugo
Georges
So be careful. Don't go into panic, but be smart and be safe.
Not to drive people into hysterics but most of the names of hurricanes that hit us are males:
San Ciriaco
San Felipe
Hugo
Georges
So be careful. Don't go into panic, but be smart and be safe.
Boomtown Rats - Drag Me Down
Drag me down in colors pink and gold
(Like a ship that's going under..
Bring me home in rain and thunder)
Bless the night before the day grows old
(Like a ship that's going under...
Bring me home in rain and thunder)
Drag me down in colors pink and gold
(Like a ship that's going under...
I'll be home in rain and thunder)
Bless the night before the day grows old
(With pink and...With pink and gold)
It's just a moment of terror
A fraction of bliss
Your hearts in my mouth and
My soul's in your wrist
I love you I think
But is it always like this with you?
Tuck me up with stories I've been told
(Like a ship that's going under...
I'll be home in rain and thunder)
Then wake me up with days that come and go
(With pink and...With pink and...With pink and gold)
And when the record is over
The passion's been spent
The movie winds down and says "The End" in French
I'll turn on the lights
But do I have to pretend it's true?
I love you....oh, oh, oh, oh...
and...
I need you...oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down, Drag me down, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down, Drag me down, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down in colors pink and gold.
**Taken from the album entitled "In The Long Grass"
If anyone can get me the lyrics to the song "A Hold Of Me" of that same album, gets my eternal thanks and I'll come up with a prize or something.
Drag me down in colors pink and gold
(Like a ship that's going under..
Bring me home in rain and thunder)
Bless the night before the day grows old
(Like a ship that's going under...
Bring me home in rain and thunder)
Drag me down in colors pink and gold
(Like a ship that's going under...
I'll be home in rain and thunder)
Bless the night before the day grows old
(With pink and...With pink and gold)
It's just a moment of terror
A fraction of bliss
Your hearts in my mouth and
My soul's in your wrist
I love you I think
But is it always like this with you?
Tuck me up with stories I've been told
(Like a ship that's going under...
I'll be home in rain and thunder)
Then wake me up with days that come and go
(With pink and...With pink and...With pink and gold)
And when the record is over
The passion's been spent
The movie winds down and says "The End" in French
I'll turn on the lights
But do I have to pretend it's true?
I love you....oh, oh, oh, oh...
and...
I need you...oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down, Drag me down, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down, Drag me down, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Drag me down in colors pink and gold.
**Taken from the album entitled "In The Long Grass"
If anyone can get me the lyrics to the song "A Hold Of Me" of that same album, gets my eternal thanks and I'll come up with a prize or something.
Yet another actual post, for those brave (and foolhardy) souls who still bother to drop by. I look like crap. Yes, I know. The beard doesn't help. Not taking care of my health problem doesn't help either. In many ways, I am very happy, grateful and content with the fact that I have a proper job. It's not about that. My problem is with people, society, etc.
I asked my supervisor to let me come in at a shift where I can actually get some work done instead of waiting for everybody and their mother to finish. I don't have any gripes with my co-workers. At worst, indifference for some, at best some are really nice with me. I just have to be aware of their intentions, the gossip and backstabbing that takes place here. There are two people whom I fully trust here. A couple more whom I consider good enough to be more than acquaintances, and that's it. I always gotta work with eyes behind my back and ears aware of my surroundings. Anyway, this is not about my job.
This is about my life or lack thereof and where is it heading. Lack of sleep is making me irritable, tired and weary. I need some goddamn sleep. I've got two people that are interested in me currently. One I dealt with months ago, but we're still friends. The other is someone from the past that returned. She's hinting at the "third time's the charm" argument, but I don't feel anything more for her than respect, friendship, and a hint of lust. We had a past together, but right now I am in no mood to finish it or conclude it. I don't want to hurt either of them. I think I've had enough damage in my conscience to last me three lifetimes. Yeah, I complain about the lack of proper companionship and still do. They'll make good friends, but I ask and need a little more than that.
Even if someone I really fancy comes. What do I have to offer besides the sentimental and sexual part of a relationship? There are things I need to work out. Especially in my head. I need a place of my own, so I can feel comfortable. A place I can truly call home. Anyway, don't waste your time telling me what's wrong. I am aware of it. It's just a question of finding a good reason to actually do it. Right now, I'm just another survivor trying to get by. I probaby wrote this before, but right now I undertand the allure of drugs. It's still weak, but I understand that some people need to do them. To fill a void, a gap, to numb the greatest pain of all: the one I feel inside.
