... and then some...
This is the Information Technology Professional Week, so congratulations to all techies and systems administrators out there!
The weekend went too fast for comfort… leaving me completely out of energy and a bit sad. So much to do… But only 24 hours to try accomplishing anything…
Friday night went with Groundel to see Pathfinder. It was not that good, a nice rental choice for any gaming fan… Vikings were so-so… The native Americans were portrayed so-so… A cheap Apocalypto with a twist that is very lineal, predictable and more of the same, in my opinion…
Saturday… Got the goodies at the mailbox and delivered them to its owner. Went with the mage to get a bucket of paint, then to hunt for clothing and shoes… Got the shoes at San Germán after a whole afternoon of continual disappointments… The curse of 11w in the wrong side of the planet… Made it to church in time, missed Father ed as there was another person giving mass (seems someone in practice). Too tired after the long hunt, we went home.
Sunday… Got a call from Lightshadow but yesterday was a bad day for my cel… locations made signal completely unavailable… Geesh! If I’m not in my bedroom I have no signal at all in Anthill… how nice… Went with the mage to pickup Munchkin and to take her to the favorite toy store to find a jigsaw for her. Browsed the books section and found some I would like to get later on for our little mage. Browsed the cradles section, and I was quite disappointed at the selection… Went to the nearby furniture store to see they have no cradles at all. Gee… Whatever. I just want to get the cradle that I saw in San Germán, that has an old times feel and is space savvy. I’ll need a changer and an armoire, but well… Let’s see who can get that for us. We are too tight to actually think of much right now… Just small cradle and car seat as basics. Anyway… Arrived just in time to do the grocery shopping, and then home to rest a bit. Played Snow White while Munchkin tried putting together the jigsaw, and as nightfall arrived, went with the mage to deliver the girl and to get my clothing at auntie’s. Uncle arrived to deliver something, and his usual salute made my night… On the way home my being pissed took a 360 degree change after without realizing the effect I made a comment that send me straight down reminiscing lane… in a bad way. After a while, watched Mirror mask with the mage and off to bed…
Today… I really wanted to stay at home. I feel beyond tire, crappy and sad. I just wanna be in my bed, see no faces, and simply rest. But duty calls, as usual… And since I have a doc’s appointment on Wednesday I just couldn’t allow myself to take the day off. So… forced myself to get up, and drive to work… Eyes bother me, got a headache, and I’m not in a good mood… Happy happy joy joy… Life goes on. Groundel called to check on me since he was worried because I did not answer the phone yesterday… Again, no signal at Anthill… And to remind me to give the transcripts to his counselor at work. I almost forgot about that… Got three congrats because of IT week, all from people not from where my office is… and so far the day has been very VERY slow and uneventful. Just want it to be over so I head home, period.
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Today is the last day that I'm using words
They've gone out, lost their meaning
Don't function anymore
Let's, let's, let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious honey
Today is the last day that I'm using words
They've gone out, lost their meaning
Don't function anymore
Traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, to the arms of unconsciousness
Traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, to the arms of unconsciousness
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Words are useless, especically sentences
They don't stand for anything
How could they explain how I feel
Traveling, traveling, I'm traveling
Traveling, traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, traveling, I'm gonna relax
Traveling, traveling, in the arms of unconsciousness
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
And inside we're all still wet
Longing and yearning
How can I explain how I feel ?
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Traveling, traveling
Traveling, traveling
Traveling, traveling
Traveling, traveling, in the arms of unconsciousness
And all that you've ever learned
Try to forget
I'll never explain again
-Madonna, Bedtime Story
Monday, April 30, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Come out, come out...
wherever you are...
Work was pretty much stale yesterday. I edited some items for the Little Mage place, and gave it a small facelift… at least looks more like it is almost completed. Wanna get the feel as this site, that I don’t really need to change it because I really like the layout and overall image.
Groundel and LightShadow visited Anthill last night. They brought Mirror Mask and popcorn, and I completed the offering with milk… it does a body good. LOL How healthy-er can you get? The kitties got really happy with the attention, Roxy and Crow being the main stars of the evening. By 9pm we were all offline, but it was a nice gathering. It gets pretty lonely up there in Anthill… and it ain’t funny.
Today, gotta prepare the secretaries gifts and the resources gifts for tomorrow’s afternoon activities. Zordak went to the tax place really early (by his standards) to straighten up a paper he needs when applying for gov jobs. I’m trying to give a small boost to my mp3 player so it has some cool cd’s I can’t listen to under normal circumstances… no computer at home, and they play badly anywhere else. So today promises to be an entertaining day. Gotta try doing demos at night, for the 1st-bday decór, so Groundel can help with completing that project.
Feeling crappy and trafa, but it could be worst… following what people have been telling me… Been reading too much about pregnancy and all its effects and it all makes me even more nauseous. Coriolis will have to do a fund raising at work so I can get some help getting a bit of the mandatory things I’m starting to need… LOL Why him specifically? Hey, he looks serious enough for people to actually believe he’s saying someone needs help. Imagine that, my lovely face in a can… with a Please Help on it… What is the world coming to?
Finally getting the Butterfly Effect, so Vincent or Deirdre seems to be having fun. Besides that… Tired, dizzy, drained, having mixed feelings for everything, keeping it all realistic… I’m no Rainbow Brite, but no Undertaker either.
Gotta fill up my daily hours duties… And see if I get paid before the weekend so I get to the car place and finally fix that friggin door! Between that and paying off a late loan I’m screwed until next 15th… but life goes on… with milk, eggs and Cheerios.
10-4
Work was pretty much stale yesterday. I edited some items for the Little Mage place, and gave it a small facelift… at least looks more like it is almost completed. Wanna get the feel as this site, that I don’t really need to change it because I really like the layout and overall image.
Groundel and LightShadow visited Anthill last night. They brought Mirror Mask and popcorn, and I completed the offering with milk… it does a body good. LOL How healthy-er can you get? The kitties got really happy with the attention, Roxy and Crow being the main stars of the evening. By 9pm we were all offline, but it was a nice gathering. It gets pretty lonely up there in Anthill… and it ain’t funny.
Today, gotta prepare the secretaries gifts and the resources gifts for tomorrow’s afternoon activities. Zordak went to the tax place really early (by his standards) to straighten up a paper he needs when applying for gov jobs. I’m trying to give a small boost to my mp3 player so it has some cool cd’s I can’t listen to under normal circumstances… no computer at home, and they play badly anywhere else. So today promises to be an entertaining day. Gotta try doing demos at night, for the 1st-bday decór, so Groundel can help with completing that project.
Feeling crappy and trafa, but it could be worst… following what people have been telling me… Been reading too much about pregnancy and all its effects and it all makes me even more nauseous. Coriolis will have to do a fund raising at work so I can get some help getting a bit of the mandatory things I’m starting to need… LOL Why him specifically? Hey, he looks serious enough for people to actually believe he’s saying someone needs help. Imagine that, my lovely face in a can… with a Please Help on it… What is the world coming to?
Finally getting the Butterfly Effect, so Vincent or Deirdre seems to be having fun. Besides that… Tired, dizzy, drained, having mixed feelings for everything, keeping it all realistic… I’m no Rainbow Brite, but no Undertaker either.
Gotta fill up my daily hours duties… And see if I get paid before the weekend so I get to the car place and finally fix that friggin door! Between that and paying off a late loan I’m screwed until next 15th… but life goes on… with milk, eggs and Cheerios.
10-4
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Tying some knots
heh, heh...
I just realized, I made no mention of the past weekend. Well...
Saturday morning was the oh-so-wow nate with the nutricionist, who wants to see me again at the 3rd trimester's beginning to make sure I have not put on any unnecessary pounds and made dietary changes as needed... We passed by Cabo Rojo's town stores to try getting a deal for work's secretaries week. Found just the perfect item at the aimed 99cents I planned to spend for each... The store has some thinguies I want to get later on, to fill my house with some Feng Shui karma... The mage got me two paintings that depicted asian dragons, way cool. Now I just need to get a phoenix... Anyway...
Went with the mage to my mother's house for the fridge-washer issue... We had to wait until almost 6pm when the movers where finally able to get the stuff to my house... So in that we lost the whole afternoon, 5 precious hours... The mage went with them and I was left stranded with mommy. Good thing, she got food. Bad thing, we had to pick the new stepfather, then eat, and after listening to many stories realized it was late and really needed to go home so she took me there. I did not complain so she would finally see why I have been whinning so much all this time about the house and all ots chaos. I guess that should do something... plus the news of baby on the way. Later on, the mage and I had a Rome marathon of sorts, watching some chapters of the juicy series.
Sunday morning was heavy... I felt like not getting out of bed, I just wanted to stayed glued on it... but we had to wake up. The mage had to pick up Munchkin and then do laundry. I had to go to auntie's and do my 3-week laundry as well. So, off we went... At auntie's I did the laundry and tried looking for clothing I could use... but everything that was bigger I had given away or sold... so that was a fruitless task. At least on the bright side, auntie wants to prepare the small room for me just in case I need some energency crashing because of baby. All of the sudden everyone is nice because of that... Something good had to come from it all. Finished laundry as night came in, and so after watching How to loose a guy in 10 days for the Nth time I went home. The mage arrived half an hour later, we exchanged anecdotes and then off to bed... Another weekend has passed away... In the blink of an eye...
