Ya saben en las caricaturas cuando dicen algo de México ponen esta misma canción de mariachi todo el tiempo de fondo? Me encanta asociar música con cosas. Y el pequeño dj que vive en mi cabeza me las pone.
Como si pienso en 80´s escucho take on me the aha. Ese pedacito del intro.
Pero si pienso en LA FIESTA MAS DIVERTIDA DEL UNIVERSO pienso en esta canción.
Ya se que mega pasó de moda...pero whatever, quiero estar en la FIESTA MAS DIVERTIDA DEL UNIVERSO. Pero parece que solo me voy a hacer mi playlist, por que voy a una reunión familiar con mi familia francesa, a un lugar en medio del campo y la naturaleza....eeeewwww....
Pero bueno, regreso el domingo por la tarde así es que sera nature visit EXPRESSS!!!!
I love you guys!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Mmm....
Behold the mythical tostiloco. The Native food of my people.Ever heard of a phantom limb???
Yo ahorita estoy teniendo phantom acid reflux y gastritis solo de ver esta foto.
Por que desde que llegué, ya no me acabo un bote familiar de tums a la semana...weird huh?
Music corner-awesome cover edition (and love note)
I had a dream about you (no, not you, the one who doesn´t read this blog) last night.
I love how nothing can take away the feeling you get when you wake up from a good dream.
The feeling of your wishes coming true, and not wanting to wake up.
So today I was happy and sleepy (even though I wasn´t really sleepy)
In my dream I would accidentally get chocolate on your computer (what could that mean?). And I would clean it, but then I would do it again (and again).
You where wearing a brown sweater. And we would kiss. And you had your glasses, which I love.
Well, in other news, voy a ponerles este videito de uno de mis covers favoritos. Canción que no he podido dejar de escuchar ahora.
And you´d better come come, come come to me
Better come come, come come to me
Como van con la gripa porcina and what not? Stop kissing piggies people!!!
I love how nothing can take away the feeling you get when you wake up from a good dream.
The feeling of your wishes coming true, and not wanting to wake up.
So today I was happy and sleepy (even though I wasn´t really sleepy)
In my dream I would accidentally get chocolate on your computer (what could that mean?). And I would clean it, but then I would do it again (and again).
You where wearing a brown sweater. And we would kiss. And you had your glasses, which I love.
Well, in other news, voy a ponerles este videito de uno de mis covers favoritos. Canción que no he podido dejar de escuchar ahora.
And you´d better come come, come come to me
Better come come, come come to me
Como van con la gripa porcina and what not? Stop kissing piggies people!!!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Aclaración...
Hay al menos una persona que no entendió mi ultimo post y pensó que era algo mega malo, entonces mejor les voy a decir bien...
Extraño mucho mucho mucho a mi abuelita, es la mejor persona en el universo.
Pero a pesar de que extraño a mi Nani, y a Viole, Pepe, Mila, Papa y Mama, Amigos y Man I am crushing unhealthily over (that is his actual name), me voy a quedar mas tiempo en Francia, por lo pronto puedo estar segura de quedarme hasta el fin de Octubre.
Pero! A pesar de que los extraño y todo, estoy bastante contenta. Y a la vez, DESESPERADA por que sea Julio, que termine mis deberes familiares-postizos, y poder mudarme a la Ciudad, que por cierto puede que me mude con mi maestro mega HOT que les he contado ( aunque solo como roomies... for now, buajajajajaja), también tengo que buscar trabajo!!! Y pedirles a todos que rezen para que todo vaya smooth con la prefectura ( los bad guys de la oficina de L´immigration) y que me den la extension de mi residencia. Y LA AYUDA DEL CAF!!! REZEN MUCHO!!! ( El caf es este financial aid para estudiantes extranjeros y ten gan como 150 euros por mes, wooop!)
So that´s it my friends. Si se mueren por verme van a tener que venir a le good ol France!
Oooh but I do miss my little nani soooo much...
Bueno, bon weekend! (si, se dice weekend en francés)
Extraño mucho mucho mucho a mi abuelita, es la mejor persona en el universo.
Pero a pesar de que extraño a mi Nani, y a Viole, Pepe, Mila, Papa y Mama, Amigos y Man I am crushing unhealthily over (that is his actual name), me voy a quedar mas tiempo en Francia, por lo pronto puedo estar segura de quedarme hasta el fin de Octubre.
