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When Harry met Sally quotations

2011-10-29T08:38:00.000-03:00

some interesting quotes from "When Harry met Sally" (some of them were examples given in a Linguistics course I took).
some of them are really hilarious!

Sally Albright: Harry, you're going to have to try and find a way of not expressing every feeling that you have, every moment that you have them.

Harry Burns: Repeat after me. Pepper.
Sally Albright: Pepper.
Harry Burns: Pepper.
Sally Albright: Pepper.
Harry Burns: Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash.
Sally Albright: Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash.
Harry Burns: But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie.

Harry Burns: I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you.
Sally Albright: What?
Harry Burns: I love you.
Sally Albright: How do you expect me to respond to this?
Harry Burns: How about, you love me too.
Sally Albright: How about, I'm leaving.
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Harry Burns: I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Harry Burns: You were going to be a gymnast.
Sally Albright: A journalist.
Harry Burns: Right, that's what I said.
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Harry Burns: Why are you getting so upset? This is not about you.

Sally Albright: I don't have to take this crap from you.
Harry Burns: If you're so over Joe, why aren't you seeing anyone?
Sally Albright: I see people.
Harry Burns: See people? Have you slept with one person since you broke up with Joe?
Sally Albright: What the hell does that have to do with anything? That will prove I'm over Joe? Because I fuck somebody? Harry, you're gonna have to move back to New Jersey because you've slept with everybody in New York and I don't see that turning Helen into a faint memory for you. Besides, I will make love to somebody when it is making love. Not the way you do it like you're out for revenge or something.
Harry Burns: ...Are you finished now?
Sally Albright: ...Yes.
Harry Burns: Can I say something?
Sally Albright: Yes.
Harry Burns: ...I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Harry Burns: It is so nice when you can sit with someone and not have to talk.

Sally Albright: The first date back is always the toughest, Harry.
Harry Burns: You only had one date. How do you know it's not going to get worse?
Sally Albright: How much worse can it get than finishing dinner, having him reach over, pull a hair out of my head and start flossing with it at the table?
Harry Burns: We're talking dream date compared to my horror.

Jess: Emily is terrific.
Harry Burns: Yeah. But of course when I asked where she was when Kennedy was shot she said, "Ted Kennedy was shot?"
Jess: No.

Sally Albright: Well, if you must know, it was because he was very jealous, and I had these days of the week underpants.
Harry Burns: Ehhhh. I'm sorry. I need the judges ruling on this. "Days of the weeks underpants"?
Sally Albright: Yes. They had the days of the week on them, and I thought they were sort of funny. And then one day Sheldon says to me, "You never wear Sunday." It was all suspicious. Where was Sunday? Where had I left Sunday? And I told him, and he didn't believe me.
Harry Burns: What?
Sally Albright: They don't make Sunday.
Harry Burns: Why not?
Sally Albright: Because of God.

Harry Burns: Right now everything is great, everyone is happy, everyone is in love and that is wonderful. But you gotta know that sooner or later you're gonna be screaming at each other about who's gonna get this dish. This eight dollar dish will cost you a thousand dollars in phone calls to the legal firm of That's Mine, This Is Yours.
Marie: Harry.
Harry Burns: Please, Jess, Marie. Do me a favor, for your own good, put your name in your books right now before they get mixed up and you won't know whose is whose. 'Cause someday, believe it or not, you'll go 15 rounds over who's gonna get this coffee table. This stupid, wagon wheel, Roy Rogers, garage sale COFFEE TABLE.
Jess: I thought you liked it?
Harry Burns: I was being nice.

Sally Albright: Is Harry bringing anybody to the wedding?
Marie: I don't think so.
Sally Albright: Is he seeing anybody?
Marie: He was seeing this anthropologist, but...
Sally Albright: What's she look like?
Marie: Thin. Pretty. Big tits. Your basic nightmare.

[Playing "Pictionary."]
Jess: "Baby talk"? That's not a saying.
Harry Burns: Oh, but "baby fish mouth" is sweeping the nation? I hear them talking.

Sally Albright: You see? That is just like you, Harry. You say things like that, and you make it impossible for me to hate you.

Harry Burns: Had my dream again where I'm making love, and the Olympic judges are watching. I'd nailed the compulsories, so this is it, the finals. I got a 9.8 from the Canadians, a perfect 10 from the Americans, and my mother, disguised as an East German judge, gave me a 5.6. Must have been the dismount.

Harry Burns: You know, I have a theory that hieroglyphics are just an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxy.

Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally Albright: So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry Burns: No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too.
Sally Albright: What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU?
Harry Burns: Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally Albright: Well, I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry Burns: I guess not.
Sally Albright: That's too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

Marie: I don't think he's every going to leave her.
Sally: I know he's never going to leave her.
Marie: You're right, you're right. I know you're right.

Harry Burns: And was it worth it? The sacrifice for a friend you don't even keep in touch with?
Sally Albright: Harry, you might not believe this, but I never considered not sleeping with you a sacrifice.

Harry Burns: You take someone to the airport, its clearly the beginning of the relationship. That's why I have never taken anyone to the airport at the beginning of a relationship.
Sally Albright: Why?
Harry Burns: Because eventually things move on and you don't take someone to the airport and I never wanted anyone to say to me, How come you never take me to the airport anymore?
Sally Albright: Its amazing. You look like a normal person but actually you are the angel of death.

Harry Burns: Would you like to have dinner?... Just friends.
Sally Albright: I thought you didn't believe men and women could be friends.
Harry Burns: When did I say that?
Sally Albright: On the ride to New York.
Harry Burns: No, no, no, I never said that... Yes, that's right, they can't be friends. Unless both of them are involved with other people, then they can... This is an amendment to the earlier rule. If the two people are in relationships, the pressure of possible involvement is lifted... That doesn't work either, because what happens then is, the person you're involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you're just friends with. Like it means something is missing from the relationship and why do you have to go outside to get it? And when you say "No, no, no it's not true, nothing is missing from the relationship," the person you're involved with then accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which you probably are. I mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding, let's face it. Which brings us back to the earlier rule before the amendment, which is men and women can't be friends.

Harry Burns: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.
Sally Albright: Which one am I?
Harry Burns: You're the worst kind; you're high maintenance but you think you're low maintenance.
Sally Albright: I don't see that.
Harry Burns: You don't see that? Waiter, I'll begin with a house salad, but I don't want the regular dressing. I'll have the balsamic vinegar and oil, but on the side. And then the salmon with the mustard sauce, but I want the mustard sauce on the side. "On the side" is a very big thing for you.
Sally Albright: Well, I just want it the way I want it.
Harry Burns: I know; high maintenance.

Sally Albright: You know, I'm so glad I never got involved with you. I just would have ended up being some woman you had to get up out of bed and leave at 3:00 in the morning and go clean your andirons, and you don't even have a fireplace, not that I would know this.

[Harry and Sally discussing orgasms]
Sally Albright: Most women at one time or another have faked it.
Harry Burns: Well, they haven't faked it with me.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because I know.
Sally Albright: Oh. Right. Thats right. I forgot. Youre a man.
Harry Burns: What was that supposed to mean?
Sally Albright: Nothing. Its just that all men are sure it never happened to them and all women at one time or other have done it so you do the math.

Harry Burns: I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Harry Burns: With whom did you have this great sex?
Sally Albright: I'm not going to tell you that.
Harry Burns: Fine, don't tell me.
Sally Albright: Shel Gordon.
Harry Burns: Shel? Sheldon? No, no, you did not have great sex with Sheldon.
Sally Albright: I did too.
Harry Burns: No you didn't. A Sheldon can do your income taxes, if you need a root canal, Sheldon's your man... but humpin' and pumpin' is not Sheldon's strong suit. It's the name. 'Do it to me Sheldon, you're an animal Sheldon, ride me big Shel-don.' Doesn't work.

Sally Albright: Amanda mentioned you had a dark side.
Harry Burns: That's what drew her to me.
Sally Albright: Your dark side?
Harry Burns: Sure. Why? Don't you have a dark side? I know, you're probably one of those cheerful people who dot their "i's" with little hearts.
Sally Albright: I have just as much of a dark side as the next person.
Harry Burns: Oh, really? When I buy a new book, I read the last page first. That way, in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.

Jess: Marriages don't break up on account of infidelity. It's just a symptom that something else is wrong.
Harry Burns: Oh really? Well, that "symptom" is fucking my wife.

Sally Albright: But I'd like the pie heated and I don't want the ice cream on top, I want it on the side, and I'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it, if not then no ice cream just whipped cream but only if it's real; if it's out of the can then nothing.
Waitress: Not even the pie?
Sally Albright: No, I want the pie, but then not heated.

Marie: All I'm saying is that somewhere out there is the man you are supposed to marry. And if you don't get him first, somebody else will, and you'll have to spend the rest of your life knowing that somebody else is married to your husband

Harry Burns: You know how a year to a person is like seven years to a dog?
Sally Albright: Is one of us supposed to be a DOG in this scenario?
Harry Burns: Yes.
Sally Albright: Who is the dog?
Harry Burns: You are.
Sally Albright: I am? I am the dog? I am the dog?

Jess: You made a woman meow?

Marie: The point is, he just spent $120 on a new nightgown for his wife. I don't think he's ever gonna leave her.
Sally Albright: No one thinks he's ever gonna leave her.
Marie: You're right, you're right, I know you're right.

Harry Burns: The fact that you're not answering leads me to believe you're either (a) not at home, (b) home but don't want to talk to me, or (c) home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it's either (a) or (c), please call me back.

Sally Albright: I am not your consolation prize, Harry.

[after Sally fakes orgasm in a deli]
Older Woman Customer: [to waiter] I'll have what she's having.

Harry Burns: How long do you like to be held after sex? All night, right? See, that's your problem. Somewhere between 30 seconds and all night is your problem.
Sally Albright: I don't have a problem.
Harry Burns: Yes, you do.

Sally Albright: Well, basically it's the same dream I've been having since I was twelve.
Harry Burns: Which is?
Sally Albright: Okay, there's this guy...
Harry Burns: What does he look like?
Sally Albright: I don't know, he's just sort of faceless.
Harry Burns: Faceless guy, okay.
Sally Albright: He RIPS off my clothes.
[pause]
Harry Burns: And?
Sally Albright: That's it.
Harry Burns: That's it? Some faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and THAT'S the sex fantasy you've been having since you were twelve?
Sally Albright: Well sometimes I vary it a little.
Harry Burns: Which part?
Sally Albright: What I'm wearing.

Sally Albright: Yes it is. You are a human affront to all women and I am a woman.

Marie: Tell me I'll never have to be out there again.
Jess: You'll never have to be out there again.

Marie: Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste.

Marie: Restaurants are to people in the 80's what theatres were to people in the 60's. I read it in a magazine.
Jess: I wrote that.
Marie: Get out of here.
Jess: I did.
Marie: Where did I read that?
Jess: New York magazine
Harry: Sally writes for New York magazine

[Unable to guess what Sally is trying to draw during a round of Pictionary]
Jess: Draw SOMETHING resembling ANYTHING.

Harry: [after he has run into his ex-wife] She looked weird didn't she? She looked really weird.
Sally: I don't know, I've never seen her before.
Harry: Trust me, she looked weird. Her legs looked heavy. Really, she must retaining water.
Sally: Harry.
Harry: Believe me, the woman saved everything.

