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2005-11-09T19:19:00.001-03:00

The News

I'm perplex of how this and this has made me chuckle.

On some other news, inflation is raising like a monkey and shitting like a bunny. So there, there is my economical overview people. Next time someone asks me what's going on, I'll just say that.

Since last time I wrote, nothing happened except that one day I woke up and I was unable to open my eyes. I'd developed a devil allergy. Me the person who never has anything can you believe it? I know, the question was what could have started it?
I only had cooked the day before for like the first time ever. So logically, I'm afraid, I'm allergic to ovens or oil or onions.

The twisted sickness turned my face into one matching some monster that would only come to surface on a lake. My eyes looked like somebody had kicked the hell out of me over night and then burned me out in hot oil.

Funny how, the day I couldn't open an eye happened to be the day I needed to present myself on that important exam I had studied for like a month. I did everything a desperate soul would do. I put wet cottons with tea on both of my eyes for hours till I had a flash back and saw myself drinking tea the day before. Could it be this new brand of tea, this tea I have cottons wetting my eyes as we speak?
I carefully liberated my eyes from those cottons containing the cause of my allergy immediately, crying for there was no way out of this one. There was not going back on time, there was not stopping it either. I was forced to put make up on the irritated red wounds, amazingly shocking both eyes turned out to be a disaster. Like you can hide a deformed crane with make up. I was loosing by knockout.

Sunglasses were my only last hope to make it to my university. I needed to take a train and two subways without staring at anyone on my way, could not engage in any conversation what so ever. That was my task. God only knows how much I talked to him.

To make the story short, I wrote the entire exam with sunglasses on (I was the only one can u believe that?). The professor asked for my id at some point while I was filling my test, I didn't look up at all I swear. Had he pronounced the words glasses off I bet I would have provoked several strokes. I still had nightmares about it. In one dream I screamed loudly in front of two thousands students it's very contagious! and run out.

Anyhow, back into the classroom. Meanwhile the whole thing, you could listen windows collapsing to each other because of all the heavy winds, yes a storm was approaching. And through my dark glasses, across the windows I looked outside in ode how it started to rain. Yet I wasn't going to take anything off despite my sanity being in jeopardy. I showed my id with them and I stood up to give my pages back, filled with only one poor opened eye, with pried.

Nobody mention it days later, probably because I got the hideous haircut ever and they still can assimilate everything at once.

Download

2005-10-23T19:52:00.000-03:00

Amazing Look

Here's a great link for those of you who would like your PC to look like a Mac. Some may think that this idea is just moronic, why don't we buy a Mac instead?, well there are a lot of reasons I won't loose my time mentioning. I happen to love Win/xp but the look is missing something so I decided to changed it, if that is selling out so be it.

First you'll need to download this program TGT soft. Later you can search whatever look you want here or here (which I recommend). Enjoy!

2005-08-28T11:17:00.000-03:00

My Sister's Cat about to get her insides taken away

2005-08-21T17:29:00.000-03:00

This is where we have come Yahoo

I thought you wanted us, never thought you wanted to kill us with bad taste.

2005-08-13T12:57:00.000-03:00

IMPORTANT UPDATE

I just ate an expired yoghurt. And it did taste bad. Read first. Read first. But, serioulsly now, not that THAT wasn't true. Life is always trying to bring me back to the past*. Sometimes I fall**, sometimes I'm strong enough to stand back up. Yesterday, I undestood how over you can be. I'd never gotten to that point where you say "Shit I'm so over this or that!". Now I know. It feels great to archive*** things, things I AM SO OVER!!. Thank You God, it's been a journey with that melancholic sad feeling and now the torture is gone.
I won't regret it, I'll just stare different stuffs now for a change.

*Example: The Yoghurt.
**I'm writting here see.
***I don't want to delete anything, have you seen Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? it's great.

2005-06-12T10:29:00.000-03:00

I'd like to say

I was reading this web page and they say in Argentina only the 3% of population is poor. Open up your eyes, and go to the correct statistics please.

Under the line of poverty (people in Argentina): 40,2%
Under the line of indigency (people in Argentina): 15.0 %

Indec.

2005-06-07T12:42:00.000-03:00

At the Dr.'s Office

I want to talk a little about those tables/beds they make you lay down on. The germs that thing can have are unknown to scientists I'm for sure. If you want a quick death all you have to do is lick those green sheets and your brain will basically shut down. Now if you are one of those complicated persons who prefer a slowly and painfully passing away, just lay on that bed for five minutes and your body will start to metamorphose into a mosquito, mosquitos only live three days.

I placed my butt on the edge of the patient's bed or table but I miscalculated the distance to the edge and where the legs of the table were. Or maybe how much I weight. I forgot to derivate or something.
Anyway, it felt like I was in one of those cartoons where one puts a wood table over a cun, with some weight in one extreme and the other edge goes to the roof waiting for someone to jump on. Except that in my case no one jumped and I almost killed myself when the other edge of the bed came up higher and higher. All in front of the specialist who treats physical traumatics. Yeah that's right, no mental traumatics.

2005-05-30T22:59:00.000-03:00

At the bank

I am able to see the proper way of wealth distribution in my country. People who are in a parallel line from mine, are cashing their government checks. $150 for unemployment payment, one check for each person of a couple.
I see they are wearing the latest Adidas models while I'm wearing my five year old Reebok's while paying my bills in the fool's line over here. I take a look at my wallet and realize that in deed this money is going right there into the other line. Nice moment. Self realization. Why don't I just cross over and hand them my money, what the hell my entire wallet, and we can both save a line trip? After that. I'll salute them and applaud them for minutes creating a massing line of fools admiring the other fashionable season matching line.

2005-05-18T10:29:00.000-03:00

At the market

I see a neighbor my mother's age who sometimes greets me, sometimes turns her head away from mine. I've never known how to deal with that. I always want to go, turn their body facing my way and scream in their faces HELLO, SEE ME! YES IT'S ME THE PERSON YOU SOMETIMES GREET SOMETIMES YOU DON'T. PUT YOUR SHIT TOGETHER ALREADY YOU'RE DRIVING ME INSANE.

But do I do it, no. I can't, I just can't.

Yesterday was not a good day for those who encouraged to go out and suddendly came across my way. This time I will not feel like a muppet I said to myself. Today is the day I am reaffirming my purposely presence right here on this earth.

Let me tell you something, this people can radar something is not going as usual, I could see a little shiver. Like, what is she doing? This is new.Still not looking directly. They never do. Maybe a glimpse you have to psychologically understand. What kind of day will this be?

So I walked next to her and said HELLO, How are you doing? (note: I did not make an ironical voice). She turned, guess how, surprised.

N: Oh hi!
B: Hi
N: I'm fine you?
B: Same as always. Ok.
N: Your family?
B: They are all doing just fine, mom with high pressure but doctors say it'll all be fine.
N: Are you the one who studies medicine?
B: ..No, I'm Barbara.
N: So you are not you?
B: Oh yes, I am myself.
N: No you are not you you.
B: I'm pretty sure I am me.
N: No No, you're not you, you.
B: I am not my sister if that's what you mean.
N: You're not you then.
B: Ok, I'm not me.
N: Greetings to your family and your mom.
B: ok, same there, cya.

and?, beat it for a standing ovation to my reinforcement here on this planet. It took me five hours to physiologically recover my actual height back and be able to reach the higher shelves.

2005-05-17T17:31:00.000-03:00

This was my best shot

You can try it here.

2005-05-12T19:46:00.000-03:00

Links

Bruce Springsteen is back.

A new group for a change, Amaral.

Picture

Picture: Green Light

2005-05-09T20:06:00.000-03:00

Green Light

05-05-05 Picture

2005-05-05T09:45:00.000-03:00

05-05-05

The most contaminated river in the world

Riachuelo, Río de la Plata, Buenos Aires 2005.

My Father Is Going To Kill Me

2005-04-29T17:04:00.000-03:00

My Father Is Going To Kill Me, Slowly.

I am not one of those persons who fill every single form for give away things. However, today I was feeling not to much myself. Yesterday I had taken my grandmother to the hairdresser salon, and while she was getting her hair cut, I read a magazine. I learnt who had a new illegitimate son and such, came near vomiting from the gossip stories from that expensive piece of crap people buy. But I did read one very astute marketing advertisement which was posted in every single page of the mag. I mean there is no greater way to get to a reader than posting the same thing over and over again. Underestimating us readers, I don't THINK SO. My deodorant's company was giving away digital cameras and trips to China. Who want's to go to China? Not me. We are talking here of a possibly free Digital Camera, for FREE. I could have a new camera. It has to be mine, I want to adopt it.

Today I went inside rexona.com.ar and filled the form. With my father's name on it. Because I have no luck what so ever. After that, I read the instructions. Yes. In that particular order. It suddenly came to my notice that one of the requirements said ONLY WOMEN. And of course it made sense, I only use women deodorant. That could only meant that I had sent my good father's name to an only woman contest. Ooopsy. Can you imagine if they come across somehow with a man's name? What will they think?

My God, I am so stupid. Nevertheless, I can't wait for my dad to get a call letting him know that he has won an only women contest because of his deodorant, that it is too sad he isn't a woman, and that China will have to wait. Now I deserve that camera people. I could take my father's face picture while getting asked unpronounceable questions and win a Nobel.

Picture: Blury People

2005-04-19T00:17:00.000-03:00

Blury People

Rolling

Rolling 2

Math

2005-04-18T13:24:00.000-03:00

Math

First I don't know what the hell I did to my comments link so I posted another one under the letter "c" at the bottom of each post for no one to use.

Second, what is up with that U2 lyric: uno, dos, tres...catorce?. Catorce my ass.

And third, math and I have a hate and love relationship. I love her, she hates me. Anyway, today I was writing a Sum that lasted 3 pages and then I saw this picture online and thought about how wrong for writing on a wall, yet fantastic and focused, some folks are out there. I can't not describe how many napkins I have written equations on..but that added graphic, he/she was TOTALLY into it.

Picture by J. Holmes.

Picture: Autumn

2005-04-16T23:14:00.000-03:00

Autumn comes with pictures

A plant that is trying to say something in chinesse

No parking/ Grandma's boy

People walking

Last Tuesday

2005-04-15T10:00:00.000-03:00

Last Tuesday

This >>post<< made me remember something that happened to me that I forgot to write about.

Last Tuesday I got to UBA 15 minutes earlier to my seven pm class. So instead of walking into the building I decided to cross the street and sit for ten minutes on the green grass of the park. This park is always surrounded by people, dogs, children, etc.. But last Tuesday you could feel nothing from the cold, it was freezing, no one was there. But I wanted to finish reading the last five pages of my economy class book in peace and silence. Once I got to the center of the park, I sat on the edge of a walker's road that was 22 feet tall, on the grass. I used my backpack as a table, put my glasses on, started reading and lining the important. Or at least what I thought at that time was important.

When I got to the third page, I heard a noise. I watched up and I saw this 25-30 old guy staring at me with his, almost opened, green eyes breathing 5 inches away from me. There was no one else around. I frozzed. Even more. I didn't know what to do. I did see that he was a drug addict in final stages though. He said "I want some money. Would you give me some money?". I didn't know what to do. I was amazingly calm because I didn't care if he killed me really. I don't give a shit anymore. But I replied, "you know, I come here to this university (I pointed my building across the street out) with nothing but a few change in my pockets, I am broke". I heard myself at that moment and I felt horrible. Not because I lied, really I didn't, I am broke. I think at that time I had $10 on. The thing is that if I found myself in the position of only having $1, I should have given it to someone poorer than me. But this case was different. He was a drug addict. I didn't want him to go kill himself.

