balance del año que termina:
- mi ratón no funciona
- mi impresora no funciona
- mi casa es una pocilga

este año ha sido una mierda porque:
- suede no ha existido
- no he visto a nick cave
- no he ido a nueva york
- no he hecho un road trip por la ruta 66
- no he aprendido a pilotar cazas
- ha muerto Vincent Schiavelli
- nadie ha inventado el cenicero levitador
- he ido a Manoteras
- Fran ha estado en casa demasiadas veces
- he visto Bande A Part
- no he visto a los manics
- ha terminado la saga de Star Wars de manera mediocre y patética
- no he comido sandwich de Harry Brown
- ha triunfado Keane

este año ha molado porque:
- he leído Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
- he visto Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (4 veces)
- Gallina me ha regalado a Aviar
- he obtenido un computador nuevo
- he estado con Leich y Bond
- he descubierto de qué peli era lo del boca a boca a un muerto
- ha existido "Perdidos"
- he leído Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events
- he visto a Oasis dos veces
- he hecho reunión del colegio y del instituto
- he estado en Barcelona y he comido en Pokin's Burger
- el barça ha ganado la liga
- énan ha llevado cazadora de indiana jones
- no hemos muerto

FELIZ AÑO NUEVO MUCHACHOS

Bueno...

Hoy he comido la última hamburguesa del año, lo juro!

Y los últimos Kaskys (imitación de Chaskys, a su vez imitación de Triskis, y mejores)... qué ricos.

Pues se me ha olvidado comprar couk. la madre que me parió.

Ayer no pudimos ver Red Eye porque Aviar no la lee. Una pena.

Y he trabajado en exceso mientras la gente se emborrachaba en el departamento comercial. Pero no pienso
volver a trabajar hasta por lo menos el año que viene. Jia, jia. Ay, qué poco queda. Ratas.

Y me voy a dormir la siesta!

Flipaten 97%

She knew she was able to fly,
Because when she came down,
She had dust on her hands from the sky.
She felt so high, the dust made her cry.

She knew she could fly like a bird,
But when she said 'please raise the roof higher' nobody heard
They never noticed a word.
The light bulbs burn, her fingers will learn.

Why should it feel like a crime,
If I want to be with you all the time?
Why is it measured in hours?
We should make our own time.
You're welcome in mine.

Car y Pec en el Rally Las Vegas, 1986.

Lama no me deja tener moto.

He soñado que mi reflejo en el espejo trataba de asesinarme, y yo le decía a Aiti "Aiti, pero tú no lo ves? Qué bien, ya tengo alucinaciones, no es raro, tarde o temprano iba a perder la cabeza"

Por fin se acaba el año del puto Quijote de los cojones.

He tenido un día duro.

La canción del mes, amigos.

So hard finding inspiration
I knew you'd find me crying
Tell those girls with rifles for minds
That their jokes don't make me laugh
They only make me feel like dying
In an unguarded moment

So long, long between mirages
I knew you'd find me drinking
Tell those men with horses for hearts
That their jibes don't make me bleed
They only make me feel like shrinking
In an unguarded moment

So deep, deep without a meaning
I knew you'd find me leaving
Tell those friends with cameras for eyes
That their hands don't make me hang
They only make me feel like breathing
In an unguarded moment

La mañana del sábado puede ser divertida con Leonard Cohen y un sombrero de cowboy.

El seat que hace ruido sigue aparcado en el mismo sitio.
Two Weeks Notice no es tan mala. Y Sandra Bullock es muy fea pero queda bien en algunas pelis.
Por supuesto he visto Perdidos, pero no debería haberlo hecho, porque ha sido una interrupción de mi ciclo Westwingiano, por lo que no he sabido apreciarlo como se merece, lo he apreciado como una interrupción. Terminar actividades antes de comenzar otras, digan lo que digan, tiene mucho sentido.
Leyi, te lo digo de nuevo, no te vayas a la CIA, a no ser que nos vayamos juntas.
Gudbae.