Sally: He just met her... She's supposed to be his transitional person, she's not supposed to be the ONE. All this time I thought he didn't want to get married. But, the truth is, he didn't want to marry me. He didn't love me.
Harry: If you could take him back now, would you?
Sally: No. But why didn't he want to marry me? What's the matter with me?
Harry: Nothing.
Sally: I'm difficult.
Harry: You're challenging.
Sally: I'm too structured, I'm completely closed off.
Harry: But in a good way.
Sally: No, no, no, I drove him away. AND, I'm gonna be forty.
Harry: When?
Sally: Someday.
Harry: In eight years.
Sally: But it's there. It's just sitting there, like some big dead end. And it's not the same for men. Charlie Chaplin had kids when he was 73.
Harry: Yeah, but he was too old to pick them up.

Sally: When Joe and I started seeing each other, we wanted exactly the same thing. We wanted to live together, but we didn't want to get married because every time anyone we knew got married, it ruined their relationship. They practically never had sex again. It's true, it's one of the secrets that no one ever tells you. I would sit around with my girlfriends who have kids - and, actually, my one girlfriend who has kids, Alice - and she would complain about how she and Gary never did it anymore. She didn't even complain about it, now that I think about it. She just said it matter-of-factly. She said they were up all night, they were both exhausted all the time, the kids just took every sexual impulse they had out of them. And Joe and I used to talk about it, and we'd say we were so lucky we have this wonderful relationship, we can have sex on the kitchen floor and not worry about the kids walking in. We can fly off to Rome on a moment's notice. And then one day I was taking Alice's little girl for the afternoon because I'd promised to take her to the circus, and we were in the cab playing "I Spy" - I spy a mailbox, I spy a lamp-post - and she looked out the window and she saw this man and this woman with these two little kids. And the man had one of the little kids on his shoulders, and she said, "I spy a family." And I started to cry. You know, I just started crying. And I went home, and I said, "The thing is, Joe, we never do fly off to Rome on a moment's notice."
Harry: And the kitchen floor?
Sally: [sadly] Not once. It's this very cold, hard Mexican ceramic tile.

Marie: Someone is staring at you in "personal growth".

Sally Albright: At least I got the apartment.
Harry Burns: That's what everyone says. But, really, what's so hard about finding an apartment? What you do is look in the obituary section. You see who died, find out where they lived, and tip the doorman. What they could do to make it easier is combine the two. You know, Mr. Kline died yesterday, leaving behind a wife, two children, and a spacious three bedroom apartment with a wood burning fireplace.

Harry Burns: We're talking dream date compared to my horror. It started out fine, she's a very nice person, and we're sitting and we're talking at this Ethiopian restaurant that she wanted to go to. And I was making jokes, you know like, "Hey I didn't know that they had food in Ethiopia? This will be a quick meal. I'll order two empty plates and we can leave." Yeah, nothing from her not even a smile.

Harry Burns: You know, you may be the first attractive woman I've not wanted to sleep with in my entire life.
Sally Albright: That's wonderful, Harry.

[first lines]
Documentary Couple: I was sitting with my friend Arthur Kornblum, in a restaurant, it was a Horn and Hardart cafeteria. And this beautiful girl walked in and I turned to Arthur and I said Arthur, you see that girl? I'm going to marry her. And two weeks later we were married. And it's over fifty years later and we are still married.

[last lines]
[voiceover as last documentary couple]
Harry Burns: The first time we met, we hated each other.
Sally Albright: No, you didn't hate me, I hated you. The second time we met, you didn't even remember me.
Harry Burns: I did too, I remembered you. The third time we met, we became friends.
Sally Albright: We were friends for a long time.
Harry Burns: And then we weren't.
Sally Albright: And then we fell in love.
[on sofa as last documentary couple]
Sally Albright: Three months later we got married.
Harry Burns: Yeah, it only took three months.
Sally Albright: Twelve years and three months.
Harry Burns: We had this - we had a really wonderful wedding.
Sally Albright: It was - it really was a
[laugh]
Sally Albright: beautiful wedding.
Harry Burns: [overlapping] It was great. We had this enormous coconut cake.
Sally Albright: Huge coconut cake with a - with a - tiers and there was this very rich chocolate sauce on the side.
Harry Burns: Right, cause not everybody likes it on the cake, cause it makes it very soggy.
Sally Albright: Particularly the coconut soaks up a lot of excess and you really - it's important to keep it on the side.
Harry Burns: Right.

blog del blog

2011-10-04T11:29:00.000-03:00

http://youtu.be/LVu66hazkjY
la canción de la serie de Carolina Aguirre (que empezó con el blog Bestiaria, en mi columna de blogs) y que luego creó otro blog para Ciega a citas.

al principio la canción sólo me pareció pegadiza, hoy me parece graciosa hasta la letra.
escuchen con atención (y si pueden, lean el blog o vean la serie, es muy, muy ¡divertido/a!)

take it as it is

2011-10-04T00:38:00.001-03:00

Oh well. Nada cambió.
sigo siendo la misma. Quizá con nuevas experiencias en este mundo. Un poco más fuerte y más frágil. Con el corazón afligido por distintos motivos: mi perra que se fue, algunos amigos que abandonaron el barco. El trabajo, que es mucho, ya no me satisface como antes.
tengo ganas de volar hacia otras latitudes, y sé que lo haré pronto. Simplemente estoy terminando con otros procesos que necesitan un fin.

a veces nada cambia y a veces nada parece cambiar cuando todo cambió.
difícil de poner en palabras, sencillamente hay cosas que se sienten y no se pueden explicar. Sólo saber que es momento de cambios.

I need something more

2011-05-20T17:52:00.000-03:00

todos procesamos lo que nos pasa de forma distinta. La vida, el trabajo, las obligaciones, los problemas, las cuestiones diarias, las señoras que nos ayudan con la limpieza, los duelos o las compras.

me pregunto qué es eso y por qué sucede. Con unos cuantos libros bajo el brazo, siento y creo que todos somos distintos y que todos necesitamos cosas distintas. Y cada uno sabe cómo hacer para solucionar o apaciguar o apasionarse por lo que le sucede.

para mí, es un seguir adelante, es ponerme metas y cumplirlas, es demostrar lo que siento. Y seguir. Porque la vida pasa y necesitamos crecer, acomodarnos, reubicarnos en tiempo y espacio, darnos tiempo y crecer. Porque hoy no somos los mismos de ayer ni los de mañana.

y la vida pasa y pasa, y cada día pasa y pasa. ¿Dónde estamos, qué hacemos? hoy es hoy. Mañana no se sabe y ayer ya pasó, no lo podemos alterar.

de vuelta en el blog

2011-04-18T15:38:00.000-03:00

Hoy en español, quizá otro día en inglés. Sólo digo que... no importa el idioma, lo que nos pasa es más o menos universal: falta de tiempo, aumento de trabajo, falta de amor o sobrante del mismo, con salud o sin ella. Unos más, otros menos.

La vida es lo que es. Bienvenidos de nuevo al blog.

aha!

2010-09-09T23:29:00.000-03:00

ok, now I'm back-back in town. I've been far away, but it doesn't matter. I'm back now and everything's almost perfect.

I really, really mean "almost" perfect. Reasons? to be back in town has its pros and cons, oh, yeah. The view of my room is one of trees, no longer the deep blue sea :-( however, I can cope with that. I cannot cope with the idea that my life has changed so much in such little time.

Interpreting's doing more than fine, I'm very happy about it, but my memory's on hold once interpretations are over. That means I can't remember a thing of what I said/interpreted. Hello? do I have my head over my shoulders? or is it a brick? because I feel no difference right now.

Let's put it in this way: I'm so stressed and tired that I can only think of sleeping, resting, studying hard to render quality interpretations and read some good books. Don't make any additional requests because I'm not up to them.

But hey, that's enough for the time being, right?

back for good

2010-08-18T09:58:00.000-03:00

Hey now now. How do you do, as the lyrics of some songs. It's been a while and I did miss you all. But I'm back now. And I won't let you go again.

I've been very busy trying to figure out my life, my job, my love life. And it's not that I solved everything, it's not crystal clear yet. However, some decisions here and there and I feel much better.

So now back in blogosphere.
This is just the introduction. Let me give you a hint of what I've been up to...
my life as an interpreter of an Englishman in Buenos Aires...
my life as a person in love with a commitmentphobic man.

here I am

2010-05-21T07:15:00.000-03:00

I'll be back in no time at all.

those little things that make you smile

2010-04-22T20:52:00.000-03:00

He's in town. I know it. I can feel it. However; I will not give him a call. I know things've changed since our last meeting. Now he wants to introduce me to his new girl. And I'm the old one. New and old one having dinner with him. Exchanging glances, as if we were good friends, being polite and nice and so on.

Can somebody please explain this situation to me? How is it that my ex turned into this guy with this new girl? I can't stop laughing at the situation, we're no longer friends, if we were once something like that.

And I keep smiling at those strange but real moments. I keep smiling.

inexperienced

2010-03-26T12:37:00.000-03:00

Do you feel like that in certain aspects of your life? I do sometimes.
I feel nervous, while my hands sweat, I feel thrilled at the same time. All that energy flowing within myself.

do you know why? it's called new tasks within your job. And that's how I feel when interpreting.
Welcome to my world, as Romi put it in her blog.

smiling

2010-03-25T18:40:00.000-03:00

If I had a blue-period, may I have a happy, thrilled to be in... - one?

suggestions about songs I should include in my list?
I can´t give any details here...

back to reality town

2010-03-19T07:37:00.000-03:00

Hey, I wasn't lost. I was on holidays.
Take a look at the paradise I went:

and now I'm back to reality...

otra vez Murphy?

2010-02-17T23:04:00.000-03:00

¿cuántas leyes de Murphy conocen?
porque puedo nombrar por lo menos diez seguidas...

historia de San Valentín

2010-02-13T11:16:00.000-03:00

La primera asociación entre el amor romántico y el Día de San Valentín tiene como base el Parlement of Foules (1382) del poeta inglés Geoffrey Chaucer (1343-1400):

Porque esto fue el día de san Valentín,
cuando cada ave vino aquí a elegir su pareja.

Chaucer escribió este poema en honor al primer aniversario del compromiso entre el rey Ricardo II de Inglaterra con Ana de Bohemia. Se firmó un tratado acerca de este matrimonio el 2 de mayo de 1381. Se casaron ocho meses después, cuando el rey tenía 13 o 14 años y ella 14.

En el calendario litúrgico, el onomástico del 2 de mayo es Valentín de Génova. Este san Valentín fue un obispo de Génova que murió alrededor del año 307. Los lectores supusieron incorrectamente que Chaucer se refería al 14 de febrero como el Día de San Valentín. Sin embargo, en Inglaterra el mes de febrero no es adecuado para que las aves se apareen.

El Parliament of Foules se presenta en un contexto ficticio de una tradición antigua, pero el hecho es que no existía tal tradición antes de Chaucer.

El Día de San Valentín es típicamente occidental, pues se remonta a la Europa germánica (incluído al actual Reino Unido) desde donde pasaría a los Estados Unidos y desde allí a gran parte del mundo, pero actualmente se ha extendido a otros países, como China, Japón y Taiwán.

En Brasil el llamado 'Dia dos Namorados' (día de los enamorados) es el 12 de junio. Las parejas de novios cambian regalos y tarjetas.

En Bolivia se festeja el 21 de septiembre, que se conoce como Día del Estudiante, de la Juventud, de la Primavera y el Amor.

En China ya existía el Qi Qiao Jie (día para mostrar las habilidades’), celebrado el séptimo día del séptimo mes del calendario lunar.

En Chile se conoce como día de los enamorados, siendo un día donde las parejas (sea pololos, novios o esposos) celebran el amor y la unión del uno con el otro.