He continued telling me that he understood (placed his hand on my back), explained how awful this economic crisis was and said that he was a veteran. I didn't want to argue, but come on he was like 5 when Argentina fought for the very last time against England. I said that I was sorry, but I couldn't talk because I had an exam in like five minutes. That was a lie. I didn't know how he could react so I didn't do anything about his hand. He said he thought I was a good person because no one ever smiled at him when he talked, and I said nothing back. He said some of his friends meet I don't know where and that I was invited. He finally exclaimed walking away "You just think you CAN, and you are going to see how you CAN" referring about my exam. A phrase I think he has been told over and over by people on rehab, and obviously it didn't help him, but he believed in it somehow. I replied, "same to you too". And that was it.

It's Raining Since Yesterday

2005-04-14T19:08:00.000-03:00

It's Raining Since Yesterday

Movie and Silence

2005-04-12T09:38:00.000-03:00

Movie and Silence

Is there anything better than watching a movie late at night in bed, after you have ended a day filled with duties, headaches and few carbs? Well, let me tell you, for me it stands right up there next to one of those precious moments, like extremely silent places, silent warm showers, silent readings, etc. I like silence yes. Have you ever driven alone without music with your windows shut from the cold? It feels magical to me, velocity and silence twisted together. I am not the greater company while driving, because, no matter what distance, I have a pretty bad record of two words per 100miles. Yet, I am a shower singer.

But it's amazing what you can learn from people when you keep silence in the room. Tic tac you have passed from awkward to paranoia. Or you have passed from awkward to talking again. Those moments seem to last forever. I am not saying people shouldn't talk nor that I choose when to shut up, because only God knows I never get it right. I'm talking about what happens when you push someone else's limit. Why would I want to push someone else's limit? That's what I wanna know too.

Silence can be boring, I have started a lot of conversations over my lifetime and why is it always seem to be me the one who starts one. I bet everyone feels the same damn thing. Why is it always me me ME!?

I sometimes can not help but laugh when I find myself again in the same situation with no exits visible. Standing next to someone who refuses to start saying something interesting or uninteresting it really doesn't matter. My head screams Just say something!. Is she going to say something Now?..now? now now NOW?. But I am proud enough not to give up my fight. Because if you do it one more time you'll always feel like you have lost part of that useless proud of yours and another letter of your name. So WHAT TO DO?!

The weather comment is a classic isn't it?, it's what "I can not handle it anymore" people use to calm the freaking out in their heads. How can you not like those people? if they are only trying to say I know we don't have nothing to talk about, but we can imagine stuff and discuss them. I like them.

I know I am no one to be analyzing anyone. But what else can I do if not have fun in my head in a moment which seems to last forever?. Silence can be a pretty nice thing during specific moments. But when you put two or more people together silence transforms and devaluates.

Anyway, I was going to talk about a movie. Last night I watched WIT, it was amazing. I think I even cried. I never cry. If you can, watch it.

ps. All of this silence talk was because I was too amazed of how silent the place was while watching the movie I wanted to talk about. Was.

Picture: What A Day

2005-04-09T19:11:00.000-03:00

What A Day

The subway I always take wasn't working when I got to my station. I was forced to think. I designed another self transportation way to get to UBA in my head, and then, then I put my plan on march.

MY PLAN:

Step 1. Take another subway line.
Step 2. Get out at the neutral station where every line meets.
Step 3. Grab a bus instead from there.

MY PLAN'S PROBLEMS:

Step 1's problem. None. Of course.
Step 2's problem. I didn't know that in that new subway line the name of the neutral station was different than the one I knew, the one that I always pass through with my other old line. So I didn't step out of the subway at that station. Kept going. (In my head wondering why haven't we gotten yet to that place if it was only one stop away and we had stopped four times already.)
Step 3's problem. I ended up at the Congress Square, a place where I knew no buses.

So knowing better this time my head told me to just grab the same subway line again, pay for another ticket and I headed back. I got to walk out of the subway at the neutral renamed line and by the time I got there my old line was working fine. Which meant that If only I would have stayed there waiting for it to start working I could have saved that extra ticket I bought when I had to turn back.
When I got to UBA this girl said to me, why didn't you read the signs?. Obviously I thought I was to of an expert in my head. I couldn't share that. I just replied "that new line has mirrors the size of windows". Which it had.

Take a look of today's sky..

My English S.U.C.K.S.

2005-04-06T22:07:00.000-03:00

My English S.U.C.K.S.

I was reading some of my old posts. Wow. Oh Lord. If someone ever reads this, please know that I know the difference between "mine and yours", "this and these", "were and where", "can't not" well I use this to emphasize, I do know that an ophthalmologist is a doctor so NO, I can not write the phrase I just came back from my ophthalmologist appointment, because that sounds very um yakening. Please also know that I know that yakening is not a word. That I always write "ain't" not because I know what the hell it means, instead because I think it sounds classy. The word know (which seems to come out way to often), too or to, I was or I were (what the hell is up with that?!) are mistakes I fully know I do, I just get to know it a little too late, when I don't give a fucking ass about changing old posts to correct mistakes. On the other hand, please note that I didn't misspell other words just as fucking ass. Advise, always know the basics.

So my English sucks. Big deal. I wanted to apologize now instead of going back to correct the profanities I wrote, the words I have misspelled and surely can't pronounce without laughing afterwards.

Shakespeare

2005-04-01T15:04:00.000-03:00

Shakespeare

When we are born, we cry, that we are come
To this great
stage of fools.

William Shakespeare
Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)

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I Can't Stop Listening To Anything Else

2005-03-30T18:14:00.000-03:00

I Can't Stop Listening To Anything Else

Two songs I would love to put a link to, but I just can't find one.

1. Tonic, Mean To Me.
2. Yo la tengo, My little corner of the world.

Stupid Post

2005-03-28T18:45:00.001-03:00

Stupid Post

The other day I had an awakening moment. I was waiting for my copies at a, guess where, yeah a copy shop, and the place was completely empty. No distraction what so ever, and 15 minutes to wait. I could not look to no one else but those boys coping and coping, that flashing light made me dumber each time another white page was placed in and taken out.

So when I was not longer able to stare one more time to that light I decided, what the hell, to check the store out. There I was, watching every single pen they had on sell as I started analyzing why on earth would someone buy a two way pencil. In one point the color red, in the other blue. Like one of each color would take lots of time to swich in between. As I was secretly mocking about all the stupid stuff I would totally like to have, and wondering what kind of person could be SO busy to buy/need that stuff, this lady came into the store. One of the guys asked what she wanted and guess what she pointed out, THAT FREAKING BICOLOR PENCIL, not a pen, she just needed/bought a red-blue PENCIL. No copies. Nothing. Else.

I know nothing about people.

Economy Post, don't say I didn't warn you

2005-03-20T23:15:00.000-03:00

Economy Post, don't say I didn't warn you

Last Friday I went to an economy class which explained how the FED really can't directly set the rates. Which makes completely sense. If they did, no one would worry about different expectations about that variable. A phrase that made me laugh was "Economists will explain tomorrow why all of what they predicted today wasn't accurated." It really covers it all areas. Rates included. Main thing because of something it is totally unpredictable, which is human behavior to different factors. I'm studying economy too and I say economists should also study psychology in some sort of way.

Something to read

Do You Know I bleed?

2005-03-17T11:17:00.000-03:00

Do You Know I bleed?

I know that everytime you get to that point where you say, ok, I think I can deal with things this new way, you get shot. Grief, pain, this feeling of emptiness and disillusion becomes part of reality one more time. And it wasn't really to far away that last time you felt that way. Every single time it hurts a little more, like it's there to try to knock you down and win this fight. A fight with no breaks, a fight where you don't have arms, you just get a punch after another.

A Lady Always Knows When To Leave

2005-03-16T14:44:00.000-03:00

A Lady Always Knows When To Leave

She wasn't ill. She ate twice the day before. Ran like crazy. Shacked her tail till the last minute I saw her. But she just didn't wake up yesterday morning to come running towards the sound of her name. I can not describe how this hurts. Eleven years old.

We All Have A Corny Day

2005-03-13T17:00:00.000-03:00

We All Have A Corny Day

That day when we listen to corny music, say corny sentences, we smile to everyone, we wear corny shirts, give corny looks, we take the longest breaths, exhale them like we just smelled a thousand roses, we eat cornmeal, I mean eat corny food (what do you think pies are for?), we don't think what's wrong with us, we try some new perfume, we hate it, we see the world with different eyes and wonder.

Today I'm living one of those days. And I don't know why or how, but it is beautiful.

Listening: "Baby Don't You Break My Heart Slow" by Vonda Shepard

A Day With My Grandma Who Refuses To Leave The City

2005-03-10T19:50:00.000-03:00

A Day With My Grandma Who Refuses To Leave The City

I'm going two nights a week to sleep over my grandma's place because she is, well, very alone and fears someone may break into her apartment. So she needs someone else there to be able to sleep at night.

Yesterday morning we went to pay some bills to a bank and then we walked some more to the market, by that time, heading back, I needed oxygen. The woman walked over 30 blocks and dare to say to me, you too tired to go to pick up my medicine with me?. My big opened eyes said it all.

After I organized all her bills into new folders and had lunch, we went to the pharmacy. Umm, 20 more blocks across a city that had tons of cups waiting for a manifestation, I wish I had taken my camera. It's insane the amount of tourists here in Buenos Aires.

Anyway..

As we were coming back and I was heading to the subway to leave, we ran into a woman that, I just didn't notice on time, was holding on her chest 5 snakes. I was just two inches from one's head when I noticed the woman. I pushed my grandma to the right in horror. Grandma felt on the floor. No, not really. She just started laughing and told me Girl* ya know they are fake don't ya?. I was way not breathing anymore to understand. I swear. My grandma went on saying, She is selling them!. I was like, I know I know (insert hysterical fearful laugh here), did you think I thought a weird lady was just holding snakes in plain street for no reason at all?, no not me. And like that, I obviously didn't save the embarrassing moment, which will be used on an unsuspected moment in time to come bite me in the arm.

Even after KNOWING they were artificial I couldn't stare at them. Now, I want to buy one and scare the crap out of people like me. If only I could find that weird walking lady merchandising fake plastic snakes.

*My family vs. Recognizing who I am, that's another blog therapy session I'll probably write down another time.

Something to read

2005-03-08T00:00:00.000-03:00

Something to read

The internet is a fascinating place to get useless information. And I'm here to spread it.

>>Hermaphrodite Frogs *

>>"..it appears that the risk of bleeding caused by the aspirin may be greater than the potential benefit."

*I can't wait for you to get to the last part.

Going Digital

2005-03-07T15:30:00.000-03:00

Going Digital

You know how digital cameras are great because you don't longer have to go to the mall and spend time guessing how great the pictures are going to turn out. Is it just me or does it always seem like when you finally get to know how they really turned out, you have spent twenty something for just five nice shots and you feel like, did someone else touch the camera when I wasn't looking and took these pictures cause I couldn't have, possibly, done something like this. Well with digital you don't pay for something you didn't know you didn't want. You don't leave hints about how awful photographer you can be. Erase, erase, erase. Plus you can be nice with people and erase before they see the jokes of life.