No, we couldn't paint. No money to get the yellow paint for the ceiling... no point doing the floor before doing the ceiling... So we couldn't arrange the furniture because of that. The mess keeps on. And my spider phobia goes on as well. Weird bugs stalking me... And I am declaring war! Gotta make a list of all the things that must be done... to do them once a week...
10-4
I just realized, I made no mention of the past weekend. Well...
Saturday morning was the oh-so-wow nate with the nutricionist, who wants to see me again at the 3rd trimester's beginning to make sure I have not put on any unnecessary pounds and made dietary changes as needed... We passed by Cabo Rojo's town stores to try getting a deal for work's secretaries week. Found just the perfect item at the aimed 99cents I planned to spend for each... The store has some thinguies I want to get later on, to fill my house with some Feng Shui karma... The mage got me two paintings that depicted asian dragons, way cool. Now I just need to get a phoenix... Anyway...
Went with the mage to my mother's house for the fridge-washer issue... We had to wait until almost 6pm when the movers where finally able to get the stuff to my house... So in that we lost the whole afternoon, 5 precious hours... The mage went with them and I was left stranded with mommy. Good thing, she got food. Bad thing, we had to pick the new stepfather, then eat, and after listening to many stories realized it was late and really needed to go home so she took me there. I did not complain so she would finally see why I have been whinning so much all this time about the house and all ots chaos. I guess that should do something... plus the news of baby on the way. Later on, the mage and I had a Rome marathon of sorts, watching some chapters of the juicy series.
Sunday morning was heavy... I felt like not getting out of bed, I just wanted to stayed glued on it... but we had to wake up. The mage had to pick up Munchkin and then do laundry. I had to go to auntie's and do my 3-week laundry as well. So, off we went... At auntie's I did the laundry and tried looking for clothing I could use... but everything that was bigger I had given away or sold... so that was a fruitless task. At least on the bright side, auntie wants to prepare the small room for me just in case I need some energency crashing because of baby. All of the sudden everyone is nice because of that... Something good had to come from it all. Finished laundry as night came in, and so after watching How to loose a guy in 10 days for the Nth time I went home. The mage arrived half an hour later, we exchanged anecdotes and then off to bed... Another weekend has passed away... In the blink of an eye...
No, we couldn't paint. No money to get the yellow paint for the ceiling... no point doing the floor before doing the ceiling... So we couldn't arrange the furniture because of that. The mess keeps on. And my spider phobia goes on as well. Weird bugs stalking me... And I am declaring war! Gotta make a list of all the things that must be done... to do them once a week...
10-4
Running...
on empty...
Tired, busy… a bit more than the usual. Secretaries week… Happy happy joy joy. Yesterday morning was the opening, and somehow I end up giving instructions… Moved some trees for decorative purposes and got really dizzy… Reunion afterwards… The making of the recordatories are w-i-p… Went to SanGermán in the afternoon to give service. Throwing myself in the floor didn’t help, kept on feeling dizzy… Visited Groundel afterwork, chit-chat and then home. Organized the closet while cooking something… Mopped the kitty room, finished the food, took a bath and ate. Felt quite radioactive, tired but not sleepy… Read a friend’s magazine and stood there facing the wind and admiring the night view until the mage arrived. Windy and cold night. I finally decided to get into bed, and instantly I fall unconscious…Seems I have trained myself well, I touch the bed and I fall asleep… that’s mainly why I’ve developed the habit of reading for an hour or so in the couch until my sight gets blurred.
Today I woke up dizzy. Everything hurts. Arrived almost half an hour late (not that anyone minded…) and I am feeling completely drained, zoned-out and tired. Even the keyboard looks comfy… that tired I am… (Sight) I just wanna go home and sleep. Dreaming is cheap, easy and is for all…
Gotta go on finish the recordatories. Feel like doing nothing at all… Whee o algo.
10-4
Tired, busy… a bit more than the usual. Secretaries week… Happy happy joy joy. Yesterday morning was the opening, and somehow I end up giving instructions… Moved some trees for decorative purposes and got really dizzy… Reunion afterwards… The making of the recordatories are w-i-p… Went to SanGermán in the afternoon to give service. Throwing myself in the floor didn’t help, kept on feeling dizzy… Visited Groundel afterwork, chit-chat and then home. Organized the closet while cooking something… Mopped the kitty room, finished the food, took a bath and ate. Felt quite radioactive, tired but not sleepy… Read a friend’s magazine and stood there facing the wind and admiring the night view until the mage arrived. Windy and cold night. I finally decided to get into bed, and instantly I fall unconscious…Seems I have trained myself well, I touch the bed and I fall asleep… that’s mainly why I’ve developed the habit of reading for an hour or so in the couch until my sight gets blurred.
Today I woke up dizzy. Everything hurts. Arrived almost half an hour late (not that anyone minded…) and I am feeling completely drained, zoned-out and tired. Even the keyboard looks comfy… that tired I am… (Sight) I just wanna go home and sleep. Dreaming is cheap, easy and is for all…
Gotta go on finish the recordatories. Feel like doing nothing at all… Whee o algo.
10-4
Friday, April 20, 2007
TGIF, again!
Let's spin that wheel!
Busy bee, as usual... Yesterday was the "make an invitation against the clock" for the secretaries week which is next week... Plus I arrived late because of the morning sickness... Plus Groundel had bad luck getting aid at the office that Vivienda referred him to... Plus took him to the PUCPR so he can get the transcripts so he can get CAME help at ARV... Plus back at work, reunion because of secretaries week... Today will go to Aguadilla in the morning, and need to leave the conference room setup for Monday during the afternoon. Let's see how it all unfolds...
I have a nutritionist appointment tomorrow morning, then to get a fridge and washer in the afternoon. If there's time left, gotta try finding mementos for the secretaries at a very cheap price... And of course, to mass... So I guess I'll paint the floor at home on Sunday during the morning, and try doing laundry in the afternoon if there is any water at all...
So much for resting in peace and quiet... Where are cemeteries when you need them?
10-4
Busy bee, as usual... Yesterday was the "make an invitation against the clock" for the secretaries week which is next week... Plus I arrived late because of the morning sickness... Plus Groundel had bad luck getting aid at the office that Vivienda referred him to... Plus took him to the PUCPR so he can get the transcripts so he can get CAME help at ARV... Plus back at work, reunion because of secretaries week... Today will go to Aguadilla in the morning, and need to leave the conference room setup for Monday during the afternoon. Let's see how it all unfolds...
I have a nutritionist appointment tomorrow morning, then to get a fridge and washer in the afternoon. If there's time left, gotta try finding mementos for the secretaries at a very cheap price... And of course, to mass... So I guess I'll paint the floor at home on Sunday during the morning, and try doing laundry in the afternoon if there is any water at all...
So much for resting in peace and quiet... Where are cemeteries when you need them?
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007
DON'T... Think too much of...
The weekend…
FRIDAY: Too long, too long… But all in all it was ok. Got an invitation from a co-worker to checkout a place for her baby’s 1st year b-day (she wants me to decorate) and she also took me for lunch at Chili’s. Not bad. The afternoon went fast as I was busy thinking on the feasible ways of decorating without breaking my back. After work, went to eat something with Groundel, got kitty food for the children, delivered him, and off I went home… Browsed some decorating books as I do just to torture myself with what I want to do and what I can’t do as I want…
SATURDAY: Painted the walls downstairs, in a lovely bamboo-ochre shade. But it needs a second coat… which will have to wait until next payday… Grrr… The mage primed the staircase walls and painted the borders facing the ceiling as I cannot get on stairs. We finished in time to go to Mass. The Father was really happy to see us, and his belly looked bigger… someone has been eating good… We went back home, as the whole painting ordeal had left us beat.
SUNDAY: Visited ZOO-RICO. The mage had promised Munchkin to take her to the local zoo, and so we ended up in the sort-of-lame-but-could-be-worst version of Animal Kingdom. All in all it was fun, although walking uphill was the pits for me. Loved the birdcage… hated that it was too small… the bald eagle and other big birds should have space to actually fly. And yes, what I have in my backyard are auras tiñosas… Birds of prey that have the body of an eagle and the head of a vulture… It saddened me to see them caged up… I see them flying free and majestic at home, and their eyes are so different… Met the Comeñame… LOL Well, I won’t ever forget that one. And now I can name it when I also see it in my backyard… Wow, seems I do have a jungle at home… Who knew? (I just hope that I have no more close encounters with snakes!)