En Republica DominicanaSe conoce como el Dia Del Amor Y La Amistad se festeja el dia 14 de Febrero. Se acostumbra a reunirse con amigos, enviar postales, chocolates, cenas románticas, etc.

En Colombia se conoce como El Día del Amor y la Amistad y no se celebra el 14 de febrero sino en septiembre, pues en la mayor parte del país febrero es el mes de la temporada escolar y además porque se lleva a cabo una de las festividades más importantes del País: El Carnaval de Barranquilla, Patrimonio Oral e Inmaterial de la Humanidad. Es común la tradición del «amigo secreto», que consiste en introducir en un recipiente papeles pequeños con los nombres de los participantes, luego, cada uno va extrayendo un papel y deben dar un presente a la persona cuyo nombre diga el papel.

En Ecuador se suele celebrar el 14 de febrero con rosas, tarjetas, serenatas, cenas nocturnas entre parejas casadas, de novios y amigos.

En Centro America también se conoce como Día del Amor y la Amistad o Día del Cariño. Las personas lo demuestran haciendo de intercambio por ejemplo amigos secretos, regalando rosas los hombres a las mujeres, chocolates y pequeños detalles que demuestren amor y amistad.

En Japón, además del festival de Tanabata —versión local del Qi Qiao Jie chino—, el Día de San Valentín se celebra desde febrero de 1958, impulsado inicialmente por la compañía de chocolates Morozoff. Como particularidad, se destaca el hecho de que son las mujeres quienes regalan chocolates a los hombres, ya sean sus familiares, amigos o compañeros de trabajo. En este último caso, el obsequio se vuelve casi una obligación, pues deben regalarles chocolates a todos sus colegas giri-choco, de giri: ‘deber’, y choco: apócope de chokorito: ‘chocolate’). Para el hombre que la mujer ama verdaderamente se regala el hommei choco. Como una especie de compensación, inventado por los pasteleros en 1980, los hombres devuelven el favor un mes después, el 14 de marzo, celebración conocida como White Day (‘día blanco’), en el que se suelen regalar obsequios de color blanco, como chocolate blanco, malvaviscos o incluso ropa interior.

En México se demuestra el amor entre novios o esposos regalando rosas y chocolate, pero también se festeja ese dia con los amigos más cercanos intercambiando tarjetas.

En Perú esta fiesta se conoce como Día del Amor y la Amistad, en esta fecha el intercambio de tarjetas, peluches y bombones de chocolate rellenos, especialmente diseñados y decorados para esta ocasión son muy populares. Dentro de los regalos más preciados se encuentran las orquídeas, oriundas de la flora peruana.

En República Dominicana se celebra el 14 de febrero, día de San Valentín, día del amor y la amistad y también día de los enamorados; en ese día los novios y amigos se regalan diferentes artículos que guarden alguna relación con el significado del día. En algunas instituciones invitan a vestirse de rojo o rosado y hacen actividades como angelitos, buzones, karaokes, serenatas, intercambios, entre otros.

En Venezuela se celebra el 14 de febrero, día en que los novios, esposos, y amigos, celebran el día del amor y la amistad regalando flores, tarjetas y chocolates, entre los más comunes y reuniéndose a compartir con las personas más allegadas.

En Egipto es el 4 de noviembre.

te das cuenta que...

2010-02-07T12:09:00.001-03:00

cuando uno está distraído puede ser por muchas causas y te pasan cosas como estas:

1) vas a la oficina y después de mediodía te das cuenta que te pusiste zapatos distintos (aunque muy parecidos en el estilo y del mismo color). ¿Lo bueno? nadie se dio cuenta porque usás pantalones. ¿Lo malo? tenés una salida más tarde y seguro te miran hasta los zapatos. ¿Lo divertido? comentarlo con tus compañeras de trabajo y no parar de reírte en lo que queda del día laboral.

2) salís con alguien, te quedás a dormir en su casa, al día siguiente baja a abrirte para que te vayas a tu trabajo. Hasta acá todo bien, pero no te olvides de los zapatos. Mirátelos bien antes de tener que caminar unas cuadras hasta el medio de transporte que te deposite en la oficina. Y mirá bien-bien porque quizá uno de los dos no esté en el mejor de los estados y penda de un clavo que justo está por caducar en el momento que te pusiste a caminar. Y no resiste la cantidad de cuadras que tenés que caminar. ¿Qué hacés?: ¿taxi? no encontrás ni de casualidad (es casi de madrugada), ¿un lugar donde arreglar tu zapato? ídem que la respuesta anterior, los comercios no abren de madrugada para vos. Entonces, como los minutos cuentan y tenés muchas cosas que hacer en la oficina, seguís caminando, tratando de no apoyar todo el pie. Y así hasta que llegás cerca de la oficina y te encontrás con que el Dios de los Zapateros existe: hay un comercio pensado para personas como vos, que abren tempranito (al que madruga verdaderamente el de arriba, pero el de los zapatos, te ayuda).

3) salís con tu novio, estás de viaje, el mar de fondo, música para los oídos. Pero no cenaste todavía. Y de repente pasan por un dance club y decís "¿vamos?" porque sabés que es tan de madera bailando que se va a quedar toda la noche sentado (lo querés, pero ¿por qué no bailar si a él no le gusta?). Entonces, claro, te da sed después de bailar un rato y ¿qué te ofrece tu apuesto novio? un líquido extraño que tiene cara de "tomame ya!". Luego te enterás que es una mezcla de whisky (que nunca tomaste) y Coca-Cola. Bueno, pero seguís con sed y pedís un re-fill.
¿Y qué lográs? se te mueve el novio que está sentado, se te cierra el estómago, todo te parece divertido. Cuando salís por la puerta que entraste, te encontrás con un lago que no era más que una zanja antes de entrar. El vehículo que te lleva, de repente, te hace marear. Te bajás en una estación de servicio disimulando el terrible estado de ebriedad (again, primera vez en tu vida que tomás esa bebida). Pero no lográs más que lavarte la cara, las manos y volver de la misma forma (poco señorial) al mismo vehículo.
Cuando se pone en movimiento, te das cuenta que estás mucho más mareada que antes y le pedís al conductor (el que se movía estando sentado) que por favor se detenga porque "me voy a morir". En ese mismísimo momento sabés que 1) no se toma algo que nunca probaste, 2) que siempre tenés que comer antes de tomar, 3) que nunca más en tu vida vas a hacer semejante papelón.

Lo más sorprendente de todo es que estas historias nunca se las contaste a las personas con las que compartiste esos momentos. ¡Qué distracción!

One thing

2010-01-27T19:59:00.000-03:00

taken from No Impact Man

One thing I can always do

People ask me all the time what they can do to help. I have a list of things that you can find here. But there are times when it seems like nothing I can possibly do on that list or any thing else help the world. I don't mean to sound pious, as if I spend all my days trying to figure out how to help--I don't.

But there are times when I become aware of so many things that seem to be going wrong and I feel powerless in the face of it all. At that moment, there seems like there is only one thing left I can do: I pray.

I know this might offend some people. It will offend some people because the idea that prayer is an answer to the world's problems sounds weak and overly supernatural. It will offend others because the idea that prayer is a last resort instead the first sounds like an error.

But I am not talking about what other people do or should do. I am not talking about how other people or even I should do things. I am just talking about what comes naturally to me.

When it seems like there is nothing left to do, I pray. And because I pray, I feel I am doing something that is, at least, better than nothing. There is always one thing left to do. And because I pray silently and privately, and because I know some other people do so too, I feel solidarity with them.

"Prayer" is just the way of talking about what I do from my own spiritual perspective. An agnostic or atheist, at that point, might simply hope or aspire. Perhaps a Buddhist would chant.

I know that I'm risking sounding like a crackpot to some people, that I'm taking the risk of sounding irrational. But here is the thing, I think we--meaning the human race--has come to depend too much on its rationality. We have come to worship our brains when what is best about us may be our heart. We imagine that intelligence is our highest function when, in fact, that status may belong to our compassion.

So I figure I should pray. Or hope. Or aspire. I'm not saying that I should stop doing everything else, but maybe there is something to the intentionality that comes when we privately aspire, through the function of our compassion, to do something great.

Anyone want to join in?

Chitty is alive

2010-01-19T23:06:00.002-03:00

For those of you who never read his blog, it's still in the air...
don't lose the opportunity to visit Chitty's old posts
he's still uploading videos.

while

2010-01-19T22:58:00.000-03:00

It's been a while. Oh I know, but hey, I've been working hard. Apart from that, I've been a busy bee for the last six months or so.

So, stay tuned. I´ll resume posting here soon.

metas

2010-01-17T22:21:00.000-03:00

cuáles son las más importantes?
personales, laborales?
mix?

a dónde nos llevan?

brand new day

2010-01-09T06:57:00.000-03:00

I can't think of a better time than today: it's a sunny day and I'm ready to be surprised. Three days away from my birthday, I'm singing and feeling happy.

And for once in my life, being thrilled about this brand new day depends on myself.

esas raras sensaciones navideñas

2009-12-26T10:55:00.000-03:00

regalos, regalos, regalos.
sueño con no hacerlos, con no recibirlos.
sueño que dejaron de ser parte de la rutina.

pero la navidad tiene esa magia que a último momento te contagia, te despierta, te arranca una sonrisa.

feliz navidad a todos

heard it before

2009-12-13T17:32:00.002-03:00

be patient!!!!!!

why do I have to hear that phrase over and over again???

sueño

2009-12-08T06:37:00.001-03:00

uf, me estoy despertando casi todos los días a las 5 AM, alguien me puede dar su consejo sobre qué hace para seguir durmiendo?

¡muchas gracias!

techno girl? not in a million years, baby!

2009-11-29T09:59:00.001-03:00

Belle de Jour explains how I also feel about technology much better than I would:
5 things I hate about technology:

* Ubiquity. Until 2002, I had no home computer and no home phone (or mobile). When circumstances forced otherwise, I realised I was losing my much-cherished Home As Hideaway ideal, and am still sad about that.
* Assumed ubiquity. I also hate how people assumed because I had neither a home computer nor a telephone I didn't know how to use one.
* Fakes, meta-fakes, and meta-meta-fakes. This bothers me more than a single bullet point's worth of summary, but ho hum. There are a shocking number of people who make money, not off developing technology or using it, but about talking about the people who develop technology or use it. Talking about the people who talk about developing technology or using it seems big these days. And those who discuss the cultural implications of talking about people who talk about the people who develop or use technology even seem to have their own conferences now. The content seems to me a lot like Wikipedia: broad, yet shallow. This makes me sad.
* Upgrades. I totally do not see the point of Microsoft Office and still wish for a word processor as good and with as many features as Wordperfect circa 1992. Yes, I also miss dot matrix printers, and those neat ones with little coloured pens. Sosueme.
* Cables. Ones I don't need or can't remember if I don't need them. Clogging up the place. Enough already. Mobile phone manufacturers, sort your shit out already. Everyone else, just start using Firewire and get it over with please.