On the other hand, people with digital cameras should be organized and have time to spend 5 minutes to copy all their pictures folders into a cd, just before their computer collapses and destroys all the memories*. Digital is not for everyone, or at least not for somebody with a obnoxious and resentful computer who refuses to come back to life.

*All. Don't read the rest just burn cds.

Quick Update

2005-03-05T22:59:00.000-03:00

Quick Update

I have been having terrible days which were completed by including awful headaches and the summer flu. So, as my nose seems to have taken a life of it's own, I just feel like going to bed.
Today it is my Aunt's Birthday and I called her to wish her a good one and she said I was expecting to see ya, in that so you didn't come to seeee meee, you son of a.. tone, and all I could reply was I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I wish I could tell people, I too, have problems. But I just can't. That's why I post about it on the world wide web, I feel like my secret is safe here.

Norton Hates Me

2005-02-25T21:12:00.000-03:00

Norton Hates Me

As I am listening to the majority report now again after days without the beautiful power of cable internet connection, because my computer decided she hated me and cruelly collapsed during one lonely night I let her by herself, I can be back online.

I don't know if you know this but every few months computers get their pms if their are female, and if your computer is always doing stupid things, screwing you and doesn't wanna take care of the mess, well guess no more you've got yourself a male pc. Good luck.

Mine is a girl. Girls are crazy/depressed sometimes, and right now is the time mine needs prozac. I don't know if it was something I did, I'm rather pessimistic about that really. Lets face it. The bitch is nuts. Why on earth would she want to erase EVERYTHING we had.

I don't know how to fix a pc. At all. All I can do is scan the disks, dust the monitor, and erase the cookies (which I don't understand the point of doing so, why wouldn't someone want to have cookies?, but apparently engineers say PCs have to be on Atkins and engineers are doctors since the eighties)

I screamed. She screamed back. She always wins. So she is still offended and doesn't want to turn on anymore. To which I replied "Ok you soulless bitch" and after that I completely regret it because we all know how the scissors man had a heart and I was supposed to be her Wynnona. And she had been so great to me that I'm starting to miss her.

Despite of that, I am not online in my pc of course. I am officially cheating on her.

I Am George Constanza

2005-02-17T18:41:00.000-03:00

I Am George Constanza

Today, I went to buy myself eye-glasses. The girl that showed me one by one the ones they had was really nice, but I hate to shop around and spend time doing that activity. So it took me less than ten minutes to choose a pair and leave the optic store. Now, of course, I completely regret what I chose. I don't feel like going back to grab them when they are ready.

I know that anything that looks like Gold doesn't look nice on someone with dark brown hair. But I heard a voice in my head that insisted and I followed it. Picked quickly because I so much hated the situation, the awful mirror with the wacky reflection of every try, that not only did I picked some gold ones but also they are shiny as hell. Not my personality at all, yet that voice sounded so familiar.

I have a pathethic issue, yes, and my name is Barbara. It basically annoys me a lot, and if it bothers me then it probably gets to somebody else's nerve as well, not that I'm so important to bother anyone, but what are the chances that I didn't already bother you really. So ergo.
Anyway, the thing is that I always tend to say I hate things, I hate this and that yadda yadda. It annoys me because I also hate to hate things too you see. It comes to kick me right back in the ass, my damn issue. And that is walking in plain George Constanza's territory.

For example, George gets help from someone everytime he's got a problem but always tries to build a new plan around an idea that it's the opposite from right. That's why later he understands that he's instincts suck and chooses to stick to the opposite, that way he gets a job with the New York Yankees.

See, I have bad instincts too. I take bad choices. Gold is awful yet I chose it.
My road is always full of cracks and I always flat a wheal. Didn't bother to learn how to change one and don't have a cellphone. Why? Because I hate them. So hating things is bad when you get stucked. Takes you deeper into the mud. And I am a girl. I like clean stuff. That's why I wanna change. My sister said a smart thing to me, lucky people aren't really lucky it's all in their positive state of mind. I want to follow that religion from now on.

No more thinking about how much I hate this and that. I'll just focus on what I love about this world instead. I'll stick to the opposite. Maybe that's my answer. I'll see the world with gold glasses.

It sucked

2005-02-14T17:23:00.000-03:00

It sucked

I'm on a rush, but the doctor said leave my office two seconds after I sat on that awful chair because everything was fine to him. I, of course, had to recomend to get me a plake just in case, and yes, I know better.
What is it about doctors marring doctors? Is it somewhere written on the diploma they get? "you shall not marry a non doctor human specimen".

Wisdom Teeth My Ass

2005-02-12T15:25:00.000-03:00

Wisdom Teeth My Ass

They say that new generations don't grow this teeth anymore. It's not that scientists change our DNA information, they say that it's pure evolution of our race.

I have an appointment to the dentist this next Monday because I can feel a new teeth surfacing near my ear. WHAT THE FUCK?. And here I was thinking that I was SO evoluted when the little sharpy edge of wisdom broke through my gums into my denture. I hate my generation.

It is my guess that probably the whole human race have wondered some-when why on earth would someone send a piece of meat far down there your mouth to chew.
And they are FOUR. All those years I've spent to place my teeth in the proper place to have this fuckers come in and make a party inside there. OH no, NO OH!

In one hand I know I'm being smart by going when the four useless demons haven't appeared fully yet, I can't see them but I can feel them. But in the other hand, however, I've searched on those ask a question websites what it is coming as a solution, take a look:

What is involved in the extraction procedure?

Wisdom tooth extraction surgery involves removing the gum tissue that presides over the tooth, gently detaching the connective tissue between the tooth and the bone, removing the tooth, and suturing the opening in the gumline.

FOUR TIMES. Why God? WHY? I thought women had had their punishment already, YOU BITE!

What To Do

2005-02-07T14:31:00.000-03:00

What To Do

I always log in to the internet to read, everyday, every single day. It's an addiction I know I have and like. But is it a bad one? Are all addictions bad?

Well of course all extremes are bad, if there is something for me to teach someone on this planet is to never place both of their eyes to the same direction as hard as that may sound. Nothing goods comes with it. Being close minded is something that will take you not to far away. Perspective, that's good. Okay, having perspective it's easier, erase the don't focus your eyes to the same direction comment from your neurons please (cause God only knows how hard that can be, plus we don't want permanent damages, we still want to look good). I say, always climb higher to take a look of situations. No, do not get high, just climb higher you punk. Well, whatever, whatever works. Just open your head, and if got higher but still you haven't reached the goal, scream my name and I'll come running to you and I can give you a push, that way, you'll crack you head open after I make you fly and fall.

I like lots of things with my cup of black no sugar coffee, but I have an order stipulated in my head, I don't know when I created that order but it is there. It's the kind that I don't have to stick to it no matter what, but why not?.
First I'll catch up with a board I'm getting a little tired of, then I check a few blogs because as a matter of fact I do enjoy reading about other people's lifes, it takes any stress I collect in my dreams away, just to see pictures from places far away that I don't know and the internet gives me the privilege to do so, and then I just write if I want to. I also come across the NYT for free, I mean how great is that.

So maybe this page has a little a bit of my life, but I also like to post things I find on the internet that I enjoy, and here is one article I found while picking which title I liked the best from all of that newspaper to open and read. Yeah that's right, I don't read it all. I pick basis on titles. The artificiality of it.

>>Marking Down Bin Laden- Thomas L. Friedman

Some Things You'll Never Forget

2005-02-05T19:04:00.000-03:00

Some Things You'll Never Forget

This last couples of weeks I've been getting awful phrases as I walk across the city. Some guys say things they think are compliments but instead they are the most machist's thought ideas of treating women as man instruments. Then some other perverted mama's boys have offered to do me, some have even flashed themselves. Yeah believe it, but they are that macho only when the streets are empty like their heads. Like you are going to get any with such awful comments, like any women will ever agree to that awfulness and would reply Oh yeah right here right now let's do it, as I did. ( NO NOT REALLY, but if you considered that funny we aren't in the same path pal )

Today, today, today was the day some dead man (sorry it takes a while to say because it's still too warm in my head the idea of..), said the "do you" comment as I was walking next to my granny. I was using my white running shoes so for a moment I thought I could run after him and kick him forever you know where, but then I reconsidered because that's what I do. It was right in front of a bank and I knew that cameras could only have taped the beating up and not what he had said prior to his death and I really didn't want to run away from cops in front of my granny while leaving her alone with the grocery bags you know. So I reconsidered.

My granny's face was indescribable, I could not tell if she had had a heart attack or not until she gave another step forward. Believe it or not, I had no idea what to say first to my granny at all, I mean how do you re start a conversation after someone offered your granddaughter a job.
Well, all I could breath out was you know, my second name is Lorena, just like Lorena Bobbitt, next time I'll click click it I swear. And then she continued with what I will call the greatest move from all times in the game of playing the fool. She said What? what? what're you talking about?.That's when I learnt 2 things. First who the master really is. I also learnt not to ever forget that game as long as I am alive. She was playing the OH! WHAT? card to ME, I thought I had created that game, how come I didn't think of it before!.

People That Crossed My Way

2005-02-02T22:30:00.000-03:00

People That Crossed My Way

Man with style, yet not so happy that I'm taking his picture

Lady Walking

Blury People In Red

Train Station

Aging

2005-01-29T10:05:00.000-03:00

Aging

I am 276 months old. Or 8395 days old. Or just old. Yesterday was an usual birthday, if you consider usual what I consider usual. Not celebrating because you don't feel like celebrating at all.
I guess I have already described how much I didn't like my birthdays through out my life, main cause due to the fact that people I care about from all a sudden decide they are offended by something or they get on a fight with each other or they just try to make me do things I just never want to do in my life.

What happens before my birthday is something I like to call the ball, the ball starts rolling days before the 28th, like a snowflake that starts rolling from the top of a mountain and all the snow keeps making it bigger and bigger as it falls down, till the point where you can hear it coming. You are at the bottom of the mountain and you feel something is approaching but you can't see it. You wonder, Could it be just my imagination this year?

Hardly never those instincts are wrong of course. The big mass of snow ends up eating you alive, year after year.

Of course I will not deny the possibility of one birthday not being that horrible. Like this year's see. I mean it was flat yes, however I don't hate flat as much as I hate the feeling of running far away to a land where I can start breathing again.

If I had to share the truth to you, I'll have to say that I love to turn older. I just dislike the whole stipulated proceedings our society imposes upon us. Cake, presents, greetings, and all of those things we need to do in order to demonstrate how much we care about someone. I say fuck all that, you show me how much you care on a daily day basis, I don't need no more, more is too much.

So yesterday I understood where I got my feelings from. The feelings of enough. Not the ball, the ball is a patent of mine.
I learnt that my grandma had never celebrated a birthday as a child. That she didn't want to celebrate birthdays because she hadn't been exposed to this particularly part of the culture by her parents and so she didn't feel the need. Maybe you think that is sad, but she doesn't, everytime I visit her on her birthday she is like "oh okay I'll play this game". Like if we were retarded or something.
So now, I know, that the Grinch in me is not alone in the world. Lot's of people feel this way. I ain't no alien, I'm just old.