Baby, I've been waiting
I've been waiting night and day
I didn't see the time
I waited half my life away
There were many invitations
And I know you sent me some
But I was waiting
For the miracle to come

I know you really loved me
But, you see, my hands were tied
I know it must have hurt you
It must have hurt your pride
To stand beneath my window
With your bugle and your drum
While I was waiting
For the miracle to come

You wouldn't like it baby
You wouldn't like it here
There's not much entertainment
And the critics are severe
The Maestro says it's Mozart
But it sounds like bubble gum
When you're waiting
For the miracle to come

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do
I haven't been this happy
Since the end of World War II
Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
For the miracle to come

I dreamed about you, baby
It was just the other night
Most of you was naked
But some of you was light
The sands of time were falling
From your fingers and your thumb
And you were waiting
For the miracle to come

Baby, let's get married
We've been alone too long
Let's be alone together
Let's see if we're that strong
Let's do something crazy
Something absolutely wrong
While we're waiting
For the miracle to come

When you've fallen on the highway
And you're lying in the rain
And they ask you how you're feeling
Of course you say you can't complain
If you're squeezed for information
That's when you've got to play it dumb
You just say you're out there waiting
For the miracle to come

Perko en el bar con unos muñecos en Oruña 1986. (dónde está Oruña?)

Hoy comí con gente.
Car dijo que hoy iniciaba una nueva vida. Supongo que se refería a ducharse y salir, porque la casa es la misma pocilga que ayer y tiene la misma cantidad de comida (0).
Lama no me da la plasta... ¿dónde estará? tendré que llamarla, a ver qué hacen Leich y Bondeich.
Ha llegado el rechazo del recurso de una multa y me ha hecho gracia porque pone lo siguiente:
Hecho Denunciado:
"CONDUCIR UN VEHÍCULO SIN CUIDAR DE LA ADECUADA COLOCACIÓN DE ALGÚN ANIMAL TRANSPORTADO PARA QUE NO INTERFIERA LA CONDUCCIÓN. PERRO"
ahí el Perro ese XD
Era Bond... pobrecita tenía que ir al veterinario los policías son unos hijos de puta del infierno.
Y nada, que hace un frío de la hostia otra vez.

What I tell is a different story,
What i have, I take, then give it all away,
So if you'd like to come this way,
Then help me climb the walls that stand before me.

I wanna know,
If this is just a game,
Can anybody play,
Can everybody win,
Can you believe it,

I may be lost, i may be blind,
I may be cursing most of the time
But it's half the fun,
And in this world we spin and shout
We want it all we want it now,
They said "oh shut your mouth
You don't know what you talk about".

I wanna know,
If this is just a game,
Can anybody play,
Can everybody win.

Another show another scene,
The city sleeps below you sing a lullaby,
Another show another scene and,
I can't imagine the world without me,
I can't imagine the world without me,
I can't imagine the world without me, Hey,
I'm on a roll, i'm on a roll, la la la la.

I'm on a roll la la la la,
I'm on a roll la la la la,
I'm on a roll la la la la,
Me me me me me me me me me,
Me me me me me me me me.

Nochebuena de 1987.

Yo voy de Estrella de Navidad (claramente). Como polvorones.
Así de fondo, José de Papá Noel, Car de regalo de navidad y Manu de "árbol".

Ya he vuelto por desgracia al trabajo y al hogar-sin-ruskos-fieles.
Estoy en esos días del año que son los últimos y por los que hay que actualizar la agenda rápidamente antes de que termine el año y tener que empezar la nueva. Por tanto debo contar mi día de hoy: ha sido insulso. He comido en el Vips. Sola. Sin Harry. Es que hacía mucho frío. En casa también lo hace debido a la vaguería suma de Car que ni siquiera es capaz de subir el termostato.
He estado hablando con Chope. Ahh, the good old days.
Y bueno, por supuesto he estado esperando a que la mierda del fotolog funcionase, claro.
A lo mejor veo una peli. Adiós!

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig?

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He ain't got no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish?

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
And to fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin' on a star

Bond Edwards y Pec Wire.

Estoy enfadada mi familia es cruel. Lama ya sólo se dedica a leer Harry sin parar por lo que ha perdido la concentración en cualquier otra cosa y ha tenido la brillante idea con su mermado cerebro de hacer puré de calabacín para comer.
La conclusión es que no he podido hacer apenas nada en todas las vacaciones, me he tragado Isi/Disi (que sale Sabina, tela), y además no voy a llegar a casa hasta las 9.
Llueve y Bondor se ha mojao.

