These past days have been very hectic. Too many events and only 24 hr days to solve everything… plus trying to sleep…
The mage’s car is in a deep coma at my work’s grounds and seems it kinda likes it… Gotta get a way to teleport it to a doctor’s den or put it to rest in a humane way… Waiting for Raven and her Orc on that matter. Please, guys, hurry...
Thanks to that, the mage had to skip 2 work days, hopefully all he gets is a warning or something… Or with a little luck, he'll get some understanding from the Umbrella Corp… ugh… Very unlikely, but hey, wishful thinking…
Me, been angry and pissed at work and the people’s stupidity, but what is new… Same old, same old…
Coriolis is sick, well, sick-er… LOL Groundel is coping with things, at least seems a bit more relaxed… Everyone else seems to be spreading bad news or bad vibes, and I am not gonna even mention them. No more bad vibes in my life, thank-u-very-much.
Life goes on, and has all the elements to keep things very, very, VERY interesting.
Plans for the weekend:
-See if the mage gets the Chevy4x4
-Attend the 2-day couples’ marriage thinguie
-Try to see el Calvo
-Try to finally attend the movies, o algo.
So… yup, Sat and Sun are completely filled up. Another weekend with too much to do, too little time to do it.
10-4
Friday, September 29, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Vogue
...
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (move to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
All you need is your own imagination
So use it that's what it's for (that's what it's for)
Go inside, for your finest inspiration
Your dreams will open the door (open up the door)
It makes no difference if you're black or white
If you're a boy or a girl
If the music's pumping it will give you new life
You're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know it
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (groove to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
Beauty's where you find it
Not just where you bump and grind it
Soul is in the musical
That's where I feel so beautiful
Magical, life's a ball
So get up on the dance floor
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (move to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
Vogue, (Vogue)
Beauty's where you find it (move to the music)
Vogue, (Vogue)
Beauty's where you find it (go with the flow)
Greta Garbo, and Monroe
Deitrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine
Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean
Picture of a beauty queen
Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire
Ginger Rodgers, dance on air
They had style, they had grace
Rita Hayworth gave good face
Lauren, Katherine, Lana too
Bette Davis, we love you
Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it
Vogue, vogue
Oooh, you've got to
Let your body move to the music
Oooh, you've got to just
Let your body go with the flow
Oooh, you've got to
Vogue
-Madonna, Vogue
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (move to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
All you need is your own imagination
So use it that's what it's for (that's what it's for)
Go inside, for your finest inspiration
Your dreams will open the door (open up the door)
It makes no difference if you're black or white
If you're a boy or a girl
If the music's pumping it will give you new life
You're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know it
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (groove to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
Beauty's where you find it
Not just where you bump and grind it
Soul is in the musical
That's where I feel so beautiful
Magical, life's a ball
So get up on the dance floor
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (move to the music)
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
Vogue, (Vogue)
Beauty's where you find it (move to the music)
Vogue, (Vogue)
Beauty's where you find it (go with the flow)
Greta Garbo, and Monroe
Deitrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine
Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean
Picture of a beauty queen
Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire
Ginger Rodgers, dance on air
They had style, they had grace
Rita Hayworth gave good face
Lauren, Katherine, Lana too
Bette Davis, we love you
Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it
Vogue, vogue
Oooh, you've got to
Let your body move to the music
Oooh, you've got to just
Let your body go with the flow
Oooh, you've got to
Vogue
-Madonna, Vogue
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
BABY ALERT!!!
BABY ALERT!!!
As Karah reported, her baby shall come today. He's already into martial arts, and ready to take over the world!!! So, send plenty of good karma that way... ;)
10-4
As Karah reported, her baby shall come today. He's already into martial arts, and ready to take over the world!!! So, send plenty of good karma that way... ;)
10-4
Monday, September 25, 2006
Donde esta el Morrow? Umph?
This weekend was… tiresome… in a good way, mind you. Too many things one after the other… In a way just how I like it, although I’m finding out I do need a bit of time to rest…
Friday night Zordak came early from work. We went to get Groundel so he would do the laundry at Raven’s lair. Hours passed by, and it was midnight when we actually zoomed away from Neverland to actually get to the Rock of Bral. The voyage was beautiful, as Nature was majestic, giving us many gifts… the mists from Ravenloft rolled in and out, and even a falling star made an appearance in time for a small wish… Oh, how much we take for granted the simplest of pleasures, as it is just watching a starry night…
Anyway, reached the Rock at 2am, and Coriolis was quite zombyfied… Still, he was a good auto-mode host and so we stayed until 4 something talking and joking and gossiping and the like. Fun, fun, fun. To bed, although the rays of the sun were quite hard to bear… I cannot sleep if not in total darkness, and my magic just wouldn’t work in the Rock… too nature bound to my home it seems… Whatever…
Saturday, woke up around mid-morning, played some tag with Coriolis as he was waiting for us and we were waiting for him… Hmmm… And then to the quest of getting decent coffee… After midday, we walked through Old SanJuan and finally reached El Morro. I have never been there before (yes, I haven’t…, neither the mage, so wheeee o algo). I never imagined so many stairs… up and down and all around… It was almost as taxing as the trip to Guajataca… But I didn’t mind. I loved the place. A pity that it is not well kept, too many empty spaces that could be used with still presentations and attires from the colonization and stuff… almost no displays, almost no information… The wind and the sea and the sun and the small bunch of Amazonas that flied around were the only storytellers, and only if you really listened… There is one chamber in which air comes in, air that is very cold as it carries the mist of the sea waves… Lovely. The sky and the clouds always displaying the works of the Divine, who seemed to show off in many ways.
After the long walk, proper nourishment. At night, the mage and I headed back to Neverland. It was a long day, but it was worth it. We reached our homes at midnight… Funny how everything that happens to us comes to be at midnight, the Witching Hour… Seems that it is our mandatory time… Thanks to Coriolis for being on perfect tour guide mode. We had a blast (hopefully he did as well). Coming soon to our weekend frenzy: Caguana and Macondo Nights.
Sunday, woke up after midday… I knew I would sleep 12 hours or more… I was quite drained… So, mundane cleaning chores, and a call from Groundel. His mom got sick and needed to get to a hospital. So, off I went to the rescue. Had lunch at home, and went to visit the mage. His munchkin was there, and spent some time showing some Disney games to the little lass. Got a call from the ER that Groundel & the gang were ready to go home, so left for the task. Since meds were a monetary burden, we also stopped by Raven’s to check the options… Expensive meds… The poor’s bane… And that is why sometimes communism rules… Sometimes… Went to the pharmacy to get at least something basic, delivered Groundel, and went back to the mage’s den.
Well, the mage had been dwelling on the Horror Nights site, trying to find out why I was so obsessed with it… LOL I guess now we are two obsessed people… It is THE event, you know? And this year it seems cooler as it is the Sweet 16. But… Oh, well… Wishes… It could be a nice thing, but no money no bologna. After browsing the depths of the site, he accompanied me to my car… to find out his car had a flat tire. So… a new mission for Monday morning… the DM is having fun…
Today… Well, 4 services so far, already solved. Working on the site… still at a basic stage since everyone has been interrupting me… And will take a break to go help the mage with his tire mission. Should be back to the site issues on the afternoon… The week started up hectic… And seems hectic in the long run… I won’t whine. That’s how I love it.
Feeling: Tired, happy, hopeful, amazed, intrigued, inspired
10-4
Friday night Zordak came early from work. We went to get Groundel so he would do the laundry at Raven’s lair. Hours passed by, and it was midnight when we actually zoomed away from Neverland to actually get to the Rock of Bral. The voyage was beautiful, as Nature was majestic, giving us many gifts… the mists from Ravenloft rolled in and out, and even a falling star made an appearance in time for a small wish… Oh, how much we take for granted the simplest of pleasures, as it is just watching a starry night…
Anyway, reached the Rock at 2am, and Coriolis was quite zombyfied… Still, he was a good auto-mode host and so we stayed until 4 something talking and joking and gossiping and the like. Fun, fun, fun. To bed, although the rays of the sun were quite hard to bear… I cannot sleep if not in total darkness, and my magic just wouldn’t work in the Rock… too nature bound to my home it seems… Whatever…
Saturday, woke up around mid-morning, played some tag with Coriolis as he was waiting for us and we were waiting for him… Hmmm… And then to the quest of getting decent coffee… After midday, we walked through Old SanJuan and finally reached El Morro. I have never been there before (yes, I haven’t…, neither the mage, so wheeee o algo). I never imagined so many stairs… up and down and all around… It was almost as taxing as the trip to Guajataca… But I didn’t mind. I loved the place. A pity that it is not well kept, too many empty spaces that could be used with still presentations and attires from the colonization and stuff… almost no displays, almost no information… The wind and the sea and the sun and the small bunch of Amazonas that flied around were the only storytellers, and only if you really listened… There is one chamber in which air comes in, air that is very cold as it carries the mist of the sea waves… Lovely. The sky and the clouds always displaying the works of the Divine, who seemed to show off in many ways.