Pero! A pesar de que los extraño y todo, estoy bastante contenta. Y a la vez, DESESPERADA por que sea Julio, que termine mis deberes familiares-postizos, y poder mudarme a la Ciudad, que por cierto puede que me mude con mi maestro mega HOT que les he contado ( aunque solo como roomies... for now, buajajajajaja), también tengo que buscar trabajo!!! Y pedirles a todos que rezen para que todo vaya smooth con la prefectura ( los bad guys de la oficina de L´immigration) y que me den la extension de mi residencia. Y LA AYUDA DEL CAF!!! REZEN MUCHO!!! ( El caf es este financial aid para estudiantes extranjeros y ten gan como 150 euros por mes, wooop!)
So that´s it my friends. Si se mueren por verme van a tener que venir a le good ol France!
Oooh but I do miss my little nani soooo much...
Bueno, bon weekend! (si, se dice weekend en francés)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Recuerdos...
Cuando estaba chiquita y mi mamá pasaba la aspiradora me ponía a cantar. Pensaba que por que yo no escuchaba nada más que la aspiradora, nadie me podía escuchar (I´m always shy about it).
Y ahorita que escucho la aspiradora y a Julian cantando, me pongo a pensar que me gustaría cumplir años para atrás...como Benjamin Button (no he visto la pelicula!).
Aveces pienso que alcancé la madurez intelectual a los 19 y desde ahí solo voy hacia atrás...cada vez me siento más burra...
Y ahorita que escucho la aspiradora y a Julian cantando, me pongo a pensar que me gustaría cumplir años para atrás...como Benjamin Button (no he visto la pelicula!).
Aveces pienso que alcancé la madurez intelectual a los 19 y desde ahí solo voy hacia atrás...cada vez me siento más burra...
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
OMFG!
Ok, tengo mil cosas que quiero ponerles...pero ahorita no puedo respirar muy bien....
POR QUEEEE?????
Por que Moz, MY MOZ viene a Paris en Junio....
I HAVE TO GO!!!!
WHY AM I POOR????
Does anybody need a kidney or something???
Es como....Morrissey plus Paris France equals die happy...
I´m gonna have to take out a loan or something...
Ah...wish me luck
Monday, April 20, 2009
Music corner- Happy April 20th!
For smokers and non smokers too...
Esta es una de las sing-in-the-car-songs de viole y mias.
Happy 4-20 you guys!
Esta es una de las sing-in-the-car-songs de viole y mias.
Happy 4-20 you guys!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Music corner- Stinky day music.
Hoy es el último dia de DOS SEMANAS de vacaciones....
Cómo aguanté tanto? God only knows really...
Y es domingo, dia abismal en mi pueblucho...
What can I do?
First of all, estoy como escondida en mi cuarto, obviously...ahorita voy a salir y caminar las 10 cuadras a la única tiendita que esta abierta la mitad del dia, comprar cigarros y chocolates...y voy a streamear alguna chick flick....
Y! Voy a escuchar esta canción en mi iPod...The ultimate picker upper....WAIT? Ese no es el slogan de bounty o algo así?
Well...no matter, enjoy your sunday freedom you guys...
Cómo aguanté tanto? God only knows really...
Y es domingo, dia abismal en mi pueblucho...
What can I do?
First of all, estoy como escondida en mi cuarto, obviously...ahorita voy a salir y caminar las 10 cuadras a la única tiendita que esta abierta la mitad del dia, comprar cigarros y chocolates...y voy a streamear alguna chick flick....
Y! Voy a escuchar esta canción en mi iPod...The ultimate picker upper....WAIT? Ese no es el slogan de bounty o algo así?
Well...no matter, enjoy your sunday freedom you guys...
Saturday, April 18, 2009
The munchies
Viole, te acuerdas cuando despertabamos crudísimas los domingos y mis papás se iban a san diego y por alguna razón teníamos dinero?
Y después ibamos (bueno, ibas) a los tacos de pescado y me comprabas consomé y tostadas de mariscos y tacos de camaron y luego ibas por coca cola y ruffles y clamato y salsa valentina?
Y también teníamos mil chocolates y pulparindos y chacachacas y tamborines?
Y luego ibamos por tostilocos de Juan Carlos?
Y en la noooche ibamos a comprar tacos al zurdo? Y yo comía una quesadilla de tripa y asada y luego tu pedías tacos de adobada?
Bueno, pues no estoy cruda, pero quiero eso....Viole ven a traerme!*
*Y ver wayne´s world, empire records, love actually y uptown girls todo el dia también, y te prometo que te hago rasc.
Y después ibamos (bueno, ibas) a los tacos de pescado y me comprabas consomé y tostadas de mariscos y tacos de camaron y luego ibas por coca cola y ruffles y clamato y salsa valentina?
Y también teníamos mil chocolates y pulparindos y chacachacas y tamborines?