It's another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I ain't too young to worry
And I ain't too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain't too young to admit it
And I'm not too old to lie
I'm just another empty head

That's why I'm lonely
I'm so lonely
But I know what I'm gonna do -

I'm gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then I'll just keep dragging on

Broke another promise
And I broke another heart
But I ain't too young to realize
That I ain't too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it's another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And I ain't too old to hurry
Cause I ain't too old to die
But I sure am hard to beat

But I'm lonely
Lord I'm lonely
What am I gonna do -

Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days

Ride on
Ride on
I'm gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

Leyi con mis regalas de Navidad, Sir William Wallace y Bee.

Cenamos como auténticos cerdos engrasados, incluyendo a car, que metió las narices en el cordero y el lomo, oliéndolo para intentar suplir lo que se perdía comiéndolo.
Leich recibió su propio regalo y ya lo ha destrozado: le encantó.
Bond aún no se ha recuperao de tanto trasnochar y sigue espatarrada en el salón.
Vimos Braveheart, pero yo no pude terminarla, el sueño pudo conmigo y mi condena a seguir sin ver Braveheart no llega a su fin.
Hoy toca Love Actually al fin.
Por lo demás, hace un frío de dios.

Seasons Greetings.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

mwahahaha

Bond.

Qué puedo decir, aquí hay canal satélite. Todo un mundo de posibilidades cuando car duerme y papi hace otra cosa. Conclusión: no muchas posibilidades. Pero vi some good stuff baby. Y hoy más.
Leyi, Bond y yo comimos muchas castañas, muchísimas.
Y nada, hace sol, o sea que no hay white christmas.
A mí me gusta el mago de oz. Y el hombre de hojalata.

Echo en falta a Michael Jordan subido al tren eléctrico y a la maniquí que da vueltas sobre el plato de los discos.

Rocking around the Christmas Tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Ev'ry couple tries to stop

You will get a sentimental feeling When you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly; Deck the halls with boughs of holly" Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone's dancing merrily
In a new old fashioned way

Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Let the Christmas Spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
and we'll do some caroling

You will get a sentimental feeling When you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly; Deck the halls with boughs of holly"
Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone's dancing merrily
In a new old fashioned way

Leeeeich. Antes de que car le pusiera máscara de cerdo...
Ya he llegao.
Bondor mañana.
Mil horas en el buti muriendo.
Padre habla sobre la posición del sol en esta época del año.
Supongo que es época de eso xD
Voy a ver la tele!!!!! si me deja...

Well it's Christmas time again, decorations are all hung by the fire
Everybody's singin', all the bells are ringing out
And it's Christmas all over again, yeah again

Long-distance relatives, haven't seen'em in a long, long time
Yeah I kind of missed 'em, I just don't wanna kiss 'em, no
It's Christmas all over again, yeah again

And all over town little kids gonna get down
And Christmas is a rockin' time, put your body next to mine
Underneath the mistletoe we go, we go

Everybodys singin', all the bells are ringin' out
It's Christmas all over again, yeah again

And right down our block little kids start to rock
And Christmas is a rockin' time, put your body next to mine
Underneath the mistletoe we go, we go

Merry Christmas time come and find you happy and there by your fire
I hope you have a good one, I hope momma gets her shoppin' done
And it's a Christmas all over again
Baby it's Christmas all over again
And it's Christmas all over again

Now let's see... I want... er... quiero juguetes :/

Navidad de antaño
Regaaalos
Estoy agobiada mucho sí mucho, y eso que estoy de vacaciones.
Mierda, he olvidado el out of the office. Braaavo.
No ha tocao la lotería, si no, estaría escribiendo desde Nueva York.
Well, merry christmas.

Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree
I've followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

como no tengo fotos de nada, pondré los crismas de años pasados hasta que llegue navidad. a no ser que aparezca algo mejor, claro.
creo que me voy.
saludos.
odio "un saludo". menuda mierda de expresión.

me dio envidia la de ben harper que puso lucha así que yo pongo hoy esta, de versión.


Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness falls
I heard the wind rustling through the trees
And ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
With the devil snappin' at my heels
I broke through the trees, and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms
I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed, and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light
I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story, and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

cómo poseer un scanner y usarlo para hacer chorradas de una forma realmente escandalosa.
no he ido a sol porque no ha venido el autobús.
socorro.
who wants some minipizzas?
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
gallina blanca, don simón, pastas gallo.
Quiero un árbol de navidad, Kevin McCallister.
Mis disculpas! No se confundan, amigos, yo soy normal.