After the long walk, proper nourishment. At night, the mage and I headed back to Neverland. It was a long day, but it was worth it. We reached our homes at midnight… Funny how everything that happens to us comes to be at midnight, the Witching Hour… Seems that it is our mandatory time… Thanks to Coriolis for being on perfect tour guide mode. We had a blast (hopefully he did as well). Coming soon to our weekend frenzy: Caguana and Macondo Nights.
Sunday, woke up after midday… I knew I would sleep 12 hours or more… I was quite drained… So, mundane cleaning chores, and a call from Groundel. His mom got sick and needed to get to a hospital. So, off I went to the rescue. Had lunch at home, and went to visit the mage. His munchkin was there, and spent some time showing some Disney games to the little lass. Got a call from the ER that Groundel & the gang were ready to go home, so left for the task. Since meds were a monetary burden, we also stopped by Raven’s to check the options… Expensive meds… The poor’s bane… And that is why sometimes communism rules… Sometimes… Went to the pharmacy to get at least something basic, delivered Groundel, and went back to the mage’s den.
Well, the mage had been dwelling on the Horror Nights site, trying to find out why I was so obsessed with it… LOL I guess now we are two obsessed people… It is THE event, you know? And this year it seems cooler as it is the Sweet 16. But… Oh, well… Wishes… It could be a nice thing, but no money no bologna. After browsing the depths of the site, he accompanied me to my car… to find out his car had a flat tire. So… a new mission for Monday morning… the DM is having fun…
Today… Well, 4 services so far, already solved. Working on the site… still at a basic stage since everyone has been interrupting me… And will take a break to go help the mage with his tire mission. Should be back to the site issues on the afternoon… The week started up hectic… And seems hectic in the long run… I won’t whine. That’s how I love it.
Feeling: Tired, happy, hopeful, amazed, intrigued, inspired
10-4
Thursday, September 21, 2006
American Life
...
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
I tried to be a boy,
I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess,
I tried to be the best
I guess I did it wrong,
That's why I wrote this song
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
So, I went into a bar looking for sympathy
A little company - I tried to find a friend
It's more easily said it's always been the same
This type of modern life -Is not for me?
This type of modern life -Is not for free?
American life
I live the american dream
You are the best thing I've seen,
You are not just a dream
I tried to stay ahead,
I tried to stay on top
I tried to play the part,
But somehow I forgot
Just what I did it for
And why I wanted more
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
American life
I live the american dream
You are the best thing I've seen,
You are not just a dream
I tried to be a boy,
I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess,
I tried to be the best
I tried to find a friend,
I tried to stay ahead
I tried to stay on top...
Fuck it...
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
I'm drinking a Soy latte
I get a double shot
It goes right through my body
And you know
I'm satisfied,
I drive my mini cooper
And I'm feeling super-dooper
Yo they tell I'm a trooper
And you know I'm satisfied
I do yoga and pilates
And the room is full of hotties
So I'm checking out the bodies
And you know I'm satisfied
I'm digging on the isotopes
This metaphysic's shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do you think I'm satisfied?
I'd like to express my extreme point of view
I'm not Christian and I'm not a Jew
I'm just living out the American dream
And I just realized that nothing Is what it seems
Do I have to change my name
Am I gonna be a star
Do I have to change my name
Am I gonna be a star?
Do I have to change my name
-Madonna, American Life
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
I tried to be a boy,
I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess,
I tried to be the best
I guess I did it wrong,
That's why I wrote this song
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
So, I went into a bar looking for sympathy
A little company - I tried to find a friend
It's more easily said it's always been the same
This type of modern life -Is not for me?
This type of modern life -Is not for free?
American life
I live the american dream
You are the best thing I've seen,
You are not just a dream
I tried to stay ahead,
I tried to stay on top
I tried to play the part,
But somehow I forgot
Just what I did it for
And why I wanted more
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
American life
I live the american dream
You are the best thing I've seen,
You are not just a dream
I tried to be a boy,
I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess,
I tried to be the best
I tried to find a friend,
I tried to stay ahead
I tried to stay on top...
Fuck it...
Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
I'm drinking a Soy latte
I get a double shot
It goes right through my body
And you know
I'm satisfied,
I drive my mini cooper
And I'm feeling super-dooper
Yo they tell I'm a trooper
And you know I'm satisfied
I do yoga and pilates
And the room is full of hotties
So I'm checking out the bodies
And you know I'm satisfied
I'm digging on the isotopes
This metaphysic's shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do you think I'm satisfied?
I'd like to express my extreme point of view
I'm not Christian and I'm not a Jew
I'm just living out the American dream
And I just realized that nothing Is what it seems
Do I have to change my name
Am I gonna be a star
Do I have to change my name
Am I gonna be a star?
Do I have to change my name
-Madonna, American Life
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Meetings
at the Savage Frontier...
Yesterday visited LadyDeath’s den as she invited me for dinner. That was very nice of her, and gave a bit of excitement to my life. As I was ready to depart work, got a message from Zordak. The nurse at the Umbrella Corp. made him go back to his home because he got dizzy at work. So, he went home (what a sacrifice).
Went to meet LadyDeath and Groundel happened to be there as well, apparently sick. Some chit-chat, some snapping at Groundel for he knows he must shape-up and take care of himself... and some good dining as the chef used her magic and prepare something really good. Had to leave earlier than I expected since I knew the mage was at home in sickbay... and the simple matter of him being at home during a weekday is a miracle so it's an opportunity not to be wasted...
Well, the mage was feeling better, watching Spawn. Added two Rome episodes to that (sort of, the friggin disks keep skipping, ugh!). A perfect night.
Today work is mild, gotta brainstorm the site... I am a bit sleepy but what the heck... it's a natural state by now. Hungry. Itchy. Tasty. Whatever. LOL The day is very special, hopefully nothing will challenge that status. Reviewed the woes in Neverland, and everyone is having a share of Reality Bites, but remember that the show must go on... and yes, something good will come out of it all. After the rain rainbows will come and undead pixies shall serve us all until the end of time.
10-4
Yesterday visited LadyDeath’s den as she invited me for dinner. That was very nice of her, and gave a bit of excitement to my life. As I was ready to depart work, got a message from Zordak. The nurse at the Umbrella Corp. made him go back to his home because he got dizzy at work. So, he went home (what a sacrifice).
Went to meet LadyDeath and Groundel happened to be there as well, apparently sick. Some chit-chat, some snapping at Groundel for he knows he must shape-up and take care of himself... and some good dining as the chef used her magic and prepare something really good. Had to leave earlier than I expected since I knew the mage was at home in sickbay... and the simple matter of him being at home during a weekday is a miracle so it's an opportunity not to be wasted...
Well, the mage was feeling better, watching Spawn. Added two Rome episodes to that (sort of, the friggin disks keep skipping, ugh!). A perfect night.
Today work is mild, gotta brainstorm the site... I am a bit sleepy but what the heck... it's a natural state by now. Hungry. Itchy. Tasty. Whatever. LOL The day is very special, hopefully nothing will challenge that status. Reviewed the woes in Neverland, and everyone is having a share of Reality Bites, but remember that the show must go on... and yes, something good will come out of it all. After the rain rainbows will come and undead pixies shall serve us all until the end of time.
10-4
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Into the Maw of the Forest
Completed the Yauco mission… Reached Ground Zero and so I’m just trying to put together what is left to do so I finally sit down and begin the design process of the special project… Today I just feel like chillin’ and simply doing nothing more… My energy went with the cable installation that I completed at midday.
Life in La-La Land:
Coriolis: Whining, but hey, its not as good as it gets yet… Hopefully your b-day celebration will be completed next Sat. There is a plan, hope it all follows through.
Lucinda: Stressed but coping with things… Hopefully it all will revert and the initiators of the shameful scam will end up ensnared by it.