Y luego ibamos por tostilocos de Juan Carlos?
Y en la noooche ibamos a comprar tacos al zurdo? Y yo comía una quesadilla de tripa y asada y luego tu pedías tacos de adobada?
Bueno, pues no estoy cruda, pero quiero eso....Viole ven a traerme!*
*Y ver wayne´s world, empire records, love actually y uptown girls todo el dia también, y te prometo que te hago rasc.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Friday Rants...the sequel!!!
I hate people who think life is all about THEM!
It´s all about ME, obviously...
Speaking of which, in case you haven´t noticed, I am totally going through a crisis here...so you guys better send me some pinches tostilocos and pulparindos and shizz in the mail...don´t act like you don´t have my adress!!!
It´s all about ME, obviously...
Speaking of which, in case you haven´t noticed, I am totally going through a crisis here...so you guys better send me some pinches tostilocos and pulparindos and shizz in the mail...don´t act like you don´t have my adress!!!
Friday Rants...
Francia alimenta mis mood swings...
también es la cercanía a mi cumpleaños número MIL (me imagino).
Voy del enamoramiento a la histeria a la indiferencia al enojo a la depresion total. Y luego se me olvida y me pongo a ver Ramsay´s kitchen nightmares en surf the channel....
Y por eso saben qué? Es la hora de las confesiones y tengo que decir que extraño a Violeta y Mila, a mis papás, a mis mega amigos, a la playa, las fiestas, los cigarros de 18 pesos (bless their unhealthy souls), drunk driving on a saturday afternoon, my nice thick mattress, money, and the man I am crushing unhealthily over ( I am very unhealthy as a whole).
Me quiero quedar, pero si me dicen que no, o que es mucho pedo, me voy a regresar y no voy a llorar. Termino aquí el 30 de Junio, la siguiente semana voy a ver que tanto tengo que hacer para extender mi visa...a ver que pasa.
también es la cercanía a mi cumpleaños número MIL (me imagino).
Voy del enamoramiento a la histeria a la indiferencia al enojo a la depresion total. Y luego se me olvida y me pongo a ver Ramsay´s kitchen nightmares en surf the channel....
Y por eso saben qué? Es la hora de las confesiones y tengo que decir que extraño a Violeta y Mila, a mis papás, a mis mega amigos, a la playa, las fiestas, los cigarros de 18 pesos (bless their unhealthy souls), drunk driving on a saturday afternoon, my nice thick mattress, money, and the man I am crushing unhealthily over ( I am very unhealthy as a whole).
Me quiero quedar, pero si me dicen que no, o que es mucho pedo, me voy a regresar y no voy a llorar. Termino aquí el 30 de Junio, la siguiente semana voy a ver que tanto tengo que hacer para extender mi visa...a ver que pasa.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Music corner - Formative years
La música de mi infancia tiene que ser la más importante.
Gracias a Dios tengo padres con muy buenos gustos.
Creo que este post es el primero de varios para recordarme un poquito que la música puede ser increíblemente buena.
Not like those damned kids now a days!!!
*shakes fist in anger
First of all...Nigerian Princess Sade...The real smooth operator...
Esta es una herencia de mi lado materno.
Enjoy kiddies!
Gracias a Dios tengo padres con muy buenos gustos.
Creo que este post es el primero de varios para recordarme un poquito que la música puede ser increíblemente buena.
Not like those damned kids now a days!!!
*shakes fist in anger
First of all...Nigerian Princess Sade...The real smooth operator...
Esta es una herencia de mi lado materno.
Enjoy kiddies!
I´ve actually made a list.
Me rendí...Se que nunca voy a ser una zen master, a pesar de que me da gusto y agradezco las cosas que tengo y la mayoría de las cosas que me pasan, quejarme, es algo que hago instintivamente. Entonces, tengo un documento de word especial para escribir quejas. (no joke)
He aquí un pequeño (muy pequeño) extracto:
Why is my hair trying to sabotage me? Is it because of that time I dyed it pink?
Why does it always rain when I leave my parapluie at home?
Why is French so effin hard?
Why can´t I learn to breakdance overnight?
Why Rupert Everett? Why not the guy who plays Kramer or something like that? Oh Rupert! (On being gay).
He aquí un pequeño (muy pequeño) extracto:
Why is my hair trying to sabotage me? Is it because of that time I dyed it pink?
Why does it always rain when I leave my parapluie at home?
Why is French so effin hard?
Why can´t I learn to breakdance overnight?
Why Rupert Everett? Why not the guy who plays Kramer or something like that? Oh Rupert! (On being gay).
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Jerome David S.
This man.
I adore this man.