5 things I love about technology:

* Multi-speed vibrators. So I don't use most of the settings, it's all about the fact that I could. This is truly the massaging shower head of now, amirite?
* Buying shit online. OMG, I can get a Jetboil replacement parts pack, an Elle Macpherson bra, and Life of Pi from the same website? Delivered tomorrow? Life. Is now. Complete.
* Never having to go to the periodicals section of a library ever again. Although I do resent the students of today for never having to know that particular form of torture.
* Spying on people I knew a long time ago. Way to go, Facebook. Now I need never give in to the urge to want to see them in person to discover how things turned out.
* Nanoparticles. Decades from now we will probably discover, too late, that they will kill us all. But fuckin' A. It's nice to live in an era where you can drop that word into conversation and people won't think you're a comic-reading nerd (even if you are)(fwiw I no longer have an active subscription to 2000 AD).

des-medida

2009-11-29T09:22:00.000-03:00

Si la suerte es proporcional a lo que piso en la calle (sin detalles, se sobreentiende,¿no?), creo que tengo que tener mucha pero mucha suerte por lo menos por varios años seguidos.

es largo de contar

2009-11-24T19:04:00.000-03:00

si escuchaste esta frase, acordate de mí: seguí escuchando atentamente... ¡¡¡escuchá!!!

porque si escuchás, vas a entender lo que el otro no te está diciendo.
porque si escuchás, vas a comprender desde otro lugar lo que sí te está diciendo y lo que está callando.

y recién después de mucho escuchar, pero después de mucho, mucho, mucho escuchar, recién en ese momento, te vas a dar cuenta si es para vos o no.

speechless

2009-11-17T03:25:00.000-03:00

Listening to old songs, such as Careless Whisper makes me feel hopeless, to say the least (all the memories I wanted to bury are back, so back that I think it'll take me years to get over all this stuff).

Well, this may be a new song phase...
let's see...

adsense payments

2009-11-04T13:57:00.000-03:00

After laughing for quite a long time, now I can share the info: the balance of my adsense account is USD8.5 (for 3 years)...

do they really think I'm going to spend time filling forms so that they can pay me that?

been there, done that?

2009-10-26T21:31:00.001-03:00

Watching a Seinfeld's episode:

Elaine: Been a while?
Jerry: I have a vague recollection of doing something with someone, but it was a long, long time ago.
Elaine: I think my last time was in Rochester. My hair was a lot shorter.
Jerry: I remember that it's a good thing. Someday, I hope to do it again. (Jerry looks at Elaine)
Elaine: What?
Jerry: What?
Elaine: What was that look?
Jerry: What look?
Elaine: The look you just gave me.
Jerry: I gave a look?
Elaine: Yes.
Jerry: What kind of look?
Elaine: I know that look.
Jerry: Then what was it?
Elaine: Why should I tell you?
Jerry: Well, you're the big look expert. I wanna see how smart you are.
Elaine: Trust me. I know the look. (Pause) So...
Jerry: What?
Elaine: What about the look?
Jerry: I don't know.
Elaine: You got something on your mind?
Jerry: No. Things pop into your head. You?
Elaine: Things occur to me from time to time.
Jerry: Yeah, me too. Well, you can't expect to just forget the past completely.
Elaine: No, of course not.
Jerry: I mean, it was something we did. Probably about, what? Twenty-five times?
Elaine: Thirty-seven.
Jerry: Yeah, we pretty much know what we're doin' in there. (Points to bedroom)
Elaine: We know the terrain.
Jerry: No big surprises.
Elaine: Nope.
Jerry: What do you think?
Elaine: I don't know. What do you think?
Jerry: Well, it's something to consider.
Elaine: Yeah.
Jerry: I mean, let's say we did.
Elaine: What if.
Jerry: Is that like the end of the world or something?
Elaine: Certainly not.
Jerry: Why shouldn't we be able to do that once in a while if we want to?
Elaine: I know.
Jerry: I mean, really, what is the big deal? We go in there. (Points to the bedroom) We're in there for a while. We come right back out here. It's not complicated.
Elaine: It's almost stupid if we didn't.
Jerry: It's moronic.
Elaine: Absurd!
Jerry: Of course, I guess, maybe, some little problems could arise.
Elaine: We, there are always a few.
Jerry: I mean, if anything happened, and we couldn't be friends the way we are now, that would be really bad.
Elaine: Devastating.
Jerry: Because this is very good. (Points back and forth between them to indicate friendship)
Elaine: And that would be good. (Points to bedroom)
Jerry: That would be good too. The idea is combine the this and the that. But this cannot be disturbed.
Elaine: Yeah, we just wanna take this and add that.
Jerry: But of course, we'd have to figure out a way to avoid the things that cause the little problems. Maybe some rules or something.
Elaine: Huh.
Jerry: For example, now, I call you whenever I'm inclined and vice versa.
Elaine: Right.
Jerry: But if we did that, we might feel a certain obligation to call.
Elaine: Well why should that be? Oh, I have an idea. I have an idea. No call the day after that.
Jerry: Beautiful. Let's make it a rule.
Elaine: All right, sir.
Jerry: Now here's another little rule. When we see each other now, we retire to our separate quarters. But sometimes, when people get involved with that, they feel pressure to sleep over. When that is not really sleep. Sleep is separate from that. And I don't see why sleep got all tied up and connected with that.
Elaine: Okay, okay. Spending the night is optional!
Jerry: Well now we're gettin' somewhere.
Elaine: What about the kiss goodnight?
Jerry: Tough one. You're call.
Elaine: It's brug-wa (?).
Jerry: Fine. Well.
Elaine: Well.
Jerry: You ready?
Elaine: Ready.
Jerry: So think you can handle this?
Elaine: Definitely. (Runs into bookshelf)

In the same episode:

Jerry and George are at the store.
George: What about jewelry? That's very nice gift.
Jerry: No, no. I have to be very careful here. I don't want to send the wrong message. Especially after the other night.
George: Maybe I'll get her some jewelry.
Jerry: No, no. You can't get her anything better than me. Whatever I spend, you have to spend half.
George: What am I supposed to get, a bazooka?
Jerry: You don't understand. I'm in a very delicate position. Whatever I give her, she's going to be bringing in experts from all over the country to interpret the meaning behind it.
George: What does she need? Maybe there's something that she needs.
Jerry: I think I heard her say something about a bench.
George: A bench? What kind of a bench?
Jerry: I don't know, but she mentioned a bench.
George: What, like at a bus stop?
Jerry: I don't know.
George: Like a park bench?
Jerry: I have no idea.
George: Who puts a bench in their house?
Jerry: Forget the bench.
George: I got it. You wanna get her something nice? How 'bout a music box?
Jerry: No, too relationshippy. She opens it up, she hears that Laura's theme, I'm dead.
George: Okay, what about a nice frame? With a picture of another guy in it. Frame says I care for you, but if you wanna get serious, perhaps you'd be interested in someone like this.
Jerry: Nice looking fellow.
George: What about candle holders?
Jerry: Too romantic.
George: Lingerie?
Jerry: Too sexual.
George: Waffle maker.
Jerry: Too domestic.
George: Bust of Nelson Rockefeller.
Jerry: Too Gubernatorial. (?)
George: Let's work on the card.

Then:
Elaine: (Reading card) Think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such a friend.
Kramer: (To Jerry) Yates.
Elaine: Oh Kramer. (They embrace)
Jerry: Could you excuse us please?
Kramer: What?
Jerry: We're talking.
Kramer: Oh, the relationship. (He leaves)
Jerry: You know, we never had one fight before this deal.
Elaine: I know.
Jerry: Never.
Elaine: Ever.
Jerry: We got along beautifully.
Elaine: Like clams.
Jerry: It was wonderful.
Elaine: A pleasure.
Jerry: So I think we should just forget the whole deal, and go back to being friends.
Elaine: I can't do it.
Jerry: You what?
Elaine: I can't do that.
Jerry: You mean it's... (She nods) No this. No that. No this or that. Oh, boy. What do you want?
Elaine: This, that, and the other.
Jerry: Oh, sure. Of course, you're entitled. Who doesn't want this, that, and the other?
Elaine: You.
Jerry: (Starts to correct then realizes) Well...

Finally:
Elaine: All right, you can take the newspaper. But I want it back.

Kramer: Oh yeah. So, ah, what're you guys gonna do today?
Elaine: Ah, this. And that.
Jerry: And the other.
Kramer: Boy, I really liked the two of you much better when you weren't a couple. (He exits)

End.
(hey, this is fictional, please)...

comentarios

2009-10-20T16:18:00.000-03:00

llevar a mi perra a pasear es toda una odisea, no solo porque su artrosis no le permite caminar bien, sino porque a cada paso las señoras de cierta edad me paran para hacerme algunos comentarios:

— ¡Te felicito que juntás lo que hace tu perra!

mi respuesta: mirada lacónica y sonrisa forzada (preferiría que en vez de felicitarme, siguieran caminando: no hago más que mi deber por tener una mascota).

— ¡Ojalá todos levantaran todo como vos!

respuesta similar...

pero siempre, siempre hay alguien que te hace cambiar de actitud: hoy una treintañera desde la ventanilla de su auto -el que detuvo solo para hacerme su comentario mientras se hacía una fila- me dijo:

— ¿No te da asco qu tu "perro" haga en el medio de la calle?-

(no era el medio de la calle, sino un costado del cordón)

y como decidí ignorar semejante comentario, siguió:

— ¡¿Escuchaste lo que te dije?!

esta vez, increíblemente, respondí:

— ¿Y vos viste las bolsitas que tengo para juntar lo que hace mi perra?

(entre nos, ¿será que podremos dejar de mirar lo que hace el otro para concentrarnos en lo que hacemos cada uno de nosotros como individuos? Parar el auto en una bocacalle para buscarle el "pero" al otro es algo totalmente inconcebible -sobre todo, si el otro es alguien responsable como yo-).

Vos, el de arriba, dame paciencia, mucha paciencia esta semana. Porque si la vuelvo a ver...

of all things

2009-10-04T21:02:00.000-03:00

Though I can't explain myself clearly, I can say everything's changing.

may be a poem can give you an idea:

Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless of investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!
The Mystery Cat, poem by T S Eliot

a way

2009-09-28T11:27:00.000-03:00

Certain songs make me think of certain people... (hey, I warned you, song mode is over, but I'll keep on posting songs).

You've got a way with me
Somehow you got me to believe
In everything that I could be
I've gotta say, you really got a way.

You've got a way it seems
You gave me faith to find my dreams
You'll never know just what that means
Can't you see, you got a way with me.

It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love.

You've got a way with words
You get me smiling even when it hurts
There's no way to measure what your love is worth
I can't believe the way you get through to me.

Oh, how I adore you
Like no one before you
I love you just the way you are.

nuevos verbos pronominales

2009-09-25T13:36:00.004-03:00

Yo cliqueo, tú cliqueas, pero, ¿cliqueame?, ¿te cliqueo?
Y... ¿te mensajeo? en vez de ¿te mando un mensaje?

¿no nos estamos yendo un poco lejos?
quizá todavía estoy un poco lenta para estos cambios...

longing

2009-09-21T01:53:00.002-03:00

Ryan (my 8 year-old crush) is playing football in Germany and he says that Argentines play better, though Germans play well.

He doesn't know I'm taking his words so seriously. There's sth we do better. Amazing!

primavera

2009-09-20T17:43:00.002-03:00

Supongamos que todavía la lluvia se refleja en mis pupilas.
Supongamos que los días de lluvia implican quedarse en casa.
O que de vez en cuando te toca salir.
Y mojarte.

Supongamos.