I'm Going To Post The Not Too Old One Back

2005-01-27T13:39:00.000-03:00

I'm Going To Post The Not Too Old One Back

but at least I went to bed at 2.15 am doing something else than cursing the fact that I can't fall sleep. AND I bit blogger by finding a way to cover that awful logo at the top. Such a geek. Anyhow, don't miss the oportunity to watch it HERE, don't miss the stars.

The Archive's Template

2005-01-27T02:01:00.000-03:00

The Archives Template

will not be changed because of course I will not tolerate this one for so LONG. I mean come ON, did you take a look at the little stars? they stink.

I can't go to sleep

2005-01-27T01:52:00.000-03:00

I can't go to sleep

Don't ask me why, but I just can't fall asleep, it's two in the morning and I'm hysterical and somnolent. But then if I do sleep, then I can't wake up for nothing in the world. I blame my crappy schedule from last year, waking up at 5 am and going to sleep at 1 am. I mean my body is trying to re-adjust, so to do so I thought what can make me fall instantaneously, BUILDING A NEW TEMPLATE. Although I'm going to post a new psychotic template that makes me NOT to go to sleep ever.

UPDATE: it's gone..for good.

Cancer Goes To Number One

2005-01-21T10:41:00.000-03:00

Cancer Goes To Number One

Cancer Passes Heart Disease as Top Killer
By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS

Published: January 20, 2005 NEW YORK TIMES

For the first time, cancer has surpassed heart disease as the top killer of Americans younger than 85, health officials said yesterday.

The reason is that while the number of deaths from both causes has fallen, the improvement has been more marked for heart disease.

"It's dropping fast enough that another disease is eclipsing it," Dr. Walter Tsou, president of the American Public Health Association, said of the incidence of heart disease.

The shift was described in the American Cancer Society's annual statistical report, released yesterday. In 2002, the most recent year for which information is available, 476,009 Americans younger than 85 died of cancer, compared with 450,637 who died of heart disease.

That trend began in 1999, but "this is the first time we've looked at this by age," said Ahmedin Jemal, an epidemiologist for the cancer society and the report's main author.

People younger than 85 account for 98.4 percent of the population, said Dr. Eric Feuer, chief of statistical research for the National Cancer Institute, who worked on the report.

The biggest reason for the drop in deaths from both causes, the report found, was that fewer people were smokers. Smoking among American adults fell sharply between 1965 and 2000, to 22 percent from 42 percent.

A third of all cancers are related to smoking, and another third are related to obesity, poor diet and lack of exercise - all factors that also contribute to heart disease.

Other highlights of the report:

¶An estimated 1,372,910 new cancer cases and 570,260 cancer deaths are expected this year. Five-year survival rates have risen to 74 percent, from 50 percent in the 1970's.

¶Lung cancer remains the biggest killer, projected to claim 163,510 lives this year.

¶Prostate cancer will be diagnosed in about 232,090 men in 2005, and it will kill 30,350.

¶Breast cancer will be diagnosed in about 211,240 women, and the disease will kill 40,410.

Cancer death rates have declined about 1 percent each year since 1999, thanks to earlier detection, prevention efforts and better treatments, experts said.

Pictures Dog

2005-01-20T20:01:00.001-03:00

DUDE I'LL SHOW YOU WHERE THE FOOD PLATE GOES, JESUS!

see? next to the water, food, water, food..

Just To Let You Know

2005-01-18T21:52:00.000-03:00

Just To Let You Know

I watered a yard this morning to do someone a favor, but I left the water spout near the fence, and it got taken away by another someone. That son of a bitch!

Gone Out Of Control

2005-01-18T10:40:00.000-03:00

Gone Out Of Control

Amazingly surprising every year summer arrives again, to last longer (thank you all for your great contribution) and breaks my nerves apart. It's that time when everyone leaves the city. Everyone runs away to the beautiful beaches to sit under the sun, when the atmosphere's temperature's is over 100 degrees (I've been told I have zero logical analysis when I say during summer you don't want to sit under the sunlights, and during winter you'll want that), next to thousands of strangers with two inches of sand territory per persona and relax, yet you're are able to count the neck's hair of the guy sitting in front of you, and smell the sandwich or yogurt from the girl that lays almost naked next to you.

As you know, scientists try to convince us that there is only one human kind, I'm offended by that. I per SE have asked the sun lovers kind of humans why they do that to their OWN bodies, I look better that way has always been their answer. Why do I bother you may wonder?. It's the never ending chain of whys. The thing is who hasn't ever asked someone why do you do something you never ever considered doing yourself? Why do you smoke? why? why? WHY?. I get that that whole questioning is completely annoying for the other person, as I also get annoyed when people see me with my identical sister and they always ask Are you identical twins?, avoiding the obvious commentaries we used as replies, at some point we HAD to comprehend that the person asking the same old question wasn't always the same one, idiots don't look alike.
Anyway, I guess just once I had to tried it, I wanted to know something and so I needed to ask a question someone else thought irritating. You should try it, specially if you don't like them.

They say they look great that way. I don't know how that game started, I guess someone got really toasted and someone else asked how did you get that tone instead of why (if I had been the one that saw him I would have shut him and no one on earth would have ever known this look), so then he showed to him how, and it continued. I say it's sort of an addiction now, because to top it off there's nothing they love more but to burn themselves like bread on a toaster, get that orangy tone that they would never put on a wall. People don't take vacations to rest, people take vacations to get burned (toasted didn't sound that good there).

My kind should get that maybe they really really like it. They don't like laying down wearing cotton, instead they like poliester those mini synthetic sunbathes people buy to "cover" their privates, but come on let's face it they wear them because deep inside they LOVE to show their bodies to some of their kind (the economy rules don't apply, more material supply they are made off the price tends to be higher, these clothes, it's inverted), because their leader, someone they don't know, said their were fashion.
The thing is that I understand we are different and I accept them, I say to my kind, let them enjoy, but why do I understand that subliminal language? oh NO.

I am not left alone with these feelings, animals are. And I got called by my entire family and neighbors to protect their beasts while they go away. I'm in charge of 5 dogs. Over the years I've helped one or another but this year they all remembered.

The New Template Is Now Up

2005-01-13T14:42:00.000-03:00

The New Template Is Now Up

I know, it's pretty much the same one but I DID take that song out, I mean how many times can a human being listen to Look what you've done. I got so tired that after I listened one more time I would scream "I GET IT, I GET IT!".

I choose the blue tones because I'd always wanted to paint a room blue and never had a chance. Blue is such a unic color, yes such as the others. But apparently it's fashion nowadays to call things unic, so I guess if everyone else's doing it, why not I'll jump.

I do wear a lot of blue, example, right now, I'm wearing a blue pant and a blue top, but that doesn't make it you know, not if my make up ain't blue also. I NEED something else to be blue, but not my handwriting, on the contrary on my writings I don't like to see nothing that remotely looks like blue, blue pens I dislike you. I also reject blue drinks, politely, like that blue Gatorade (I don't care about what that drink is made of, my issue goes more to the fact that it looks like glass cleaner, just like apple juice looks like a cup of ..) ANYWAY, if anyone offers one of those I'll pretend and say something like "I am really not thirsty right now", and they would insist of course because it's damn summer, and I'll go "Maybe later, thank you".
Of course I know that's not pretending, that's a pure lie, but being polite you tell me what that is.

If they had offered something else blue I would had taken it, I'm not that peaky, blue food I love, like that blue sky ice-cream, yum the purity of chemical products mixed up, tasty.

So, yes, it's blue and yes, it'll have to last for a while.

Ouch Doctor

2005-01-08T14:13:00.000-03:00

OUCH DOCTOR..

I just came back from my Ophthalmologist appointment, it all went wrong. I have been using glasses since high school, but not all the time, just to study, drive and study. As we speak I am glassless.
My eyes have experienced a normal, yet important high risky transformation during these two years prior this new visit. Of course you know me, neither do I keep a hairdresser, nor I visit the same doctor twice. I have to say, this one I'll be coming back. Not because he scared the shit out of me by saying how bad my vision got, but for just explaining that I don't need to take better care of your eyes, they are going to get worst whatever I do. That was somehow a relief. Um yes, a relief.

I wished other things in my life could work that way. I guess I wouldn't care much if I knew before hand they were supposed to come out that way. I would explain to people "It's OK, it was supposed to happen that way, it was already written, it was DESTINY. Can you spell DESTINY? Destiny exists haven't you heard. That paper work was supposed to get lost, that's why I made cigarettes out of it, I'm extremely productive remember, that's why you Sir hired me. NO NO NO. Never.

Now I have to re-think, re-capitulate about my standings in Prior Future Knowledge. Do I want PFK or not?

Today my doc, is it "my" if I just met the guy this morning?, he said it's going to get worst, that's the first time a doctor said the truth to me, and I gotta admit I love PFK rather than SNEUW (speculations never end up well).

Speaking about the appointment, I got there almost dry because of course it had to start raining after I had gotten out of the car. I had never taken my eyes pressure that way before, I explained to him that I would pass out if he touch my eyes with that tiny light, but he insisted. He reach to get my eyes, placed some liquid on my checks and after the whole bottle was about to get empty and the truthful doctor was about to loose it, the liquid liquidated over my corneas. The pain wasn't so bad, it felt just like when you forget a door open and you hit your face with it, except that this door had needles all over and my eyes assumed all the hit.
After that he offered me a tissue. One single slide of a very small tissue. Another productive human being I thought. Like Economizing on the tissues will grant you another diploma on your wall.

Doc: "Put your head on this plastic now, I'm going to touch your eyes with this thing that looks like a pencil for just a second".
Me: "I'll pass out".
Doc: "Put your head.."
Me: (I can't believe where I am)
Doc: (this is going to take five days)
Me: (you bet) Okay
Doc: See how it's approaching, DON'T!
Me: I've got instincts (*insert hysteric laugh here*)
Doc: Yeah, coward instincts.
Me: (Inverse psychology I hate you)

I couldn't count for how long I resisted until he held my head onto the plastic himself, like you ain't gonna spend a whole bottle of anesthesia for nothing. But my eyes pressure finally was fine, and he didn't loose it. Amazing.
When I had walked into the office I shacked his hand, when I left he was like give me five you, and I, I was like I had been traumatized for the rest of my life.

HOT Summer is here

2005-01-05T14:02:00.000-03:00

HOT Summer is here!!

First you'll need to let me..

and then, you can win stuff.

The Holidays are over

2005-01-02T14:12:00.000-03:00

The Holidays are over!

I'm jumping of joy people. God only knows how much of a torture this time of the year means to me. Since I was a child the only thing I could do was stay silent on the corner of the table and think while eating like a pig. But that was alright, EVERYONE eats like a pig on the day the Christ was born. Go figure.
Anyway, I got to chat with people I don't see regularly. People who I love and life doesn't leave us time to get to see or call. At least they are still here, gotta thank that and maybe for just a little while they made me forget the pain that the others that aren't here put upon me.

I wish I had the courage to post pictures of it..I wish..

This is the part where I make clear how big of a pain in the ass I am for this society.
There weren't supposed to be ANY kind of public manifestations of "joy" during new years eve, don't even get me started around the world, how dare to have that kind of celebrations, NY, FRANCE,etc, after the biggest number of killings in Asia and Africa. There had never been that much death all together in one accident. On 9/11 everyone had to stay silent and pay their respect around the world, but when the thing doesn't involve home, respecting seems to be different, has a different price to pay doesn't it?
I'm not only gonna take it with those selfish countries, yes I'm looking in my own home now, Argentina lost 188 teenagers on 12/30, the president ordered not to have any public celebration yet people went out on masses to parties and lighted fireworks, yeah that's being sensitive, that's showing respect, assholes..and then they dare to complain about other countries not respecting Asia ..I'm speechless.