MONDAY: Freeday from work, thanks to José de Diego… local poet and activist who was born in my hometown even if people in the media mentioned he was born in Agiadilla (WTF?, God… Know your history, public figures, or stay quiet damnit!). I was moody in the morning, but whatever. Went to the town in the afternoon, picked up Groundel and so got a pack of test strips for blood sugar (which left me broke) and syringes. Finally went to the Mall… Been two months since my last stepping on that area… Got the book I was looking for, and window shopped (suffered0 at the local gothic store… Plenty of baby clothing in there… I guess I’m starting to see the bright side of it… I can scare the locals with the newborn… Buahahahah! Finally, did some mandatory grocery shopping that completed the being broke circle… My mother called and SHE is getting married on Wednesday morning… Ok… And they may do a small gathering at midday… Ok… And she will donate a fridge and a laundry machine to my home on Saturday… Ok… Wheeeee, o algo. Stayed awake at night preparing a meal for 2 days, so the mage was happy when he arrived as I was too awake… Seems the heat and radiation of the microwave bans sleep or something… Ugh! Finally got to bed almost at 1:00 am…
Today… at the office… Rachel greeted me with news about her cardboard-shoe box recollection at home LOL Sylvia showed off trendy look with many red streaks over her short black hair (mamau!, but don’t worry, I already have plans for my raven tresses… Coming soon…). Hoping to nap, being unable to do so… Ugh! Oh, well… Hope the day goes fast, and that soon I’m in my comfy bed… La-la-la.
10-4
FRIDAY: Too long, too long… But all in all it was ok. Got an invitation from a co-worker to checkout a place for her baby’s 1st year b-day (she wants me to decorate) and she also took me for lunch at Chili’s. Not bad. The afternoon went fast as I was busy thinking on the feasible ways of decorating without breaking my back. After work, went to eat something with Groundel, got kitty food for the children, delivered him, and off I went home… Browsed some decorating books as I do just to torture myself with what I want to do and what I can’t do as I want…
SATURDAY: Painted the walls downstairs, in a lovely bamboo-ochre shade. But it needs a second coat… which will have to wait until next payday… Grrr… The mage primed the staircase walls and painted the borders facing the ceiling as I cannot get on stairs. We finished in time to go to Mass. The Father was really happy to see us, and his belly looked bigger… someone has been eating good… We went back home, as the whole painting ordeal had left us beat.
SUNDAY: Visited ZOO-RICO. The mage had promised Munchkin to take her to the local zoo, and so we ended up in the sort-of-lame-but-could-be-worst version of Animal Kingdom. All in all it was fun, although walking uphill was the pits for me. Loved the birdcage… hated that it was too small… the bald eagle and other big birds should have space to actually fly. And yes, what I have in my backyard are auras tiñosas… Birds of prey that have the body of an eagle and the head of a vulture… It saddened me to see them caged up… I see them flying free and majestic at home, and their eyes are so different… Met the Comeñame… LOL Well, I won’t ever forget that one. And now I can name it when I also see it in my backyard… Wow, seems I do have a jungle at home… Who knew? (I just hope that I have no more close encounters with snakes!)
MONDAY: Freeday from work, thanks to José de Diego… local poet and activist who was born in my hometown even if people in the media mentioned he was born in Agiadilla (WTF?, God… Know your history, public figures, or stay quiet damnit!). I was moody in the morning, but whatever. Went to the town in the afternoon, picked up Groundel and so got a pack of test strips for blood sugar (which left me broke) and syringes. Finally went to the Mall… Been two months since my last stepping on that area… Got the book I was looking for, and window shopped (suffered0 at the local gothic store… Plenty of baby clothing in there… I guess I’m starting to see the bright side of it… I can scare the locals with the newborn… Buahahahah! Finally, did some mandatory grocery shopping that completed the being broke circle… My mother called and SHE is getting married on Wednesday morning… Ok… And they may do a small gathering at midday… Ok… And she will donate a fridge and a laundry machine to my home on Saturday… Ok… Wheeeee, o algo. Stayed awake at night preparing a meal for 2 days, so the mage was happy when he arrived as I was too awake… Seems the heat and radiation of the microwave bans sleep or something… Ugh! Finally got to bed almost at 1:00 am…
Today… at the office… Rachel greeted me with news about her cardboard-shoe box recollection at home LOL Sylvia showed off trendy look with many red streaks over her short black hair (mamau!, but don’t worry, I already have plans for my raven tresses… Coming soon…). Hoping to nap, being unable to do so… Ugh! Oh, well… Hope the day goes fast, and that soon I’m in my comfy bed… La-la-la.
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Friday, April 13, 2007
End of week
... Amen!
Drained. Tired. Crappy. Fridays are made to just go home and crawl in bed... I feel like that... I need sleep. I am beyond tired. I am beyond strained and stressed and anxious. Hibernation... Liberation... Breathe...
10-4
Drained. Tired. Crappy. Fridays are made to just go home and crawl in bed... I feel like that... I need sleep. I am beyond tired. I am beyond strained and stressed and anxious. Hibernation... Liberation... Breathe...
10-4
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Avispas!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!
...
Yesterday LightShadow took Groundel and me to watch Grindhouse. We had dinner at the cinema stairs (that reminded me of the good old college years…) and so we were on time to enjoy the offering… Woah! I did not expect such a long movie, but all in all the time vanished really fast… That always happens when you are having fun. Rodriguez’s Planet Terror was perfect. The zombie virus infestation in a somewhat futuristic world, where a stripper looses a leg and her boyfriend gets her a machinegun leg and pushes her to a destiny of redemption through steel leadership was nicely executed. Good tribute to old zombie flicks, good delivery of roles, good use of all that has been created before, good use of corny gore. Tarantino’s Death Proof was weak in the dialogue and substance, but can’t deny the car chase and action were awesome. The fake trails were hilarious! Machete, Don’t, Thanksgiving… the corny theater feature and rating… the music… Everything was well thought/produced/delivered. Nonsense that makes sense… Who knew?
So, realized the time when we were out of the cinema,,, Ouch. For me, I was past before bedtime, no wonder I was feeling sleepy… Yes, on weeknights I’m a good girl and go to bed with Burbujita’s signal. The way home is long and dark and at night gets lonely… There are many houses along the way, but seems all people go to sleep before 7pm or something, after that all houses are dark and silent. The joys of the countryside… Only a misguided cock can break the silence with its misguided songs before midnight… Mutant cocks? Zombie cocks? Ermm… Ewwww! Ok… back to the briefing… Reached home before ten. The good thing was that I was quite awake for a while… the bad thing was that I was quite awake for a while… Sleepless in Anthill at your service. So… I just wanna sleep all day… If I only could… Damn duty. Got to work five minutes late… not bad, after all I got out of the house at 7:45am. That’s pretty late.
Three movements in the office, the crew was swift and fast, and already connected all the equipment. No one to take me to Aguadilla… Guess I’ll end up going by myself, perhaps next week if I get to fix the car’s back door this next weekend. We’ll see how that turns out.
INTERMISSION: A mild reminder:
This is my place for being all psyched out, fangs out, howling mad and spitting fire at the world. Hence, the naming of this blog RANTINGS.of a MAD witch. I rant here… the good, the bad, the ugly from my everyday woes and worries and successes alike. It is how I communicate with fellow earthlings and creatures of the dark. Please, and I repeat, PLEASE do not take anything personal. When I am specific I throw names with rants, not generic babbling. So unless your name is thrown to the middle of the circle of fire, just relax and enjoy. I know each and everyone of you, and so I know each one’s talents and flaws. Nevertheless, I love you all the same. In Perfect, things are pretty boring and unchallenging. This is not Perfect… And I give thanks that THAT pharmacy will soon be at walking distance from my work. Everything else, lighten up. I am moody 24/7, but that is me. I’m a selfish attention whore, yes, but I do understand everyone’s business. Just don’t lean on good intentions, many wars have happened because of good intentions. Lean on facts, on doing, on action, on truth. And remember that crying in front of a grave is useless, what matters is what you do for your loved ones when you are alive. From what I say and do, all that sums it up is ABSOLUTELY NO REGRETS. So, no apologies are necessary from me, or for me. Whatever you have, bring it on. In my darkness I embrace you with all the love I have within me. It may be tough love, piercing love, steel love… but always is genuine and true. When I call someone a friend, something very deep and very special must have been going on for quite a while. I don’t take words lightly, and I don’t take people for granted. My human side expects the same, so it gets disappointed and angry. My godly side understands, forgives and moves on. Being dark and wicked doesn’t mean being evil. And whoever that really knows me know that truth from heart, and from experience.
And so, Alice went through the looking mirror, and found a whole new world… wicked and twisted, but oh so fun! Run, bunny, run!
10-4
Tengo un Dios admirable en los cielos
y el amor de su Espíritu Santo
por su gracia yo soy hombre nuevo
y de gozo se llena mi canto
De su imagen soy un reflejo
que me lleva por siempre en victoria
y me ha hecho cabeza y no cola
en mi Cristo yo todo lo puedo
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
Tengo un Dios admirable en los cielos
que me libra de mal y temores
es mi roca y mi gran fortaleza
y me colma con sus bendiciones
Mi Señor siempre me hace justicia
me defiende de los opresores
no me deja ni me desampara
pues mi Dios es Señor de señores
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
(Jesús me dijo), ya lo ves, (que me riera)
(si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y tambien me dijo no te mortifiques), tú lo ves
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
ojoooyeee!
Uuuuuujuu! Avispa !