I try to look up to see how beautiful the sky is and try to keep my chin up. Right now, at this moment, I just can't. Eventually, I will. I never cared for material things, I just want love, peace and understanding. Lacking this three, I choose oblivion.
Ok, enough about me.
I asked my supervisor to let me come in at a shift where I can actually get some work done instead of waiting for everybody and their mother to finish. I don't have any gripes with my co-workers. At worst, indifference for some, at best some are really nice with me. I just have to be aware of their intentions, the gossip and backstabbing that takes place here. There are two people whom I fully trust here. A couple more whom I consider good enough to be more than acquaintances, and that's it. I always gotta work with eyes behind my back and ears aware of my surroundings. Anyway, this is not about my job.
This is about my life or lack thereof and where is it heading. Lack of sleep is making me irritable, tired and weary. I need some goddamn sleep. I've got two people that are interested in me currently. One I dealt with months ago, but we're still friends. The other is someone from the past that returned. She's hinting at the "third time's the charm" argument, but I don't feel anything more for her than respect, friendship, and a hint of lust. We had a past together, but right now I am in no mood to finish it or conclude it. I don't want to hurt either of them. I think I've had enough damage in my conscience to last me three lifetimes. Yeah, I complain about the lack of proper companionship and still do. They'll make good friends, but I ask and need a little more than that.
Even if someone I really fancy comes. What do I have to offer besides the sentimental and sexual part of a relationship? There are things I need to work out. Especially in my head. I need a place of my own, so I can feel comfortable. A place I can truly call home. Anyway, don't waste your time telling me what's wrong. I am aware of it. It's just a question of finding a good reason to actually do it. Right now, I'm just another survivor trying to get by. I probaby wrote this before, but right now I undertand the allure of drugs. It's still weak, but I understand that some people need to do them. To fill a void, a gap, to numb the greatest pain of all: the one I feel inside.
I try to look up to see how beautiful the sky is and try to keep my chin up. Right now, at this moment, I just can't. Eventually, I will. I never cared for material things, I just want love, peace and understanding. Lacking this three, I choose oblivion.
Ok, enough about me.
There's a visitor via Yahoo UK/Ireland. In the slim chance that this visitor is someone very special and still dear and near to me after all these years, welcome back and you're still very missed. Drop me a line sometime. If not, you're still welcome.
Some friends and known cybernauts in some of my usual hangouts have taken up blogging. Welcome and feel free to check them out.
Updated 9/2/04: I wonder how many of them will stick through, place yer bets, ladies and gentlemen.
Updated 9/2/04: I wonder how many of them will stick through, place yer bets, ladies and gentlemen.
I was perfectly sober when this happened. It was a riot. A lovely six minute audio brought to you in all it's luxurious 96 kb/s mp3 glory. For your pleasure. Enjoy! It's in Spanish, I'm afraid, that's the breaks while partying in Puerto Rico.
CNN.com - Ten years after original, Kevin Smith plans 'Clerks' sequel - Aug 30, 2004
CNN.com - Ten years after original, Kevin Smith plans 'Clerks' sequel - Aug 30, 2004
Seems like Kevin Smith's adding a sixth part to the already five part Jersey Trilogy. O algo..........
Seems like Kevin Smith's adding a sixth part to the already five part Jersey Trilogy. O algo..........
BBC NEWS | UK | England | Lincolnshire | Jet-powered wheelchair surprise
BBC NEWS | UK | England | Lincolnshire | Jet-powered wheelchair surprise
It seems somebody was watching "Freddy Got Fingered"
It seems somebody was watching "Freddy Got Fingered"
The weekend's gone and even though I'm penniless I'm quite happy and satisfied. Saturday was a good show, Sunday rehearsal with da pozzers (QUICK GO TO MY FOTOLOG! THEM PICS ARE WAITING!) was fun. Then we ate at Wendy's and gossipped. Bonding with them is good and makes me appreciate them as individuals and as a band. Yes, Uncle Jose loves his punk rawk nieces. Speaking of nieces and nephews, my little bro is stateside. I wish I could jump in the first plane available to see him and his family. Also to see my older brother and his. Anyway, this week would be dismal moneywise but I'm quite happy and content. Eze is making his move and the housewarming party should rule accordingly. Me and da pozzers are hitting the studio in two weeks, so rehearsals are in order.
Ok, I think I should get some well deserved sleep.
Oh, and well if Eze manages I have a special recording for you. Teehee!
Ok, I think I should get some well deserved sleep.
Oh, and well if Eze manages I have a special recording for you. Teehee!