Ahora, también supongamos que mientras se te da vuelta el paraguas por enésima vez, decidís buscar un gorro para lluvia, aunque parezca tonto, y así ya no tener que depender del paraguas.
Supongamos que después de mucho buscar, lo encontrás.
Ahora, supongamos que increíblemente el tiempo cambia y todos los días de lluvia por delante se disiparon.
Supongamos que a partir de ahora, un nuevo elemento se cobija en tu cartera.
Pero sólo supongamos.
Porque la lluvia va a hacer su retorno triunfal.
Y cuando eso suceda, supongamos que voy a estar preparada.

conversation

2009-09-15T10:21:00.002-03:00

A young woman was talking to a lady about a baby.
Here´s what they were talking:

-Nice to meet you! Ahhh, is this baby girl your grandchild?
-Oh yes, her name's Jazmine. I've got three granddaughters. All of them are named after flowers: the first's Florence, the second's Rose and this is Jazmine.

I don´t know if the fourth will be called "Cactus"...

and peals of laughter were heard...

back to normal function

2009-09-14T12:11:00.001-03:00

Song mode is officially over.
However, I'll keep posting songs from time to time. So that you're informed.

no more

2009-09-11T08:45:00.003-03:00

I can wait another day until I call you
You've only got my heart on a string and everything a flutter
But another lonely night (and another, and another)
Might take forever(and another, and another)
We've only got each other to blame
It's all the same to me love
'cause I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there

May I never miss the thrill of being near you
And if it takes a couple of years
To turn your tears to laughter
I will do what I feel to be right

No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there
And I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away

Yes I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night I'm always there
And I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
I won't go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
No more lonely nights, no no ...

keep

2009-09-09T12:48:00.002-03:00

You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was something missing
You should have known by the tone of my voice, maybe
But you didn't listen
You played dead
But you never bled
Instead you lay still in the grass
All coiled up and hissing

And though I know all about those men
Still I don't remember
Cause it was us baby, way before then
And were still together
And I meant every word I said
When I said that I love you I meant
That I love you forever

And I'm gonna keep on loving you
'Cause its the only thing I wanna do
I don't wanna sleep
I just wanna keep on loving you

And I meant every word I said
When I said that I love you, I meant
That I love you forever

in red

2009-09-08T01:34:00.005-03:00

I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright
I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance
They're looking for a little romance
Given half a chance
And I've never seen that dress youre wearing
Or that highlights in your hair
That catch your eyes
I have been blind

The lady in red is dancing with me
Cheek to cheek
There's nobody here
It's just you and me
It's where I wanna be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I'll never forget the way you look tonight
I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away
And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling
Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight

The lady in red is dancing with me
Cheek to cheek
There's nobody here
It's just you and me
It's where I wanna be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I'll never forget the way you look tonight

I never will forget the way you look tonight
The lady in red
My lady in red
I love you

young

2009-09-08T01:31:00.003-03:00

Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The musics for the sad men

Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we're getting in tune
The musics played by the madmen

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever

Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don't they stay young

It's so hard to get old without a cause
I don't want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And dimonds are forever

So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true

rainy days

2009-09-03T16:57:00.001-03:00

Remember that piano, so delightful, unusual
That classic sensation, sentimental confusion
Used to say "I like Chopin"
Love me now and again, wooh
Rainy days never say goodbye
To desire when we are together
Rainy days growing in your eyes
Tell me where's my way
Imagine you're facin' a sunshine reflection
A vision of blue skies, Forever distractions
Used to say "I like Chopin"
Love me now and again, wooh
Rainy days never say goodbye
To desire when we are together
Rainy days growing in your eyes
Tell me where's my way
Rainy days never say goodbye
To desire when we are together
Rainy days growing in your eyes
Tell me where's my way
Rainy days never say goodbye
To desire when we are together
Rainy days growing in your eyes
Tell me where's my way

games

2009-08-31T15:46:00.003-03:00

Even if I can't say what I really think, I'm pretty sure I won't be playing Backgammon in a long, long time.

a matter of choice, I'd say.

meaningful words

2009-08-29T15:49:00.001-03:00

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.

Elizabeth Bishop

save

2009-08-29T13:28:00.002-03:00

You saw me standing by the wall, corner of a main street
And the lights are flashing on your window sill
All alone ain't much fun so you're looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go.

Don't save a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after

Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers can't find another way.)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day.

Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after....

Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why 'Ill keep my promise I'll melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul,
Some people call it a one-night stand, but we can call it paradise

Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after

Friday bonus

2009-08-28T18:48:00.005-03:00

I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship, has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you
I've been running round in circles in my mind
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl
'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find

And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
Its' time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

a sunny day

2009-08-28T18:48:00.001-03:00

There was a time some time ago
When every sunrise meant a sunny day, oh a sunny day
But now when the morning light shines in
It only disturbs the dreamland where I lay, oh where I lay
I used to thank the lord when I'd wake
For life and love and the golden sky above me
But now I pray the stars will go on shining, you see in my dreams you love me

Daybreak is a joyful time
Just listen to the songbird harmonies, oh the harmonies
But I wish the dawn would never come
I wish there was silence in the trees, oh the trees
If only I could stay asleep, at least I could pretend you're thinking of me
cause nighttime is the one time I am happy, you see in my dreams

Chorus:
We climb and climb and at the top we fly
Let the world go on below us, we are lost in time
And I don't know really what it means
All I know is that you love me, in my dreams

I keep hoping one day I'll awaken, and somehow she'll be lying by my side
And as I wonder if the dawn is really breaking
She touches me and suddenly I'm alive.

propaganda

2009-08-26T12:24:00.003-03:00

You've been just an early entry
In my diary
Another page I had to fill
Inside a book of a thousand
I turn the page but my heart still aches
Living my life without you
It seems like something is missing
Something is missing without you
I close my eyes and remember why
So much is missing without you
But when I start to write again

There's a gap in my life
That's too large to fill
A wound in my heart
That no doctor can heal
There's a ghost in my mind
Who is haunting all night
There is trust deep inside
Brings you back to my side
Myself deceiving

You've been another colour
To the picture Im painting
From the memory I have of you
But all the colours turn into blue
What you see is a part of me
Living my life without you
It seems like something is missing
Something is missing without you
But when I start to write again

It seems like something is missing
Something is missing without you
I close my eyes but I must be blind
So much is missing without you
Life goes on
I will be strong
Living my life without you
But once in a while I realise
That so much is missing
Without you

There's a gap in my life
That's too large to fill
A wound in my heart
That no doctor can heal
There's a ghost in my mind
Who is haunting all night
There is trust deep inside
Brings you back to my side

There's a gap in my life
That's too large to fill
A wound in my heart
That no doctor can heal
There's a ghost in my mind
Who is haunting all night
There is trust deep inside
Myself deceiving

Myself deceiving
But when I start to write again

There's a gap in my life
That's too large to fill
A wound in my heart
That no doctor can heal
There's a ghost in my mind
Who is haunting all night
There is trust deep inside
Myself deceiving

There's a gap in my life
That's too large to fill
A wound in my heart
That no doctor can heal
There's a ghost in my mind
Who is haunting all night
There is trust deep inside
Myself deceiving

Myself deceiving

song mood

2009-08-24T03:01:00.002-03:00

Hey!

I'm still in the eighties' mood.
Bear it with me, I'm having a great time stirring memories...

Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.
There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, why can't I?

eternal

2009-08-22T12:57:00.002-03:00

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming?
Is this burning an eternal flame?

I believe it's meant to be, darling
I watch when you are sleeping, you belong to me
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely, and then you come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely, and then you come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Close your eyes and give me your hand
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?

Is this burning an eternal flame?

(Close your eyes and give me your hand
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?)

it rings so many bells

2009-08-15T05:22:00.003-03:00

De Cita a Ciegas...

[...]
LG
Sí, es. Después de estar con alguien diez años necesitás una relación fácil que te cure. Un otro que te cure, que te devuelva la fé. El problema es que ese otro nunca es esencial. Es una relación de tres meses, por ejemplo. Una muleta, alguien que te ayuda a hacer ese duelo. Alguién de transición. Una enfermera que te ayuda a caminar de nuevo, te lava las heridas, te hace la sopa sin sal. Y recién cuando estás curado podés encontrar a alguien especial. Yo no quiero ser esa enfermera, Matías. Curate solo o contratá personal eventual. Emborrachate, dejale mensajes, cogé con putas. Curate como puedas.

Matías
¡No, no es así! ffffffffffffzzzzzzzzzzzz es como fffffffzzzzzzzz no es fffffffffffz no me fz interesa ffzzzzz no la veo más, es nadie, no es importante.

LG
Es tan importante que ahora mismo estamos hablando de lo no importante que es ella, en vez de hablar de lo importante que soy yo.

Matías
Nooooooooooooooooo fzzzzz zzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzz no fz no ffffffffffffffff fffffffffffffff fffffffffffffz zz ffffffzzzz fzfz fffffffffzzz zzzzz fzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzz.

LG
Va a llegar un día en el que, sin darte cuenta, vas a dejar de ir a sus fiestas, vas a dejar de hablar de las peleas con ella, vas a dejar de decir que es nadie, vas a dejar de verla en otras mujeres. Vas a dejarla. Pero hasta ese día, no podés estar con nadie. Así que andate a la cama, contá ex novias y dormite.

Matías
fffffffffffffz no no no ffffffffffz abrime fffffffz no fffffffffffffffffffff fffz hablemos fffzz fz favor fzzzzzzzzz

LG
No tengo más nada que decirte. Pero no te transformes en Marcelo, sé bueno.

Sé que siguió hablando porque antes de colgar lo escuché. No sé qué más dijo porque me fui a dormir. Me dejó una nota por debajo de la puerta pero no me interesa leerla. Hoy tampoco fue a la oficina. Rodrigo, en cambio, me dejó dos mensajes para saber si estoy bien. Quizás lo llame. Todos necesitamos un enfermero de vez en cuando.
------
taken from here
MATIAS
En algún momento vamos a tener que hablar. Quedate, hablamos ahora
y terminamos de una vez con este asunto.

LG
No quiero hablar. Me quiero ir.

MATIAS
Es solo hablar.

LG
No, no es sólo hablar. Cuando un vendedor de biblias te
toca la puerta no lo tenés que dejar pasar. Nunca.
Porque si lo dejás pasar, si abrís la puerta sólo para que te muestre,
te termina vendiendo la biblia siempre.

MATIAS
No entiendo.

LG
Que no es solo hablar. En algunos casos, como con
el vendedor de biblias, hablar es sólo el principio.

MATIAS
¿Entonces?

LG
(Saludándolo para irme)
Entonces nada…
La única forma de que no te vendan una biblia no es no comprar.
Directamente no hay que abrir la puerta.

memories

2009-08-15T04:20:00.003-03:00

I love them...

American Beauty

2009-08-12T22:55:00.003-03:00

a phrase I just heard:

never underestimate the power of denial...

anything to do with my life?
well, I've just shaken off an angina I caught. Translation: I'm back!

housekeeping

2009-08-12T22:47:00.002-03:00

See? I told you: I'm at my wits' end and that's the reason why I spent 2 hours of my life ironing!!!

Now it's high time I took a course on how-to-keep-the-fridge-cleaner-than-ever.

human

2009-08-12T14:02:00.002-03:00

I love this song!

I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes
Clear your heart...
Cut the cord

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancer?

Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Give my regards to soul and romance,
They always did the best they could
And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye
Wish me well..
You've gotta let me go

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancer?

Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we're receiving
Let me know is your heart still beating

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer

You've gotta let me know

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human
Or are we dancer?

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?