She eyes me like a Pisces when i am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish i could eat your cancer when you turn black

Meat-eating orchids forgivee no one just yet
Cut myself on angel's hair and bab's breath
Broken hymen of you highness i'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so i can climb right back

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

y así fuimos sumiéndonos más y más en la ciénaga a medida que pasaban los días para finalizar el año fiscal.

Me he clavado la espiral del cuaderno dentro de la uña cual Sawyer siendo torturado por Sayid.

voy a teñirme el pelo. yes, again.

You shatter me your grip on me a hold on me
You shatter me your grip on me a hold on me
So dull it kills you stifle me infectious sense of
So dull it kills you stifle me infectious sense of
Hopelessness and prayers for rain I suffocate i
Hopelessness and prayers for rain I suffocate i
Breathe in dirt and nowhere shines but desolate
Breathe in dirt and nowhere shines but desolate
And drab the hours all spent on killing time
And drab the hours all spent on killing time
Again all waiting for the rain
Again all waiting for the rain

You fracture me your hands on me a touch so
You fracture me your hands on me a touch so
Plain so stale it kills you strangle me entangle
Plain so stale it kills you strangle me entangle
Me in hopelessness and prayers for rain i
Me in hopelessness and prayers for rain i
Deteriorate I live in dirt and nowhere glows but
Deteriorate I live in dirt and nowhere glows but
Drearily and tired the hours all spent on killing
Drearily and tired the hours all spent on killing
Time again all waiting for the rain
Time again all waiting for the rain

Pec en san josé en algún momento de mi vida.

Comí arroz mmm
I'm ok.


I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to say
Kiss me where the sun don’t shine
The past was yours
But the future’s mine
You’re all out of time

I don’t feel too steady on my feet
I feel hollow I feel weak
Passion fruit and holy bread
Fill my guts and ease my head
Through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes

She bangs the drums

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She’ll be the first she’ll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She’ll be the first she’ll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She’ll be the first she’ll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel

primeros pasos en la cocina. se observa una ligera falta de interés XD

He dormido 10 horas y he puesto las luces de navidad. Me he propuesto hacer el crismas esta semana pero... todos sabemos que soy un despojo. Y gnomo, cállate.
Ya tengo xXx, hay que verla de nuevo pero ya. Peliculón!
Hemos pasado una mañana estupenda con La Traviata. Ahora no sé qué toca. Con "hemos" hablo de yo y mis peluches dado que la otra, créanlo o no, sigue durmiendo!
No compréis ratón inalámbrico Genius. Y si tenéis uno y funciona, no me lo digáis, cabrones.
Y nada más.

Libiamo ne' lieti calici,
che la bellezza infiora;
e la fuggevol ora
s'inebriì a voluttà.
Libiam ne' dolci fremiti
che suscita l'amore,
poichè quell'occhio al core
onnipotente va.
Libiamo, amore, amor fra i calici
più caldi baci avrà.

Ah! Libiam, amor fra' calici
più caldi baci avrà.

Tra voi saprò dividere
il tempo mio giocondo;
tutto è follia nel mondo
ciò che non è piacer.
Godiam, fugace e rapido
è il gaudio dell'amore;
e un fior che nasce e muore,
nè più si può goder.
Godiam!
C'invita un fervido
accento lusinghier.

Ah! Godiamo!
La tazza e il cantico
la notte abbella e il riso,
in questo paradiso
ne scopra il nuovo dì.

La vita è nel tripudio.

Quando non s'ami ancora...

Nol dite a chi l'ignora.
È il mio destin così.

Ah! sì, godiamo...
La tazza e il cantico
la notte abbella e il riso,
in questo paradiso
ne scopra il nuovo dì.

No tengo cámara y tengo un hambre... mierda de judías!!!!
Leich se ha ido jo
Car soba, dado que está en casa sin gente y eso es lo que ella hace.
Ver el cooomi.