Justice -- Guantanamo Style || kuro5hin.org
Justice -- Guantanamo Style || kuro5hin.org
O'er the lannnnnnnnnnd of the freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Wait a minute........they're not on the US........our government created a nice little gulag for them.........
O'er the lannnnnnnnnnd of the freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Wait a minute........they're not on the US........our government created a nice little gulag for them.........
Google is offering the adsense thingie and thanks, but no thanks. Its kinda creepy, but that's part of the deal when you use freebies, no?
Queen make history in the Middle East - NME.COM
Queen make history in the Middle East - NME.COM
I love Queen to death and loved Freddy Mercury, but I find this bit of news rather ironic.
I love Queen to death and loved Freddy Mercury, but I find this bit of news rather ironic.
Russian Computer Expert Predicts Internet Terrorist Attack - NEWS - MOSNEWS.COM
Russian Computer Expert Predicts Internet Terrorist Attack - NEWS - MOSNEWS.COM
I don't want to come across like Comrade Chicken Little, but........
I don't want to come across like Comrade Chicken Little, but........
Wilderness, Water, and (Rubber) Women Add up to a Weird Russian Adventure - FEATURE - MOSNEWS.COM
Wilderness, Water, and (Rubber) Women Add up to a Weird Russian Adventure - FEATURE - MOSNEWS.COM
Sorry about the plane crash, but I guess even the Russians need some levity.
Sorry about the plane crash, but I guess even the Russians need some levity.
BBC NEWS | Asia-Pacific | HK firm develops cyber girlfriend
BBC NEWS | Asia-Pacific | HK firm develops cyber girlfriend
Go ahead, I know you want to.
In other news, my best friend Alberto got married yesterday. Congratulations, and welcome to your doom. Bwahahaahah! Actually, all the best to the happy couple. It's all downhill from there. ;)
Go ahead, I know you want to.
In other news, my best friend Alberto got married yesterday. Congratulations, and welcome to your doom. Bwahahaahah! Actually, all the best to the happy couple. It's all downhill from there. ;)
Got this from Rose so thanks dear. You're supposed to find your birth month and cut and paste it into your blog, striking through anything that does NOT apply to you. Since I can't strikeout the parts that don't apply to me, I'll leave the parts that apply only. That's how I see myself. Of course, you can check out the link if you don't agree.
MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Deep feelings. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Good imagination. Good physical. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. Spendthrift.
MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Deep feelings. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Good imagination. Good physical. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. Spendthrift.
Y hoy con esta soledad
con este aburrimiento
con esta monotonia
con esta rutina
terribles ganas de gritar
y de un cambio
ya lo no lo soporto
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Watched "Maria Full of Grace" with Vero last night. Really cool film and hanging out with Vero always rawks. Did the show last night. Had to sort out some situations, but we pulled it off nicely. Went to El Cojo for drinky-drinks afterwards. Lately I haven't feeling very well and I need to change things around. I have to get out of this hole I am at, and I need to get out of there soon. I'm tired, weary and oh-so-fucking-bored. I need some excitement and change. Enough ranting.
con este aburrimiento
con esta monotonia
con esta rutina
terribles ganas de gritar
y de un cambio
ya lo no lo soporto
#####
Watched "Maria Full of Grace" with Vero last night. Really cool film and hanging out with Vero always rawks. Did the show last night. Had to sort out some situations, but we pulled it off nicely. Went to El Cojo for drinky-drinks afterwards. Lately I haven't feeling very well and I need to change things around. I have to get out of this hole I am at, and I need to get out of there soon. I'm tired, weary and oh-so-fucking-bored. I need some excitement and change. Enough ranting.
Top 10 Most Ridiculous Black Metal Pics of All Time- RUTHLESS REVIEWS
Top 10 Most Ridiculous Black Metal Pics of All Time- RUTHLESS REVIEWS
/M\ yeaaaaaaaaaaah!
/M\ yeaaaaaaaaaaah!
Less shitty day. Or something.
Well the only hassle I actually had was that there was little or no 'net at work but I helped the guys as much as I could and I brought the rest of my actual work home. I met Alberto today and we had some fun at his house hanging out with him and his cousin Alex.
Spoke to V as in Kymill again a bit before getting back to my workload. Seems she has a full house. Man!
Aside from that, not much, really. I want to keep life simple. Very few complications, thankyouverymuch.
Now lemme get some sleep.
Well the only hassle I actually had was that there was little or no 'net at work but I helped the guys as much as I could and I brought the rest of my actual work home. I met Alberto today and we had some fun at his house hanging out with him and his cousin Alex.