Zordak: Dizzy and between Heaven and Hell… Up and down and all around the Land of Mists and the Outer Planes… It’s not easy being a mage or handling the witch… yet he works his magic flawlessly…
LS: Try-outs for the elderly, as a movie is in the making and volunteer actors are needed. As always, cool stuff happening around her busy schedule.
Feeling: The voices in my head are silent. No fussing, no worrying, no anger, no fear, no stress… Peace and quiet, as I allow myself to rest after the long battles that used to drive my life. I thought that a big halt would break everything that I am, but turns out it is just what I needed to replenish body, mind and soul. The wounds are healing, slowly and certainly. There is no more space for tears of despair or sorrow. That time stopped. I walk through the path less traveled, the path that leads to the maw of the forest and allows for thrills and adventures and surprises… Will the Cheshire cat annoy me? Will a tea party for my unbirthday happen? Will a bitchy queen try to spoil my dream? Will a rabbit push a run against time? Who knows… Who cares! The path less traveled may not be easy and may not be glamorous, but it is fulfilling and delivers the meaning of life, as well as all the secrets that mix up the potion which brings zest to life… Imagination, dreams, virtue, valor, a walk in beauty… a walk through Paradise lost… Free.
10-4
Life in La-La Land:
Coriolis: Whining, but hey, its not as good as it gets yet… Hopefully your b-day celebration will be completed next Sat. There is a plan, hope it all follows through.
Lucinda: Stressed but coping with things… Hopefully it all will revert and the initiators of the shameful scam will end up ensnared by it.
Zordak: Dizzy and between Heaven and Hell… Up and down and all around the Land of Mists and the Outer Planes… It’s not easy being a mage or handling the witch… yet he works his magic flawlessly…
LS: Try-outs for the elderly, as a movie is in the making and volunteer actors are needed. As always, cool stuff happening around her busy schedule.
Feeling: The voices in my head are silent. No fussing, no worrying, no anger, no fear, no stress… Peace and quiet, as I allow myself to rest after the long battles that used to drive my life. I thought that a big halt would break everything that I am, but turns out it is just what I needed to replenish body, mind and soul. The wounds are healing, slowly and certainly. There is no more space for tears of despair or sorrow. That time stopped. I walk through the path less traveled, the path that leads to the maw of the forest and allows for thrills and adventures and surprises… Will the Cheshire cat annoy me? Will a tea party for my unbirthday happen? Will a bitchy queen try to spoil my dream? Will a rabbit push a run against time? Who knows… Who cares! The path less traveled may not be easy and may not be glamorous, but it is fulfilling and delivers the meaning of life, as well as all the secrets that mix up the potion which brings zest to life… Imagination, dreams, virtue, valor, a walk in beauty… a walk through Paradise lost… Free.
10-4
Monday, September 18, 2006
B-day boy and then some...
Busy weekend, too busy… Tired but happy.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Coriolis, yes thought of you a-lot BUT since I knew you were in one of your wildlife expeditions I didn’t call. Nevertheless, did wished you many gifts, which hopefully you received. ;)
Friday night crashed at the mage’s den. Shared some thoughts with the Keeper and waited until the mage arrived from his mad scientist duties at the Umbrella Corporation.
Saturday… Early in the morning went to my house to wait for the contractor. He was late but at least appeared. The electrician didn’t… But at least MrKnowitall arranged the cables so there is light on the second floor. Hopefully the electrician will appear to fix the first floor during this week. He also said he would fix the leak this week… Let’s put up some candles for that matter… Afterwards, stopped by the mall for some kitty goodies, and then at the cave for some rest. Appointment after mass at night, met with the priest and we should begin the paperwork but still he won’t give us a fricking date… which is annoying AND frustrating. Well… Zordak seemed content with the priest, and I do like him, is just the constant annoyance of treating us as if we were like the lousy common young adults of this isle… We tried reaching El Calvo but it was quite late, so that idea imploded…
Sunday… Woke up at 2pm… Yes, I was THAT tired. Dedicated cleaning time to the litters and doing the laundry. By night, watched some stars and hope crashed against me… seriously…
So, after many midnights within lost Paradise, back to my so-called haven for mundane daytime… Corporate slaves, government slaves… We are all slaves here…
10-4
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Coriolis, yes thought of you a-lot BUT since I knew you were in one of your wildlife expeditions I didn’t call. Nevertheless, did wished you many gifts, which hopefully you received. ;)
Friday night crashed at the mage’s den. Shared some thoughts with the Keeper and waited until the mage arrived from his mad scientist duties at the Umbrella Corporation.
Saturday… Early in the morning went to my house to wait for the contractor. He was late but at least appeared. The electrician didn’t… But at least MrKnowitall arranged the cables so there is light on the second floor. Hopefully the electrician will appear to fix the first floor during this week. He also said he would fix the leak this week… Let’s put up some candles for that matter… Afterwards, stopped by the mall for some kitty goodies, and then at the cave for some rest. Appointment after mass at night, met with the priest and we should begin the paperwork but still he won’t give us a fricking date… which is annoying AND frustrating. Well… Zordak seemed content with the priest, and I do like him, is just the constant annoyance of treating us as if we were like the lousy common young adults of this isle… We tried reaching El Calvo but it was quite late, so that idea imploded…
Sunday… Woke up at 2pm… Yes, I was THAT tired. Dedicated cleaning time to the litters and doing the laundry. By night, watched some stars and hope crashed against me… seriously…
So, after many midnights within lost Paradise, back to my so-called haven for mundane daytime… Corporate slaves, government slaves… We are all slaves here…
10-4
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Mission: Impossible
On Wednesday morning I got up early and let the Huntress take over for some hours. Recruited Raven for the GIJOE:Special Mission in Macondo, USA. We met at point Mesón and so went on with the plan following complete stealth mode. An agent pinpointed the way, and so… after small quarreling with the locals and the mined street. We finally saw the target… The sitting duck was surrounded by his minions, but as we arrived and moved fast he didn’t really got to see what was coming for him… I should have taken a picture of that expression… Oh, he remembered my name… goody! After crossing some words, me being completely dry and sarcastic, and actually seeing he was breaking some sweat, he agreed that he would go to the house on Saturday morning with the electrician to check the power and to check what must be done with the stairs. I’ll give him two weeks, if at end of month he has done nothing I will demand. This is his third and last call. Raven and Huntress finished up the mission reaching Mesón point and digging in some well deserved goodies.
We departed, and I went to get some information on the house insurance that is due. Still have to fix some things and so left. Granted some thrist quencher to my beloved Ravage Plunderer, she has been too good to me so I spoiled her with expensive oil change. Wheeeee o algo.
Finally made it to the laboratory to get the results and everything is negative so I keep on the quest of WHAT THE HELL HAS BEEN WRONG WITH ME ALL THESE PAST WEEKS! Sheesh… what more tests do I need…
The mage summoned me for lunch, so as the small rainstorm fell, we met at his favorite sandwich artist’s store. The mage had a small big bang with the oni, and as I expected the argument in the end included me. Whatever. She better get used to the idea of me being around… because I will be around for a long, long time. Since I know how it feels as if you were the cause for separation, feeling as a burden sometimes, abandoned at others… I totally relate to the what if’s that may happen with the girl. The mage knows he has my complete support in her best interest.
Anyway… After lunch went to checkout some stuff at the mall, and tried visiting El Calvo, but he was at college. I got the bad news that José Iván (Elvira) died on August 2 of a heart attack. R.I.P., finally… because that guy suffer a-lot staying for long periods at the hospital (he fell from top of his house roof twice, and had some weird accidents as well). I will always remember that he made a Master in Painting at Vienna… His paintings had photographic quality… He was a true artist, and didn’t really told anyone… He worked as a physical education teacher at Ponce’s vocational school. God must be having fun with this live one…
Got a call from Groundel, and so went to pick him up for dinner. As he got in the car, he stank of cigarettes. I asked him about the renewed habit, and he basically estated that it was none of my business. So, what happened later in reality was a consequence of the button he pushed… not my being bitchy and narrow minded as he thinks. We ended up in a heated argument in which he basically blames me as the source of his bad behaviour. It all was a carnival for him, where he wore a mask behind a mask behind a mask. He faced life using different characters, a persona shown to me, a persona shown to his workmates, a persona used for his family, a persona used for the street… His true persona is lost in it all, in all the masks… There was really no way for me to know anything about his true character… A prince of lies.