Born in burial gowns, recessing slowly
You soon wish you couldn't see at all
Tortured in the mind, six voices alone
Futile gestures, emotionless groans
Everyone asks what's wrong, but what's right?
And a cute lie makes everything uptight
To kill your dream before it's considered
To live in silence, airless closet, no vision

It's easier to make love to a stranger than to ask a friend to call
Suspicion knows nothing and is known for not much at all, much at all

Too cold here
Turn yourself bleeding inside
Always look for walls to lean beside
Too cold here
Turn yourself bleed it's eyes
Always look for shade to cover your eyes

Self pity yourself is so shallow
I am so sick in mind and body, heart cold as stone
Whisky my coral, my piece of mind
Hello Mr. Samsung you can't clean my soul
Wake up sighing, mass for the bleeding
Never share sadness mine no man prays painless
Coalescing mine are hidden rooms,
Cannot give anything and never could

Prison it's only four walls but sometimes
The mind is the smallest prison of all,
Offering there upon offering
As a ball with a touch feels
Through its fall, through its fall.

Too cold here
Turn yourself bleeding inside
Always look for walls
To lean beside
Too cold here
Turn yourself bleed it's eyes
Always look for shade
To cover your eyes

Bueno me ha sido imposible realizar un "encuentra al ser vivo" porque Leyi no paraba de intentar besarme.
c'est la vie.
ahora a poner todos en su sitio, qué coñazo macho.
Pero ahí tenéis a Lucio, el zorro astuto, que se ha puesto el primero. El pobre Belmondo se ha caído cara al colchón y ahí de fondo está el Gato de Portobello. New friends!!!
Acabo de llegar y estoy cansada y quiero albóndigas.

You remind me of the baby
What baby? baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
Do what? remind me of the baby

I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry
What could i do
My baby's love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew

What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs' tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free

I saw my baby, trying hard as babe could try
What could i do
My baby's fun had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew

What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dog's tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that baby spell on me (ooh)

Lama.

Ha venido hoy a que veamos Harry por fin otra vez.
También ha vuelto Car y ha traído regalas, entre ellas a Lucio y a Belmondo que esperemos salgan en próximas entregas.
He visto Garfield después de desayunar.
Qué rico sueñecito... ¿cuánto he dormido?

What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And two helps her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They're so hard to satisfy. You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

Doctor please some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running to the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way through your busy dying day

La canción es para mí!!!

Papi, Rosi y Pec. Long ago.

Que sí, que me voy a acordar de encender la calefacción. No sé si hay huevos... ja, ja. Bueno pues nada, no sé, Lama me está contando una historia muy aburrida sobre contabilidad y virus... ay ay ay Buzzcocks - Boredom Yeah - well - I say what I mean I say what comes to my mind I never get around to things I live a straight - straight line You know me - I'm acting dumb you know the scene - very humdrum boredom - boredom I'm living in this movie but it doesn't move me I'm the man that's waiting for the phone to ring Hear it ring-a-ding-a-f***ing-ding You know me ... You see there's nothing behind me I'm already a has-been my future ain't what it was well I think I know the words that I mean You know me ... B'dum - b'dum I've taken this extravagant journey so it seems to me I just came from nowhere and I'm going straight back there You know me ... So I'm living in this movie but it doesn't move me so tell me who are you trying to arouse? get your hands out of my trousers You know me ...

Leich y Gatito el sábado en casa.
Lo pasamos en grande!

No he podido evitarlo, son las 7:46. But! first things first.
Tengo sueño. Obviamente.
Y no tengo ganas de Krispies así que en unas horas moriré.

Good luck Pat.

Pulp - Monday Morning

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed,oh poor thing
Why live in the world when you can live in your head?
Mmm when you can go out late from Monday till Saturday turns into Sunday
And now you're back here at Monday so we can do it all over again.
And you go aah ah ah and I want a refund, I want a light
I want a reason to make it thru the night, alright.
And so you finally left school, so now what are you going to do?
Now you're so grown up, yeah you're oh oh oh oh oh so mature oh.
Going out late from Monday, chuck up in the street on Sunday
You don't want to live till Monday and have to do it all again.
And you go aah ah ah
I want a refund, I want a light
I want a reason for all this night after night after night after night.
Oh I know that it's stupid but I just can't seem to spend a night at home
'cos my friends left town and I'm here all alone ow.
Oh yeah they say the past must die for the future to be born,
in that case die little me - ooh.
Stomach in, chest out, on your marks, get set, go.
Now, now that you're free, what are you going to be?
And who are you going to see?
And where, where will you go and how will you know you didn't get it all wrong.
Is this the light of a new day dawning? A future bright that you can walk in?
No it's just another Monday morning.
Do it all over again oh baby.