Spoke to V as in Kymill again a bit before getting back to my workload. Seems she has a full house. Man!
Aside from that, not much, really. I want to keep life simple. Very few complications, thankyouverymuch.
Now lemme get some sleep.
I had a really shitty day today...........
Worked out some kinks until 4 am then tossed and turned in bed with barely a wink of sleep until 10:33 am in which I gave up and woke up, feeling like shit. No one was home figured my sister took my dad to a medical appointment. Get showered, dressed, eat a hearty lunch, watch Springer and I'm off to the nearest ATM so I can get my money and go to work.
On my way there I find my dad.
On this heat.
By his lonesome.
On his way home.
My dad is a pretty old geezer and knows better than going out on this heat anywhere. God knows what might happen to him one of these days.
Turns out he went out to buy the paper and some meds. I asked him why the hell didn't he ask me to do it, but he being the lovely stubborn man that he is had to do it himself.
My stress levels went to the roof.
So I walked him home, fixed him lunch, lost an hour doing a good deed, but remember I am on my way to my job and i don't want to give them an excuse to fire my ass. I called work. Originally I planned to skip work because the way my day was turning but I remembered that I needed to be there in order to get all the work done and avoid more crap the next day. So I lost an hour taking care of my dad. Call my editor, told her the situation and she was cool about it. Then got there. Lo and behold, no Internet. I need the net to do part of my job so I copied the texts and audios that I needed to edit and helped out with the afternoon news show picking up the Internationals from the wire.
Work keeps my brain busy, and I needed that. Nevermind that I'm getting a feel for the place and I feel that I'm not liked in some quarters, but I don't give a flying fuck, really. As long as I'm doing my job and getting paid for it, the rest is just a bonus. I really don't have the time nor the stomach for the little dramas and cliques there. Then again, I'm not much of a people person. I really like my job, and the people issue I can live with.
Anyway, Vero got me a ride home and I worked on the material and it's past 3 am now so I'd better get some shuteye.
I am so sick of my family. I better save some money so I can get the fuck out. I know I sound selfish and terrible and there are lots of things I'm grateful for, but I need to get out of that environment and that house fast. I'm grateful for all the things mom and dad did for me and I love my little bro to death but I need breathing room and my own space. Now!
Lest I Forget Better Late Than Never Dept:
PR 92 USA 73
Yes, we fucking beat the Dream Team at the Olympics. Is that a smackdown or what? DEFENSE! and TEAMWORK. Two concepts the US Olympic Basketball team still has to work out.
:p
Shuteye. Now.
Worked out some kinks until 4 am then tossed and turned in bed with barely a wink of sleep until 10:33 am in which I gave up and woke up, feeling like shit. No one was home figured my sister took my dad to a medical appointment. Get showered, dressed, eat a hearty lunch, watch Springer and I'm off to the nearest ATM so I can get my money and go to work.
On my way there I find my dad.
On this heat.
By his lonesome.
On his way home.
My dad is a pretty old geezer and knows better than going out on this heat anywhere. God knows what might happen to him one of these days.
Turns out he went out to buy the paper and some meds. I asked him why the hell didn't he ask me to do it, but he being the lovely stubborn man that he is had to do it himself.
My stress levels went to the roof.
So I walked him home, fixed him lunch, lost an hour doing a good deed, but remember I am on my way to my job and i don't want to give them an excuse to fire my ass. I called work. Originally I planned to skip work because the way my day was turning but I remembered that I needed to be there in order to get all the work done and avoid more crap the next day. So I lost an hour taking care of my dad. Call my editor, told her the situation and she was cool about it. Then got there. Lo and behold, no Internet. I need the net to do part of my job so I copied the texts and audios that I needed to edit and helped out with the afternoon news show picking up the Internationals from the wire.
Work keeps my brain busy, and I needed that. Nevermind that I'm getting a feel for the place and I feel that I'm not liked in some quarters, but I don't give a flying fuck, really. As long as I'm doing my job and getting paid for it, the rest is just a bonus. I really don't have the time nor the stomach for the little dramas and cliques there. Then again, I'm not much of a people person. I really like my job, and the people issue I can live with.
Anyway, Vero got me a ride home and I worked on the material and it's past 3 am now so I'd better get some shuteye.
I am so sick of my family. I better save some money so I can get the fuck out. I know I sound selfish and terrible and there are lots of things I'm grateful for, but I need to get out of that environment and that house fast. I'm grateful for all the things mom and dad did for me and I love my little bro to death but I need breathing room and my own space. Now!