(Pa' que lo piquen), en la cara ves
(pa' que lo piquen), y en los pies
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
Lo piquen otra vez
(Pa' que lo piquen), en la carretera
(pa' que lo piquen), y en medio'e la acera
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen)
si !
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en el dedo ma' chiquito
pa' que afinque
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en el coco
pa'que salte como un Lince
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en la cara
pa'que no me mortifique
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en los huesos
pa'que salte pa'que brinque
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
donde quiera que se meta
yo quisiera que lo pique
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en la cara
pa'que no me mortifique
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
(Jesús me dijo), ya lo ves, (que me riera)
(si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y tambien me dijo no te mortifiques,
que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
oyee !
Uuuuuujuu!
-Juan Luis Guerra, Las Avispas
A funny song that keeps playing on my mind over and over and over… Yup, estoy pegá con ella… But it kinda makes me smile and feel better and go on…
Yesterday LightShadow took Groundel and me to watch Grindhouse. We had dinner at the cinema stairs (that reminded me of the good old college years…) and so we were on time to enjoy the offering… Woah! I did not expect such a long movie, but all in all the time vanished really fast… That always happens when you are having fun. Rodriguez’s Planet Terror was perfect. The zombie virus infestation in a somewhat futuristic world, where a stripper looses a leg and her boyfriend gets her a machinegun leg and pushes her to a destiny of redemption through steel leadership was nicely executed. Good tribute to old zombie flicks, good delivery of roles, good use of all that has been created before, good use of corny gore. Tarantino’s Death Proof was weak in the dialogue and substance, but can’t deny the car chase and action were awesome. The fake trails were hilarious! Machete, Don’t, Thanksgiving… the corny theater feature and rating… the music… Everything was well thought/produced/delivered. Nonsense that makes sense… Who knew?
So, realized the time when we were out of the cinema,,, Ouch. For me, I was past before bedtime, no wonder I was feeling sleepy… Yes, on weeknights I’m a good girl and go to bed with Burbujita’s signal. The way home is long and dark and at night gets lonely… There are many houses along the way, but seems all people go to sleep before 7pm or something, after that all houses are dark and silent. The joys of the countryside… Only a misguided cock can break the silence with its misguided songs before midnight… Mutant cocks? Zombie cocks? Ermm… Ewwww! Ok… back to the briefing… Reached home before ten. The good thing was that I was quite awake for a while… the bad thing was that I was quite awake for a while… Sleepless in Anthill at your service. So… I just wanna sleep all day… If I only could… Damn duty. Got to work five minutes late… not bad, after all I got out of the house at 7:45am. That’s pretty late.
Three movements in the office, the crew was swift and fast, and already connected all the equipment. No one to take me to Aguadilla… Guess I’ll end up going by myself, perhaps next week if I get to fix the car’s back door this next weekend. We’ll see how that turns out.
INTERMISSION: A mild reminder:
This is my place for being all psyched out, fangs out, howling mad and spitting fire at the world. Hence, the naming of this blog RANTINGS.of a MAD witch. I rant here… the good, the bad, the ugly from my everyday woes and worries and successes alike. It is how I communicate with fellow earthlings and creatures of the dark. Please, and I repeat, PLEASE do not take anything personal. When I am specific I throw names with rants, not generic babbling. So unless your name is thrown to the middle of the circle of fire, just relax and enjoy. I know each and everyone of you, and so I know each one’s talents and flaws. Nevertheless, I love you all the same. In Perfect, things are pretty boring and unchallenging. This is not Perfect… And I give thanks that THAT pharmacy will soon be at walking distance from my work. Everything else, lighten up. I am moody 24/7, but that is me. I’m a selfish attention whore, yes, but I do understand everyone’s business. Just don’t lean on good intentions, many wars have happened because of good intentions. Lean on facts, on doing, on action, on truth. And remember that crying in front of a grave is useless, what matters is what you do for your loved ones when you are alive. From what I say and do, all that sums it up is ABSOLUTELY NO REGRETS. So, no apologies are necessary from me, or for me. Whatever you have, bring it on. In my darkness I embrace you with all the love I have within me. It may be tough love, piercing love, steel love… but always is genuine and true. When I call someone a friend, something very deep and very special must have been going on for quite a while. I don’t take words lightly, and I don’t take people for granted. My human side expects the same, so it gets disappointed and angry. My godly side understands, forgives and moves on. Being dark and wicked doesn’t mean being evil. And whoever that really knows me know that truth from heart, and from experience.
And so, Alice went through the looking mirror, and found a whole new world… wicked and twisted, but oh so fun! Run, bunny, run!
10-4
Tengo un Dios admirable en los cielos
y el amor de su Espíritu Santo
por su gracia yo soy hombre nuevo
y de gozo se llena mi canto
De su imagen soy un reflejo
que me lleva por siempre en victoria
y me ha hecho cabeza y no cola
en mi Cristo yo todo lo puedo
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
Tengo un Dios admirable en los cielos
que me libra de mal y temores
es mi roca y mi gran fortaleza
y me colma con sus bendiciones
Mi Señor siempre me hace justicia
me defiende de los opresores
no me deja ni me desampara
pues mi Dios es Señor de señores
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
(Jesús me dijo), ya lo ves, (que me riera)
(si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y tambien me dijo no te mortifiques), tú lo ves
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
ojoooyeee!
Uuuuuujuu! Avispa !
(Pa' que lo piquen), en la cara ves
(pa' que lo piquen), y en los pies
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
Lo piquen otra vez
(Pa' que lo piquen), en la carretera
(pa' que lo piquen), y en medio'e la acera
(que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen)
si !
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en el dedo ma' chiquito
pa' que afinque
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en el coco
pa'que salte como un Lince
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en la cara
pa'que no me mortifique
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en los huesos
pa'que salte pa'que brinque
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
donde quiera que se meta
yo quisiera que lo pique
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
(Lo piquen, lo piquen, lo piquen y lo piquen)
Que lo piquen en la cara
pa'que no me mortifique
Jesús me dijo, que me riera
si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y también me dijo, no te mortifiques
que yo le envio mis avispas pa'que lo piquen
(Jesús me dijo), ya lo ves, (que me riera)
(si el enemigo me tienta en la carrera
y tambien me dijo no te mortifiques,
que yo le envio mis avispas pa' que lo piquen),
oyee !
Uuuuuujuu!
-Juan Luis Guerra, Las Avispas
A funny song that keeps playing on my mind over and over and over… Yup, estoy pegá con ella… But it kinda makes me smile and feel better and go on…
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Pasando el Niágara en bicicleta
...
Om-bli-gui-to… Ya empezamos mal… (Sight) In two weeks will be the oh-so-great secretaries week, so they made a commitee that will take care of coordinating the event (as they do every year)… And somehow I always get dragged into it. They want to do this wow activity with only $45 that they have gathered so far (without much effort because the girl in charge of getting people to pay doesn’t like to ask for money… WTF!). Common sense… Hmmm… What an innovative idea. So following my common sense they followed the “idea” of asking people to bring in items and food instead of money… I can’t get why thinking about that is innovative… been there done that… but what a concept! And after assigning the items the committee was so surprised now there is food to spare… It doesn’t get better than that, huh? Whatever… There is the quest to find someone to come and give some kind of entertainment to the secretaries. At least someone found a contact that may be able to give a small self-defense/stress relieving thinguie and a “bomba & plena” thinguie. That should be fun and different. I’m very afraid about what may come up in matters of setup, as I always end up doing the décor and I am not so willing anymore. I may direct, but I cannot get on chairs or stairs… So that should be interesting. There is always drama and useless challenge…
Besides that, I’ve got someone who is pissed because they denied her a symposium because if she needed information on computers there is the IT department for that… LOL The blindness of those in power… This person is in charge of virtual employment, and her interest on attending a commercial symposium about Telecommunications and Internet has to do with making contacts that may turn into future employers for the program she was asked to develop… The joys of working in a place with no vision… They don’t even see what is in their nose. Sadly.
Yesterday the mage came early from work, so we watched Swordfish and Spirited Away. It was really nice to actually have him around in a weeknight. It makes a big difference in everything…
Groundel needs bandages and insulin. I got some contacts to see if he can get them from non-profit entities… Everyone opens their mouth but at the time to act no one do anything to solve the problems. That is what pisses me off from people. I wish I could solve it all myself, but sadly my finances cannot withstand much especially now. I have not been able to get the friggin test strips I need, and yesterday I ran out of syringes… Zordaks friend solved the syringe dilemma for the day, and I will see how I get the strips on Friday… Groundel has his foot exposed to the air because he has no non-stick pads and no bandages to wrap it all. He also ran out of insulin yesterday morning, along with syringes. (sight) Being diabetic and young is so lovely… Between his post-surgery woes and my being pregnant the odds for having some spare cash to keep up both maintenance expenses are completely out. My budget is shaken by doctors visits and friggin healthy food that I have to eat without question. The domino effect on everything is distressing. And the stress I get from it all makes me shed like a cat... and is quite depressing. Having your hands tied when you want to do things, when you wanna solve problems, is completely outraging and frustrating. There is no break from the string of bad luck, and payments… It’s all about the money…
No computer and no internet at home is driving me insane. I feel completely cut off the world. I cannot sell things to at least solve daily expenses. I cannot talk to people when I want to. I cannot get creative and do stuff and find goodies and news and opportunities… Ugh! Wanna get a book or two that some people have recommended, and can’t do that. Wanna take my mind of the stupid house with its stupid problems, but can’t even go meet with Nature because now you have to pay to go find a parking in public leisure places. It’s insane… Now they will start charging the stupid tax on non-processed food… The government keep milking the working class without any pity at all. And it is a wonder that suicides have increased… that crime keeps increasing…
Pasando el Niágara en bicicleta...