He is disposing of anything that reminds him of me, and hinted on his disposing of the scrapbook that I made for him… That’s when I started crying. The main goal of my spending so many months completing that thing was so whenever he felt put down or sad, all he had to do is browse his life and see all the good it had, all the people who loved him. It was the only thing he would take care of at all times, it was a gift that meant something… and he would dispose just to forget about me. That got to me. That said many things about him… From that point on I could not speak no more, just cry… He appreciated nothing about me, about who I am, about what I wanted to give him, about my caring and my love. I ended up simply saying I had to go home. He became angry-er and more irritated because I would not stay until whenever he decided I should go… Whatever. I had to go. I needed to escape his cruel, mindless harshness. Back at home I took a long, long shower… And let out everything I had left inside of me. Even doing such, when the mage arrived he had to deal with disturbed me... Bring me to life, Zordak... At least someone always makes me smile.
Today, the sunshine was there once again, and a mild breeze made me recall the ongoing promise of a new day… The morning was a bit slow but mellow… Univentful. Coriolis called letting out some issues for which he already know the answer… Sometimes it’s not what you want to do but what you have to do… Had lunch with the mage, so the levels of brightfullness of the day increased exponentially. The afternoon has been interesting as my boss from the metro area wants to do a sort-of informational intraweb and recruited me for the design… Gotta come up with something by next week. Yay! Something to do! That I like! Ecstatic! This deserves another wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Calls from absent minded people who don’t recall how to turn on their towers or how to recover lost shortcuts… Hmm… Brains that can be sold as new because they are shrink wrapped…
The Keeper is quite excited about the major event and wants to discuss many things with me, so gotta call her and see if we can meet tomorrow to sort out some doubts o algo. And so… Here we are… Long day… Won’t go to the photography class, feel in cave-mode… Tired, need to recharge. And need to write down what is needed as a wedding pre-pre… sort of.
This weekend will be full… Contractor appointment on Saturday morning, Zordak’s den in the afternoon, church and priest interview at night and closure at El Calvo’s home. Fully loaded… Expect kitty litter cleanup on Sunday afternoon, and mandatory laundry. And another weekend is gone… Fast track.
So… There is Action, Drama, Suspense, Horror, Romance, Adventure, Comedy and Tragedy… Is this as good as it gets? Not really, I have a feeling that the party is just getting started…
10-4
We departed, and I went to get some information on the house insurance that is due. Still have to fix some things and so left. Granted some thrist quencher to my beloved Ravage Plunderer, she has been too good to me so I spoiled her with expensive oil change. Wheeeee o algo.
Finally made it to the laboratory to get the results and everything is negative so I keep on the quest of WHAT THE HELL HAS BEEN WRONG WITH ME ALL THESE PAST WEEKS! Sheesh… what more tests do I need…
The mage summoned me for lunch, so as the small rainstorm fell, we met at his favorite sandwich artist’s store. The mage had a small big bang with the oni, and as I expected the argument in the end included me. Whatever. She better get used to the idea of me being around… because I will be around for a long, long time. Since I know how it feels as if you were the cause for separation, feeling as a burden sometimes, abandoned at others… I totally relate to the what if’s that may happen with the girl. The mage knows he has my complete support in her best interest.
Anyway… After lunch went to checkout some stuff at the mall, and tried visiting El Calvo, but he was at college. I got the bad news that José Iván (Elvira) died on August 2 of a heart attack. R.I.P., finally… because that guy suffer a-lot staying for long periods at the hospital (he fell from top of his house roof twice, and had some weird accidents as well). I will always remember that he made a Master in Painting at Vienna… His paintings had photographic quality… He was a true artist, and didn’t really told anyone… He worked as a physical education teacher at Ponce’s vocational school. God must be having fun with this live one…
Got a call from Groundel, and so went to pick him up for dinner. As he got in the car, he stank of cigarettes. I asked him about the renewed habit, and he basically estated that it was none of my business. So, what happened later in reality was a consequence of the button he pushed… not my being bitchy and narrow minded as he thinks. We ended up in a heated argument in which he basically blames me as the source of his bad behaviour. It all was a carnival for him, where he wore a mask behind a mask behind a mask. He faced life using different characters, a persona shown to me, a persona shown to his workmates, a persona used for his family, a persona used for the street… His true persona is lost in it all, in all the masks… There was really no way for me to know anything about his true character… A prince of lies.
He is disposing of anything that reminds him of me, and hinted on his disposing of the scrapbook that I made for him… That’s when I started crying. The main goal of my spending so many months completing that thing was so whenever he felt put down or sad, all he had to do is browse his life and see all the good it had, all the people who loved him. It was the only thing he would take care of at all times, it was a gift that meant something… and he would dispose just to forget about me. That got to me. That said many things about him… From that point on I could not speak no more, just cry… He appreciated nothing about me, about who I am, about what I wanted to give him, about my caring and my love. I ended up simply saying I had to go home. He became angry-er and more irritated because I would not stay until whenever he decided I should go… Whatever. I had to go. I needed to escape his cruel, mindless harshness. Back at home I took a long, long shower… And let out everything I had left inside of me. Even doing such, when the mage arrived he had to deal with disturbed me... Bring me to life, Zordak... At least someone always makes me smile.
Today, the sunshine was there once again, and a mild breeze made me recall the ongoing promise of a new day… The morning was a bit slow but mellow… Univentful. Coriolis called letting out some issues for which he already know the answer… Sometimes it’s not what you want to do but what you have to do… Had lunch with the mage, so the levels of brightfullness of the day increased exponentially. The afternoon has been interesting as my boss from the metro area wants to do a sort-of informational intraweb and recruited me for the design… Gotta come up with something by next week. Yay! Something to do! That I like! Ecstatic! This deserves another wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Calls from absent minded people who don’t recall how to turn on their towers or how to recover lost shortcuts… Hmm… Brains that can be sold as new because they are shrink wrapped…
The Keeper is quite excited about the major event and wants to discuss many things with me, so gotta call her and see if we can meet tomorrow to sort out some doubts o algo. And so… Here we are… Long day… Won’t go to the photography class, feel in cave-mode… Tired, need to recharge. And need to write down what is needed as a wedding pre-pre… sort of.
This weekend will be full… Contractor appointment on Saturday morning, Zordak’s den in the afternoon, church and priest interview at night and closure at El Calvo’s home. Fully loaded… Expect kitty litter cleanup on Sunday afternoon, and mandatory laundry. And another weekend is gone… Fast track.
So… There is Action, Drama, Suspense, Horror, Romance, Adventure, Comedy and Tragedy… Is this as good as it gets? Not really, I have a feeling that the party is just getting started…
10-4
Monday, September 11, 2006
Remember...
911… The Fall of the Twin Towers
Five years ago the world was stirred with the echoes of spirits crying out of pain and anger and despair, as the World Trade Center vanished in seconds under ashes and fire and twisted iron. The agenda of the US militia became a busy one, crying out for justice and retribution. War to terrorism… because this time terrorism touched the land of the free and the home of the brave… But many other acts have happened around the world and everyone simply sat still lamenting and doing nothing further… It is sad that such a catastrophe had to happen so the Land of the Free would wield weapons and decide on getting into action… sort of speaks… Now, a message of hope bathed in blood of innocents is delivered through the media… Yes, there are many inspiring stories… Human nature is fickle, and adversity makes people throw down their personal barriers to face a common enemy… The problem that I see is that although the stories are inspiring they only tell a tale of the evil done to the sheep, and not the evil done to the wolf. I do not justify wars of any kind. Many crimes have been committed in the name of God. The Catholic Church has been one of the main sinners in this matter… Religions as a whole serve a purpose of bringing the sentient being to another level of awareness, and it is a shame that everyone fights for what they think is right yet no one cares about the greater good. If I had been raised in the East, I would feel and think and act as people of the East do. And this is a simple thing that tear nations apart… Tolerance and amity is preached, but when the time comes the diversity of culture and faith is the trigger for chaos… because no one wants to listen to the other guy’s truth…
Remember, remember… Many colors of skin, many shapes of body… but when we are all cut, we all bleed red... Rich and poor, civil and savage, scientist and beggar, Christian and atheist… 9/11 for me is the result of the numbness that humanity has developed for the fact that we all share this little blue sphere, and so we all are brothers and sisters. It is result of hate, misunderstanding, tantrums of people that are like you and me… and that flipped due to so many ill factors that Life throws at them. Convictions are fickle, beliefs are fickle… if not atuned with the spiritual, with the important things, with bringing Life instead of Death. And many pretty tales can be spun as tales of courage, determination… and miracles gave lessons to many around the globe… God was there to welcome those souls that died, to give survivors the will to overcome horror, to prevent a few ones from stepping into the mouth of destruction, to give strength to those who answered the call to show the world that good can come from the darkest of places…
What I dislike of it all is the indifference that time can give to certain events… As of today, how many changes have the world acknowledged into itself due to so many deaths? People don’t learn. The Land of the Free is still filled with selfishness and internal wars that simply won’t wear off… And so it is my opinion that the brotherhood showed at 9/11 was a beautiful mask to try dispelling an ongoing evil. Last year the events following Katrina demonstrated that on the 21st century racism still lives on, strongly, especially coming from the nation’s leaders. For war, the first ones sent on the battleground still are the minorities: Mexicans, Puertorricans, Cubans… And then they come back to a land that spurns them, bans them… (sight) Are the Talibans worst than real people on everyday life within the Land of the Free? It is all a circle with no beginning and no end… The Darkside lurks everywhere, at all times. 9/11 stands as a result of the carelessness, the hate, the desire for power, the need to show who is best… in the name of God… As usual…
Let’s remember the events that unfolded this day, the families that were separated, the sons and daughters and fathers and mothers and aunts and uncles and boyfriends and girlfriends and acquaintances and policemen and firefighters and military people and unnamed civil and rescue animals and even the strangers… that were lost to this harsh world’s global reality… May we all learn the lessons, and live up to them. And may we all never forget.