Lest I Forget Better Late Than Never Dept:
PR 92 USA 73
Yes, we fucking beat the Dream Team at the Olympics. Is that a smackdown or what? DEFENSE! and TEAMWORK. Two concepts the US Olympic Basketball team still has to work out.
:p
Shuteye. Now.
Friday I was too tired to go out.......zzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........
Saturday I took my day off the show and rehearsed with the lovely pupup punk rock ladies known as de pozzers. Actually, the plan was just to watch them rehearse and goof around and somehow I ended up playing bass and keys. It was fun to pick up the bass and play keys again, and the girls want me on board permanently, so I agreed. I mean, I had no choice *grin*. It was fun to hang out and watch them rehearse and play to their heart's content. Playing with them live should be a blast.
Sunday zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........and actually worked with the laptops and the desktop updating and yadda yadda yaddda.
Killing the hours until 3 am when the lovely trashmen come to make their early morning racket.
I must put a/c here.
Saturday I took my day off the show and rehearsed with the lovely pupup punk rock ladies known as de pozzers. Actually, the plan was just to watch them rehearse and goof around and somehow I ended up playing bass and keys. It was fun to pick up the bass and play keys again, and the girls want me on board permanently, so I agreed. I mean, I had no choice *grin*. It was fun to hang out and watch them rehearse and play to their heart's content. Playing with them live should be a blast.
Sunday zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........and actually worked with the laptops and the desktop updating and yadda yadda yaddda.
Killing the hours until 3 am when the lovely trashmen come to make their early morning racket.
I must put a/c here.
So the tide is turning to a lucky couple that found each other and I wish them the best. They deserve each other and I am very very happy that things are working out for them. Finally ze room is nice, clean and (sort of) organized. Things are happening at work and I only with my personal life was better. The heat down here is hellish, so all I crave right now is a bed, air conditioning and someone to have industrial quantities of sex and cuddling. Heh.
Watching "Gorky Park". I saw the movies and read the novel, along with "Polar Star" and "Havana" ages ago. I'm still drawn to Arkady Renko and his worldview. Martin Cruz Smith is a good writer. I guess I've had my Irina and lost her too. Funny enough, that's the name of my younger brother's wife.
Watching "Gorky Park". I saw the movies and read the novel, along with "Polar Star" and "Havana" ages ago. I'm still drawn to Arkady Renko and his worldview. Martin Cruz Smith is a good writer. I guess I've had my Irina and lost her too. Funny enough, that's the name of my younger brother's wife.
The Lair of the Crab of Ineffable Wisdom - a load of stuff by Joel Veitch that will probably crush your will to live
The Lair of the Crab of Ineffable Wisdom - a load of stuff by Joel Veitch that will probably crush your will to live
KITTIES AND ASSORTED CUTE ANIMALS GONE MAD! Best thing since TV Funhouse! GO GO GO!
KITTIES AND ASSORTED CUTE ANIMALS GONE MAD! Best thing since TV Funhouse! GO GO GO!
Christ! There are some things that I've been feeling. The thing is, I am actually afraid of writing about it because some of it is very familiar. The rest is something that is downright scary but I have to keep it to myself. I need some rest and solace. Damn!
My friend Carmelo Ruiz-Marrero is a year older today. Wish him the best and check out his blog
Yesterday we headed for Aibonito to check out a friend's computer, then for another cool show at the station, then to El Cojo for drinkydrinks and I left early with Vero, Julissa and Nady because I had a lot of stuff pending for today and we ate at Denny's. I love hanging out with the girls and outraging them with the things that come out of my mouth and brain. ;)
Yesterday we headed for Aibonito to check out a friend's computer, then for another cool show at the station, then to El Cojo for drinkydrinks and I left early with Vero, Julissa and Nady because I had a lot of stuff pending for today and we ate at Denny's. I love hanging out with the girls and outraging them with the things that come out of my mouth and brain. ;)
InfoWorld: Microsoft to expand cheap Windows offer: July 29, 2004: By : PLATFORMS
InfoWorld: Microsoft to expand cheap Windows offer: July 29, 2004: By : PLATFORMS
I think Mr. Bill is getting scared of losing his share of the pie.......
I think Mr. Bill is getting scared of losing his share of the pie.......
The New York Times > Technology > Circuits > What's Next: Fleeting Experience, Mirrored in Your Eyes
The New York Times > Technology > Circuits > What's Next: Fleeting Experience, Mirrored in Your Eyes
Check this out! Of course Big Brother is gonna subvert this one.
