last thursday when i arrived it was raining
it continued over the weekend with the exception of a record 5 min sunshine on sunday morning
today is wednesday and it's the third day on a row that rains non-stops
a walk in the park anyone?
Wednesday, 28 February 2007
Tuesday, 27 February 2007
self importance
Maladie qui affecte plus les hommes que les femmes mais qui est également letale pour les deux
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reflexiones
Monday, 26 February 2007
feeling broody?
well, go to a one year old birthday party and you'll see
fantastic decoration, fabulous cakes, lovely presents
parent's friends, parents with children, childless friends
and the best, the conversations: "uhhhh look (clap clap clap) he took one step"
forget about the yet-again Italian government collapse, the Oscars, the Beckhams or football!
mine said mamma last week, mine pooooooed green this week, mine is five weeks old
and you think: "gosh, get me out of H-E-R-E"
and then you reconsider: "that'll be ME sometime in the future!"
cos you realise Everybody does it, so it must be for a reason, an uncontrollable parental instict that forces you to dribble over children's bubbles
and you conclude: "well, until it's my turn, i pass"
fantastic decoration, fabulous cakes, lovely presents
parent's friends, parents with children, childless friends
and the best, the conversations: "uhhhh look (clap clap clap) he took one step"
forget about the yet-again Italian government collapse, the Oscars, the Beckhams or football!
mine said mamma last week, mine pooooooed green this week, mine is five weeks old
and you think: "gosh, get me out of H-E-R-E"
and then you reconsider: "that'll be ME sometime in the future!"
cos you realise Everybody does it, so it must be for a reason, an uncontrollable parental instict that forces you to dribble over children's bubbles
and you conclude: "well, until it's my turn, i pass"
Monday, 19 February 2007
my take
took a train and met up with the girls, to celebrate my 7th anniversary in my loved city
took the tube many times, to compensate for last year's living in zone 1 (hardly any required)
took a ride down memory lane with some eXs, completing a circle with fun and tears
took a train to the suburbs to give a surprise, spoilt last minute but worth it
took nothing but tissues out of a box and belongings out of many forgotten bags
took the tube many times, to compensate for last year's living in zone 1 (hardly any required)
took a ride down memory lane with some eXs, completing a circle with fun and tears
took a train to the suburbs to give a surprise, spoilt last minute but worth it
took nothing but tissues out of a box and belongings out of many forgotten bags
Tuesday, 13 February 2007
the power of mental barriers
mental barrier starts:
"oh! i can't be bother to do..."
"this is so sad.... i am so sad"
"i feel terrible.."
"surely i can't possibly ...."
"gosh, awful day.."
......conclusion: you won't do it
......repercusion: you feel guilty
......solution: you do it feeling like an idiot for not having done it on the first place; having taken triple the amount of time (from feeling like not doing it, to doing it and all the time it took thinking about it all); having stopped doing other things because you were either thinking, not doing, feeling guilty or doing it.....
final conclusion: just get over them from the start!
"oh! i can't be bother to do..."
"this is so sad.... i am so sad"
"i feel terrible.."
"surely i can't possibly ...."
"gosh, awful day.."
......conclusion: you won't do it
......repercusion: you feel guilty
......solution: you do it feeling like an idiot for not having done it on the first place; having taken triple the amount of time (from feeling like not doing it, to doing it and all the time it took thinking about it all); having stopped doing other things because you were either thinking, not doing, feeling guilty or doing it.....
final conclusion: just get over them from the start!
We agree
There is this arts centre I quite like and also dislike. Despite being voted "London's ugliest building" according to a BBC poll in September 2003, is still officially designated as being of special architectural, historical or cultural significance. But further to the site, they do theatre, art, dance, education, music and films....As they undergo their 25th birthday, they wanted to know, after thousands of films have been screened in their cinemas since their opening, which were the public's 25 favourite.
And ladies and gentlemen, the highly cultured attendants of such prestigious insitution agree with me, in at least one, the winner, which gave us this famous quote:
And ladies and gentlemen, the highly cultured attendants of such prestigious insitution agree with me, in at least one, the winner, which gave us this famous quote:
"In Italy, for thirty years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed — they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock."