Are we human
Or are we dancer?

lemonade

2009-08-12T13:59:00.002-03:00

I'm sitting here in the boring room
It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast
I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree

I'm sitting here
I miss the power
I'd like to go out taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder

Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree

I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I'll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
And I wonder, wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see
Is just a yellow lemon-tree

old-time happiness

2009-08-06T13:50:00.005-03:00

The first, the last, my everything
And the answer to all my dreams
You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star
My kind of wonderful, that's what you are
I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two
You're all I'm living for
Your love I'll keep for evermore
You're the first, your the last, my everything

And with you I've found so many things
A love so new only you could bring
Can't you see it's you
You make me feel this way
You're like a fresh morning dew on a brand new day
I see so many ways that I
Can love you till the day I die
You're my reality, yet I'm lost in a a dream
You're the first, the last, my everything

I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two
Girl you're my reality
But I'm lost in a a dream
You're the first, you're the last, my everything

say it...

2009-08-02T19:51:00.002-03:00

Take a bow, the night is over
This masquerade is getting older
Lights are low, the curtains down
There's no one here
[There's no one here, there's no one in the crowd]
Say your lines but do you feel them
Do you mean what you say when there's no one around [no one around]
Watching you, watching me, one lonely star
[One lonely star you don't know who you are]

I've always been in love with you [always with you]
I guess you've always known it's true [you know it's true]
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye

Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye

Make them laugh, it comes so easy
When you get to the part
Where you're breaking my heart [breaking my heart]
Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown
[Just make 'em smile the whole world loves a clown]
Wish you well, I cannot stay
You deserve an award for the role that you played [role that you played]
No more masquerade, you're one lonely star
[One lonely star and you don't know who you are]

Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye

All the world is a stage [world is a stage]
And everyone has their part [has their part]
But how was I to know which way the story'd go
How was I to know you'd break
[You'd break, you'd break, you'd break]
You'd break my heart

I've always been in love with you
[I've always been in love with you]
Guess you've always known
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye

Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye
Say good-bye

pictures

2009-08-01T23:08:00.005-03:00

would you need anything else to relax?

time

2009-07-30T23:57:00.001-03:00

I feel I'm running out of time...

(don't know what else to say)

song

2009-07-28T14:02:00.005-03:00

Song a friend dedicated to me when I was fourteen!

When light goes down, I see no reason
For you to cry. We've been through this before
In every time, in every season,
God knows I've tried
So please don't ask for more.

Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye

Carrie, Carrie, things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet somewhere again

I read your mind, with no intentions
Of being unkind, I wish I could explain
It all takes time, a whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain.

Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again
somewhere again

When light goes down

-the new BH 90210- dixit

2009-07-26T18:58:00.002-03:00

one girl was telling another:
"The best cure for a break-up is a hook-up."

ver funny indeed (eventhough I don't agree with that strategy)

lesson in love

2009-07-26T11:20:00.002-03:00

I'm not proud, I was wrong
and the truth is hard to take
I felt sure we had enough
but our love went overboard
lifeboat lies lost at sea
I've been trying to reach your shore
waves of doubt keep drowning me

All the dreams that we were building
we never fulfilled them
could be better, should be better
for lessons in love

For restless eyes egos burn
and the mold is hard to break
now we've waded in too deep
and love is overboard
heavy hearts token words
all the hopes I ever had
fade like footprints in the sand

All the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better, should be better
lessons in love
if we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it, yeah
lessons in love
lost without love

Lessons in love
when will you ever learn
lessons in love
when there's nowhere left to turn
lessons in love
don't let your spirit burn
lessons in love
I'll wait 'till you return

All the dreams that we were building
we never lived them
we could lose it, we should use it
(lessons in love) lessons in love
all the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better (could be better), should be better
lessons in love
if we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it (good god)
lessons in love

High School 1st year... anyone?

¿tenés un plan?

2009-07-24T19:20:00.002-03:00

Cuando estoy molesta, angustiada, cansada, aburrida o cualquiera de las anteriores, me la agarro con las zapatillas:

las blancas quedan brillantes
las negras quedan lustrosas
las más deportivas (ergo, las que más uso) quedan frescas, perfumadas, con el exterior impecable y el interior insoportablemente limpio.

si paso de un formato a otro, puedo decir que:

las botas quedan como nuevas
las botas más viejas sufren cambios (tacos, color)

si de eso salto a la limpieza:

la cocina queda como si nunca hubiera cocinado
el piso queda más lustroso que las zapatillas

el baño queda impecable, no se salvan ni los herrajes de la puerta.

Ahora si es más frustración que otra cosa, pasamos a plan b:

noscortamos el cabello, eliminamos una por una las canas (con pincita de depilar y, preferentemente, sentada al sol), nososcurecemos las canas (según si tenemos por delante una salida muy pero muy interesante), nospeinamos las puntas del cabello para arriba, nosmiramos al espejo con una abstracción total.

Y si estoy exxxxtresada, necesito caminar durante horas.

Bien, ustedes que me conocen, ¿cuál dirían que es mi situación actual? (tendría que otorgar premios si alguien lo adivina?)

introduction

2009-07-23T21:31:00.004-03:00

Thinking about Romi -and a few friends who are on the process of moving out of their parents'- made me remember a very funny introduction: the first time I met the super of my former apt.

"Hi, my name is Pequeña Orquídea, I'm the owner of the apt xx. How do you do."
He answered to me: "Hi, Demetrio."
Of course I knew that was a first name. However, I was nervous and told him: "That's your surname. And your first name?"

Not exactly the best way to say hi for the very first time...

rainy-day movie

2009-07-21T16:08:00.001-03:00

I was absolutely right about Mr Darcy...

playing games

2009-07-19T12:59:00.003-03:00

Baby...Ooh...
Even in my heart, I see
You're not being true to me
Deep within my soul, I feel
Nothing's like it used to be
Sometimes I wish I could
Turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could
So bad, baby
Quit playing games with my heart

Quit playing games with my heart
Before you tear us apart (with my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart
I should've known from the start
You know you've gotta stop (from my heart)
You're tearing us apart (my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart

I live my life the way
To keep you coming back to me
Everything I do is for you
So what is it that you can't see
Sometimes I wish I could
Turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could
So bad, baby you'd better quit playing games with my heart

Quit playing games with my heart
Before you tear us apart (with my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart
I should've known from the start
You know you've gotta stop (from my heart)
You're tearing us apart (my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart

Quit playing games
Baby, baby
The love that we had was so strong
Don't leave hangin' here forever
Oh baby, baby this is not a lie
Let's stop this tonight

Baby, ohh, quit playing games

Sometimes I wish I could
Turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could
So bad baby
Quit playing games with my heart

Quit playing games with my heart
Before you tear us apart (with my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart
I should've know from the start
You know you've gotta stop (from my heart)
You're tearing us apart (my heart)
Quit playing games with my heart
Quit playing games

Don't you miss those old times?

kiss

2009-07-18T21:08:00.004-03:00

Abby's great post:

The first time I met him face-to-face I wanted to kiss him.

Actually, I had wanted to kiss him for some weeks; each conversation we had over email, IM, or Skype increased my desire, so that by the time I finally saw him in the flesh I was almost craven with my need to feel his lips against mine.

Ever present in my mind, though, was that the feeling might not be mutual: how can you know if there’s real chemistry until you meet offline? Not to mention, of course, the fact that he’d recently learned of my Girl with a One Track Mind infamy, and I was anxious to show him another side of me, so that he would be getting to know me, Zoe, not the obsessed-with-shagging ‘notorious’ sex diarist.

But I still wanted to kiss him, god how I wanted that.

I had a meeting in town and we agreed to meet up after that for coffee. My meeting finished early and I sat, nervously adjusting my skirt, in a coffee shop. I had partly dressed for my meeting and partly dressed for our date and struggled to find clothing that was appropriate for both. How to appear professional at a business meeting and sexy – but not too sexy – at a daytime date? I mentioned this to him over IM and he seemed shocked: had I not heard of the film Secretary? he asked. When he said that, I smiled inwardly and was reminded of a long-ago conversation I’d had with my friend Badman, about how one should test out people’s openness about sex and kink, by asking them if they’d seen Secretary. So I opted for the Maggie Gyllenhaal look of a fitted white shirt, black pencil skirt, and black peep-toe heels, and hoped that he’d like what he saw.

I waited for him to arrive and tried to catch up with work on my laptop, becoming so immersed in what I was doing that I didn’t see him until he was standing right in front of me. He was dressed – as he always is – sharply, a smart pressed grey jacket just covering a black shirt, and his Vans sneakers matching both the colour of his jacket and the salt and pepper of his hair. On his face was a huge grin, and instantly all my anxiety and worry disappeared into the air.

I jumped to my feet and our smiles matched as we each mouthed a quiet ‘hi’ amongst the hubbub of the coffee shop. We both simultaneously reached out into an embrace and we stood there a moment, our arms wrapped around each other, my face buried into his neck. I was faintly aware of the length of time we were intertwined, and how closely our bodies were pressed against the other – it was very intimate for such a public place – but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was breathe in the delicious aroma of his skin and feel the curves of his body against mine.

At some point, we both pulled back, slightly, and then before there was time for me to question it, or become anxious or succumb to nerves, he leaned in towards me and pressed his lips against mine and the kiss I had been waiting for, been wanting so badly, was happening. The anticipation had been building for some weeks and now finally, in one swift moment, it was here.

His kiss made me tremble, as I thought it might. With the gentle but firm pressure of his lips on my mouth, I felt electricity run through me: my whole body felt like it was tingling. More specifically, though, was the throb between my legs that his kiss had elicited: it was as if my pussy had a pulse of its own; a surging blood supply; a separate beating heart. Kissing him made my entire body feel alive and I wanted to greedily devour his lips, his tongue, and his breath like each was oxygen energising me.

We spent much of the date continuing to kiss, stopping only briefly for coffee, cake and of course conversation. Our “quick coffee” turned into a ten-hour date, and neither of us wished for it to end. It was so natural, so easy and relaxed, and with him, the hours went by like minutes.

I confessed to him, a few weeks later, just how turned on I had become, through those kisses. That sitting there, in that café, with his lips against mine, had left me so horny that I wanted to fuck him then and there. I described to him how, after some hours had passed, I had gone to the toilet and my knickers were so wet from my desire for him that I had to peel them off me before I could remove them.

His kisses still do that: whenever he places his mouth on mine, my pussy almost has a Pavlovian response, and I instantly get wet. “Your lips make my lips throb”, I informed him recently, to which he grinned, mischievously, and kissed me some more.

But besides the horniness that his kisses inspire, they now affect something else much deeper, and more pronounced, in me: they make me feel like I am me; they make me feel like I am home.

taken from here.

oh my little girl

2009-07-17T14:38:00.003-03:00

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Enjoy the silence

domestícame

2009-07-15T23:00:00.003-03:00

it's funny: I belong to a group that collects The Little Prince in different languages and that's Spanish in the title of this entry.

I don't know if I could take such a hobby. Anyway, my favourite phrase is in many languages: on ne voit bien qu' avec le coeur.L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux...

plus:
Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé...

oh, no, it wasn't a title that suggested something else... sorry if you got to this blog with a different idea in mind.

both sides

2009-07-15T13:58:00.004-03:00

Her house was facing the river and also the city she loved.
Take your time to go there. It's amazing.

extreme measures

2009-07-15T13:47:00.002-03:00

Not financial measures, not economic policies...
What I'm trying to tell you is that my surgeon measured my breasts (how bizarre though necessary job).
He said sorry and excuse me so many times that I felt completely overwhelmed... oh, well, he's a surgeon but also a young man.

and I won't tell you my measures, hehe. Not until I get my reduction.

caught you!

2009-07-15T13:43:00.002-03:00

that's a game a friend of mine played with her pet.
In fact, it was sth like: caught your nose!