He is the love of my life.
My blog is named after him. One of his stories.
He is probably the person who has most changed me.
Well, like apart from my grandmother and such.
Nobody speaks to me like he does.
He makes me absolutely miserable.
He makes me feel alive.
"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it." - J.D. Salinger
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Beter than...
Sweet Baby Jesus...There is NOTHING better than that first sip of cold beer.
NOTHING...
NOTHING...
Friday, April 10, 2009
Music corner...
Well...I don´t really need any reason to post about Mr. Dylan.
He has been keeping me alive for months now.
Enjoy your weekend folks
He has been keeping me alive for months now.
Enjoy your weekend folks
If you know me, you know this is not going to end well...
Mi parental unit adoptivo tiene esta maña, makes my fucking hair curl.
If he needs to tell you something and you are downstairs or upstairs...Do you think he walks down or up the stairs and approaches you and tells you?
NO.
He yells...
But not only, hey dude can you come here? I have something to tell you and I´m lazy.
He yells like the WHOLE thing.
Like this morning: HEY DIANA, YOU BETTER WAKE UP NOW BECAUSE THE LITTLE KID IS UP SINCE 7 30 AND HE´S ALL ALONE BECAUSE IM WORKING DOWNSTAIRS (it´s like 7. 45).
To which I respond...VERY loud because I´m mad. OOOOKKKKKK!!!!!
But then, he goes on.
OH AND AFTER WE LEAVE FOR THE POOL YOU HAVE TO WALK DOWN TO THE DOCTORS TO GET YOUR FORM SIGNED. OK? YOU JUST HAVE TO HAVE IT SIGNED UNDER WHERE IT SAYS NAME OF DOCTOR AND THEN THE NUMBER HERE AND HERE, ALSO IF YOU COULD TAKE THE MEAT OUT OF THE FREEZER FOR LUNCH, BECAUSE WE ARRIVE AT 12. 30, SO WE CAN MAKE LUNCH WHEN WE GET BACK, OH AND BE SURE TO OPEN THE SHUTTERS IN THE KIDS ROOM AND ALSO TO CHECK TO SEE IF THERE IS ANYTHING TO IRON, BECAUSE TODAY IS IRONING DAY, OK?.
Here I just stopped listening actually, and I am trying to put some clothes on me. So I just say WAAAAAAIIIITTTTT I CAN´T HEAR YOU!, (I mean, because dude, you know I AM going to come down there, you can tell me to my face...)
But no, He repeats it.
And that is actually how he wakes people up, he yells at them from another floor in the house....
it is like...sometimes I even want to cry from the annoyingness of it...It´s just, another level.
Because, waking somebody up is like, really annoying. Yelling is really annoying, and also that ¨I´m going to tell you something now, even though it´s absolutely irrelevant and you probably know it already and if you try to tell me that you already know I´m going to totally ignore you¨ that is annoying. Like. I don´t even have to say.
And ALSO! Because I fucking remember everything I have to do in my day, I know what effing day is effing ironing day, because I do it every effing week since I got here....And I know I have to go to the doctor because he (the doctor) told me (not him) that on tuesday. And frankly, I do not care much for eating lunch at 12 effing 30. I do NOT enjoy being treated like some kind of mexican retard.
God...I should be awarded something for my infinite fucking patience...like a fucking ticket back to fucking México....
Ok, but you see now, you see what I did there? I have ranted SO HARD on this bitch that now I feel guilty so I´m going to go downstairs and act as if nothing ever happened.
If he needs to tell you something and you are downstairs or upstairs...Do you think he walks down or up the stairs and approaches you and tells you?
NO.
He yells...
But not only, hey dude can you come here? I have something to tell you and I´m lazy.
He yells like the WHOLE thing.
Like this morning: HEY DIANA, YOU BETTER WAKE UP NOW BECAUSE THE LITTLE KID IS UP SINCE 7 30 AND HE´S ALL ALONE BECAUSE IM WORKING DOWNSTAIRS (it´s like 7. 45).
To which I respond...VERY loud because I´m mad. OOOOKKKKKK!!!!!
But then, he goes on.
OH AND AFTER WE LEAVE FOR THE POOL YOU HAVE TO WALK DOWN TO THE DOCTORS TO GET YOUR FORM SIGNED. OK? YOU JUST HAVE TO HAVE IT SIGNED UNDER WHERE IT SAYS NAME OF DOCTOR AND THEN THE NUMBER HERE AND HERE, ALSO IF YOU COULD TAKE THE MEAT OUT OF THE FREEZER FOR LUNCH, BECAUSE WE ARRIVE AT 12. 30, SO WE CAN MAKE LUNCH WHEN WE GET BACK, OH AND BE SURE TO OPEN THE SHUTTERS IN THE KIDS ROOM AND ALSO TO CHECK TO SEE IF THERE IS ANYTHING TO IRON, BECAUSE TODAY IS IRONING DAY, OK?.