I wish I could at least play some Dungeons, so part of reality could be gone… but not even that. Working weekdays, followed by working on house chores on weekends… followed by more working weekdays… non-stop… And you cannot even enjoy a Chinese ice-cream because you don’t have the almost two dollars they charge now… An evil routine in which you keep making fat the system, while you get thinned down and jaded and there seems no escape at all… Oh, life is so beautiful! Smile because you are alive! Smile because you have family and friends and shelter and food and work! Smile because you have an education and freedom of deed/thought/speech! Smile because every second of your life has been schemed by everything that surrounds you so you don’t really have to think too much about anything! Why be troubled? Why feel helpless?
I am NOT sorry. This is NO way of living. This is NO life. Living being forced to give everything you have, and don’t have, is NOT living. Living without being able to enjoy a sunset is NOT living. Living not being able to sleep because the system ties up your dreams is NOT living. Living knowing you cannot breakout because of the consequences on other people’s lives, because you need the money, because you are the main pillar of a building, is NOT living. Life? Beautiful? Not even fairy tales are beautiful… There are always shadows that lurks and brings misery and unhappiness. Sometimes more, sometimes less… But the wheel always spins and is never in your favor. Especially if you fight for justice. Especially if you have high goals and dreams. Especially when you want to genuinely make a difference. It would be nice if only once in a while the wheel could turn for you…
10-4
Me dio una sirimba un domingo en la mañana
cuando menos lo pensaba
caí redondo, como una guanábana, sobre la alcantarilla
será la presión o me ha subido la bilirrubina
Y me entró la calentura
y me fui poniendo blanco como bola (d)e naftalina
me llevaron a un hospital de gente (supuestamente)
en la Emergencia, el recepcionista escuchaba la lotería
(¡treinta mil pesos!)
¡Alguien se apiade de mi! grité perdiendo el sentido
y una enfermera se acercó a mi oreja y me dijo:
"Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo"
Me acarició con sus manos de BenGay y me dijo:
"¿Qué le pasa, atleta?"
y le conté con lujo de detalles lo que me había sucedido
Hay que chequearte la presión
pero la sala está ocupada y, mi querido
en este hospital no hay luz para un electrocardiograma
Abrí los ojos como luna llena y me agarré la cabeza
porque es muy duro
pasar el Niágara en bicicleta
No me digan que los médicos se fueron
no me digan que no tienen anestesia
no me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron
y que el hilo de coser
fue bordado en un mantel
No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron
que el estetoscopio está de fiesta
que los rayos X se fundieron
y que el suero ya se usó
para endulzar el café
Me apoyé de sus hombros como un cojo a su muleta
y le dije: "¿Qué hago, princesa?"
y en un papel de receta me escribió muy dulcemente:
(mi princesa, ¿qué va a ser de mí?, uh...)
"Lo siento, atleta"
Me acarició con sus manos de BenGay y siguió su destino
y oí claramente cuando dijo a otro paciente:
"Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo"
Bajé los ojos a media asta y me agarré la cabeza
porque es muy duro
pasar el Niágara en bicicleta
No me digan que los médicos se fueron
no me digan que no tienen anestesia
no me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron
y que el hilo de coser
fue bordado en un mantel
No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron
que el estetoscopio está de fiesta
que los rayos X se fundieron
y que el suero ya se usó
para endulzar el café
( No me digan que me va cayendo
de tanto dolor
no me digan que las aspirinas
cambian de color
No me digan que me van pariendo
que le falta amor
no me digan que le está latiendo, oh no...)
-Juan Luis Guerra, El Niágara en Bicicleta
Om-bli-gui-to… Ya empezamos mal… (Sight) In two weeks will be the oh-so-great secretaries week, so they made a commitee that will take care of coordinating the event (as they do every year)… And somehow I always get dragged into it. They want to do this wow activity with only $45 that they have gathered so far (without much effort because the girl in charge of getting people to pay doesn’t like to ask for money… WTF!). Common sense… Hmmm… What an innovative idea. So following my common sense they followed the “idea” of asking people to bring in items and food instead of money… I can’t get why thinking about that is innovative… been there done that… but what a concept! And after assigning the items the committee was so surprised now there is food to spare… It doesn’t get better than that, huh? Whatever… There is the quest to find someone to come and give some kind of entertainment to the secretaries. At least someone found a contact that may be able to give a small self-defense/stress relieving thinguie and a “bomba & plena” thinguie. That should be fun and different. I’m very afraid about what may come up in matters of setup, as I always end up doing the décor and I am not so willing anymore. I may direct, but I cannot get on chairs or stairs… So that should be interesting. There is always drama and useless challenge…
Besides that, I’ve got someone who is pissed because they denied her a symposium because if she needed information on computers there is the IT department for that… LOL The blindness of those in power… This person is in charge of virtual employment, and her interest on attending a commercial symposium about Telecommunications and Internet has to do with making contacts that may turn into future employers for the program she was asked to develop… The joys of working in a place with no vision… They don’t even see what is in their nose. Sadly.
Yesterday the mage came early from work, so we watched Swordfish and Spirited Away. It was really nice to actually have him around in a weeknight. It makes a big difference in everything…
Groundel needs bandages and insulin. I got some contacts to see if he can get them from non-profit entities… Everyone opens their mouth but at the time to act no one do anything to solve the problems. That is what pisses me off from people. I wish I could solve it all myself, but sadly my finances cannot withstand much especially now. I have not been able to get the friggin test strips I need, and yesterday I ran out of syringes… Zordaks friend solved the syringe dilemma for the day, and I will see how I get the strips on Friday… Groundel has his foot exposed to the air because he has no non-stick pads and no bandages to wrap it all. He also ran out of insulin yesterday morning, along with syringes. (sight) Being diabetic and young is so lovely… Between his post-surgery woes and my being pregnant the odds for having some spare cash to keep up both maintenance expenses are completely out. My budget is shaken by doctors visits and friggin healthy food that I have to eat without question. The domino effect on everything is distressing. And the stress I get from it all makes me shed like a cat... and is quite depressing. Having your hands tied when you want to do things, when you wanna solve problems, is completely outraging and frustrating. There is no break from the string of bad luck, and payments… It’s all about the money…
No computer and no internet at home is driving me insane. I feel completely cut off the world. I cannot sell things to at least solve daily expenses. I cannot talk to people when I want to. I cannot get creative and do stuff and find goodies and news and opportunities… Ugh! Wanna get a book or two that some people have recommended, and can’t do that. Wanna take my mind of the stupid house with its stupid problems, but can’t even go meet with Nature because now you have to pay to go find a parking in public leisure places. It’s insane… Now they will start charging the stupid tax on non-processed food… The government keep milking the working class without any pity at all. And it is a wonder that suicides have increased… that crime keeps increasing…
Pasando el Niágara en bicicleta...
I wish I could at least play some Dungeons, so part of reality could be gone… but not even that. Working weekdays, followed by working on house chores on weekends… followed by more working weekdays… non-stop… And you cannot even enjoy a Chinese ice-cream because you don’t have the almost two dollars they charge now… An evil routine in which you keep making fat the system, while you get thinned down and jaded and there seems no escape at all… Oh, life is so beautiful! Smile because you are alive! Smile because you have family and friends and shelter and food and work! Smile because you have an education and freedom of deed/thought/speech! Smile because every second of your life has been schemed by everything that surrounds you so you don’t really have to think too much about anything! Why be troubled? Why feel helpless?
I am NOT sorry. This is NO way of living. This is NO life. Living being forced to give everything you have, and don’t have, is NOT living. Living without being able to enjoy a sunset is NOT living. Living not being able to sleep because the system ties up your dreams is NOT living. Living knowing you cannot breakout because of the consequences on other people’s lives, because you need the money, because you are the main pillar of a building, is NOT living. Life? Beautiful? Not even fairy tales are beautiful… There are always shadows that lurks and brings misery and unhappiness. Sometimes more, sometimes less… But the wheel always spins and is never in your favor. Especially if you fight for justice. Especially if you have high goals and dreams. Especially when you want to genuinely make a difference. It would be nice if only once in a while the wheel could turn for you…
10-4
Me dio una sirimba un domingo en la mañana
cuando menos lo pensaba
caí redondo, como una guanábana, sobre la alcantarilla
será la presión o me ha subido la bilirrubina
Y me entró la calentura
y me fui poniendo blanco como bola (d)e naftalina
me llevaron a un hospital de gente (supuestamente)
en la Emergencia, el recepcionista escuchaba la lotería
(¡treinta mil pesos!)