Getting older

2004-12-30T16:32:00.001-03:00

Getting older

I know I should no fight the system, because the system is filled with stupid people paid to keep being stupid. But there is always inside me that force that pushes hard, harder and then some. To the point of saying to myself ok stop it I'll DO IT. But then I lie to the force, and walk away. So I finally don't come out and play that little sick game that you don't know how you got into in the first place if you are in.

Today one of my errands was to pick up a letter from the Post Office for my granny. Her mailman had sent her a note to go pick something, we didn't know what it was at that time, from that place because apparently she wasn't home when he knocked at the door which of course wasn't true, she doesn't leave her house often and she hadn't that day.

So I headed to the assigned place in the hottest day ever to face what I like to call pretty people that are given a job because they just look good. When I asked for the letter the FIRST girl, the one I didn't call names, said that they didn't have the letter, that the mailman didn't actually deliver that letter because it was to warm outside and he couldn't go around town with heavy things on. ONE ENVELOP I replied. So she called her manager. Dilbert once wrote that morons end up on the management team because that way they don't affect directly the productivity of companies. Well what can I say, if stupidity had a face...I think I found it. She said that millions were called to come to the central post office to pick a government happy holiday card because we all had our taxes properly paid to that day, and that as there were many of those they didn't deliver them, and ask EVERYONE to go pick their CARD there. But they didn't have them.

OH Barbara I said, calm down you Barbara.

And then the force I was talking to you about couldn't resist the smoothing voice from my head that was trying to calm me down, I SAID this is just not fine, this is just not an oops happy fools day, I said I wanted to get the cost of my travel to that place plus my time wasted with a quota. RIGHT NOW. And then the stupidity began to emerge...The bitch said the only thing she could do was to give me an advice, TO ME YOU SON OF A, AN ADVICE.

THE Bitch: "Go and complain to the government"
ME: "The one that messed up is your company as I'm concern, I'll complain to you, your company then can complain to the government if they messed up from the beginning"
Bitch: "Fill this complain form"
ME: "YOu bet" (first time in my life)

So I did, I took the time to fill a complain form. I had never filled up one because I thought they were useless, and there I was, feeling what the heck am I doing here. For a moment I thought this has to be done, I'm defending people like my granny that can't get here in this hot weather and they just have to. The young in me saying I will make a change, I can SAVE THIS WORLD. What an asshole.

When I finished she gave me my copy. COMPLETELY BROKEN. So I demanded to her to sign the form given to me explaining that she had given it to me that way, she refused. And she said, if you want to fill another complain about that you can.

OOOH BARBARA, OHH BARBARA, PLEASE DON'T DO WHAT YOU ARE THINKING,,OHH MY..

(yes there it was again that smooth inner voice getting scared and scared)

I thought to myself I didn't want to play that game anymore. I would just wait to see what that first complain could mend. I mean I DID threat to bring this case to court.
I think for being a virgin at complains I sucked as expected. At least I now know how it feels to feel impotent and I should have trusted my guts. People I recomend to always trust your inner voice. At least I reaffirmed what I had always believed in. Other than we are surrounded by morons who only care about saving they freakin damn asses.

FYI, the government paid $4.25 for each card and postal, but the mailman was just to hot to do his job..plus I can't no longer go inside that building ever again and I will have to warn my sis not to do it either.

I'm back

2004-12-24T15:10:00.000-03:00

I'm back

Nothing happened during my absence. Except well, that Bush won, Menem is back in Argentina's territory, here is this guy who is being internationally searched by the federals yet a judge lets him come in to spend the holidays at his mansion because can't you see, he is different, he can buy justice/elections.
I missed all the fun about the elections, the curses, the sadness, the impotency, the arguments, the acceptance, but do not worry I'll experience them another time.

I'll be changing this template one more time cause I'm already sick with that song, plus maybe change isn't so bad after all.

Pictures: Romeo & Juliet

2004-11-01T22:37:00.001-03:00

Romeo & Juliet

Once upon a time, there was a couple who loved each other deeply, but couldn't predict the unpredictable. Here I introduce you to the stars,

THE GIRL

and..
THE DESPERATE BOY

Nature interrupted their life, and they had to be separeted for obvious reasons. She stood on the balcony by herself, he, he suffered lonely nights.

But he went to visit often,

and he cried like a baby, a horny baby who the Capulets didn't want to listen to.
Although she didn't care about what others thought, oh no she was way to in love and spend every night listeing to Romeo cry and cry. She praid he'll come to her once again.

And of course he did. He even got stucked for her.

For just a hug.

So after a week, that very long week, they went back to being happy and together again.

They survived nature.

Picture Of The Day

2004-10-27T19:01:00.000-03:00

Picture Of The Day

Yeah, that's me, walking to grab a train. Those plants are lovely during summertime, but the rest of the year they look like that, a crap.

Picture: Rabbits are like babies..they'll pee on you and they will do it still being cute

2004-10-25T19:45:00.000-03:00

Rabbits are like babies..they'll pee on you and they will do it still being cute

That enormous monstrous filled my cup of the day, literally.
Today I had an exam that didn't avoid to ask any question, human kind haven't ever asked as a race all those questions, and then some.
I want to focus for a second to mention or describe that feeling one gets while reading an exam. You know "the" feeling. Your eyes move but all of what your head understands is blah yad yadda yod blah, and then you demand yourself to pay more attention the next time you read it, cause maybe you do know what the question is asking, but then reality shocks you and you get that you really don't have a clue. Then the hot flashes show up from nowhere. And when the hot flashes appear you understand that your eyes were correct, you are dead and that's why they were laughing.
What about what I like to call the last chance, sometimes the final end is just sadistic cause you are forced to think and write whatever comes up from your brain, in that moment it seems like something logical and a miracle, which later of course isn't. Why do we force our heads for that last breath of hope to conquest unknown territories? Lord have mercy at that end, it just never appears to amaze us doesn't it.

Anyway, after the exam, I went to take the train to come home, but trains weren't working cause a guy killed himself, I got stucked on a train for two hours and a half and then the firefighters let trains run again. Poor guy.

As I was trying to chill, I said I'm gonna make friends with this baby rabbit, so I pick it up, and then that's when I feel a warm liquid on my stomach, a warm liquid liquoring down my shirt, that little demon pee on me. Rabbits have the same ability babies have, they are the cutest things even when they are marking you.

Mafalda

2004-10-20T23:57:00.000-03:00

Quino

He should put his shit together

2004-10-17T16:25:00.000-03:00

He should put his shit together

1 - Not concerned

2 - "I made it very plain. We will not have an all-volunteer army." - President George W. Bush.

I'm stepping closer to the edge

2004-10-15T23:39:00.000-03:00

I'm stepping closer to the edge

When I feel I can no longer grieve anymore, cause pain is just too much to handle, another important member goes away. And I swear this pain is indescribable.

2004-10-11T13:06:00.000-03:00

Nobel Winners for Economics

Link: Kydland and Prescott

2004-10-10T14:02:00.001-03:00

The important

Last Night I watched Fahrenheit 9/11. What is it for me to say other than what some have not expressed yet?

There are like thousands of things you are going to think when you watch this movie. The one I plan to center on is this unfairly misinterpretation made by international people, claiming that Americans belong to a same bag (I won't say of what). This movie clearly shows that not ALL USA's citizens think alike his demented president. If they were, then how do you explain Kerry's percentages? It's easy to put everyone on the same bag. I hate when they do that to me. Millions marched. Millions will vote for Kerry. Millions understand Bush is a classist imperialistic who only thinks in his own wallet despite of people's lifes.
"The goal justifies the ways" pardon my english, "the ends justify the means".
Does this phrase sound familiar? if not please go read The Prince by Nicholas Machiavelli. He explains how politic works, he wrote this book on 1513 and it keeps applying nowadays. We can't be surprised by his actions. We should know what's to be expected before electing someone. How? using logic.
I watched both of the debates, and this asshole keeps preaching justifications for invading Iraq. He wants the world to think that for just ONE man, it's okay that thousands are killed. Why the fuck does he think we are going to be okay? There was a kid in that movie that was desperately crying from the pain his crashed skull was producing..Does Bush think that that kid's life and pain is worthed? Millions deaths are worthed for just one man? That kids life isn't worthed the same? He wants you to believe that it is not. Why? Because while you are believing that lie and being scared, he is going ca chin ca chin. He invested prior 9/11 on a Security Company. From nowhere, there's a security need. Yet not only were they gonna ca chin ca chin from 9/11, they would also just cause they can manipulate people's minds, take Iraq's oil cause why have competition. How could he do that? By preaching liberty and democracy values. Cause God help the soul who says something against liberty and democracy. This administration brain washed, killed, all in the name of money. It's amazing to see Bush preaching the same nonsense on the debates, the big difference is that this movie is out there. People are speaking out now. The Abu Ghraib scandal didn't even appear on this movie and still it achieves to make a huge impact and wake people up. Please go watch it, don't put everyone on the same bag.

2004-10-06T18:01:00.000-03:00

The Sky (part 2)

oh goodie...

2004-10-02T15:11:00.000-03:00

Imagine you are at the movies

You have decided that you ARE going to go watch Anaconda 2, so you are sitting in your not perfect cinema chair cause the one you wanted was taken by that person that you automatically just don't like, trying not to worry about the fact that yes, a giant snake is going to digest half of this movie cast that you were willing to pay to see.
I didn't use to be such a chicken, I'm now an official chicken and Anacondas eat chicken, so that makes me an scared chick when it comes to snakes. People think that just because I live in South America I surely have encounter somewhere somehow a snake in my way at least one. Well people, yes. Not only have I seen snakes at the zoo that is located in the middle of the city, but also I have been faced alone with a snake. It was the most traumatic thing ever, three years ago I was at Parana's river on a trip, and next to the river side my lonely self was standing, throwing stones into the river, the river was calm, it wasn't to cold it wasn't to hot, you could feel it was about to start raining, I was thinking about something like in any horror movie the next victim is not paying attention. (insert horror music). And a snake was lying not far from where I was standing by myself. If you were watching this moment on a movie you would want to scream to me something like, can't you see there's a snake you jerk, if I were you I would start running. Well in that movie, I am psycho and can hear something is about to happen, I can feel something is not right. What can that be?..so I take a look to my left side and AAAHHHHHHHHHH. You have never seen someone run faster than the wind, faster than me, I could have bitten up any Olympic champion, if only they incentive runners by letting snakes on the loose. I swear I still feel the pressure on my chest the pressure of I don't want to die like this. Sometime later on that day I was told that snake was dead. I told them I sure scared her like hell with my screamings.
So yes, I am a chicken since then. We are all chickens until we are face to the actual issue let me tell ya, and if you're not, well then you're just not human.
Anyway, we were imaging we were at the movies and we were about to watch Anaconda 2 and then this happens.

2004-10-01T19:50:00.000-03:00

The Sky

2004-09-27T22:57:00.000-03:00

Interesting Conclusions

Just DON'T vote for Bush.

2004-09-25T16:55:00.000-03:00

Feeling like jumping the fence..

He changes color to match the environment. I taught him that trick. Oh cute little thing, little thing that scares the crap out of everyone.