Here I just stopped listening actually, and I am trying to put some clothes on me. So I just say WAAAAAAIIIITTTTT I CAN´T HEAR YOU!, (I mean, because dude, you know I AM going to come down there, you can tell me to my face...)
But no, He repeats it.
And that is actually how he wakes people up, he yells at them from another floor in the house....
it is like...sometimes I even want to cry from the annoyingness of it...It´s just, another level.
Because, waking somebody up is like, really annoying. Yelling is really annoying, and also that ¨I´m going to tell you something now, even though it´s absolutely irrelevant and you probably know it already and if you try to tell me that you already know I´m going to totally ignore you¨ that is annoying. Like. I don´t even have to say.
And ALSO! Because I fucking remember everything I have to do in my day, I know what effing day is effing ironing day, because I do it every effing week since I got here....And I know I have to go to the doctor because he (the doctor) told me (not him) that on tuesday. And frankly, I do not care much for eating lunch at 12 effing 30. I do NOT enjoy being treated like some kind of mexican retard.
God...I should be awarded something for my infinite fucking patience...like a fucking ticket back to fucking México....
Ok, but you see now, you see what I did there? I have ranted SO HARD on this bitch that now I feel guilty so I´m going to go downstairs and act as if nothing ever happened.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
What I have been doing...
Como que he estado poniendo demasiado music corner y comentarios aleatorios últimamente.
I have to tell you about the life.
Esta semana, tengo como mixed feelings about it.
First thing´s first...I´m on vacation, which only means I can wake up a little later, and I have to take care of the little kid ALL day, as opposed to HALF a day. So...Y-fucking-AY.
Monday afternoon, fui al DENTISTA!!! Pfff...AMO a MI dentista MEXICANO, pero no amo ir al dentista, creo que nadie ama ir al dentista. Pues, todo estuvo bien, menos cuando me estaba anestesiando, como que algo hizo con su agujita que me dolió hasta el fondo de el empty cavity donde debería de estar mi corazón. En la tarde que se me quitó la anestesia, oh ho ho...me empezó a doler...tanto que no dormí muy bien esa noche...Oh well...ya está mejor...Lo bueno que ya no tengo que regresar...
Martes, Visite Medical! Requisito para quedarte mas de tres meses en el pais. Te piden radiografías y carta de vacunas y te hacen pruebas de sangre y bla bla bla...OBVIOUSLY estaba mega nerviosa. Por que Como horrible, duermo poco, fumo demasiado, tomo como si no hubiera mañana y mi idea de ejercicio es caminar las 4 cuadras a la tiendita a comprar comida chatarra, alcohol y cigarros.
Primero, me hicieron semi desnudarme...para tomarme radiografias pulmonares....and that my friends...SUCKS BALLS...
Después me picaron para sacarme sangre...oops! No le di a la vena, here it goes again....Gaawd...by all means...make a pin cushion out of me...
WELL...The good news is that after that it turns out I´m in tip top shape...Ni siquiera tengo problemas pulmonares...YEI!
Miércoles nos tomamos el dia para ir al Parque de la Cabeza de Oro (jijiji, translation) Que es como el parque de chapultepec pero mas....rich and first worldy...
I am not a grass and flowers and trees girl myself but oh boy is it beautiful. Spring time is here my friends!
Hasta eso mi little monster se portó muy bien, la única vez que le dije, hey! No te vayas por ahí y me dijo, no esta bien, puedo brincar! Pues, se rompió el culo...So, no more monkey business after that...
Voilá les photos:
Kids love sticks...
Jardín Japonés
Told you so...
Le lac
Real life rubber ducky
Pretty...
I´m a sucker for carousels
And you can ride popeye...jijijiji
I wish there was one of these my size...
Super happy train ride...
Super happy train ride 2...
So yes, all is fine and dandy after the terrible two doctor days...
How are YOU all doing?
Ps: I love you
I have to tell you about the life.
Esta semana, tengo como mixed feelings about it.
First thing´s first...I´m on vacation, which only means I can wake up a little later, and I have to take care of the little kid ALL day, as opposed to HALF a day. So...Y-fucking-AY.