Can I play the same game with people? Oh, it'd be so much fun!!!

précis

2009-07-14T10:07:00.003-03:00

Dustland fairytale beginin
Just another white trash
County kiss
Sixty one
Long brown hair and foolish eyes
Look just like you gone into some
Kind of slick chrome american prince
A blue jean serenade
Moon river what'd you do to be
But i don't believe you

Some cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the minute that i turn away
I got my money on a pond tonight

Change came in disguised of revelation
Set his soul on fire
She said she'd always knew he'd come around
And the decades disappear like sinking
Ships we persevere god gives us hope
But we still fear
We don't know
The mind is poison castle in the sky
Sit stranded vandalized
The draw bridge is closing

Some cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the ending were they turned the page
I threw my money and i ran away
Strait to the vally of the great divide

And were the dreams roll high
And were the wind dont blow
Out here the good girls die
And the sky wont snow
Out here the bird don't sing
Out here the field don't grow
Out here the bell don't ring
Out here the bell don't ring
Out here the good girls die

Now cinderella don't you go to sleep
Its such a bitter form of refuge
Ahh don't you know the kingdoms under siege
And everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in sixty-one
In the of the cadence in the young mans eyes
And were the dreams roll high

I can't describe it...

rien de rien

2009-07-14T01:03:00.005-03:00

This is a song I learnt by heart when I began taking French classes 20 years ago:

Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
tout ca m'est bien egal
non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
c'est paye, balaye, oublie, je me fous du passe
Avec mes souvenirs j'ai allume le feu
mes shagrins, mes plaisirs,
je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
balaye les amours avec leurs tremolos
balaye pour toujours
je reparas a zero
Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
ni le bien qu'on ma fait, ni le mal
tout ca m'est bien egal
non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
car ma vie, car me joies
aujourd'hui ca commence avec toi

Well, I never acquired that "r" sound that she spelled in her language.
Have you watched the movie about her life?

coincidence

2009-07-14T00:51:00.002-03:00

I see the numbers and I can't explain myself:

2 eights in my phone number
also 2 fours

at least every 5 minutes I need to write my passkey on one of the devices I use: 2 eights are right there on the screen.

I live on the 8th floor.

and I guess I never ever thought of that coincidence -until now-
and four is my lucky number, combined with eight.

ok, forget all about it, it's not a riddle, it's just coincidence! (should I buy a lottery ticket?!) (cliché to be inserted here concerning luck)

don't you

2009-07-14T00:35:00.004-03:00

Simple Minds Don't You Forget About Me

Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on

Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About me

Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down

Will you recognise me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down

Don't you try to pretend
It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security

Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I'll put us back together at heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away

Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on - call my name
Will you call my name?

Do you remember that old movie? Well, I watched it again some time ago and it deeply moved me.

thought

2009-07-14T00:26:00.003-03:00

it's not about you.
it's definitely about me.

(hope you can understand)

phrase to share

2009-07-14T00:21:00.002-03:00

taken from a friend's email: ...mi lugar en el mundo, de alguna forma, y donde soy yo y mis circunstancias como en ningún otro lugar...

crystal clear!
Loved that phrase!

cliché

2009-07-14T00:00:00.004-03:00

tout compte fait, en fin de compte... -sorry, back to English for a while- I cannot say exactly what I think... ("de tanto aparentar bondad, uno acaba por ser bueno", said Mr Dolina in a book). Have you heard of that book?
I can think of -at least- ten clichés in a row... how many can you think of?

La Rama de Salzburgo

2009-07-13T23:40:00.003-03:00

Soon: starting a reading club... -both in English and Spanish- (hi girls, will you join me?).

strange-strange

2009-07-13T23:16:00.006-03:00

for what is worth:
Mi dispiace devo andare via
ma sapevo che era una bugia
quanto tempo perso dietro a lui
che promette poi non cambia mai
strani amori mettono nei guai
ma in realtà siamo noi
e lo aspetti ad un telefono
litigando che sia libero
con il cuore nello stomaco
un gomitolo nell'angolo
lì da sola dentro un brivido
ma perché lui non c'è, e sono
strani amori che fanno crescere
e sorridere tra le lacrime
quante pagine, lì da scrivere
sogni e lividi da dividere
sono amori che spesso a quest'età
si confondono dentro a quest'anima
che s'interroga senza decidere
se è un amore che fa per noi
e quante notti perse a piangere
rileggendo quelle lettere
che non riesci più a buttare via
dal labirinto della nostalgia
grandi amori che finiscono
ma perché restano, nel cuore
strani amori che vanno e vengono
nei pensieri che li nascondono
storie vere che ci appartengono
ma si lasciano come noi
strani amori fragili,
prigioneri liberi
strani amori mettono nei guai
ma in realtà siamo noi
(coro)
strani amore che spesso a questa età
si confondono dentro l'anima
strani amori che mettono nei guai
ma si perdono come noi
strani amori che vanno e vengono
storie vere che ci appartengono
strani amori fragili,
prigioneri liberi
strani amori che non sanno vivere
e si perdono dentro noi
mi dispiace devo andare via
questa volta l'ho promesso a me
perché ho voglia di un amore vero
senza te

I'm gonna keep to these songs-mood for a while, the '80s-90's have come back! (stay with me, guys!)
+ I'll be taking Italian classes (hey, right after French, for those who follow the blog and won't be signing as followers).

Winter

2009-07-09T11:34:00.001-03:00

The great thing about winter is that you can stay at home with any excuse:

1) It's cold/windy/rainy/stormy/cloudy...
2) I'm cold/windy/rainy/stormy/cloudy (kidding, sorry)...
3) It's nice to have a cup of tea/coffee/ cocoa/mate/ any sort of warm beverage...
4) You have some spare time to complain about the weather (as usual)...
5) I caught a/n cold/angina/ I'm sneezing all the time/ My allergies won't let me go out...
6) I rented that old movie I wanted to see years ago...
7) My dog caught cold...
8) My cat is sneezing...
9) It's a great day to cook...
10) Oh, I'd like to stay in bed all day long...

wanted

2009-07-06T17:19:00.002-03:00

If you happen to see him, please let him know he is expected as soon as possible in this latitude.

old song comeback

2009-07-04T11:18:00.001-03:00

Listening old songs on radio shows is a blast when you wake up in a sunny day morning and dream of a different life...

ALWAYS (CROSSROAD)

This romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood
Its nothing but some feelings, that this old dog kicked up
Its been raining since you left me, now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter, but without you, I give up

Now I can't sing a love song, like the way its meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, thats just me

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there, forever and a day - Always

I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I love you - Always

Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
Touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers, try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I wish I was him, that those words were mine
To say to you till the end of time

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there, forever and a day - Always

If you told me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I would
Take a look at my face, there's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you

Well, there aint no luck, in this loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines

Yeah and I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there, forever and a day - Always

I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I love you - Always
Always ...

Hey, I wouldn't mind somebody like Jon in my life... have you heard his new songs? (oh, so nice when he sings rock & pop while he forgets the roll thing)

more and more

2009-07-02T11:39:00.001-03:00

If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.
-Steven Wright

singing old songs

2009-06-23T02:53:00.006-03:00

Don't you love singing aloud when you feel like doing so?

lyrics
Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now.
Don't be ashamed to cry,
let me see you through
Cause I've seen the dark side too.
When the night falls on you,
you don't know what to do,
Nothing you confess
could make me love you less
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you,
won't let nobody hurt you,
I'll stand by you.
So, if you're mad get mad,
don't hold it all inside,
Come on and talk to me now.
And hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
But I'm a lot like you.
When you're standing at the crossroads,
don't know which path to choose,
Let me come along,
cause even if your wrong
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you,
won't let nobody hurt you,
I'll stand by you.
Take me into your darkest hour,
and I'll never desert you.
I'll stand by you.
And when, when the night falls on you baby,
you're feeling all alone,
You won't be on your own,
I'll stand by you. I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you, won't let nobody hurt you.
I'll stand by you
Take me in into your darkest hour
and I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you.

Lyrics
It's amazing
How you can speak
Right to my heart
Without saying a word,
You can light up the dark
Try as I may
I could never explain
What I hear when
You don't say a thing

The smile on your face
Lets me know
That you need me
There's a truth
In your eyes
Saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says
You'll catch me
Whenever I fall
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all

All day long
I can hear people
Talking out loud
But when you hold me near
You drown out the crowd
(The crowd)
Try as they may
They can never define
What's been said
Between your
Heart and mine

You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all

The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know
That you need me

You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all

The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know
That you need me

You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all

quote

2009-06-19T18:32:00.005-03:00

A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts
feel so good. -Steven Wright

have you ever felt that way?

rush

2009-06-17T20:30:00.002-03:00

Existen aquellos que se apuran para no llegar tarde al trabajo, por temor al jefe, a que las reuniones importantes empiecen sin ellos, porque no les gustan las bromas de los compañeros de trabajo. Existen otros que se apuran a llegar a horario a todos sus compromisos.: reuniones con amigos, familiares, fiestas varias. También hay otro grupo que le tiene fobia a los cinco minutos de atraso de sus comensales porque se les pasa lo que sea que estén cocinando.

Y existen otros como yo, que se apuran a prender la televisión para mirar la serie de turno. Eso sí, que no suene el teléfono porque mi interés en la serie es inversamente proporcional a mi interés por los llamados. Podría decirse que si el mundo se cae en esos cuarenta y cinco minutos, no podría importarme menos.

fan

2009-06-06T00:11:00.002-03:00

Give me a five-minute break and I'll go here.
[bytheway, is there a MrDarcyRightOne out there for me?]

or, for a couple of nice friends, at least?
They won't settle for second best.

relatos extraños

2009-06-05T23:46:00.003-03:00

De vez en cuando pero solo muy pero muy muy muy de vez cuando le gano a todos mis conocidos con relatos raros (y creo que los lectores estarán de acuerdo):

Hace un año exactamente se me cayeron las llaves por el hueco del ascensor. Sí, cayeron muchos pisos. Sí, había cerrado con llave. No, no pude entrar rápidamente. Sí, el portero del edificio me hizo chistes sobre el tema varios días seguidos. Sí, tuvo que venir a mi rescate. Sí, estaba con mi perra. No, no estaba distraída. No, no estaba sola en el ascensor cuando me sucedió. Sí, bajaba apurada al paseo. No, yo no iba a pasear.

Lo único memorable de la anécdota es que las llaves aparecieron tan rápido como las había perdido. Una vuelta manzana y quince más tarde (para eso, ya había llamado a todos los integrantes de mi familia, en el caso de que ya no funcionaran las mías, cinco minutos más tarde y varios pisos de golpes graves después).

Y sí, sigo teniendo las mismas. Hasta el mismo llavero.
En mi defensa (solo para ustedes): alguien me empujó y podría decirse que no fue mi vecina que estaba pasando la aspiradora por el piso del ascensor. Y sí, tenía correa. Aún así, todos los días le sonrío. No, no conozco a nadie que le haya pasado algo similar, ¿ustedes sí?

where?

2009-06-01T19:27:00.002-03:00

I cannot find the cord of my cam, my earphones, one of the books I need. Also, one set of papers is deseperately needed.
Good to know that I still have the keys to my apt.

strange hotel names

2009-05-08T11:53:00.002-03:00

If I read about goblins one more time, I'll go crazy [believe me].
Why is it that hotels in small villages by the sea have names connected to magical elements???

letter

2009-05-04T18:22:00.004-03:00

Dear Sir or Madam

I would like to complain about the room rate you have just sent to me. I am shock to see that low season is no longer low as prices have extremely increased.