2004-09-24T19:40:00.000-03:00

Pictures of the day

2004-09-19T19:13:00.000-03:00

The left is getting ready

and funnier.

2004-09-19T18:56:00.000-03:00

World on Fire

We are the cause. We are the cause. We are the cause.

Watch

2004-09-15T21:29:00.000-03:00

Ticket Lady

If you ever wonder where all those millions are made daily on the public transportation system, come to the source, come to me. Today I took, listen well, 4 trains, half and hour each, and 8 yes 8 subways, twenty minutes each. Plus I walked to the station way to many times. All for what you may wonder, for this new sickness I have catched on either one of those trips, cause believe it or not a guy actually sniffed saliva right on my hand, by which I proceeded to cut my hand off and kill him. OK well not the former, I really didn't, I didn't kill him.

2004-09-15T13:42:00.000-03:00

Music

I have put music back just cause sometimes we need it. A must listen also: Ani Difranco's Grand Canyon

2004-09-14T19:55:00.000-03:00

Okay Steroidy,I take what I said back.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, the other day I posted something rather pessimistic and judgmental about the terminator, here you have it.
Sometimes, time will prove us wrong. In my case 2 days are enough to God, but that's just fine if it works for better like in this case.

It is beyond my understanding why the media ain't asking both Kerry and Bush what their next steps are going to be about the gun control issue. I mean we all know where Bush stands there, but I think Kerry is way to afraid to touch this subject, as other, cause he thinks it'll hurt him, well guess what, showing himself afraid isn't good neither, who will vote a president who is afraid to talk about controversial subjects. That's the place where he can hit bases.
I once had a teacher, I guess the subject was called at that time Politics and Public Law, who said that there was a rule on Politics that never failed, which was, that every time a politician talks he looses votes. I don't agree with that. (And no, I didn't fight with him cause people I've learned my lesson, trust me.)
I agree with the fact that yeah they fuck it up speaking, but to think that they may loose votes for caring about discrimination, gun controls, wars, is nonsense.
The thing is that controversial issues are someone's problem now, and instead of thinking, no I will loose this part of society by speaking of this, solutions work better to the eye.

2004-09-13T16:19:00.000-03:00

haha..

This new program is amazing!

2004-09-11T18:26:00.000-03:00

Today, Tomorrow

What lesson did 9/11 bring when you talk about positive things coming out of from negative ones? Well that is hard to see. All you can get is a reenforcement of purely simple things to remember on common basic activities, such as never take anything for granted or say what you feel when you feel it, say "I love you" before it is too late.
I read a post somewhere in the web, on who knows what board, and it said, 9/11 made us all one. I say, in deed. There are no races except one. All in human race grief the same way, no matter what they say.
Personally, this time of the year it is way to hard for me. I've been trying to stay positive and active, but the thing is I feel my grandpa's death has left me empty. Tomorrow would have been his 83 birthday and I'll spend it with my grandma, I'll take her to the cemetery. If my grandpa could say something, he'll say "thank you" and "I know how it feels, but do it the right way, understand?". Like they say, memorials are not for the dead, but for the living. Looking back, one year ago he was loosing his battle and we lost with him in the end. He was the strongest person I ever met, he gave everything he had, he shared perfection among us, and I know it is hard to keep him proud but I'm giving it a try. If there isn't a thing out there after death, still they preserve their life existence in us. And I take that.

Sarah McLachlan

I Will Remember You

i will remember you
will you remember me
don't let your life pass you by
weep not for the memories

remember the good times that we had
i let them slip away from us when things got bad
how clearly i first saw you smilin' in the sun
wanna feel your warmth upon me i wanna be the one

i will remember you
will you remember me
don't let your life pass you by
weep not for the memories

i'm so tired but i can't sleep
standin' on the edge of something much too deep
it's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
we are screaming inside but we can't be heard

but i will remember you
will you remember me
don't let your life pass you by
weep not for the memories

i'm so afraid to love you but more afraid to loose
clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
once there was a darkness deep and endless night
you gave me everything you had oh you gave me light

and i will remember you
will you remember me
don't let your life pass you by
weep not for the memories

and i will remember you
will you remember me
don't let your life pass you by
weep not for the memories

weep not for the memories

2004-09-08T14:48:00.000-03:00

Another Amazing Picture of Last Sunday's March I found looking around

And yet again Bush messed it up.

I haven't said anything about her twin daughters's speeches during the Republican National Convention because, well.. I'm still speechless. All I have to share is that that was plain painful and horrible orchestrate. I mean, they are dealing with global issues, let's face it, it's the US, and to joke about sex and the city and give a come back of a hamster's sad (not funny) story was the worst thing they could have make them do. I think they just wrote and said something funny because someone told them to go out there and do a comedy act, but guess what, they are not comedians, they were 2 girls trying to be funny in front of conservatives. I'd had rather watch some college comedy movie or kill myself or just listen to his father for that matter.
Although, in the other hand, I never thought I was going to see anything serious after Arnold gave his speech the previous evening saying those who don't think the economy is just fine are "economic girly-men."
Another web-page summed it up:

"Once I was a skinny kid in Austria with a Nazi father and I was scared of the communists, but since then I've taken steroids and I'm rich. Also don't worry about troop strength because the soldiers we've already got still have some limbs left. Vote for Bush or you're a big faggy queer sissy nelly gay person."

I mean COME ON, I still can believe it, every time I see him talk, all I'm able to see is that guy who made that movie about getting himself pregnant and then auto inducted himself into labor, witch of course traumatized the shit out of me as a kid. But hey, they HAd to put the terminator into office and now, he is freaking back.

2004-09-03T14:02:00.000-03:00

Pictures

Guess who woke up today?

Let's see if it's contagious..

SO? DID IT CATCH ON YOU?

And just cause..they're cute

2004-09-02T21:49:00.000-03:00

Inductive or Deductive?
Read this article posted at Yahoo News.com

Cup of urine a day keeps ailments at bay
Thu Sep 2,11:11 AM ET

BANGKOK (AFP) - Drinking urine can eliminate sinus trouble, turn grey hair black and even cure cancer, a Thai academic said, citing a study of local Buddhists who engage in the unorthodox practice.

Ratree Cheepudomwit, of the Thai Traditional and Alternative Medicine Development Department, said hundreds of urine drinkers attested that consuming a daily cup worked wonders for their overall health and helped slow the aging process.

She said that in June she queried 250 members of Santi Asoke, a strict indigenous Buddhist movement believed to have thousands of followers, and 204 respondents said they had learned from ancient Buddhist manuscripts that drinking one's urine improved health.

"Of the respondents, 87 percent confirmed that it had head-to-toe benefits for them, including for example reduction of dandruff, grey hair, sinus problems and cancer," Ratree told AFP.

The medical elixir was not easy on everyone's system, as about one in 10 urine drinkers suffered diarrhea afterwards, but the practice should not be viewed with disgust, she said.

"Other groups of people who drank urine were Buddhist monks who practiced in accordance to scriptures which are more than 2,500 years old," she said.

I..I..I'm uh..disgusted. There it goes away the phrase that says "They would drink even their own piss!", ok, it isn't actually a known phrase, really I just made it up, but STILL, we will not be able to use it not even once. I could have used it in many circumstances, example: If someone is a compulsive lier and wants to keep his story, you could have said, "he would just drink his own piss" to prove it. But now, no. We can't. Cause someone just had to drink it and kill my phrase.

The article says 87 percent confirmed that it had head-to-toe benefits for them..the other 13% committed suicide right after they discovered some cups had been mistakenly wrong labeled.
Why Good God, why?

2004-08-30T15:29:00.002-03:00

Pictures From NY August 29

I read in today's paper that great music groups, including Bruce Springsteen's, REM are gonna tour spreading the word to vote, vote for pits sake. Applauses going their way.
This week the Republican National Convention starts, the way I see things you have two possibilities, to turn your tv off for the entire week or cringe to the point of crawling like a baby, but either way, you should probably read the dailykos more than ever, cause I know it'll get way to fun. Another link to check out remove bush.com, it has an amazing "Remember what they said?" section.

2004-08-25T15:48:00.000-03:00

Dignity, solidarity and passing the ball

Many people in this world can't say they don't live in a poor country. In many ways it shapes the way we are. I believe for those that we do, it actually can make us horrible human beings, cause we can let things pass in front of our noses like we couldn't care less. The Oh I see this everyday phrase is far from being mystical to representing a cause in resting to the actual fact importance in our minds. And that, my friend is horrible.

I took the subway train yesterday morning, probably 6.30 am and it was almost quiet, you know quiet as a subway can ride, a few folks sitting there but not too crowded at all, a homeless kid that could not be more than 8 years old was sleeping on a line of chairs, on this freezing winter with just a sweater. Obviously, that was his room, we were all coming in his bedroom while he was trying to dream with little angels. That completely destroyed my heart, to the point I weeped a tear.

I know we see poor people everyday, I get that. But you have two ways to go in this life. Pass the ball to someone else and live your life, or make a change. More and more I am finding no meaning in anything anyone else thinks is important, what I used to think it was important, what's the worth or proud in living a none equal opportunistic or narcissistic life. The question How could I pass this like it's nothing? is here in my head, screaming it out louder and louder.

2004-08-23T18:05:00.000-03:00

Statistics say you'll laugh again

There are a lot of things that can make me laugh, you could sum it up to almost everything. A teacher telling my class of 8 students that at least two of us will be dead in twenty years. Sitting next to someone on the six am train that talks like Uncle It ALL the thirty minutes the journey takes while I'm trying to close my eyes. Making a fool of myself by asking someone who I know from over 20 years what his name was, cause I just don't want to wear glasses outside. Well I could go on and on...and that was just today.

I was recently going through this face where I did not find any sense in anything I did, anything someone had to say or give me, no point what so ever to draw. Somehow, laughter is making things easier again, even if things aren't the same and change is here to stay, my friend, laughter found it's way.

2004-08-18T15:48:00.000-03:00

The nightmare has began

As I prepare myself for this current new semester of classes, I want you to know that I ain't gonna have time to be writing very often, as that's new right?.

Anyhow, between all of the time sucking things I have to do, this page is the last thing on my mind, future posts will be short maybe with just pictures on them as well. Don't expect anything good as usual ok?

I'd like to sum up the Olympics, but apparently they only show them live at 2 am and you know me and that horrible habit I can't quit which is call sleeping. Replays have never been the same to watching something live no matter what they say or what they want to sell you. I sure did catch that live shot of the Judo fight where a Chinese woman threw an Argentinian girl onto the floor and the former broke her arm, all live live live. I'll tell ya, nothing like it. Live you don't see things, you wonder if what you saw was correct, I didn't realize she broke her arm, in other words I didn't vomit and pass out instantly. But when I saw the replays later that night, they showed it pause by pause, breath by breath, telling here is the mini second when she hits the ground, here you can hear a *crick crick crick* sound and this is the moment when she starts asking for mercy calling off the fight in horrible pain. I surely didn't see all those things live, I surely didn't vomit the first time. LIVE won't make you vomit and that's good, like I said, nothing like it.

All what it is for me to say is that Argentina couldn't have lost anything else because oh well, no one sucks that much. But I hope we do get one gold medal, in fact, that's all I'm asking, one gold medal, it doesn't matter what discipline, too bad corruption isn't an Olympic competition.