Check this out! Of course Big Brother is gonna subvert this one.
En una conversación que sostuve en el MSN con una amiga en la tarde, esta frase salió de su computadora:
Cada vez es más preocupante que existan personas como tú.
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Boquiabierto y perplejo. Ella lo dijo en broma pero la frase tiene su impacto.
Bubba Ho-tep, Ciudad de Dios y Helen Of Troy en el maratón peliculístico de anoche.
El cuarto ha sido recogido, hay espacio para caminar. Pero la cablería de las compus y el hub inalámbrico todavia es mucha, pero es parte del precio.
De nuevo al trabajo y a la rutina y sólo quiero dormir. Pronto.
Discutiendo los posibles usos de Pocky mientras Vero y yo comiamos clakbelgels en Burger King. Tripeando en ketchup, haciendo reir a Vero y ella muerta de la risa y yo por poco pierdo la chaveta muerto de la risa. Vero rules!
Cada vez es más preocupante que existan personas como tú.
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Boquiabierto y perplejo. Ella lo dijo en broma pero la frase tiene su impacto.
Bubba Ho-tep, Ciudad de Dios y Helen Of Troy en el maratón peliculístico de anoche.
El cuarto ha sido recogido, hay espacio para caminar. Pero la cablería de las compus y el hub inalámbrico todavia es mucha, pero es parte del precio.
De nuevo al trabajo y a la rutina y sólo quiero dormir. Pronto.
Discutiendo los posibles usos de Pocky mientras Vero y yo comiamos clakbelgels en Burger King. Tripeando en ketchup, haciendo reir a Vero y ella muerta de la risa y yo por poco pierdo la chaveta muerto de la risa. Vero rules!
Ok so I had a blast at the Sin Rumbo party last Friday. It was good, it was fun, and it was a much needed rest from the routine. Busy with work and taking care of my father.
I just want to get enough money to get the fuck out of that madhouse. I honestly can't stand my family anymore.
I just want to get enough money to get the fuck out of that madhouse. I honestly can't stand my family anymore.
Missing: kissing, touching, caressing, warmth, hugs, making someone smile and swoon, wink, playfulness, flirting, holding hands, dancing like mad dervishes, etc. etc. etc.
Just for the record.
Work is keeping me busy and keeping the bad thoughts at bay. Dad's doing better. Still, gotta keep an eye on him.
Just for the record.
Work is keeping me busy and keeping the bad thoughts at bay. Dad's doing better. Still, gotta keep an eye on him.
Workspot
Workspot
Whoah! Check this out. Try the demo from any java enabled browser. Make sure you have a decent connection. Verrrrry interesting.........
Whoah! Check this out. Try the demo from any java enabled browser. Make sure you have a decent connection. Verrrrry interesting.........
CNN.com - EC approves Sony-BMG music merger - Jul 20, 2004
CNN.com - EC approves Sony-BMG music merger - Jul 20, 2004 Not only the music "biz" is a whore and should be treated like one like Boiwie said, but right now it's as inbred as a West Virginia hilbilly town. So much for variety and diversity in the majors, eh?
Sleeping is my drug of choice
Sometimes I yearn for isolation
I yearn for numbness
I'm tired of feeling
I'm tired of living
Yet I soldier on
as I watch my dreams die
and I hold on to hope
and I wait in vain
for change
for love
for you
Sometimes I yearn for isolation
I yearn for numbness
I'm tired of feeling
I'm tired of living
Yet I soldier on
as I watch my dreams die
and I hold on to hope
and I wait in vain
for change
for love
for you
Long weekend and I wished I was partying, but I was taking care of my father. During the week he complained of chest pains and we took him to the hospital and his doctor for observation. Nevermind that the heat here is of hellish proportions. Anyway, given my work hours, I took care of him during the weekend so the rest of the family could have a little break. Eze had his birthday on Sunday and I couldnt go, but I wished him a very happy birthday and it seems the party went pretty well.
Finally got PCLinuxOS to recognize my PCMCIA card on ze old laptop so I installed it. Its nice to have variety as far as Linux is concerned. Reading a Linux book on my spare time to get familiar with console commands and whatnot.
Well, better take a shower now. I hate this goddamn heat and humidity.
Finally got PCLinuxOS to recognize my PCMCIA card on ze old laptop so I installed it. Its nice to have variety as far as Linux is concerned. Reading a Linux book on my spare time to get familiar with console commands and whatnot.
Well, better take a shower now. I hate this goddamn heat and humidity.