I will not stay at your hotel and I really hope you survive the financial crisis. If you happen to see a guest at your facilities, let him/her know he/she has completely lost his/her mind.

Yours truly
Pequeña Orquídea

something like that

2009-04-21T15:22:00.003-03:00

algunas cosas que me pasan últimamente, pero que traigo de otro blog:
10 cosas que odio de los cumpleaños

1. Saludar con un beso a las cincuenta personas que llegaron antes a la fiesta.

Si agarro al anormal que extendió a los desconocidos el ritual de saludar con un beso, le parto una columna de hormigón en el lomo. Estoy harta de entrar a una reunión y que cincuenta personas te miren la trompa para darme un beso. Es una locura. Ya la acción de saludar es bastante arcaica, para que encima la practiquemos con gente que jamás vimos en la vida. A nadie le interesa besar a sus compañeros de oficina o la suegra de un amigo. ¿Por qué no buscan novios o amigos por internet y se sacuden la necesidad de afecto de esa manera?

2. Cantar el feliz cumpleaños en bares o restaurantes
¡Levanten la mano el que quiera matar a los estúpidos que cantan el “Feliz cumpleaños” en cualquier lugar! ¡Yooooooooo! Estoy harta de estar tomando un café tranquila en un bar y de repente sentir un estruendo e barrabrava alcoholizado que golpea la mesa y grita incoherencias en la mesa de atrás. Tu amigo no es mi amigo, no tengo por qué padecer su cumpleaños.

3. Comer torta en servilleta
No sé cómo se les ocurre que servir torta encima de un pedazo de papel es un comportamiento aceptable para un ser humano, pero quiero aprovechar este espacio para decir que no. Piénsenlo bien. Ni siquiera se usan cubiertos. Uno agacha la cabeza a la servilleta y come directamente con la boca, como si fuese un perro. ¿Qué va a venir después? ¿Vamos a tomar vino de un abrevadero y a comer morcilla con la mano? ¿Nos van a tirar maíz en el piso para cenar? Festejar es un lujo, no una obligación. Si no querés hacer nada, no invites gente a tu casa. Yo tampoco quería ir a tu cumpleaños y ahí estoy, comiendo con las manos, como un animal de granja para que vos no tengas que lavar los platos.

4. Que cuando me regalen algo, me aclaren que es “una pavadita”.
¡Obvio que es una pavadita! El 90% de los regalos que recibimos son una basura infame que para lo único que sirve es para aburrirse, abollada, en el fondo del placard.

5. Que se crean esa estupidez de que el corazón es grande.
Si no tenés sillas, una cantidad adecuada de vasos, un sillón cómodo, gaseosas light, aspirinas, un baño en condiciones, un departamento en una zona segura y cercana, el número de teléfono de un radiotaxi, suficiente hielo, ventilación adecuada, no molestes a la gente con tu cumpleaños. Somos adultos y no, no nos arreglamos con cualquier cosa ni en cualquier lugarcito. La mayoría de nosotros trabajamos diez horas por día para después salir corriendo a tu fiestita macabra a descomponernos de calor y tomar gaseosa caliente. Metete tu corazón grande en el culo. No queremos volver a oír de vos hasta que no te compres un aire acondicionado.

6. Que siempre haya un imbécil con delirio de DJ
Estoy enferma de que en todas las reuniones haya un infradotado desesperado por armar una pista de baile en el living. Primero, la mayoría de la gente está convencida de que es Fred Astaire pero baila mal. Basta con mirar la pista en las fiestas de casamiento para probar lo que estoy diciendo. El que baila se divierte ¿Pero qué pasa con los que tenemos que mirar ese espectáculo lamentable?

7. Que se juntan varios grupos heterogéneos de gente.
El cumpleañero invita a sus compañeros de oficina, a su familia, a sus colegas de teatro, a los amigos de la primaria y a un taradito que conoce desde chico para festejar. Y para él está bien, porque los conoce a todos. ¿Pero qué tiene que ver su profesor de teatro con la secretaria de sesenta años que trabaja en su oficina? Estoy cansada de que me obliguen a hablar con suegras ajenas, primos pesados y compañeros de trabajo que no conozco ni me interesa conocer.

8. Que toda la gente que dejé de ver a propósito hace tiempo aproveche para emboscarme y proponer reunirse o almorzar.
Vamos a terminar con esta hipocresía hoy, aquí, y de una vez por todas. Si nos dejamos de ver hace cinco años y siempre que nos cruzamos me sugerís que almorcemos juntos pero nunca te llamo, es hora de que entiendas que no me interesa verte. No me interesa juntarme con los chicos del secundario. No me moviliza reunir a la gente de teatro. No quiero volver a jugar a armar el equipo de vóley. Sólo de charlar del viaje de egresados con nostalgia ya me deprimo. La gente que recuerda el secundario como su época de gloria es patética, no trates de contagiarme.

9. Las variaciones interminables de la canción de feliz cumpleaños
¿Es necesario que a esta altura, pleno siglo XXI, habiendo fabricado trenes supersónicos, tecnología bluetooth y bombas nucleares aún sigamos cantando “Amiguito que Dios te bendiga”?

10. Que al irse haya que decir “Gracias por todo”.
Gracias las pelotas. Yo ni siquiera quería venir.

I'm so tired of being politically correct...

chocolate farm

2009-04-14T00:01:00.002-03:00

My family decided for once in years that it was a good idea not to buy Easter eggs.
The picture was the result...

signs of [bad] luck

2009-04-13T23:51:00.002-03:00

If two big [huge] pigeons believed that you were the chosen one for their p... in two months in a role, well, then the coin was tossed. Who was I to think differently?
All I needed was the sweet chinese dry-cleaner lady...

piece of advice on nutrition

2009-04-06T15:06:00.002-03:00

A standard day in my life is connected to language. I received the do's and dont's regarding nutrition from my local gym:

In Spanish
Baja el consumo de... (podría ser reduce el consumo de...)
¡Va del vos al tú en dos renglones! ejemplos: elegí... siguiente renglón: reemplaza...
El consejo que más me gustó fue:
Incorpora en tu dieta las especies y lo condimentos para cambiar los sabores...
¿necesitarán una correctora de estilo?

thoughts about He's just not that into you

2009-03-30T10:13:00.003-03:00

Applying linguistics to my life has been a major topic (knowing the reason why somebody says something or why there's a wall of silence) these days, but it also contributed that I watched the film He's just not that into you. Then, I realized: I'm hopeless. There's nothing I can do to right something that went wrong so wrong...

The film makes you think about all the things that could have possibly gone in the wrong direction. And guess what, I have taken all the wrong turns...

Some funny quotes from the film:
Alex: You're my exception.

Gigi: A girl will never forget the first boy she ever likes.

Gigi: We are all programmed to believe that if a guy acts like a total jerk that means he likes you.

Beth: I just need you to stop being nice to me unless your gonna marry me.

Beth: Am I... will I be Al Pacino in this scenario?

Gigi: How stupid is it that a girl has to wait for a guy's call anyway, right?

Mary: I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies.
Mary: It's exhausting.

Gigi: Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.

Gigi: I would rather be like that, then be like you.
Alex: Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?
Gigi: I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much but at least that means that I still care. Oh! You've think you won because women are expendable to you. You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don't fall in love that way either. You have not won. You're alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit but I'm still a lot closer to love than you are.

Anna: You have an ass that makes me wanna dry hump!
Ben: Did you just say 'Dry hump'?
Anna: Yep.
Ben: I think I just fell in love.

5 yr. old Girl: Why did you do that?
6 yr. old Boy: Because you smell like dog poo.

Ben: You may be the best friend I've ever had.

Alex: He is not interested.

Janine: He's totally gonna call.

Neil: I don't wanna be with anybody else, I just wanna be with Beth.

Mary: What if you meet the love of your life, are you supposed to let them pass you by?

Alex: I really gotta go to bed.
Gigi: Is that an invitation?
Alex: What?
Gigi: Oh god, That was cheesy.

Mother: Connie, do you know why that little boy did those things? Because he likes you.

Mary: He MySpaced me.
Nathan: Ouch!
Mary: Oh.
Joshua: Oh girl I don't know about that... My trampy little sister says MySpace is the new booty call.

Gigi: I think I've figured it out. Remember when I went out with that notary public and he cheated on me and then Anastasia from upstairs told me about how her boyfriend cheated on her in the beginning then he totally changed and now they're married and crazy in love?
Beth: I thought that guy was a process server.
Gigi: No notary. Anyway my point is, Anastasia is the exception, not the rule. We have to stop listening to these stories because they rule is most guys who cheat on you up front don't really care about you very much.
Janine: Ok.
Gigi: Ok, Ok. Exhibit A. Chad the drummer who lived in a storage space. He only used me for rides and yet I continued to stalk him for most of 1998. Then oh, um, there was Don, that broke up with me every Friday so that he could have his weekends free. I was delusional about that relationship. I used to refer to him as my husband to random people, like my dental hygienist. Anyway, all my friends used to tell me about how things might work out with these dipsticks because they knew someone, who knew someone, who dated a dipstick just like mine. That girl ended up getting married and living happily ever after. That the exception and we're not the exception we're the rule.

Alex: If a guy treats you like he doesn't give a sh*t, it's because he doesn't give a shit.

Gigi: Maybe his grandma died or maybe he lost my number or is out of town or got hit by a cab...
Alex: Or maybe he is not interested in seeing you again.

Gigi: Hey sorry to bug you again! Uh quick question.
Alex: What's going on?
Gigi: Ok I'm making out with this guy, PG stuff. but he mentions he's going out of town so he's gonna be out of touch.
Alex: Run.
Gigi: But maybe he is going out of town.
Alex: To where? New Guinea? Where's he gonna be that he's gonna be out of touch?
Gigi: Opens bathroom door - Where are you going out of town to again?
Gigi: Pittsburgh
Alex: Run.
Gigi: So what now I'm just supposed to turn from every guy who doesn't like me?
Alex: Uh. Yeah!
Gigi: There's not gonna be anybody left.

Alex: If a guy doesn't call you, he doesn't want to call you.

Gigi: Hey Conor, It's GiGi, I just thought that I hadn't heard from you, and I mean how stupid is it taht a girl has to wait for a guy's call anyway, right? Cause we're all equal right? more than equal. more women are accepted into law school now then men. Call me, oh this is GiGi, call me.

Gigi: Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. but sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope.

Alex: Hey, Kelli Ann. Uh, did I get any calls?
Kelli Ann: Since you asked me 11 mins ago, no, not a lot of phone traffic.
Alex: [obsessively checks phone for signal]
Kelli Ann: Oh, my God.
Alex: What?
Kelli Ann: What's her name?
Alex: Who?
Kelli Ann: The girl... Alex.
Alex: There's no girl.
Kelli Ann: You can't hide it, man. I know strung out, and YOU are strung out.
Alex: Please.
Kelli Ann: This is amazing. You can't focus. Right? Jumping every time your phone rings. Checking your e-mail a hundred times a day. Wishing you could write songs.
Alex: [laughs]
Kelli Ann: No. Feeling the need to bring up her name in random conversations. It's always the same and it has happened to you, my friend.
Alex: Shit.
Kelli Ann: Welcome to my world, asshole. Let me get the door.

African Woman #1: I'm sure he just forgot your hut number!
African Woman #2: Or was eaten by a lion.
African Woman #3: You guys are awesome!

what big teeth you've got!

2009-03-30T09:59:00.004-03:00

I was surprised: Ice Age III in the cinemas in July!!! I know this sort of films are meant for children, but, hey, I don't care...