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curiosities
Monday, 12 February 2007
En ninguna direccion
Yo en realidad, me considero una tia moderna y bastante avanzada tecnologicamente. Cuando las circunstancias lo pedian, y dando la espalda a mi natural espiritu rebelde y un poco suspicaz, me arme de valor y me compre un movil. Cuando me compre mi super dupa portatil, una mujer muy sabia, muy valiente y a la que admiro mucho me dijo que una vez lo tuviese, no iba a saber como habia sobrevivido hasta ese momento sin uno. Oye, pues dicho y hecho, aqui estoy, enganchada total.
Hay uno que se me escapa, de hecho, yo nunca he visto uno, de cerca quiero decir. Los he visto apostados en los tableros de otros, generalmente de esos carros pretenciosos, obscenos y anti-mundo, conducidos por señores con complejo de inferioridad o con un aparato minusculo o por señoras con suficiente laca en el pelo como para desafiar las leyes de los vientos huracanados o con una inseguridad ciudadana propia de un discurso de derechas. Tambien los he visto en los tableros de aquellos que hacen del carro su vida, o mas bien que dependen del carro para vivir, en estos supongo es un aparato practico, util y que hace la vida diaria mas facil.......pero a costa de que? Como otros aparatos a los que debemos agradecer su existencia a la inteligencia militar, el aparatito del cual hablaba Maruja Torres en el articulo del mismo titulo, el gps, a mi en realidad me da un poco de miedo. Llamadme irracional, llamadme fan fan de Surveiller et punir de Foucault o la teoria de la conspiracion, o lo que sea, pero hay dos cosas principales por las cuales no solo no me gusta sino que ademas me disgusta profundamente el aparatito en cuestion, porque como bien dice Maruja : Por el simple hecho de utilizarlo se les comunica a todos los servicios secretos que corresponden dónde nos ubicamos nosotros, por un si acaso; aunque un movil o incluso una cuenta de internet a fin de cuentas en eso son iguales....
Pero la segunda, es en realidad la mas importante. Ahora que nadie salvo los marcianos se sabe el numero de telefono de nadie gracias al movil, todos estos aparatitos, si si nos hacen la vida mas facil pero [..]
Por eso, llamo a la rebelion de los mapas y los libros!
Si usted desea unirse, no tiene mas que firmar en 'Comments'.
Hay uno que se me escapa, de hecho, yo nunca he visto uno, de cerca quiero decir. Los he visto apostados en los tableros de otros, generalmente de esos carros pretenciosos, obscenos y anti-mundo, conducidos por señores con complejo de inferioridad o con un aparato minusculo o por señoras con suficiente laca en el pelo como para desafiar las leyes de los vientos huracanados o con una inseguridad ciudadana propia de un discurso de derechas. Tambien los he visto en los tableros de aquellos que hacen del carro su vida, o mas bien que dependen del carro para vivir, en estos supongo es un aparato practico, util y que hace la vida diaria mas facil.......pero a costa de que? Como otros aparatos a los que debemos agradecer su existencia a la inteligencia militar, el aparatito del cual hablaba Maruja Torres en el articulo del mismo titulo, el gps, a mi en realidad me da un poco de miedo. Llamadme irracional, llamadme fan fan de Surveiller et punir de Foucault o la teoria de la conspiracion, o lo que sea, pero hay dos cosas principales por las cuales no solo no me gusta sino que ademas me disgusta profundamente el aparatito en cuestion, porque como bien dice Maruja : Por el simple hecho de utilizarlo se les comunica a todos los servicios secretos que corresponden dónde nos ubicamos nosotros, por un si acaso; aunque un movil o incluso una cuenta de internet a fin de cuentas en eso son iguales....
Pero la segunda, es en realidad la mas importante. Ahora que nadie salvo los marcianos se sabe el numero de telefono de nadie gracias al movil, todos estos aparatitos, si si nos hacen la vida mas facil pero [..]
así, poco a poco, pero inexorablemente, vamos dejando de
discurrir. Y se nos ayuda a transcurrir sin más. De aquí para allá y de allá
para aquí. Que es de lo que se trata.
Por eso, llamo a la rebelion de los mapas y los libros!
Si usted desea unirse, no tiene mas que firmar en 'Comments'.
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reflexiones
Saturday, 10 February 2007
Friday, 9 February 2007
Thursday, 8 February 2007
Wednesday, 7 February 2007
tranquility
being put in on place, breathing in deeply, recovering from a big effort
taking time to fulfill that need for a break that everybody but you can see
and you finally give yourself the chance
to take a break from the next step
to plan pleasure rather than a routine
to find the what, allowing time to flow until the when
being tranquil
taking time to fulfill that need for a break that everybody but you can see
and you finally give yourself the chance
to take a break from the next step
to plan pleasure rather than a routine
to find the what, allowing time to flow until the when
being tranquil
Tuesday, 6 February 2007
Time
There are two distinct views on the meaning of time.