It feels like ages since I've written something here and it's not like I've run out of things to say, but rather I've been too good procastrinating on this. You know, take time to do this instead of wandering off to some weird mental zone, sleeping, going out, yadda yadda yadda.
Vero and las nenas are a very fucking funny bunch. Dirty old men like yours truly do learn a lot from punk rawk girls who are smart, funny, witty, cook a mean pasta, have a band and sometimes get into pupup girly mode. I enjoy their company very much.
I've got a new laptop! I've got a cheap new laptop! Did I say I've got a brand spanking cheap new laptop? I sure did! I am putting it through the paces, installed Linux on it (Knoppix rules! Hurray!), its got USB2 and a wireless 801g card in it so it works on my network and my peripherals without a hitch.
Speaking of Linux, tested Xandros Open Circulation Edition and for me it's a waste of time. PCLinuxOS fared much better and it's way freaking cooler, but lacks in the USB department. I'd rather stay with Knoppix. Recognizes my hardware and customizing it to my liking, doesn't take much time, provided youve got a broadband connection. Window managers of choice are definetely KDE and Fluxbox. Gnome is ok, but the interface is way too simple for me and despite having cool things like Evolution, Rhythmbox and Nautilus spatial navigation thingamajig, KDE has the look and the cool apps that make stick with it.
Drinking with the Frecuencias Alternas and the SIn Rumbo posse after the show and then early morning dining at Levi's rule. It takes its toll on thee pocket but it's worth it. Cheers fuckers!
Ministry's "Houses Of The Mole" rules so much it's not even funny. This one is the proper sequel to "Psalm 69". The assault is so fucking relentless and intense that would put many of those sissy so-called metal bands to fucking shame. This album and the latest batch from Killing Joke and Skinny Puppy are essential. Buy these now!
Arab Strap rule. Yeah I hear a lot of agreeing noises now that the hip and young things are discovering them, but regardless, they're brilliant and they should not be played when your mind is wandering closely to the morbid introspective part of your life. Nevertheless, brilliant.
Interpol's latest is entertaining, but would somebody tell them to stop ripping off Joy Division and the Chameleons? That is not a bad thing, but all these kids trying to live the 80's are not fun. The 80's had very interesting moments, given that I actually lived through them, but these kids today don't get it.
I've only heard the latest single of The Cure even though somebody got me their latest album. The song's interesting in an indie rawk kinda way, but I've got to listen to it a bit more. At least my greatest fear hasn't been played yet (they're produced by Ross Robinson so I was afraid they would sound kinda like numetal, you know?).
Finally got to hear Porcupine Tree courtesy of Pepe. Heard a few tunes and yes, they remind me a bit of Yes but their sound is much up to date. They have parts that actually rawk. Lyrics are funny and very good. I can see why Pepe and others like them. Got to listen some more to have a good opinion of them.
I want to make music. I want to find the time. I want to find the will I will find them.
Job-wise, I'm still on my baby steps, but willing to learn, willing to work. I like my job and I'd like to keep it. Few places make me feel as comfortable as the station. I discovered that what I like doing is production work. I like doing interviews and writing, but only what I really care about. Nevertheless, doing production work keeps me busy, focused and makes me feel wanted and part of the team
Yeah, I'm sleepless, restless and in need of a good shag, but I'm not that desperate in the last part. People are still crawling out of the woodwork and sometimes it's not even funny. Another ex from the past comes forward, talks to me, finds me attractive, maybe shaggable, but I'm not interested, thank you. I find out that a former acquaintance will be driving a tank in Afghanistan real soon, courtesy of Uncle Sam. We didn't part in the friendliest of terms since he ripped off quite a bunch of people, but I hope he's careful out there. Someone who I haven't seen or heard in ages left a message through his wife in my answering machine. That was........erm........interesting. I should call back, but my phone is dead, so I'll holler back when I get around to it.
Me Dad was kinda sick yesterday. He's 82 and he rawks. I wished my Mom would take better care of him, but then again, that's my bloody family. Love them to bits, but currently can't fucking stand living under the same room as them. I should get my own digs, but somehow he's the glue that keeps me there for now.
Got a really nasty blister last weekend the size of a quarter in my leg. I have to get back into my meds now that I've got a job. Gotta take care of myself a bit better.
Enough of me, let's check out what everyone else is blogging. Out.
Vero and las nenas are a very fucking funny bunch. Dirty old men like yours truly do learn a lot from punk rawk girls who are smart, funny, witty, cook a mean pasta, have a band and sometimes get into pupup girly mode. I enjoy their company very much.