2004-08-14T14:23:00.000-03:00

The Olympics

I've been waiting for so long and they finally arrived. Let's talk about the ceremony. I didn't know what time it was going to be on so when I turned my tv on I catched the walk of all the countries into the Olympic Stadium. BIG mistake. The most boring thing I've ever watched in my entire life. I had a few flashbacks of the previews ones and I couldn't remember why I hadn't made a mental note that warned me not to watch it.

By the time country number 60 walked in my head was forcing my body to stand up and go do something else, preferably something that wouldn't metamorphosically stupidalize me, but my legs and arms did not respond on time to those orders people, instead they dropped dead, it was just too late. Over 200 unknown nations walked, and walked and walked so slow and I watched the parade cause I am that kind of masochistic. When they showed that areal view where they had everyone in the field I started to cry I was in indescribable pain.

The Greek Alphabet has only 24 letters, but with all that pain it didn't seemed like it let me tell ya. Alpha is the first one, so how in the name of the Greek Gods was Argentina in the middle of the countries counting? Why did they want to punish me like that?

The Clothes, lets talk about that. I loved what Argentina made for their athletes. It was just simple and nice, caqui pants and white shirts for both males and females. I liked some European's outfits such as Switzerland and Ireland. Only those two in fact, the rest, well they just wore sport things totally out of line.

But clothes are not important, judging someone for that is just shallow. We all know we don't watch the Olympics for that reason really. I mean there is pretty people in dozens everywhere.

Most of them should have their antidrogs tests redone. Everybody seemed happy, not worried, and some just creepy. Maybe they got an Olympic beverage before all that walking, one would suppose the most fastest people in the world could walk one round around the field a little more quickly.
An Italian guy kissed a camera, I was astonished and just couldn't move farther away from my tv if only, if only I had closed my eyes, he placed his lips on this camera's glass, which was of course, the one transmitting to me, and smashed a kiss I have forever recorded in my corneas.
Every athlete had a mini-flag of his respective country, that they could swing around, except Japan, their people shaked pink air producers pallets, even men. Now that may had looked stupid but still they got everyone to swing cameras and cell phones, so who laughs last?

I do have some things to point out though that make me think twice about our unpredictable human race. I never thought the Olympic mind was so expanded everywhere in countries geographically impossible to find. Nauru, Burundi, Oman, Sri Lanka. I sure need to study more geography. There were countries that only had 4 or 5 participants and they were proud to be there. It was soul touching. Still, we ain't gonna have mercy no Ah, please.
What amazed me the most was to see those thousands of people there in Greece and who knows how much on their homes, works, schools ..you get the idea around the world watching like we had never been more exited to watch a fire burning on a stick.

2004-08-05T20:09:00.000-03:00

The post you don't wanna read

This is something you should know about me, numbers stick for days in my head. Don't ask me why but I can go for hours telling you percentages that no ones cares to know until you pray to every God that has or hasn't step the earth yet for help.
All my brain recollected from reading today's newspapers was this:

- Greece is spending a record $1.5 billion on security for the games and Greece's Cost for Olympics Tops $7 Billion.

- Bush signed today United State's 2005 budget, for defense it'll reach 417.000 million dollars, of which 25.000 millions will be destinated to support operations in Iraq and Afghanistan. 78.000 millions the cost to buy new arms, airplanes that don't need any tripulants such as Predators, Strykers and destructors DD(X).
10.000 million dollars go to the development of an antimissiles defense system and 100 millions to modernize airplanes that belong to the air force, 39 helicopters Black Hawk, a Virginia submarine, 3 destructors and a 3.5 % salary increment for troops.

So summing up I'll put everything in billions:

417 billion dollars for defense.
of which:
25 billion to operations in Iraq and Afghanistan
78 billion to buy new arms and combat airplanes.
10 billion to develop antimissile system
100 million to buy Black Hawks, submarines, destructors.
3.5% salary increment for troops.

I have just 3 things to say, yes that's right just 3 not a million or a billion, just 3. And I promise I won't say million or billion anymore I can see how tired you are of reading it and I wouldn't like to piss you off dear reader.

One, if Keynes was alive he would be really proud of you Mr. Bush, you are one in a ..trillion. (I apologize)

Two, if any country was to spend that amount of money arming themselves would that be a reason for Mr. Bush to attack them also?

Three, I hope Bush doesn't attack Greece for creating a defense system and spending money in arms for the Olympics. Imagine the irrational that he creates the war, if he wins, will anyone still want to give him a medal? I guess I will find out soon. To me a medal equals votes for Bush in Nov.

Now if you don't agree tough, I warned you, go back and read the tittle.

2004-08-01T14:30:00.000-03:00

The news

55 percent of Argentina's citizens lack of health care. That means that 20 millions request some kind of hospital's help. If only hospitals had funds to satisfy their needs one could optimistically wonder, but I guess that's too much to ask.
Maybe our current government plan is to kill those families who belong to the 14,4 percent of unemployed and lower that way not only the rate of unemployment but also the 46.2% of people living under the line of poverty in Buenos Aires not to mention the 64.5 % in the Northeast. Who knows right?

2004-07-30T14:25:00.000-03:00

Don't touch it if you don't wanna break it

Well yesterday was the day when the IMF finally admitted his lack of appropriate intervention in Argentina's economy during the last decade.
Here is the link IEO (Independent Evaluation Office).

I want to point out some things that kinda scared me not to say gave me my third and fourth stroke.

- When there are well-founded concerns over debt and exchange rate sustainability, it is unreasonable to expect a voluntary reversal of capital flows.

GO Kerry! Go Kerry! One could never guess what Georgie W. can come up with next.

- Staff consistently expressed reservations over the weak structural content of the successive arrangements, but management, supported by the Executive Board, overruled the staff objections to approve programs with weak structural conditionality. As it turned out, the lack of strong structural conditionality had the unfortunate outcome of obliging the IMF to remain engaged with Argentina when the evident lack of substantive progress in structural reform should have called for an end to the program relationship.

Does that mean the IMF is doing their current job because the murder evidence shows they got blood on their hands? I thought they were doing it out of pity and because of course they wanted their cash back.
Follow me here, if you borrow money to a thief and then he is killed by police, you can't ask the thief's family to pay for it right?
Then, if you borrow money to a corrupt administration and all the public is saying please don't, and you do, then when the administration changes they are prosecuted and go to jail, how come you ask the thief's family to pay for it? You knew we didn't want it. You knew it was money they were putting into personals accounts.

After chocking for a while the laughter came no shorter when I got to part D "Lessons from the Argentine crisis" . And I laughed because I couldn't believe this organism didn't already KNOW those things. I mean:

- Candid discussion of exchange rate policy, must become a routine exercise during IMF surveillance.

- The conduct of fiscal policy should be sensitive not only to year-to-year fiscal imbalances, but also to the overall stock of public debt.

- Weak program design and weak implementation in the context of arrangements being treated as precautionary do not help a country address its potential vulnerabilities.

-The IMF should not support strongly owned policies if it judges they are inadequate to generate a desired outcome.

-Decisions to support a given policy framework necessarily involve a probabilistic judgment.

-Delaying the action required to resolve a crisis can significantly raise its eventual cost.

-In order to minimize error and increase effectiveness, the IMF's decision-making process must be improved in terms of risk analysis, accountability, and predictability.

What can I say except THEY DIDN'T KNOW ALL THOSE THINGS!!!! How were these people responsible? I thought the IMF was a serious organization. This paper is a joke.
I want to know who cares about those millions of poor children dying? Our government was big part of the mess but somebody explain to me why would the IMF give billions of dollars to corrupt governments and then come up with "ooops we fucked it big time here, here and there".
So now they've written down the lesson they learned. What a shame what they've pointed out. Will there be any price for them to pay? Because of them a future of generations born into poverty will never merge out of it. But hey at least, they brought home a freaking huge lesson they really needed to learn. Although we are paying and will continue paying a hard price for just a simple piece of knowledge, look harder they are fuckers.

Now, I can't wait for our debt restructuring..oh boy, I hope years later they don't come up with a "Mom I didn't do it" excuse.

2004-07-24T16:06:00.000-03:00

The Critic Section Continues

Much are the choices for a 22 years old girl to do after a rough day, but I'm such a boring gal that I either watch Larry King Live at night or listen to the Majority Report. I understand it sounds like my weeknights blow, but the reality is I do enjoy getting angry in front of the tv or my pc. It allows me to digest thoughts, news and create a mind about this spinning world we are forced to keep our feets on.

The other night Mr. King was talking with no other but the greatest Mr. Bill Maher, and between his comments about next Sunday's Democratic Convention and how Bush attacked Iraq instead of Iran, he was asked what he thought about stem cells procedures.

KING: What do you make of it?

MAHER: It's a perfect example about how the world is really dividing I think between the religious and the non-religious. And we are in danger of being on the wrong side of that because we are such a religious country.

KING: Religion is bad?

MAHER: Religion, you know, I think is very bad. And it's extremely dangerous at this point in time. I read a statistic, I think 61 percent of the people in this country say religion solves some or all -- most or all of our problems. OK, religion solves nothing. OK, religion doesn't solve it. You know, it's like a hot bath does not solve a cold apartment. It may salve for awhile, but it doesn't solve it. It actually makes more problems because faith is a way to make a virtue of things that make absolutely no sense. Like stem cell research. I mean, the idea that President Bush -- remember when he went away to make that big decision right before 9/11, he went to his ranch for a month to think about it. Oh the red states were very impressed, Larry, that he took a whole month to think about stem cell.

When by the way, he should have been thinking about terrorism. That was the month when he met with the CIA director once. OK, so he's down there thinking about stem cell. He comes up with this Solomon-like decision to split the difference right down the middle, which the media hails as some sort of wisdom. As if it is wisdom to split the difference between people who really could use help from this stem cell research, and a bunch of right-wing nuts who would rather see research go undone, all because some microscopic goo on a subatomic level might, what one day grow up to be a Republican? That is not wisdom. And I'm glad Ron Reagan is pointing that out. Again, you want me to be more opinionated?

KING: Do you think it's an issue? you think gay marriage is going to be an issue in the election?

MAHER: They're making it an issue. That's another perfect example of religion making something that makes absolutely no sense into an issue. To a rational person, anyone with eyes can see God, and I believe in God, or a higher being, I just don't believe in the people who pretend they're talking for him. They can see that God or nature created, nature, even in the animal world, a gay minority. It's just a fact. For some reason, God wanted a gay minority among us. Maybe it's because we're too aggressive and gays are less aggressive. Although not at the Ramrod on Saturday night. Not that I would know that.

But I don't know. That's what the rational mind says. The rational mind takes it as the given. There are gay people in the world. The irrational mind...

KING: They're not saying there aren't. They're just saying they shouldn't get married. Marriage is a man and a woman. They acknowledge that there are gays in the world.

MAHER: What they acknowledge is that there are gays because it's a choice. They believe it is a choice. They believe, as the Bible says, it is an abomination. And it's not a choice. It's obviously not a choice. So they're working From this ridiculous premise. They think that if people get married, if gay people get married, it will lead to more homosexuality. As if guys like you and me, Larry, are just looking for a little legal cover to get together with each other.

KING: We get a break, that's funny.