¡Alguien se apiade de mi! grité perdiendo el sentido
y una enfermera se acercó a mi oreja y me dijo:
"Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo"
Me acarició con sus manos de BenGay y me dijo:
"¿Qué le pasa, atleta?"
y le conté con lujo de detalles lo que me había sucedido
Hay que chequearte la presión
pero la sala está ocupada y, mi querido
en este hospital no hay luz para un electrocardiograma
Abrí los ojos como luna llena y me agarré la cabeza
porque es muy duro
pasar el Niágara en bicicleta
No me digan que los médicos se fueron
no me digan que no tienen anestesia
no me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron
y que el hilo de coser
fue bordado en un mantel
No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron
que el estetoscopio está de fiesta
que los rayos X se fundieron
y que el suero ya se usó
para endulzar el café
Me apoyé de sus hombros como un cojo a su muleta
y le dije: "¿Qué hago, princesa?"
y en un papel de receta me escribió muy dulcemente:
(mi princesa, ¿qué va a ser de mí?, uh...)
"Lo siento, atleta"
Me acarició con sus manos de BenGay y siguió su destino
y oí claramente cuando dijo a otro paciente:
"Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo"
Bajé los ojos a media asta y me agarré la cabeza
porque es muy duro
pasar el Niágara en bicicleta
No me digan que los médicos se fueron
no me digan que no tienen anestesia
no me digan que el alcohol se lo bebieron
y que el hilo de coser
fue bordado en un mantel
No me digan que las pinzas se perdieron
que el estetoscopio está de fiesta
que los rayos X se fundieron
y que el suero ya se usó
para endulzar el café
( No me digan que me va cayendo
de tanto dolor
no me digan que las aspirinas
cambian de color
No me digan que me van pariendo
que le falta amor
no me digan que le está latiendo, oh no...)
-Juan Luis Guerra, El Niágara en Bicicleta
Monday, April 09, 2007
Priming, birthday, and MORE dissapointments
...
Holy Friday was quite busy. Primed some walls while the mage primed the ceiling. Watched Madonna’s Confessions Tour. Awesome. Breathless. The woman will always be my favorite idol, standing right next to Siouxie and Cher. Didn’t felt like going anywhere or seeing anyone… besides, no cash to spare.
Saturday… Had to get out and do some grocery shopping, the fridge was almost empty. Got the necessary evils, paint for the living room and so, back home. Watched the Grudge (American version), followed by my Ju-On (japanese version) just to compare notes… I am sorry, but Asian horror movies should NOT be translated into flimsy remakes so that Americans can understand them… It takes only a bit of cultural research to understand the imagery and the reasoning behind their stories… It goes to show how simple things have to be put so people can actually get them… Only cult psychos understand the real thing… Oh, so be it… But remakes are truly making me sick!
Sunday… My Birthday. I was born just as the rising sun dispelled the night, some 34 winters ago. Birthday celebration? I wished… I wanted to do something, but upon checking my bank account a disruption in the force had sent everything down the drain… Although I will have a forbearance until next year, the student loan people charged me this month anyway, and so I found myself in a negative number. Headache. Beyond headache.
Got a call from Coriolis congratulating me, and then a call from Groundel singing the Bday theme song. There was a small earth tremor as we spoke (the excitement of the day, seems it was felt through Mayaguez, CaboRojo and Hormigueros) So… Nothing else to do but visit auntie, who at least made a strawberry cake just for me, and a hearthy chicken “asopao” with asparagus topping and some “almojabanas”. Happy birthday to me… Barriguita llena, corazón contento.
Went with the mage to pickup Groundel, so we would go to Easter mass… Since it was after dark, the church giving service was not the one I’m used to, but we went anyway… Ugh! Talk about sacrifices… A closed place is not a place to burn incense. At the end I was left with a big headache and allergy. Plus the whole ceremony was a pompous empty thing… Well, that church is all about that… pompousity… no spirit over substance. Just like going to the cathedral, which I also despise. I rather go to the small church where I got married. That place is warm and cozy, the people are real and go because of the meaning of it all and not because of appearance, and the priest is genuinely in love with the people… You can feel it. So… Lesson learned… Try the very best to go to Fatima services, because everywhere else is just about image and no soul…
Delivered Groundel, and went home. Watched the Academy of Bards episode of Xena Season 1, and off to bed.
Monday: Had a WIC appointment… or so I thought… I didn’t realize that the date was for May, not April… So… Had the whole morning off, and went to the bank to make a small deposit that should straighten the account… sort of… Courtesy of auntie who gave me her week’s check as birthday gift. She’s a pain in the whoohoo, but she always gives so easily, and even without my asking. Shouldn’t expect any less, she’s the one who whould be called my mother. Anyway… Went home and primed a bit more. Made the mage sweat a little as he had to fix some floor holes with cement, rip out some wall border stuff, and fill up with primer some corners in the ceiling. By midday got ready in a fix, ate a quick lunch and off to work I went. So, here I am… Just as I expected… Nothing of interest going on… Should have stayed at home… Oh, well… Got a bday e-card from Kara (thanks a bunch!!! That was lovely) and from my family in Texas. May go get more “asopao” when I get off work, and to visit Groundel for a bit so the traffic goes away before I head home… Traffic annoys me too much.
Hopefully sleep will be sound, and this week will pass away quickly… Need to prime the floor before the weekend… so the walls can be painted on Saturday and the floor on Sunday morning.
Kitties feeling happy. They’ve been roaming the second floor for 3 nights in a row… Supervised outings, but it means freedom for them.
Me, feeling a bit blah with a bit sad and a bit content. Each passing year b-days get even more crappier… and life complicates things so plans are always ditched and you don’t really get to do the things you really want to do… and you don’t get the chance to gather the people you want to gather, in a same place, to celebrate in a simple way… Not even at my wedding date could that be accomplished… I wanted to be with my best friends after the ceremony, and that was not humanly possible… Raven had to go, El Calvo had to go, Groundel couldn’t stay… Coriolis, LS and Popu were the miracles of the night… Even on dates that are supposed to make an everlasting memory shit happens… But I guess that’s life. And in my case, I should be used to it… Not even once in my life have I been able to say that I had enjoyed an event completely, because always something happens… correction, something REALLY happens… My sweet sixteen was not so sweet, my high school graduation was about making my mother socially happy while she took pictures of everyone but me… WTF… my college graduations went by with only Groundel as witness… and now my wedding went by being dismissed as a common nothing, being forgotten as well…
Celebrations were not meant to be in my pedigree… or in my life, period. I am all about making them, but not being celebrated… In a way that is sad… and it bites. But whatever… I do make lemonade with the lemons I get from family and those close that should know better… Everyone has better things to do. I have always been unimportant when it really comes to being taken into account for anything besides painting murals and decorating... What about LIFE? Seems a phone call really hurts the fingers and speaking handicaps the brain… Sometimes it feels I am the only dumb-ass who still likes celebrating people because of who they are, because they are so special for me… Not even once has anyone returned that favor. In 34 years. So… I am lucky I love lemonade. Got jars to spare.
And that's it for today's whining... Back to the Days of My Sucky Life...
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Holy Friday was quite busy. Primed some walls while the mage primed the ceiling. Watched Madonna’s Confessions Tour. Awesome. Breathless. The woman will always be my favorite idol, standing right next to Siouxie and Cher. Didn’t felt like going anywhere or seeing anyone… besides, no cash to spare.
Saturday… Had to get out and do some grocery shopping, the fridge was almost empty. Got the necessary evils, paint for the living room and so, back home. Watched the Grudge (American version), followed by my Ju-On (japanese version) just to compare notes… I am sorry, but Asian horror movies should NOT be translated into flimsy remakes so that Americans can understand them… It takes only a bit of cultural research to understand the imagery and the reasoning behind their stories… It goes to show how simple things have to be put so people can actually get them… Only cult psychos understand the real thing… Oh, so be it… But remakes are truly making me sick!
Sunday… My Birthday. I was born just as the rising sun dispelled the night, some 34 winters ago. Birthday celebration? I wished… I wanted to do something, but upon checking my bank account a disruption in the force had sent everything down the drain… Although I will have a forbearance until next year, the student loan people charged me this month anyway, and so I found myself in a negative number. Headache. Beyond headache.
Got a call from Coriolis congratulating me, and then a call from Groundel singing the Bday theme song. There was a small earth tremor as we spoke (the excitement of the day, seems it was felt through Mayaguez, CaboRojo and Hormigueros) So… Nothing else to do but visit auntie, who at least made a strawberry cake just for me, and a hearthy chicken “asopao” with asparagus topping and some “almojabanas”. Happy birthday to me… Barriguita llena, corazón contento.
Went with the mage to pickup Groundel, so we would go to Easter mass… Since it was after dark, the church giving service was not the one I’m used to, but we went anyway… Ugh! Talk about sacrifices… A closed place is not a place to burn incense. At the end I was left with a big headache and allergy. Plus the whole ceremony was a pompous empty thing… Well, that church is all about that… pompousity… no spirit over substance. Just like going to the cathedral, which I also despise. I rather go to the small church where I got married. That place is warm and cozy, the people are real and go because of the meaning of it all and not because of appearance, and the priest is genuinely in love with the people… You can feel it. So… Lesson learned… Try the very best to go to Fatima services, because everywhere else is just about image and no soul…
Delivered Groundel, and went home. Watched the Academy of Bards episode of Xena Season 1, and off to bed.