10-4
Five years ago the world was stirred with the echoes of spirits crying out of pain and anger and despair, as the World Trade Center vanished in seconds under ashes and fire and twisted iron. The agenda of the US militia became a busy one, crying out for justice and retribution. War to terrorism… because this time terrorism touched the land of the free and the home of the brave… But many other acts have happened around the world and everyone simply sat still lamenting and doing nothing further… It is sad that such a catastrophe had to happen so the Land of the Free would wield weapons and decide on getting into action… sort of speaks… Now, a message of hope bathed in blood of innocents is delivered through the media… Yes, there are many inspiring stories… Human nature is fickle, and adversity makes people throw down their personal barriers to face a common enemy… The problem that I see is that although the stories are inspiring they only tell a tale of the evil done to the sheep, and not the evil done to the wolf. I do not justify wars of any kind. Many crimes have been committed in the name of God. The Catholic Church has been one of the main sinners in this matter… Religions as a whole serve a purpose of bringing the sentient being to another level of awareness, and it is a shame that everyone fights for what they think is right yet no one cares about the greater good. If I had been raised in the East, I would feel and think and act as people of the East do. And this is a simple thing that tear nations apart… Tolerance and amity is preached, but when the time comes the diversity of culture and faith is the trigger for chaos… because no one wants to listen to the other guy’s truth…
Remember, remember… Many colors of skin, many shapes of body… but when we are all cut, we all bleed red... Rich and poor, civil and savage, scientist and beggar, Christian and atheist… 9/11 for me is the result of the numbness that humanity has developed for the fact that we all share this little blue sphere, and so we all are brothers and sisters. It is result of hate, misunderstanding, tantrums of people that are like you and me… and that flipped due to so many ill factors that Life throws at them. Convictions are fickle, beliefs are fickle… if not atuned with the spiritual, with the important things, with bringing Life instead of Death. And many pretty tales can be spun as tales of courage, determination… and miracles gave lessons to many around the globe… God was there to welcome those souls that died, to give survivors the will to overcome horror, to prevent a few ones from stepping into the mouth of destruction, to give strength to those who answered the call to show the world that good can come from the darkest of places…
What I dislike of it all is the indifference that time can give to certain events… As of today, how many changes have the world acknowledged into itself due to so many deaths? People don’t learn. The Land of the Free is still filled with selfishness and internal wars that simply won’t wear off… And so it is my opinion that the brotherhood showed at 9/11 was a beautiful mask to try dispelling an ongoing evil. Last year the events following Katrina demonstrated that on the 21st century racism still lives on, strongly, especially coming from the nation’s leaders. For war, the first ones sent on the battleground still are the minorities: Mexicans, Puertorricans, Cubans… And then they come back to a land that spurns them, bans them… (sight) Are the Talibans worst than real people on everyday life within the Land of the Free? It is all a circle with no beginning and no end… The Darkside lurks everywhere, at all times. 9/11 stands as a result of the carelessness, the hate, the desire for power, the need to show who is best… in the name of God… As usual…
Let’s remember the events that unfolded this day, the families that were separated, the sons and daughters and fathers and mothers and aunts and uncles and boyfriends and girlfriends and acquaintances and policemen and firefighters and military people and unnamed civil and rescue animals and even the strangers… that were lost to this harsh world’s global reality… May we all learn the lessons, and live up to them. And may we all never forget.
10-4
Justify
my Love...
[from Revelation 1:3]
Blessed is he who reads aloud the words of the prophecy
And blessed are those who hear
And who keep what is written therein
For the time is near
[from Revelation 1:7]
He is coming with the clouds
And every eye will see him
Everyone who pierced him
And all the tribes of the earth will wail on account of him
[from Revelation 2:1-4]
Those of you who have not learned what some call the deep things of Satan
I know your works, I know your toil, and your patient endurance
And how you cannot hear evil men
But have tested those who call themselves apostles, but are not
And found them to be false
I know that you are enduring patiently and bearing out for my namesake
And you have not grown weary
But I have this against you
That you have abandoned the love you had
[from Revelation 2:9-10]
I know your tribulation and your poverty
And the slander of those who say that they are Jews, but they are not
They are a synagogue of Satan
Do not fear what you are about to suffer
Behold the devil is about to throw you into prison
Wanting, needing, waiting for you to justify my love
Hoping, praying for you to justify my love
[from Revelation 13:1-10]
And I saw a beast rising out of the sea with ten horns and seven heads
And a blasphemous name upon its head
And the beast that I saw was like a leopard
Its feet were like a bear's
And its mouth was like a lion's mouth
And to it the dragon gave his power, and his throne, and great authority
One of his heads had a mortal wound
But it seemed to have a mortal wound that was healed
And the whole earth followed the beast with wonder
Men worshipped the dragon for he had given his authority to the beast
And they worshipped the beast saying
"Who is like the beast and who can fight against the beast?"
And the beast was given a mouth uttering haughty and blasphemous words
And it was allowed to exercise authority for forty-two months
It opened its mouth to utter blasphemous words against God
It was allowed to make war on the saints and to conquer
And authority was given it over every tribe
And a people and tongue and nation
And all who dwell on earth could worship it in vain
If anyone has an ear let him hear
If anyone is to be taken captive, into captivity he will go
If anyone who slays with the sword, with the sword
Wanting, needing, waiting for you to justify my love
Hoping
[from Revelation 21:1-8]
Then, I saw a new heaven and a new earth
And I heard a great voice from the throne saying:
"Behold the dwelling of God is with men
He will dwell with them, and they shall be his people
And God himself will be with them
He will wipe away every tear from their eyes
And death shall be no more
Neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore
For these things will have passed away
To the thirsty I will give water without price
From the fountain of the water of life
He who conquers shall have this heritage
And I will be his God and he shall be my son
But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the polluted
As for the murderers, fornicators, sorcerers, idolators, and all liars
Their lot shall be in the lake that burns with fire and brimstone."
[from Revelation 22:10-13]
And he said to me, he said to me:
"Do not seal up the words of the prophecy, for the time is near
Let the evildoers still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy
And the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy
Behold, I am coming soon
I am the alpha and the omega
The first and the last
The beginning and the end."
Amen
What are you gonna do?
-Madonna, Justify my love Beast within Remix
[from Revelation 1:3]
Blessed is he who reads aloud the words of the prophecy
And blessed are those who hear
And who keep what is written therein
For the time is near
[from Revelation 1:7]
He is coming with the clouds
And every eye will see him
Everyone who pierced him
And all the tribes of the earth will wail on account of him
[from Revelation 2:1-4]
Those of you who have not learned what some call the deep things of Satan
I know your works, I know your toil, and your patient endurance
And how you cannot hear evil men
But have tested those who call themselves apostles, but are not
And found them to be false
I know that you are enduring patiently and bearing out for my namesake
And you have not grown weary
But I have this against you
That you have abandoned the love you had
[from Revelation 2:9-10]
I know your tribulation and your poverty
And the slander of those who say that they are Jews, but they are not
They are a synagogue of Satan
Do not fear what you are about to suffer
Behold the devil is about to throw you into prison
Wanting, needing, waiting for you to justify my love
Hoping, praying for you to justify my love
[from Revelation 13:1-10]
And I saw a beast rising out of the sea with ten horns and seven heads
And a blasphemous name upon its head
And the beast that I saw was like a leopard
Its feet were like a bear's
And its mouth was like a lion's mouth
And to it the dragon gave his power, and his throne, and great authority
One of his heads had a mortal wound
But it seemed to have a mortal wound that was healed
And the whole earth followed the beast with wonder
Men worshipped the dragon for he had given his authority to the beast
And they worshipped the beast saying
"Who is like the beast and who can fight against the beast?"