One view is that time is part of the fundamental structure of the universe, a dimension in which events occur in sequence, and time itself is something that can be measured. This is the realist's view, to which Sir Isaac Newton subscribed.
A contrasting view is that time is part of the fundamental intellectual structure (together with space and number) within which we sequence events, quantify the duration of events and the intervals between them, and compare the motions of objects. [..]This view is in the tradition of[..] Immanuel Kant, in which time, rather than being an objective thing to be measured, is part of the mental measuring system.
The question, perhaps overly simplified and allowing for no middle ground, is thus: is time a "real thing" that is "all around us", or is it nothing more than a way of speaking about and measuring events?
Moreover, without any future events, how do you measure time?
I know the answer, do you?
One view is that time is part of the fundamental structure of the universe, a dimension in which events occur in sequence, and time itself is something that can be measured. This is the realist's view, to which Sir Isaac Newton subscribed.
A contrasting view is that time is part of the fundamental intellectual structure (together with space and number) within which we sequence events, quantify the duration of events and the intervals between them, and compare the motions of objects. [..]This view is in the tradition of[..] Immanuel Kant, in which time, rather than being an objective thing to be measured, is part of the mental measuring system.
The question, perhaps overly simplified and allowing for no middle ground, is thus: is time a "real thing" that is "all around us", or is it nothing more than a way of speaking about and measuring events?
Moreover, without any future events, how do you measure time?
I know the answer, do you?
Monday, 5 February 2007
las pequeñas cosas de cada pais
mi casa es el epitoma de estilazo, limpieza y orden, en realidad estoy por llamar a elle decoration
tal que viento huracanado he ido pasando por todos los rincones de la casa ordenando, limpiando, decorando
las grandes compras de ikea estan montadas, embalaje en su bolsa amarilla [amarilla para papel, azul para plastico y latas, blanca para basura general; que solo se pueden dejar en la calle para ser recogidas los martes (azul, blanca y amarilla) y los viernes (blanca), pero eso si, a partir de las 6 de la tarde. En inglaterra aprendi como hace colas en orden, aqui voy a aprender como se rige una sociedad que lleva el orden, la Organizacion (si si con mayuscula) y la cuadratura en la sangre]
el domingo como buenos ateo-agnosticos la dedicacion mudó a la proxima mudanza via rellenar solicitudes eternas para la gran familia de naciones unidas y semi-disfrutar de Smoke (la peli), semi porque si los doblajes en español son duros, al ViveLaFracophonie son terribles
tal que viento huracanado he ido pasando por todos los rincones de la casa ordenando, limpiando, decorando
las grandes compras de ikea estan montadas, embalaje en su bolsa amarilla [amarilla para papel, azul para plastico y latas, blanca para basura general; que solo se pueden dejar en la calle para ser recogidas los martes (azul, blanca y amarilla) y los viernes (blanca), pero eso si, a partir de las 6 de la tarde. En inglaterra aprendi como hace colas en orden, aqui voy a aprender como se rige una sociedad que lleva el orden, la Organizacion (si si con mayuscula) y la cuadratura en la sangre]
el domingo como buenos ateo-agnosticos la dedicacion mudó a la proxima mudanza via rellenar solicitudes eternas para la gran familia de naciones unidas y semi-disfrutar de Smoke (la peli), semi porque si los doblajes en español son duros, al ViveLaFracophonie son terribles
Sunday, 4 February 2007
my many facets
modern housewive
maru-paño-en-mano
madam bricolage
glam girl
party animal
sex goddess
interior designer
pilates freak
lady of leisure
and THAT only this weekend
maru-paño-en-mano
madam bricolage
glam girl
party animal
sex goddess
interior designer
pilates freak
lady of leisure
and THAT only this weekend
Thursday, 1 February 2007
get off my street.....
i'm walking down a street with my ipod on, you are looking funny at me but i'm Serious
i'm walking to the rythm of a song you cannot listen to
i'm dancing to the bongos of Da Lata but you cannot dance either
get of my street.....or i'll move my hip, and in one sudden move, you'll be off the street
i'm walking to the rythm of a song you cannot listen to
i'm dancing to the bongos of Da Lata but you cannot dance either
get of my street.....or i'll move my hip, and in one sudden move, you'll be off the street
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