No estaría mal. Por lo menos hoy.

pues sí, amigos, resaquita.
y sueños extraaaños.
POR FIN, voy a ir a ver las crónicas. tengo mi ticket. no turning back.
por todas esas cosas, bailo hula.

Open up my heart and see what's inside
Take a look inside me inside my mind
And you'll see my heart is broke in two
'Cos I've seen the real you

Images of violence fill up my mind
And you see the silence feel it inside
And you'll see my heart is broke in two
Cos I've seen the real you

So sad we seem so far we've been
She knows the scene
And I see your heart is broken too
Cos I've seen the real you
Seen the real you

É. y Pec yesterday

Viene Leyi a verme.
Voy a recoger la casa y a ponerle agüita.
Peeeeeeerr.
Ello retrasa mi visionado de Narnia, a las 00:20 de hoy. Espero.
Goodbye all my new days!


All Because Of You Days

I don't want to run
I don't want to hide
I just want to kiss goodnight
Say goodnight one more time

Nothing gets you up
Nothing gets you high
Everything just comes to this
Final mis-taken lives

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all because of you days
Goodbye

You just can't get out
You just can't get in
Everything just has strung you up, hung you up
To watch you swing

One of us is you
And one of us is me
Broken frozen equal parts
Broken hearts breaking free

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all those chosen few days
Goodbye

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day
We'll say hi

I don't want to run
I don't want to hide
I just want to kiss goodnight
Say goodnight one last time

Nothing gets you up
Nothing gets me high
Everything just comes to this
Final mis-taken lives
One last time

It's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all because of you days
Goodbye

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all those chosen few days
New days

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day
We'll say hi
Baby maybe sometime
Maybe next time
We'll say hi
Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day
We'll say hi
Baby maybe sometime
Maybe next time
We'll say hi

Baby maybe sometime
Maybe next time
We'll say hi
We'll say hi
We'll say hi

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day
We'll say hi

Me quedaré viendo pelis sola durante varios días.

Mientras las sucias están en Londrak.

Pero yo veré pelis guays.

Bah, mierda.

London never sleeps, it just sucks
The life out of me
And the money from my pocket
London always creeps, showbiz hugs
The life out of me
Have some dignity honey
Euston, paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly
My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
London never sleeps, it sucks
The life out of me
Show some dignity honey
Sushi bars, wet fish it just sucks
The life out of me
And the money from my pocket
Euston, paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
I come alive outside the m25
I won’t drink the poison thames
I’ll chase the sun out west

Londinium

Euston, paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly
My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
I come alive
I come alive

Ignacio, Pec y Car, 1909.

Couldn't resist.

Dormir es bueno quiero hacerlo más.
Soy un ser.

Because we're young, because we're gone
we'll take the tide's electric mind, oh yeah? oh yeah

we're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh

Because we're youn, because we're gone
We'll scare the skies with tiger's eyes, oh yeah? oh yeah

we're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh
let's chase the dragon...

...from our home high in the city where the skyline
stained the snow, I fell for a servant who kept me on the boil

We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon from our home!

Jai y Pec cuando eran niños pequeños y pobres.
En Italia.
Para más señas.

Es que está aquí Jai hoy y ha ido a buscarme a otro sitio donde no trabajo.
Pregunta si puede saludar. No.

Tomorrow is party again.
Car volvió a desaparecer.
Ayer vi The 40 Year Old Virgin y me reí como una desgraciada.
Do you know how I know you're gay?
How?
You like Coldplay.