And the beast was given a mouth uttering haughty and blasphemous words
And it was allowed to exercise authority for forty-two months
It opened its mouth to utter blasphemous words against God
It was allowed to make war on the saints and to conquer
And authority was given it over every tribe
And a people and tongue and nation
And all who dwell on earth could worship it in vain
If anyone has an ear let him hear
If anyone is to be taken captive, into captivity he will go
If anyone who slays with the sword, with the sword
Wanting, needing, waiting for you to justify my love
Hoping
[from Revelation 21:1-8]
Then, I saw a new heaven and a new earth
And I heard a great voice from the throne saying:
"Behold the dwelling of God is with men
He will dwell with them, and they shall be his people
And God himself will be with them
He will wipe away every tear from their eyes
And death shall be no more
Neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore
For these things will have passed away
To the thirsty I will give water without price
From the fountain of the water of life
He who conquers shall have this heritage
And I will be his God and he shall be my son
But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the polluted
As for the murderers, fornicators, sorcerers, idolators, and all liars
Their lot shall be in the lake that burns with fire and brimstone."
[from Revelation 22:10-13]
And he said to me, he said to me:
"Do not seal up the words of the prophecy, for the time is near
Let the evildoers still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy
And the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy
Behold, I am coming soon
I am the alpha and the omega
The first and the last
The beginning and the end."
Amen
What are you gonna do?
-Madonna, Justify my love Beast within Remix
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Just another day
in Paradise...
Well, yesterday the day didn't went as fast as I wanted, but was not so bad either. Got a call from Groundel during the morning, stating that his auntie had called him and will be sending him some stuff so he puts his stuff together so he can finally change his life for the better... if there is such a thing... It is sad how someone that people have tried to help so much goes ahead and screws all the help with selfish thoughtlessness... Saying "I'm sorry" can never make up for what has been going on in his life...
Anyway... Got a call from Mich and went to take her to get a condolence card. Afterwards, since things had not been so ackward, invited her to have dinner with me. No, people, this is not a hit on, we were just hungry... Pervs... After lunch delivered her home and I went to mine for a nice shower and some necessary sleep.
The mage appeared before midnight, and off we went on our own. As usual, sharing thoughts and life comes too naturally to us. Every second strenghtens the fact that we are meant to be together. Oh, I had not mentioned this, but on Thursday night he asked me if I would marry him... And I said YES, so now we are already caught in the middle of the preparations thinguie. We would like to do this by December this year, but it all will depend on the things that can be done in general... we'll keep ot small, simple, cozy,... and special.
Back to the scheduled programming... Gabe tried reaching me last night, but I had my hands full... And got home too late to call him back. Would try calling today, if my Dori memory does not erase tape... Today we should try watching the WTC moviem and also attenting a demo that a co-worker will offer (yes, free food)... Tomorrow I should pass by the house, maybe take a thing or two over there. Gotta download the wide load at auntiens so the bitchiness gets less evident. Gotta visit the house insurance company on Wednesday, since I plan on taking that day off to get the contractor's ass... better make it "house diligencies" day.
Next week it is Coriolis b-day, so maybe we'll get ourselves up there for a hike through old San Juan if he is available (not around the Colombian road). Tsk, Tsk
10-4
Well, yesterday the day didn't went as fast as I wanted, but was not so bad either. Got a call from Groundel during the morning, stating that his auntie had called him and will be sending him some stuff so he puts his stuff together so he can finally change his life for the better... if there is such a thing... It is sad how someone that people have tried to help so much goes ahead and screws all the help with selfish thoughtlessness... Saying "I'm sorry" can never make up for what has been going on in his life...
Anyway... Got a call from Mich and went to take her to get a condolence card. Afterwards, since things had not been so ackward, invited her to have dinner with me. No, people, this is not a hit on, we were just hungry... Pervs... After lunch delivered her home and I went to mine for a nice shower and some necessary sleep.
The mage appeared before midnight, and off we went on our own. As usual, sharing thoughts and life comes too naturally to us. Every second strenghtens the fact that we are meant to be together. Oh, I had not mentioned this, but on Thursday night he asked me if I would marry him... And I said YES, so now we are already caught in the middle of the preparations thinguie. We would like to do this by December this year, but it all will depend on the things that can be done in general... we'll keep ot small, simple, cozy,... and special.
Back to the scheduled programming... Gabe tried reaching me last night, but I had my hands full... And got home too late to call him back. Would try calling today, if my Dori memory does not erase tape... Today we should try watching the WTC moviem and also attenting a demo that a co-worker will offer (yes, free food)... Tomorrow I should pass by the house, maybe take a thing or two over there. Gotta download the wide load at auntiens so the bitchiness gets less evident. Gotta visit the house insurance company on Wednesday, since I plan on taking that day off to get the contractor's ass... better make it "house diligencies" day.
Next week it is Coriolis b-day, so maybe we'll get ourselves up there for a hike through old San Juan if he is available (not around the Colombian road). Tsk, Tsk
10-4
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Alive
...
Never again will I be dishonored
And never again will I be reminded
Of living within the world of the jaded
They kill inspiration
It's my obligation
To never again, allow this to happen
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
Denying the sin
My art, my redemption
I carry the torch of my fathers before me
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Change again, cannot be considered
I rage again, dispelling my anger
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
My art, my redemption, my only salvation
I carry the gift that I have been blessed with
My soul is adrift in oceans of madness
Repairing the rift that you have created
I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm no slave
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games
It won't feel the same
If I hold my anger inside
There's no meaning
My soul is bleeding
I've had enough of your kind
One suggestion, use your discretion
Before you label me blind
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
-Disturbed, I'm Alive
Never again will I be dishonored
And never again will I be reminded
Of living within the world of the jaded
They kill inspiration
It's my obligation
To never again, allow this to happen
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
Denying the sin
My art, my redemption
I carry the torch of my fathers before me
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Change again, cannot be considered
I rage again, dispelling my anger
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
My art, my redemption, my only salvation
I carry the gift that I have been blessed with
My soul is adrift in oceans of madness
Repairing the rift that you have created
I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm no slave
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games
It won't feel the same
If I hold my anger inside
There's no meaning
My soul is bleeding
I've had enough of your kind
One suggestion, use your discretion
Before you label me blind
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
-Disturbed, I'm Alive
Set Target? Fire!!!
Oh, yes, nothing like hunting and finally getting the smell of the prey.
Been hunting down the damn contractor for almost 3 months now, and now I know where he is working... He still wont answer messages, so a visit seems apropriate, very soon. Many people are looking for him... All describing him as the worst scum on earth. Seems he has lots of problems with many women... And so he is wrapped up in many things... And many scams... I hope I can actually get something out of this, I need the electrical thing to work ASAP and I need the cascade to stop. Damn, I paid him fair and square, so he should finish everything... Let's see how this turns out...
Yesterday survived the day, had some highlights as Zordak passed by at lunch with some goodies, and then at night with more goodies. Yay! Slept some, meds seem to be doing their job... La-la-la... Woke up with a sore body today, but at least my disposition has improved through the day (even if the pain is still there). The news about the contractor, and the mage's appearance, both made my day today. The afternoon has been very wet (raining cats & dogs and loud lightning) and so the back pain has increased a bit... still tolerable... Will not attend photography tonight, as I know I better go home and sleep it off with some of the muscle relaxer.
Yesterday got a call from Mich asking what to do with Groundel, as he was sick with chills and stuff. Gave her the Emergency 101 crash course by phone since I can't drive while taking the meds. Hope that it helped somehow... I'm guessing that he didn't attend work today as he have not called at all.