Monday: Had a WIC appointment… or so I thought… I didn’t realize that the date was for May, not April… So… Had the whole morning off, and went to the bank to make a small deposit that should straighten the account… sort of… Courtesy of auntie who gave me her week’s check as birthday gift. She’s a pain in the whoohoo, but she always gives so easily, and even without my asking. Shouldn’t expect any less, she’s the one who whould be called my mother. Anyway… Went home and primed a bit more. Made the mage sweat a little as he had to fix some floor holes with cement, rip out some wall border stuff, and fill up with primer some corners in the ceiling. By midday got ready in a fix, ate a quick lunch and off to work I went. So, here I am… Just as I expected… Nothing of interest going on… Should have stayed at home… Oh, well… Got a bday e-card from Kara (thanks a bunch!!! That was lovely) and from my family in Texas. May go get more “asopao” when I get off work, and to visit Groundel for a bit so the traffic goes away before I head home… Traffic annoys me too much.
Hopefully sleep will be sound, and this week will pass away quickly… Need to prime the floor before the weekend… so the walls can be painted on Saturday and the floor on Sunday morning.
Kitties feeling happy. They’ve been roaming the second floor for 3 nights in a row… Supervised outings, but it means freedom for them.
Me, feeling a bit blah with a bit sad and a bit content. Each passing year b-days get even more crappier… and life complicates things so plans are always ditched and you don’t really get to do the things you really want to do… and you don’t get the chance to gather the people you want to gather, in a same place, to celebrate in a simple way… Not even at my wedding date could that be accomplished… I wanted to be with my best friends after the ceremony, and that was not humanly possible… Raven had to go, El Calvo had to go, Groundel couldn’t stay… Coriolis, LS and Popu were the miracles of the night… Even on dates that are supposed to make an everlasting memory shit happens… But I guess that’s life. And in my case, I should be used to it… Not even once in my life have I been able to say that I had enjoyed an event completely, because always something happens… correction, something REALLY happens… My sweet sixteen was not so sweet, my high school graduation was about making my mother socially happy while she took pictures of everyone but me… WTF… my college graduations went by with only Groundel as witness… and now my wedding went by being dismissed as a common nothing, being forgotten as well…
Celebrations were not meant to be in my pedigree… or in my life, period. I am all about making them, but not being celebrated… In a way that is sad… and it bites. But whatever… I do make lemonade with the lemons I get from family and those close that should know better… Everyone has better things to do. I have always been unimportant when it really comes to being taken into account for anything besides painting murals and decorating... What about LIFE? Seems a phone call really hurts the fingers and speaking handicaps the brain… Sometimes it feels I am the only dumb-ass who still likes celebrating people because of who they are, because they are so special for me… Not even once has anyone returned that favor. In 34 years. So… I am lucky I love lemonade. Got jars to spare.
And that's it for today's whining... Back to the Days of My Sucky Life...
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Thursday, April 05, 2007
Holy Thursday...
Right...
Got work the whole day… Oh, well… I remember when Holy Week was all about Christ, reminiscing on his life and deeds, reading the Bible, watching movies about saints and prophets… What? No one misses watching the Ten Commandments? And all those old religious historical flicks! It was a time when we only relayed on the actors doing their best to actually transport us to those worlds of the past with no aid of special effects or eye candy… And actually being very successful at that. Oh, how I miss those movies! Anyway… Now, not even the afternoon of the Holy Thursday is given to be with your family… And people are too into going to the beach and having fun, not even taking a second to think about the meaning of the holyday, of the impact that Jesus had on all cultures and human lives. It is understandable when kids know nothing of the allegories and so ignore the main ideas, but it is a duty of grown-ups to teach some, so values are perpetuated… The greatest illness in our society is the lack of values, the carelessness, the death of innate culture and traditions… People get so involved into living their consumerist lives and forget the important lessons of our ancestors… And so the same mistakes come to pass, over and over… And then we ask ourselves why…
Well… Tomorrow I hope to get some work done at the house, at least filling the holes with cement. Will also try to prime all the walls on the cleared side. Would like to paint the floor on Saturday but I doubt that the cement would be dry, so I may launch into the fireplace wall project… Hopefully Sunday morning can do for painting the floor (maybe), going to church, and the afternoon and night can be used for breezing and celebrating my 34th birthday… Geesh! I’m getting closer to the big 40’s, and it’s all going so fast! Monday morning gotta attend a WIC orientation, requisite of the program… so I shall go to work during the afternoon. Already a full weekend… There is no rest for the wicked…
Yesterday went with Groundel to see The Last Mimzy. It was ok... but if you have other choices, just wait and rent it. Not that spectacular or original... A Sunday family flick...
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Got work the whole day… Oh, well… I remember when Holy Week was all about Christ, reminiscing on his life and deeds, reading the Bible, watching movies about saints and prophets… What? No one misses watching the Ten Commandments? And all those old religious historical flicks! It was a time when we only relayed on the actors doing their best to actually transport us to those worlds of the past with no aid of special effects or eye candy… And actually being very successful at that. Oh, how I miss those movies! Anyway… Now, not even the afternoon of the Holy Thursday is given to be with your family… And people are too into going to the beach and having fun, not even taking a second to think about the meaning of the holyday, of the impact that Jesus had on all cultures and human lives. It is understandable when kids know nothing of the allegories and so ignore the main ideas, but it is a duty of grown-ups to teach some, so values are perpetuated… The greatest illness in our society is the lack of values, the carelessness, the death of innate culture and traditions… People get so involved into living their consumerist lives and forget the important lessons of our ancestors… And so the same mistakes come to pass, over and over… And then we ask ourselves why…
Well… Tomorrow I hope to get some work done at the house, at least filling the holes with cement. Will also try to prime all the walls on the cleared side. Would like to paint the floor on Saturday but I doubt that the cement would be dry, so I may launch into the fireplace wall project… Hopefully Sunday morning can do for painting the floor (maybe), going to church, and the afternoon and night can be used for breezing and celebrating my 34th birthday… Geesh! I’m getting closer to the big 40’s, and it’s all going so fast! Monday morning gotta attend a WIC orientation, requisite of the program… so I shall go to work during the afternoon. Already a full weekend… There is no rest for the wicked…
Yesterday went with Groundel to see The Last Mimzy. It was ok... but if you have other choices, just wait and rent it. Not that spectacular or original... A Sunday family flick...
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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Bellybutton of the week...
What's up? Hmmm... Let's see...
Coriolis taking this week off... Hope he flips through channels of ease and wonder. He deserves a good rest from his crappy job.
Groundel has an appointment at the rehab place today. Hope he gets in the program so he gets enough benefits to straighten up his life for once and for all. Hell yeah!
Raven been flapping around small bears, love to see that something positive is finally going on in her life! Yes, changes ARE good!
Zordak doing manly man stuff at the house, hopefully he doesn't end up breaking his back (no Breakback Mountain crack jokes please!). Yesterday was our monthaversary, and although he had work he gave me a nice little surprise in the morning: Violet tulips that happenned to open overnight and a lovely card. This has been the Kodak moment of the week, now back to our lousy normal lives!
Kitties happy and complaining less due to small therapies of wand magic.
Me, woes and wonders galore. Doctor's appointment yeaterday, and things are looking good. I may feel like crap, and definitively have the blues, but things are running smoothly and apparently I don't have to worry much yet. So, since everything is in control and seems certain and out of risk (for now) I will make the official announcement, ok? We are having a baby! That has been the main source of my being ill almost 24/7, and of my diabetes creating havok. I'm high risk, anything could happen anytime, and the full picture was not looking good. But yesterday the doctor's preachings were different. Seems I have achieved something after all... New healthy, in-control eating habits have kicked in FINALLY. All test results were quite pleasant, and although the blood sugar is a bit high it is not out of control, and everything is developing smoothly. Still no idea of what it might be... but the names are certain: If it's a boy, he will be Vincent Sebastian- From the old tv series of Beauty and the Beast where dearly beloved Beast was Vincent, thoughtful, kind and deadly. Sebastian comes from the lobster in my favorite Disney movie... and of course from one of my favorite classic composers. If it's a girl, she will be Deirdre Valeria- Deirdre is a Mayfair witch from Anne Rice's Witching Hour, a name that I've also used for one of my main AD&D npc's... a warmage anti-paladin of Kali. Valeria is, of course, Conan's wife turned valkyrie. So, make your bets!
Work as sucky as ever, but what the hell... They will only give half the day tomorrow, so plans for a park outing are... out? May plan something for Saturday or Sunday, really feel like going to the zoo... It all depends on its open hours, though... Gov and its stupid National Parks hours suck much, especially when they actually don't take into account the dates people may have available...
Whatever... Gotta go on and improvise something... God, I'm so bored!
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Coriolis taking this week off... Hope he flips through channels of ease and wonder. He deserves a good rest from his crappy job.