Monday afternoon, fui al DENTISTA!!! Pfff...AMO a MI dentista MEXICANO, pero no amo ir al dentista, creo que nadie ama ir al dentista. Pues, todo estuvo bien, menos cuando me estaba anestesiando, como que algo hizo con su agujita que me dolió hasta el fondo de el empty cavity donde debería de estar mi corazón. En la tarde que se me quitó la anestesia, oh ho ho...me empezó a doler...tanto que no dormí muy bien esa noche...Oh well...ya está mejor...Lo bueno que ya no tengo que regresar...
Martes, Visite Medical! Requisito para quedarte mas de tres meses en el pais. Te piden radiografías y carta de vacunas y te hacen pruebas de sangre y bla bla bla...OBVIOUSLY estaba mega nerviosa. Por que Como horrible, duermo poco, fumo demasiado, tomo como si no hubiera mañana y mi idea de ejercicio es caminar las 4 cuadras a la tiendita a comprar comida chatarra, alcohol y cigarros.
Primero, me hicieron semi desnudarme...para tomarme radiografias pulmonares....and that my friends...SUCKS BALLS...
Después me picaron para sacarme sangre...oops! No le di a la vena, here it goes again....Gaawd...by all means...make a pin cushion out of me...
WELL...The good news is that after that it turns out I´m in tip top shape...Ni siquiera tengo problemas pulmonares...YEI!
Miércoles nos tomamos el dia para ir al Parque de la Cabeza de Oro (jijiji, translation) Que es como el parque de chapultepec pero mas....rich and first worldy...
I am not a grass and flowers and trees girl myself but oh boy is it beautiful. Spring time is here my friends!
Hasta eso mi little monster se portó muy bien, la única vez que le dije, hey! No te vayas por ahí y me dijo, no esta bien, puedo brincar! Pues, se rompió el culo...So, no more monkey business after that...
Voilá les photos:
Kids love sticks...
Jardín Japonés
Told you so...
Le lac
Real life rubber ducky
Pretty...
I´m a sucker for carousels
And you can ride popeye...jijijiji
I wish there was one of these my size...
Super happy train ride...
Super happy train ride 2...
So yes, all is fine and dandy after the terrible two doctor days...
How are YOU all doing?
Ps: I love you
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Monday, April 06, 2009
Chicken shit...
If I had real girl balls.
You know what I would do?
I would write an email that would say:
Hey there.
You probably think this is totally random and dumb.
And it actually is a bit.
Maybe it means something to you.
Maybe it makes you feel nice.
Or maybe you just get creeped out.
(hope not)
But I dig you.
I just think you´re awesome.
And you´re hot.
And you´re a nerd (but I think it´s hot)
Have a nice day.
...There...just had to get that out of my system...
You know what I would do?
I would write an email that would say:
Hey there.
You probably think this is totally random and dumb.
And it actually is a bit.
Maybe it means something to you.
Maybe it makes you feel nice.
Or maybe you just get creeped out.
(hope not)
But I dig you.
I just think you´re awesome.
And you´re hot.
And you´re a nerd (but I think it´s hot)
Have a nice day.
...There...just had to get that out of my system...
Music corner- Is it starting to get annoying?
I´m sorry if it is, but the whole illegal illegal downloading is starting to make me realize how much music I want to download...
I have a habit of listening to the same 100 songs over and over again since like 8 years ago. I find myself being a bit bitter when it comes to new music...I am all, IN MY DAY INDIE MEANT SOMETHING ELSE!!!!
But yes, about five times a year, I stumble upon a really great new band or a really great new album I just can´t keep out of my iPod for like six months, and then I just forget about it completely...no, just kidding...that album or band then forms my 100 song list for the next 8 years...
But this album, and this artist for me, is SPECIAL...It totally bogarted all of my playlists and I still haven´t got enough of it...
I now anounce the best album of 2008 for me:
Saturdays equals youth by M83
You guys, if you haven´t already, you have to get this album NOW, you will NOT regret it... It just keeps on giving...it is shoegazing at it´s finest...like shoe gazing if you´re wearing those really kick ass givenchy wedges that i want...
All the album makes me feel like I´m 8 years old and running trough a field of those yellow flowers that grow all around my house on a very sunny day...
OMG I´m so cheesy, but you try it...does it make you feel like you´re a happy 8 year old girl?
*These are obviously not the official music videos, because since M83 is FRENCH!!! He doesn´t let you embed...so please go to you tube and check out the real ones, they are kind of cool...
I have a habit of listening to the same 100 songs over and over again since like 8 years ago. I find myself being a bit bitter when it comes to new music...I am all, IN MY DAY INDIE MEANT SOMETHING ELSE!!!!
But yes, about five times a year, I stumble upon a really great new band or a really great new album I just can´t keep out of my iPod for like six months, and then I just forget about it completely...no, just kidding...that album or band then forms my 100 song list for the next 8 years...