Of course it's going to be an issue. I couldn't agree more with what Mr. Maher said. Why should people elect someone based on their metaphysical believes? Why would someone elected use the irrational to discriminate against the rational?
Organized religion shouldn't even be on the discussion table anymore, it's obvious that nothing good can come from it. Segregation, discrimination, brain washed generations all in the name of money, whatever the book of God we pick. Don't get me wrong I respect people's beliefs, I respect their right to believe but they don't mix at the hour of taking rational decisions. Those fanatics who defend memorized books and don't believe in equal rights should not be making any kind of decision.

Well the next day, on the Larry King Live show they covered the Lori Hacking Case, and Mr. Smart (Elizabeth Smart's father) couldn't stop talking about how everyone's prayers brought Elizabeth back home after 9 months of abduction. Mr. King nodded yes every single time he went on and on with his preaching. I mean, yes we all want her to come home safe, but there is no way religion is the instrument that will make that happen. I believe there is a God yes. I talk to him yes. Do I believe he is the one moving pieces for us? No. Why? Because that gives organized religion what I don't want them to have, power.
So first all I wanted to say when I started to type was "Mr. King put your shit together", but instead I'm gonna go with "different views make issues what they are, our responsibility is to get involve in change so start thinking".

2004-07-22T14:56:00.000-03:00

Funny stickers

2004-07-16T16:02:00.000-03:00

The bears

As I tested a new digital camera, I got the dogs to think and talk. And of course I'm going to share what I think they were saying or thinking directly through their eyes.

Keiko: *I'm not breathing Barbara, that way I won't close my beautiful eyes, oh and I won't laugh, I'll just show 2 teeth that is it!*

N: *If I show 3 teeth are you going to take that tiny thingy away?*

Indira: *WAIT, wait, wait till I find a good position, you know all those years modeling are totally paying off today.*

2004-07-14T20:51:00.000-03:00

Picture taken fron sincereamore.com

2004-07-12T13:07:00.000-03:00

Reading:

Something kinda lefty

2004-07-10T19:02:00.000-03:00

Winter's here

It's snowing in Mar del Plata.

And I am not there. Maybe if we all push a little bit we can make it arrive here.

Ps. Maybe not. Stop pushing!!. I don't think all the ones that are living under highways in this freezing cold would like it.

Pictures taken from Clarin.com

2004-07-09T12:39:00.000-03:00

Cheap Literature

The life of a girl

It was eleven am when she finally woke up. Morning seemed unreal in her eyes, for she could not believe she was still alive.
She used to say, always find a reason to shower everyday.
Or Go ahead exhale that pain you have in your guts out, it's not easy but I'll help you try.
And she knows meals, laughs, stares come and they go, but there is something stable at night she will cry.

Life had forgotten to bring the good parts, it was a desert under water, it was a dessert made for no one.
And it wasn't fair, no it was not rare.
She asks herself what to do next every time she feels the sky is falling down. One could suppose friends would always stay, lovers would find their way, angels would take care, problems would be solved with dare. But her eyes knew better, she wasn't going to stop and wait God's letter. "I'll find a way in time!". An hypocrisy, she was way to paralyzed.
Her own fears of loving a wrong gal put her down a train's track. All she wanted, needed was love, just love. Oh no no no, that's not how the world works.

People got older and left the ville, or they died. She felt responsible each time. Cause what's the medicine for pain after death, what's the answer you will take she was just fake.
She felt fake and a waste of time in everybody’s life. Her pain was there where she had let it grown all that time. It had never been left loose anywhere, a refugee in her body still.

I wonder where she is now, maybe when I die I can tell if I see her walking alone in the sand of the sea. Maybe I'll ask her please give this old gal a break, give me a reason to be dead.

Anonymous

2004-07-07T13:25:00.000-03:00

To dye or not to dye

Sometimes I wonder how many women and metro-sexual men manage to dye their hairs every month. I mean I have thousands of things on my Things To Do List and obviously when I look at it every morning I instantly get tired and I'm ready to go to bed again. There it's me having what no human being can call breakfast and saying to my deep inside "yeah right, good luck you number 1, ciao number 4, ha ha you number 3 I can't even belieeeeve I wrote you down, and of course the only one I always just happen to forget to do, write something here on this blog."
Anyway, there are people who always find time to dye their hair. They must find some kind of pleasure going to the hairstylist salon, thing we don't have in common I must say.

Sometimes when I walk pass one I even say a little prayer for the unlucky girl who happens to be tramp there alone in the most horrible hot place on earth surrounded by women who NEVER STOP TALKING.
Have you notice that when you enter one of those places your voice changes, your ears beg for a break and you suddenly shrink to the size of a coin a hot coin. By the time you're finishing you have no voice, not because you have used it a lot, nodding is just an impulse for what it is left of you. I won't get my hands into those mirrors, cause as I have said before, those mirrors are personality breakers, demoralizing demons bought on purpose. What's wrong with their mirrors? People we don't look like that no oh!

I always find a way to talk bad about the unpleasantness of hair managing and their hot market. That awful market.
That's why, yesterday on a relaxed afternoon I said to my Grandmother if she wanted ME to dye her hair. I explained to her, a 82 years old woman, that I've never done it before, but if she wanted to get her hair done instead of taking her to a salon I could (oh my Gosh) do it.
Poor woman, I have no principles. What is next for me to do to avoid a Salon?
Once I figured out what was needed to be mixed with what I started brushing her hair. I don't think the specialists call brushing to the same thing I call brushing, but hey it sounds professional and I'll use it.
In half an hour of brushing and 40 minutes of waiting, the final product was GREAT!. I tell you, I can do this for a living. I'll put it right away on my resume, right there next to my other not always successful attempts, such as guitar player. On references, I'll write my grandmother's phone number but first I'll just prevent her not to tell future customers that she happens to be blind.

PS. I LOVE YOU GRANDMA!!, that woman sure trusts in me like no one else.

2004-07-02T13:04:00.000-03:00

A really short post

I don't know where I heard what I'm about to say, maybe i read it on the airwaves or heard it over the news or just dreaming last night someone introduced me to the concept. Truth is I don't know where or how, but I can't take this thought out of my head.

You ask politicians to solve the problem of corruption when they are the principle cause of it. That's like asking a pig to clean up his mess.

And my head goes that's it. There's an answer to look forward to:

My Head pops up this Idea 1 - Create a non official organization in the hands of civilians with power of intelligence to denunciate corrupt acts found, estate employees who use their jobs for illegal acts, Judges who sell them selfs, legislatures who only care about their right to a high pension in the near future, private firms who fuck people everyday and the president with his ineptness and blindness. That sounds easy.

And After a while my head says Fuck Idea 1 - Denunciating them to their alliance the Judicial Power. Yeah OK, what about just voting for them again what can be worst.

I left the thought about that subject there last night. And today my head rings, I answer and from the other side I hear:

You can't fight with a pig, you just get all dirty and the pig likes it.

so I'm like is that really IT.

Meanwhile I'm still waiting for an Idea 2.

I'll leave you with this phrase:

I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always half empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth. Janeane Garofalo

2004-07-01T16:28:00.000-03:00

Reading:

"The supposed war against terrorism" Costs vs. Benefits.

2004-06-30T19:29:00.000-03:00

Leyendo:

Uno de los mejores textos que he leido acerca de la Seguridad Social en Argentina. R. Rofman - Banco Mundial (right click and save)

2004-06-23T11:05:00.000-03:00

Exams and Agony

Hand to hand there they go. I'm giving my second exam for a finance class today and I can't put my head straight for a single minute.
Experience at giving exams can be good sometimes, at least for me, but my nerves my freaking nerves have filled my guts with stress and anxiety lately. The reason I think is the reason I just mentioned, I can't put my head straight, I'm constantly thinking in something else, worrying in about what I have to do next, and next, and next.

The phrase "live for the moment" is such a bitch. What if what you care about is not the future but your current present taking you so much time and neglecting things that are meant to be done now, that are being judged as we speak.
Why can't we just forget to auto judge our acts? My head goes, if I do A I will do B wrong and if I do B, I'll make a crap out of A.
Is it lack of time? Is it a problem of focusing? Tell me, do i need a new focus?

The thing is that A and B are now part of the equation, and no I don't got kids.. i think, no wait that's impossible. But it doesn't matter, lets just pretend that my life focuses are my kids, cause let's face it the older one can be such a bummer sometimes.
Anyhow, it's my responsibility to take care of my kids, cause I'm a single mom and they need me. They both need my time and I can't discriminate and spare more with the one that everyone thinks it's going to be a football player cause he needs to go to practices and all, and leave the little one alone to take care of herself (yes she is a girl, totally unexpected also)

Who said priorities do stay in number one place all the time? maybe that was something I had to learn while growing up as an adult. I still have those priorities but I just have to learn to mix them with new ones.

But people, the tittle says Exams and Agony, see I ramble and ramble and hopefully I've proved my point, my head flys away to this planning land and I forget all about my exam.
As I said, anxiaty of the future that's becomming my new present is killing me while I strugle with my kids. The bastards..boy how I love them.

2004-06-21T23:10:00.000-03:00

It is hard

To see pain specially in the eyes of the ones you love. I can't describe how the look of everyone changes after they've lost a father, a sister, a son, a daughter, a husband, a pet, all reasons to be alive. But I sure know the feeling they radiate. I can feel it deeper in my bones. It makes me wanna cry and it feels like I got to find an answer.

I sometimes ask myself, where do reasons appear from? Is it destiny or just pure nature interactions? Can we really choose to love? fall in love? care? solve pain?. No we can't.
The answer is beyond the reach of our hands. It's spiritual random. It's everything we want but no one gets it. Lost and never found. Missing, we can't forget.
We were meant to evolve and see what we can loose, what we've lost. People we can remember what we've lost. We can sense everybody else remembering and just be here trying to ease their pain when we know we can't give them an answer.

I hope my family finds relive to this pain.

2004-06-14T15:36:00.000-03:00

Bye beloved Lamp

I don't know if you are the kind of person that breaks something every once in a while and I don't know basically because I have no idea who u are. But I'm the kind that breaks everything every once in a while.
Lately the intensity of my power, and yes it's a power kinda like superman's super power but instead mine works the opposite way, has gotten to sky levels. I destroy all what crosses my way.
I've broken things that anybody ever thought could get broken. Things that could never been replaced by their owners.
They all stare in horror while I put my dropping face, I wish they never get it on camera. Or I'll break it apart, by accident people, by accident!
I'm a dropper. I remember when I was drinking water in this convent kitchen and one of the three nuns that were staring at me just put a face I couldn't explain or understand, kind of face that your mind starts wondering, so I was like "what is she looking that way?" and then 2 seconds later I loose power in my right hand and there in seconds that passed like minutes, the glass from the XVII century brought from old Germany got on the highest roller coaster ever invented, danced on the air right towards the floor. Thousands of pieces got splashed on their shiny and intensively cleaned floor. Of course nuns don't take a sorry for an apology. Blaming her wasn't as smart as it appeared at that moment neither.
I understand when people break things, I don't jump around when they break my stuff but I don't get angry because it really isnt our fault. Accidents aren't our fault. We just cause them. But why would u get angry if I'm also really sorry when I break people's ugly stuff. Distraction exists. I can't help it. See I feel sorry I kicked that lamp today I should have looked more carefully, but what's a lamp supposed to do on the floor?.
All I have now are questions not solutions. When did I put that lamp there? Does it matter? it's gone, you'll have to deal with it, things go away, and sometimes I'm just the instrument that takes them to that journey.