Groundel has an appointment at the rehab place today. Hope he gets in the program so he gets enough benefits to straighten up his life for once and for all. Hell yeah!
Raven been flapping around small bears, love to see that something positive is finally going on in her life! Yes, changes ARE good!
Zordak doing manly man stuff at the house, hopefully he doesn't end up breaking his back (no Breakback Mountain crack jokes please!). Yesterday was our monthaversary, and although he had work he gave me a nice little surprise in the morning: Violet tulips that happenned to open overnight and a lovely card. This has been the Kodak moment of the week, now back to our lousy normal lives!
Kitties happy and complaining less due to small therapies of wand magic.
Me, woes and wonders galore. Doctor's appointment yeaterday, and things are looking good. I may feel like crap, and definitively have the blues, but things are running smoothly and apparently I don't have to worry much yet. So, since everything is in control and seems certain and out of risk (for now) I will make the official announcement, ok? We are having a baby! That has been the main source of my being ill almost 24/7, and of my diabetes creating havok. I'm high risk, anything could happen anytime, and the full picture was not looking good. But yesterday the doctor's preachings were different. Seems I have achieved something after all... New healthy, in-control eating habits have kicked in FINALLY. All test results were quite pleasant, and although the blood sugar is a bit high it is not out of control, and everything is developing smoothly. Still no idea of what it might be... but the names are certain: If it's a boy, he will be Vincent Sebastian- From the old tv series of Beauty and the Beast where dearly beloved Beast was Vincent, thoughtful, kind and deadly. Sebastian comes from the lobster in my favorite Disney movie... and of course from one of my favorite classic composers. If it's a girl, she will be Deirdre Valeria- Deirdre is a Mayfair witch from Anne Rice's Witching Hour, a name that I've also used for one of my main AD&D npc's... a warmage anti-paladin of Kali. Valeria is, of course, Conan's wife turned valkyrie. So, make your bets!
Work as sucky as ever, but what the hell... They will only give half the day tomorrow, so plans for a park outing are... out? May plan something for Saturday or Sunday, really feel like going to the zoo... It all depends on its open hours, though... Gov and its stupid National Parks hours suck much, especially when they actually don't take into account the dates people may have available...
Whatever... Gotta go on and improvise something... God, I'm so bored!
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Monday, April 02, 2007
Holy Week...
plus Weekend Woes...
Well, you may say weekend started early for me, since I was feeling too crappy on Friday to actually go to work. Had a fever and body aches, and figured I had already done much during the week… Not that anyone appreciated anything… It’s as if I ate plastic steaks, I’m transparent and invisible… Being there or not, its not like they notice anything at all… Whatever…
All in all, finished Anne Rice’s Christ the Lord (finally, as I had began reading it like 4 times!). Liked very much how she portrays Jesus as a child, how the whole novel is in first person. You really get a feel of the troubles of that era, as usual, an exact picture of the time period. The lady excels at that, always.
Put up the kitty fence on the stairs corridor. And while I was giving it some finishing touches, a wasp made an appearance (seems that the wind caught it and threw it inside the house by the doors floor gap). Upon spotting its long needle I kinda decided to leave the work for the next day and hurried upstairs to feed the kitties and then sleep some. No need to tempt destiny, I don’t know if I am allergic to stings and I don’t wanna find out the hard way.
Saturday went fast enough. The mage fussed up with the kitty fence window, while I cleaned up the windows screens. Helped him up with nailing the fence to the wood, and painted the corridor’s fence while he began filling up the floor’s holes/imperfections with cement. Before we knew it night had fallen upon us, so all that was left to do was take a nice bath and watch movies until bedtime. Revisited The Eye and the Eye II. I am a sucker for those Asian horror movies…
Sunday was awful. I was feeling beat and tired and crappy all over. I was moody the whole day and night, and still have some left for the week… Perhaps it’s the time of the year and all the memories it brings… Perhaps its too many things meshed up, overloading my system. Whatever. Did the laundry in the afternoon, came back home with the kitty condo and put it up. The mage arrived some time afterwards, and we both played with the kitties and the feathered wands for a while. Kyonne was loony. As the mage began doing the dishes I went to bed. Later on, as I woke up around 2am, I heard a big noise from the kitty’s room… They had tripped the condo, and seemed that Kyonne got a lash out of it. Nothing serious as he was walking ok… He was just completely spooked and wary. I guess he saw his whole life passing by… LOL
Monday morning… Slow, VERY slow. I still feel crappy, and I wished they had given the whole Holy Week as work free… but not this year. Government will give Thursday and Friday anyway… So, it should be a nice, short 3-day week… Got some connectors so I solved one problem, and that has been the excitement of the day. The big boss asked if I had experience giving training as they plan to do a curriculum or something for computer users… Well, it’s in my resume… It all would be simpler if they actually bothered to read about the people who work for them, finding out their skills and where can be most useful. So… Hopefully that project will develop so at least days stop being completely boring.
So… This is Holy Week. Most people just see days for rest and fun and play. Others will work their ass off either at their jobs or at home... But in the middle of it all, please do stop and take some minutes to actually think about the meaning of this week. There was one person who gave up his own blood to clean our sins, to restore us spiritually, and who gave women worth and value that until then had been denied to them (yes, Jesus was a true feminist). The first and ultimate real Goth within our world… Even if you don’t believe in the whole marketed idea, just recall that there was a prophet called Jesus, who did all these things and gave word of an universal truth: Love is the way. And it is a hard way… But imagine how our world would be if that universal truth were applied from one corner to the other, to humans as well as beasts and Nature. Our world is dying, giving out a last cry for help. Much cannot be undo… But much can be done, just by giving with love.
Hoping and wishing and praying and fishing… The truth is out there… within yourself.
10-4
Well, you may say weekend started early for me, since I was feeling too crappy on Friday to actually go to work. Had a fever and body aches, and figured I had already done much during the week… Not that anyone appreciated anything… It’s as if I ate plastic steaks, I’m transparent and invisible… Being there or not, its not like they notice anything at all… Whatever…
All in all, finished Anne Rice’s Christ the Lord (finally, as I had began reading it like 4 times!). Liked very much how she portrays Jesus as a child, how the whole novel is in first person. You really get a feel of the troubles of that era, as usual, an exact picture of the time period. The lady excels at that, always.
Put up the kitty fence on the stairs corridor. And while I was giving it some finishing touches, a wasp made an appearance (seems that the wind caught it and threw it inside the house by the doors floor gap). Upon spotting its long needle I kinda decided to leave the work for the next day and hurried upstairs to feed the kitties and then sleep some. No need to tempt destiny, I don’t know if I am allergic to stings and I don’t wanna find out the hard way.
Saturday went fast enough. The mage fussed up with the kitty fence window, while I cleaned up the windows screens. Helped him up with nailing the fence to the wood, and painted the corridor’s fence while he began filling up the floor’s holes/imperfections with cement. Before we knew it night had fallen upon us, so all that was left to do was take a nice bath and watch movies until bedtime. Revisited The Eye and the Eye II. I am a sucker for those Asian horror movies…
Sunday was awful. I was feeling beat and tired and crappy all over. I was moody the whole day and night, and still have some left for the week… Perhaps it’s the time of the year and all the memories it brings… Perhaps its too many things meshed up, overloading my system. Whatever. Did the laundry in the afternoon, came back home with the kitty condo and put it up. The mage arrived some time afterwards, and we both played with the kitties and the feathered wands for a while. Kyonne was loony. As the mage began doing the dishes I went to bed. Later on, as I woke up around 2am, I heard a big noise from the kitty’s room… They had tripped the condo, and seemed that Kyonne got a lash out of it. Nothing serious as he was walking ok… He was just completely spooked and wary. I guess he saw his whole life passing by… LOL
Monday morning… Slow, VERY slow. I still feel crappy, and I wished they had given the whole Holy Week as work free… but not this year. Government will give Thursday and Friday anyway… So, it should be a nice, short 3-day week… Got some connectors so I solved one problem, and that has been the excitement of the day. The big boss asked if I had experience giving training as they plan to do a curriculum or something for computer users… Well, it’s in my resume… It all would be simpler if they actually bothered to read about the people who work for them, finding out their skills and where can be most useful. So… Hopefully that project will develop so at least days stop being completely boring.
So… This is Holy Week. Most people just see days for rest and fun and play. Others will work their ass off either at their jobs or at home... But in the middle of it all, please do stop and take some minutes to actually think about the meaning of this week. There was one person who gave up his own blood to clean our sins, to restore us spiritually, and who gave women worth and value that until then had been denied to them (yes, Jesus was a true feminist). The first and ultimate real Goth within our world… Even if you don’t believe in the whole marketed idea, just recall that there was a prophet called Jesus, who did all these things and gave word of an universal truth: Love is the way. And it is a hard way… But imagine how our world would be if that universal truth were applied from one corner to the other, to humans as well as beasts and Nature. Our world is dying, giving out a last cry for help. Much cannot be undo… But much can be done, just by giving with love.
Hoping and wishing and praying and fishing… The truth is out there… within yourself.
10-4
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