Lucinda seems lost into the reminiscig lane... Not bad if she is to learn from it all and move on. I am a big fan of looking back and analyzing everything and finding answers, but... when the stuff stinks too much it is better to simply move on. True story. Many things scar us for life, but scars are just there to make you remember that "hey, it happenned... what you did about it... see? you survived... you are strong... you can do anything. move on". Nothing else to do there... I know by own experience. Scars remain. But they dont hurt much right now. Much. It will always sting one way or the other, but you become used to that pain. And in a way, you numb yourself to it.
Coriolis with his happy-busy-schedule. Glad that after all the school experience has been positive for him, and that work issues are finally paying back. Wheeee, o algo.
Zordak, caught in a work-playing nurse gap... sort of... and managing beautifully. So far, he keeps on proving many things to me... Pandora box, indeed. Finally, someone worth my time and efforts that really understands me and loves me as a whole. Who knew...
Feeling: Pink. Lighthearted. Strong. Courageous. I can actually go ahead and rule the world now, for there are no worries or uncertainties. And whatever I achieve, I have someone who truly wants to stand by me... And whom I truly want there in return.
"It's a small world, and a happy one after all."
10-4
Been hunting down the damn contractor for almost 3 months now, and now I know where he is working... He still wont answer messages, so a visit seems apropriate, very soon. Many people are looking for him... All describing him as the worst scum on earth. Seems he has lots of problems with many women... And so he is wrapped up in many things... And many scams... I hope I can actually get something out of this, I need the electrical thing to work ASAP and I need the cascade to stop. Damn, I paid him fair and square, so he should finish everything... Let's see how this turns out...
Yesterday survived the day, had some highlights as Zordak passed by at lunch with some goodies, and then at night with more goodies. Yay! Slept some, meds seem to be doing their job... La-la-la... Woke up with a sore body today, but at least my disposition has improved through the day (even if the pain is still there). The news about the contractor, and the mage's appearance, both made my day today. The afternoon has been very wet (raining cats & dogs and loud lightning) and so the back pain has increased a bit... still tolerable... Will not attend photography tonight, as I know I better go home and sleep it off with some of the muscle relaxer.
Yesterday got a call from Mich asking what to do with Groundel, as he was sick with chills and stuff. Gave her the Emergency 101 crash course by phone since I can't drive while taking the meds. Hope that it helped somehow... I'm guessing that he didn't attend work today as he have not called at all.
Lucinda seems lost into the reminiscig lane... Not bad if she is to learn from it all and move on. I am a big fan of looking back and analyzing everything and finding answers, but... when the stuff stinks too much it is better to simply move on. True story. Many things scar us for life, but scars are just there to make you remember that "hey, it happenned... what you did about it... see? you survived... you are strong... you can do anything. move on". Nothing else to do there... I know by own experience. Scars remain. But they dont hurt much right now. Much. It will always sting one way or the other, but you become used to that pain. And in a way, you numb yourself to it.
Coriolis with his happy-busy-schedule. Glad that after all the school experience has been positive for him, and that work issues are finally paying back. Wheeee, o algo.
Zordak, caught in a work-playing nurse gap... sort of... and managing beautifully. So far, he keeps on proving many things to me... Pandora box, indeed. Finally, someone worth my time and efforts that really understands me and loves me as a whole. Who knew...
Feeling: Pink. Lighthearted. Strong. Courageous. I can actually go ahead and rule the world now, for there are no worries or uncertainties. And whatever I achieve, I have someone who truly wants to stand by me... And whom I truly want there in return.
"It's a small world, and a happy one after all."
10-4
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
ER... pass the ketchup
This is incredible. Yesterday I spent the evening at ER, because of an acute pain. Well, got some more meds and went home… One of the meds is a muscle relaxer… meaning, one pill will make me sleep 14 hrs or more… My aunt woke me up at 6:30 because I was late for work. Then as I explained that I was at ER and had some meds she didn’t believe me… And wouldn’t let me be in the room…WTF? Oh, yes… I forget… I am irresponsible, lazy, party-on-dudette… So… Here I am, at my office… I expect to go flatline any minute now… This sucks…
10-4
10-4
Monday, September 04, 2006
Tales from My Crypt
In which the witch realizes that each week a new hex must come true to keep her demons happy... o algo...
Well... Keeping the line of thought of trying to be healthy-er so the body lasts a bit more, and now another thing... Seems I have some kidney pain and so some stones have made their way making me miserable the past 3 days... Ugh! In the last 4 weeks there have been different reasons for different pains, and all have been valid not a product of being hypochondriac... Sheesh! The Divine is having fun...
But no pain is enough to stop me from smiling... Even if laughing does makes me hurt more... What can I say? These past days have been filled with many emotional moments, both filled from the stuff that dreams are made of and filled with deep sorrow and sadness.
First reason for being sad, Groundel. I never expected some things that happenned and that truly create a big chasm between us. I don't think there is more to be said. My core values trust as if it was the last marvel of this cursed world... And the lies have gone out of proportion thanks to the innate ability to lie about anything and everything and thinking that I will never find out... Where is the respect? Where is the kindness? Where is the so-called love?
Second reason for being sad, Trilogy. He now realizes that he had open ground for things to bloom but crashes with the realization of me being in love... not with him. And so, after two decades, he comes to me begging me to go back to him. Because I am the one. Because this is the right time... Blah, blah. And all in all, he says the final words that sounds more as a plea than anything else, that I should not leave him alone... He begged me not to leave him alone. And all I could say was that I was sorry, but I couldn't do anything for him. He keeps pushing himself against all my answers, saying he had left two girls for me, demanding me to do the same... I finally said "I Love him". And for the first time in so many years, Tril was silenced. I don't know if he was true or not... He had so many chances... But if he thinks that I will simply dismiss the mage as anyone unimportant he has another thing going. The mage brought life to a barren, loveless, empty, cold, forsaken world... for such was my world... And I will never betray that kindness which came out of deep respect and true caring. I hate being a cold bitch, as I know I am not... But in this case, I have to be cold. Once a long time ago I stumbled with this rock, and I lost what could have been the greatest love of my life. I make a constant point of recalling that only mistake... so it never happens again. I won't gamble my mage for anything or anyone.
Third reason for being sad, Croc Hunter's death. This morning as I read the news I was deeply saddened by the horrible death that he had... A noble ranger, a rarity in this filthy world... He will be deeply missed.
So... Three reasons for being sad... It all stings, but I go on. And I find myself singing and smiling, just because of one reason that is enough to overcome all the sadnesses in the world. My mage.
10-4
Well... Keeping the line of thought of trying to be healthy-er so the body lasts a bit more, and now another thing... Seems I have some kidney pain and so some stones have made their way making me miserable the past 3 days... Ugh! In the last 4 weeks there have been different reasons for different pains, and all have been valid not a product of being hypochondriac... Sheesh! The Divine is having fun...
But no pain is enough to stop me from smiling... Even if laughing does makes me hurt more... What can I say? These past days have been filled with many emotional moments, both filled from the stuff that dreams are made of and filled with deep sorrow and sadness.
First reason for being sad, Groundel. I never expected some things that happenned and that truly create a big chasm between us. I don't think there is more to be said. My core values trust as if it was the last marvel of this cursed world... And the lies have gone out of proportion thanks to the innate ability to lie about anything and everything and thinking that I will never find out... Where is the respect? Where is the kindness? Where is the so-called love?
Second reason for being sad, Trilogy. He now realizes that he had open ground for things to bloom but crashes with the realization of me being in love... not with him. And so, after two decades, he comes to me begging me to go back to him. Because I am the one. Because this is the right time... Blah, blah. And all in all, he says the final words that sounds more as a plea than anything else, that I should not leave him alone... He begged me not to leave him alone. And all I could say was that I was sorry, but I couldn't do anything for him. He keeps pushing himself against all my answers, saying he had left two girls for me, demanding me to do the same... I finally said "I Love him". And for the first time in so many years, Tril was silenced. I don't know if he was true or not... He had so many chances... But if he thinks that I will simply dismiss the mage as anyone unimportant he has another thing going. The mage brought life to a barren, loveless, empty, cold, forsaken world... for such was my world... And I will never betray that kindness which came out of deep respect and true caring. I hate being a cold bitch, as I know I am not... But in this case, I have to be cold. Once a long time ago I stumbled with this rock, and I lost what could have been the greatest love of my life. I make a constant point of recalling that only mistake... so it never happens again. I won't gamble my mage for anything or anyone.
Third reason for being sad, Croc Hunter's death. This morning as I read the news I was deeply saddened by the horrible death that he had... A noble ranger, a rarity in this filthy world... He will be deeply missed.