But this album, and this artist for me, is SPECIAL...It totally bogarted all of my playlists and I still haven´t got enough of it...
I now anounce the best album of 2008 for me:
Saturdays equals youth by M83
You guys, if you haven´t already, you have to get this album NOW, you will NOT regret it... It just keeps on giving...it is shoegazing at it´s finest...like shoe gazing if you´re wearing those really kick ass givenchy wedges that i want...
All the album makes me feel like I´m 8 years old and running trough a field of those yellow flowers that grow all around my house on a very sunny day...
OMG I´m so cheesy, but you try it...does it make you feel like you´re a happy 8 year old girl?
*These are obviously not the official music videos, because since M83 is FRENCH!!! He doesn´t let you embed...so please go to you tube and check out the real ones, they are kind of cool...
Sunday, April 05, 2009
C & H
Si hay algo que me puede hacer sonreir después de haber visto a un señor cagando en la estación de tren (true story, he just took off his pants and went at it...and then he peed and then he left...)
es Cyanide and happyness...
ack...
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Hiperventilating....AGAIN!!!
Es algo que he estado haciendo seguido últimamente....
But you guys...has anyone looked at their iCal lately???
Alguien ya sabía que es Abril??? ABRIL!!!!
Y no solo Abril, el CINCO de Abril!!!!
En menos de un mes es mi cumpleaños!!! (Sino no sabes cuando es pues boo to you)
No puedo creer que ya voy a cumplir 22...
Ok, no 22...veintialgo....no...ni siquiera puedo escribirlo....no puedo...nope...no...
A lo mejor estoy over reacting...no, no es cierto, es normal...ustedes también estuvieran así si fueran a cumplir veintialgo...
Pero...cumplir veintialgo es como ya cumplir 30...y a los 30 la gente ya tiene esposos y casas y carros que escogieron ellos mismos e hijos y perros y trabajo o alguna manera de conseguir dinero cada semana, y ropa de adulto y comida saludable y vida social casi inexistente y todo ese tipo de cosas adultosas que yo no puedo ni IMAGINAR. Y que se me hace DIFICIL de conseguir en solo 5 años(no, the secret!)...digo...ALGUNOS años...
Aparte de que....God...I have done NOTHING with my life...I have nothing to show for 20 something years of...well...kinda trying...fuck...fuck fuck fuck...
Ok...I am going to buy a bottle of SOMETHING intoxicating...
I am officially going trough a crisis
But you guys...has anyone looked at their iCal lately???
Alguien ya sabía que es Abril??? ABRIL!!!!
Y no solo Abril, el CINCO de Abril!!!!
En menos de un mes es mi cumpleaños!!! (Sino no sabes cuando es pues boo to you)
No puedo creer que ya voy a cumplir 22...
Ok, no 22...veintialgo....no...ni siquiera puedo escribirlo....no puedo...nope...no...
A lo mejor estoy over reacting...no, no es cierto, es normal...ustedes también estuvieran así si fueran a cumplir veintialgo...
Pero...cumplir veintialgo es como ya cumplir 30...y a los 30 la gente ya tiene esposos y casas y carros que escogieron ellos mismos e hijos y perros y trabajo o alguna manera de conseguir dinero cada semana, y ropa de adulto y comida saludable y vida social casi inexistente y todo ese tipo de cosas adultosas que yo no puedo ni IMAGINAR. Y que se me hace DIFICIL de conseguir en solo 5 años(no, the secret!)...digo...ALGUNOS años...
Aparte de que....God...I have done NOTHING with my life...I have nothing to show for 20 something years of...well...kinda trying...fuck...fuck fuck fuck...
Ok...I am going to buy a bottle of SOMETHING intoxicating...
I am officially going trough a crisis
Hiperventilating....
Oh
MY
GOD!!!!
You guys...
I can´t even say it...
Acaban de pasar una ley en Francia, para hacer que el illegal downloading sea...Ilegal!!!!!
Ahora te van a estar monitoreando para ver si no te metes a sitios como pirate bay y cosas de torrents y limewire y cosas así, y si te cachan bajando cosas, te cortan el internet hasta que pagas una multa, y si lo vuelves a hacer, te lo cortan para siempre!
Ok....someone send me a plane ticket home...
No, seriously...No se que voy a hacer sin illegal downloading...
Does it mean I have to start BUYING stuff??? Like for real??? With my own money???
I don´t even think I have a place to play Cd´s anymore...And I don´t have a tv...and I fall asleep at the movies...