I've got a new laptop! I've got a cheap new laptop! Did I say I've got a brand spanking cheap new laptop? I sure did! I am putting it through the paces, installed Linux on it (Knoppix rules! Hurray!), its got USB2 and a wireless 801g card in it so it works on my network and my peripherals without a hitch.
Speaking of Linux, tested Xandros Open Circulation Edition and for me it's a waste of time. PCLinuxOS fared much better and it's way freaking cooler, but lacks in the USB department. I'd rather stay with Knoppix. Recognizes my hardware and customizing it to my liking, doesn't take much time, provided youve got a broadband connection. Window managers of choice are definetely KDE and Fluxbox. Gnome is ok, but the interface is way too simple for me and despite having cool things like Evolution, Rhythmbox and Nautilus spatial navigation thingamajig, KDE has the look and the cool apps that make stick with it.
Drinking with the Frecuencias Alternas and the SIn Rumbo posse after the show and then early morning dining at Levi's rule. It takes its toll on thee pocket but it's worth it. Cheers fuckers!
Ministry's "Houses Of The Mole" rules so much it's not even funny. This one is the proper sequel to "Psalm 69". The assault is so fucking relentless and intense that would put many of those sissy so-called metal bands to fucking shame. This album and the latest batch from Killing Joke and Skinny Puppy are essential. Buy these now!
Arab Strap rule. Yeah I hear a lot of agreeing noises now that the hip and young things are discovering them, but regardless, they're brilliant and they should not be played when your mind is wandering closely to the morbid introspective part of your life. Nevertheless, brilliant.
Interpol's latest is entertaining, but would somebody tell them to stop ripping off Joy Division and the Chameleons? That is not a bad thing, but all these kids trying to live the 80's are not fun. The 80's had very interesting moments, given that I actually lived through them, but these kids today don't get it.
I've only heard the latest single of The Cure even though somebody got me their latest album. The song's interesting in an indie rawk kinda way, but I've got to listen to it a bit more. At least my greatest fear hasn't been played yet (they're produced by Ross Robinson so I was afraid they would sound kinda like numetal, you know?).
Finally got to hear Porcupine Tree courtesy of Pepe. Heard a few tunes and yes, they remind me a bit of Yes but their sound is much up to date. They have parts that actually rawk. Lyrics are funny and very good. I can see why Pepe and others like them. Got to listen some more to have a good opinion of them.
I want to make music. I want to find the time. I want to find the will I will find them.
Job-wise, I'm still on my baby steps, but willing to learn, willing to work. I like my job and I'd like to keep it. Few places make me feel as comfortable as the station. I discovered that what I like doing is production work. I like doing interviews and writing, but only what I really care about. Nevertheless, doing production work keeps me busy, focused and makes me feel wanted and part of the team
Yeah, I'm sleepless, restless and in need of a good shag, but I'm not that desperate in the last part. People are still crawling out of the woodwork and sometimes it's not even funny. Another ex from the past comes forward, talks to me, finds me attractive, maybe shaggable, but I'm not interested, thank you. I find out that a former acquaintance will be driving a tank in Afghanistan real soon, courtesy of Uncle Sam. We didn't part in the friendliest of terms since he ripped off quite a bunch of people, but I hope he's careful out there. Someone who I haven't seen or heard in ages left a message through his wife in my answering machine. That was........erm........interesting. I should call back, but my phone is dead, so I'll holler back when I get around to it.
Me Dad was kinda sick yesterday. He's 82 and he rawks. I wished my Mom would take better care of him, but then again, that's my bloody family. Love them to bits, but currently can't fucking stand living under the same room as them. I should get my own digs, but somehow he's the glue that keeps me there for now.
Got a really nasty blister last weekend the size of a quarter in my leg. I have to get back into my meds now that I've got a job. Gotta take care of myself a bit better.
Enough of me, let's check out what everyone else is blogging. Out.
Very busy at work and in life, so sorry for the lack of proper posts. I bought a new laptop and I'm putting it through the wringer to make sure this one's right for moi. Some people are coming back to my life and it feels like it's 1993 again. Life's a spiral indeed. I think I am gonna take a sabbatical to work on music and get something good going. Meanwhile, I got a lot of work to do at home, do my wash, and go to Da Pozzers rehearsal. Or else.
Digital Spy - Ten-disc 'Matrix' DVD boxset planned
Digital Spy - Ten-disc 'Matrix' DVD boxset planned
The Wachowski's latest attempt to milk The Matrix cow. Are they flogging a dead horse?
The Wachowski's latest attempt to milk The Matrix cow. Are they flogging a dead horse?
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