So... Three reasons for being sad... It all stings, but I go on. And I find myself singing and smiling, just because of one reason that is enough to overcome all the sadnesses in the world. My mage.
10-4
Forsaken
...
I’m over it.
You see I’m falling in a vast abyss
Clouded by memories of the past
At last I see
I hear it fading
I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You feel them finding
Always whining
Take my hand
Now be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
I’m over it
Why can’t we be together?
Endlessly
Sleeping so long
Taking off the masks
At last I see
My fear is fading
I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You fear them finding
Always whining
Take my hand
Now be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
Everyone
Everyone
-David Draiman, Forsaken
I’m over it.
You see I’m falling in a vast abyss
Clouded by memories of the past
At last I see
I hear it fading
I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You feel them finding
Always whining
Take my hand
Now be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
I’m over it
Why can’t we be together?
Endlessly
Sleeping so long
Taking off the masks
At last I see
My fear is fading
I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You fear them finding
Always whining
Take my hand
Now be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
Everyone
Everyone
-David Draiman, Forsaken
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Chamber of Secrets
... or so they believe...
The realms within the Land of Mists keep the Pandora box intact so far… The mage is the only constant that keeps shedding light through the gloomy caverns and forests… Each day is a new revelation in terms of those around me. Secrets keep revealing themselves even if I am not asking for them… even if I don’t ask for the truth it comes to me as if a Divine power wanted to reinforce everything I suspect or assume with tangible evidence… So I am truly at peace with my choices, and with my life. Not that it makes me happy to know all this… Not that it adds to my opinion of things… Not that it actually makes me wish for many reactions of the sort that anyone would expect from the mercurial witch…
As the chamber of secrets lay open wide in front of me, I see the mage standing beneath me. And his strength becomes my strength. Silently he witnesses my horrors... But instead of running away he remains, so I know I am not to walk alone anymore. I call forth truth... One by one the images come forth, each telling a new story about the past, each adding the missing pieces of the puzzles that I have never been able to solve. Each piece cuts me so deep, and I am surprised that I don’t faint by the sheer outrage and madness… So much deception, so much lies! I have been immersed in a web of lies for almost two decades… Lies within lies within lies… And all I gave out was truth, faith and hope. Nevermore!
I salute all the bards that spin such vile deceits, as they certainly have a talent… as they were sneaky enough to make me dance to their music, at their own pace, at their own will. From the bottom of my heart: It does not matter now. Reap the fruits of what you all nourished all this time. I don’t belong to you, and you don’t belong to me. I am free to be as I am, I am free to dream all my dreams and make them come true, I am free to live in truth and walk in beauty, even if shadows and mists surround me. No longer shall the Land consume me, or try to turn me from my path… It has been demonstrated who I am, after all… Who I will always be… And so, don’t ask for whom the bells toll… But be certain that the toll will stop… I breed no ill wish towards anyone, live on… But be certain that never again will I allow you to tear apart my heart, or my life... never again.
And so I burn this chamber! May all the secrets burn as well… vanish forever from my life, from my memory… It is over. Go on with your paths… And may the Divine have mercy on your souls.
10-4
The realms within the Land of Mists keep the Pandora box intact so far… The mage is the only constant that keeps shedding light through the gloomy caverns and forests… Each day is a new revelation in terms of those around me. Secrets keep revealing themselves even if I am not asking for them… even if I don’t ask for the truth it comes to me as if a Divine power wanted to reinforce everything I suspect or assume with tangible evidence… So I am truly at peace with my choices, and with my life. Not that it makes me happy to know all this… Not that it adds to my opinion of things… Not that it actually makes me wish for many reactions of the sort that anyone would expect from the mercurial witch…
As the chamber of secrets lay open wide in front of me, I see the mage standing beneath me. And his strength becomes my strength. Silently he witnesses my horrors... But instead of running away he remains, so I know I am not to walk alone anymore. I call forth truth... One by one the images come forth, each telling a new story about the past, each adding the missing pieces of the puzzles that I have never been able to solve. Each piece cuts me so deep, and I am surprised that I don’t faint by the sheer outrage and madness… So much deception, so much lies! I have been immersed in a web of lies for almost two decades… Lies within lies within lies… And all I gave out was truth, faith and hope. Nevermore!
I salute all the bards that spin such vile deceits, as they certainly have a talent… as they were sneaky enough to make me dance to their music, at their own pace, at their own will. From the bottom of my heart: It does not matter now. Reap the fruits of what you all nourished all this time. I don’t belong to you, and you don’t belong to me. I am free to be as I am, I am free to dream all my dreams and make them come true, I am free to live in truth and walk in beauty, even if shadows and mists surround me. No longer shall the Land consume me, or try to turn me from my path… It has been demonstrated who I am, after all… Who I will always be… And so, don’t ask for whom the bells toll… But be certain that the toll will stop… I breed no ill wish towards anyone, live on… But be certain that never again will I allow you to tear apart my heart, or my life... never again.
And so I burn this chamber! May all the secrets burn as well… vanish forever from my life, from my memory… It is over. Go on with your paths… And may the Divine have mercy on your souls.
10-4
Friday, September 01, 2006
Get the party started
...
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Pumpin up the volume, breakin down to the beat
Cruisin' through the west side
We'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started
Makin my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancin and their dancin for me
I'm your operator, you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now
-Pink, get the party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Pumpin up the volume, breakin down to the beat
Cruisin' through the west side
We'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started
Makin my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancin and their dancin for me
I'm your operator, you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now
-Pink, get the party started
Hectic
Times
Well, it has been a busy week, on and off work. Today, gotta visit Aguadilla so at least there will be some action within work hours... LOL Back to the review...
Met the mage on Tuesday & Wednesday night since he didn't have work. Yes, the schedule from hell strikes back... but we'll manage. So far, blissfully beautiful...
Yesterday got a call from the half-orc, stating he had eye pain. Couldn't find a doc right away, so today picked him up to take him to one I know near my workplace... His eye is really swollen, he can barely open it! The guy has a bad hex on him (last week the almost cellulitis leg thing, this week the eye...), and it seems beyond difficult to dispel... It gets worst with his attitude, cursing and anger... (sight) Hope that the doc gives him something for that... And that he gets better...
The photography class was a bit more interesting, or at least it moved fast. I guess eating before taking it does make a difference... LOL Tril was on good humor or behaviour, at least until getting near his home... then he starts saying stupid comments... But since I am not caring too much and actually laughing it all off, whatever. He seems really spooked by that... Wheeee, o algo. ;) This weekend the field trip will be towards the salinas, lighthouse and playa sucia... On a labor day weekend... Ugh! But at least it will be interesting, that much I know... I love the place, I go to it yearly. The druid of el faro never forgets...
So... Everyone seems happy and mellow, except the occational passengers, but it is all ok... I'm trying keeping the "me first" focus to keep my stuff running smoothly... So far it all has been truly peachy... Surreal... Nothing like living outside of the Matrix...
10-4
Well, it has been a busy week, on and off work. Today, gotta visit Aguadilla so at least there will be some action within work hours... LOL Back to the review...
Met the mage on Tuesday & Wednesday night since he didn't have work. Yes, the schedule from hell strikes back... but we'll manage. So far, blissfully beautiful...
Yesterday got a call from the half-orc, stating he had eye pain. Couldn't find a doc right away, so today picked him up to take him to one I know near my workplace... His eye is really swollen, he can barely open it! The guy has a bad hex on him (last week the almost cellulitis leg thing, this week the eye...), and it seems beyond difficult to dispel... It gets worst with his attitude, cursing and anger... (sight) Hope that the doc gives him something for that... And that he gets better...
The photography class was a bit more interesting, or at least it moved fast. I guess eating before taking it does make a difference... LOL Tril was on good humor or behaviour, at least until getting near his home... then he starts saying stupid comments... But since I am not caring too much and actually laughing it all off, whatever. He seems really spooked by that... Wheeee, o algo. ;) This weekend the field trip will be towards the salinas, lighthouse and playa sucia... On a labor day weekend... Ugh! But at least it will be interesting, that much I know... I love the place, I go to it yearly. The druid of el faro never forgets...
So... Everyone seems happy and mellow, except the occational passengers, but it is all ok... I'm trying keeping the "me first" focus to keep my stuff running smoothly... So far it all has been truly peachy... Surreal... Nothing like living outside of the Matrix...
10-4
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