And I mean, I make no money off of downloading...solo lo uso para no comprar cd´s básicamente....mmm...y los programas de diseño...de lo cual si gano un poco de dinero, a veces...hmmm...ok...pero aparte de eso solo bajo como películas MUY difíciles de conseguir, la música sobre todo, I can´t live without it....I don´t download that much but it IS a fundemental part of why I can´t live without internet...
Oh God... someone can just kill me now...
México...I´m sorry I´ve forsaken you, but if you would have me again, I would gladly return to your pirate, hectic, illegal everything arms...
Oh my god...
No, I can´t....I just....must....illegally.....download.....hate....french....save....me....
MY
GOD!!!!
You guys...
I can´t even say it...
Acaban de pasar una ley en Francia, para hacer que el illegal downloading sea...Ilegal!!!!!
Ahora te van a estar monitoreando para ver si no te metes a sitios como pirate bay y cosas de torrents y limewire y cosas así, y si te cachan bajando cosas, te cortan el internet hasta que pagas una multa, y si lo vuelves a hacer, te lo cortan para siempre!
Ok....someone send me a plane ticket home...
No, seriously...No se que voy a hacer sin illegal downloading...
Does it mean I have to start BUYING stuff??? Like for real??? With my own money???
I don´t even think I have a place to play Cd´s anymore...And I don´t have a tv...and I fall asleep at the movies...
And I mean, I make no money off of downloading...solo lo uso para no comprar cd´s básicamente....mmm...y los programas de diseño...de lo cual si gano un poco de dinero, a veces...hmmm...ok...pero aparte de eso solo bajo como películas MUY difíciles de conseguir, la música sobre todo, I can´t live without it....I don´t download that much but it IS a fundemental part of why I can´t live without internet...
Oh God... someone can just kill me now...
México...I´m sorry I´ve forsaken you, but if you would have me again, I would gladly return to your pirate, hectic, illegal everything arms...
Oh my god...
No, I can´t....I just....must....illegally.....download.....hate....french....save....me....
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Music corner-French Edition
I have to tell you the truth, I won´t say I HATE french music...let´s just say I don´t LOVE it.
Ok, I hate most of it...I just think it´s so cheesy...
But if I would have to listen to a few new (Because I love the old, Françoise Hardy, Serge Gainsbourg, Michel Delpech) french things to survive, ok, here is the list:
Ridan
Bénabar
Thomas Fersen
Julien Doré
M
I LOVE M!!!! Eso si, aunque tenga su pelito de Flock of Seagulls...
You might know M already for contributing on the Triplettes de Belleville soundtrack.
He is really, very good.
And this video is very cool.
So, listen to it!
Ok, I hate most of it...I just think it´s so cheesy...
But if I would have to listen to a few new (Because I love the old, Françoise Hardy, Serge Gainsbourg, Michel Delpech) french things to survive, ok, here is the list:
Ridan
Bénabar
Thomas Fersen
Julien Doré
M
I LOVE M!!!! Eso si, aunque tenga su pelito de Flock of Seagulls...
You might know M already for contributing on the Triplettes de Belleville soundtrack.
He is really, very good.
And this video is very cool.
So, listen to it!
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
My Ass...
Ahora me caí...
Iba bajando las escaleras en los calcetines que le robé a mi papá, de esos para hiking super gruesos y fuzzys que me encantan y los uso en lugar de pantuflas...
Los últimos 4 escalones los bajé de nalgas por que me resbalé, Titouan estaba esperandome abajo.
Para aparentar que nada había pasado y todo estaba bien solo dije, ouch...Y seguí con mi vida normal.
Pensarían que todo está bien por que caí en colchón...pero aparentemente mi culo no es tan resitente, estoy mega jodida de la espalda...
Booohooooo....I need a massage...And an ego massage too...
Serves me right for stealing socks I guess...es como karma...
Iba bajando las escaleras en los calcetines que le robé a mi papá, de esos para hiking super gruesos y fuzzys que me encantan y los uso en lugar de pantuflas...
Los últimos 4 escalones los bajé de nalgas por que me resbalé, Titouan estaba esperandome abajo.
Para aparentar que nada había pasado y todo estaba bien solo dije, ouch...Y seguí con mi vida normal.
Pensarían que todo está bien por que caí en colchón...pero aparentemente mi culo no es tan resitente, estoy mega jodida de la espalda...
Booohooooo....I need a massage...And an ego massage too...
Serves me right for stealing socks I guess...es como karma...
Birthday wishlist: Item #1
Yes, I am starting very early this year.
This just melted my cold stone heart, someone buy one for me, NOW!!!!
This just melted my cold stone heart, someone buy one for me, NOW!!!!
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