Manic Street Preachers - This Is Yesterday

Do not listen to a word I say
Just listen to what I can keep silent
The only way to gain approval
Is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me

And I stare at the sky
And it leaves me blind
I close my eyes
And this is yesterday

Someone somewhere soon will take care of you
I repent, I'm sorry, everything is falling apart
Houses as ruins and gardens as weeds
Why do anything when you can forget everything

And I stare at the sky
And it leaves me blind
I close my eyes
And this is yesterday

I stare at the sky
And it leaves me blind
I close my eyes
And this is yesterday

¡Quiero mis lobitos! ¿dónde están? ¡Hay que encontrarlos de inmediato!
He dormido 11 horas, cómo me mola mi vida, colega.
Pero no recuerdo qué he soñao, not today.
Car ha traído pelucas.
Eso no será lo último que oiréis sobre el tema...
No ponen Lost hasta el 11 de enero.
Que qué haré? morir? seguramente.
Narnia tomorrow? possibly.
Ayer vino Aiti. Con peluca, por supuesto.
Lo siento, pero no me comí el pescado.
Soy mala gente.

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same

Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two

Throw me tomorrow
Now that I've really got a chance
Throw me tomorrow
Everything's falling into place
Throw me tomorrow
Seeing my past to let it go
Throw me tomorrow
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's child

Monday Tuesday Wednesday born I was
Monday Tuesday Wednesday born I was
Thursday's child

Sometimes I cried my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet

Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms

car y pec de jóvenes

Tengo un hipo de puta madre.

hoy no he querido ir a ver la palabra por cuarta vez.
soy mala persona y mala fan.
pero es que no me apetecía!
jo.

He traído leche Alipende. Y he llamado a Ali. Qué curiosidades de la vida.

Tomorrow is party. Y por ello todos cantamos.
Congratulations.


And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties
And where will she go, and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud
A hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks - a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties

car y pec london gatwick 2001

no sé dónde está car. otra vez.
ayer vimos just like heaven, peliculón.
y yo luego vi toy story mientras comía macarrones.
great evening.
we're on a bridge and mine is broken.
qué tal, aiti?
saludos


In a hired car she will come to England from the sea
And as the tide flows the London snows will come.
And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun

And she will come from India with a love in her eyes
That say oh how my dark star will rise

In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.

And she will come from India with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from Argentina
With her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, how my dark star will rise,

...and she will rise.

my family in an ordinary new year's eve dinner.

Las fiestas se acercan. ya hay luces de navidad! pero yo no tengo navidad... casi.
jo.
ayer vimos jarri, el tipo vestido de azul de pelo moreno de delante mío de la foto de ayer era el señor de la cabeza más grande del mundo, y las tipas vestidas de azul de pelo moreno de detrás nuestro de la foto de ayer eran ruidosas repugnancias procedentes de Florida. nunca vayas al cine un viernes lluvioso a las 8. por lo menos a ver algo que podría ser susceptible de estar lleno de americanos. buargh!
Anyway, es temprano, hace frío, hace sol, y voy a cambiar las sábanas!!!

The Chameleons - Swamp Thing

I can already hear your tune
Calling me across the room
When the world and his wife are on my back again
Not enough pleasure, too much pain
When the world is too much with me (Please leave--just go away)
I lose my mind completely (Please leave--just go now)
In the side street something's moving
Look around, look around
All around you walls are tumbling down
Stop staring at the ground
I can practically see your face
And another revolutionary falls from grace
Hear the thunder in your brain
Not enough sunshine, too much rain
When the light of life has gone (No change for the meter)
And then the king of spivs will come (Selling blood by the liter)
When nothing's sacred anymore
When the demon's knocking on your door
You'll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long
The storm comes
Or is it just another shower?
Picking up the pieces
Half alive in a nine-to-five
Vacant eyes
Is it any wonder?
Rhyme and scream at the TV screen
Close your eyes
Now the world is too much with me (Please leave--just go away)
Before I lose my mind completely (Just leave--please go now)
Now nothing's sacred anymore
When the demon's breaking down your door
You'll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long
The storm comes
Or is it just another shower?
Now the rain has come
Or is it just another shower?

Hoy veremos Jarri.

Fin de semaaana.
paso de decir más cosas, again.
feel shabby. look it. act it.

Outside another yellow moon
punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down the street
shining like a new dime
the downtown trains are full with all those Brooklyn girls
they try so hard to break out of their little worlds

You wave your hand and they scatter like crows
they have nothing that will ever capture your heart
theyr'e just thorns without the rose
be careful of them in the dark
oh if I was the one
you chose to be your only one
oh baby can't you hear me now

Will I see you tonight
on a downtown train
every night is just the same
you leave me lonely now

I know your window and I know it's late
I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate
I stand by the light at the four way
you watch them as they fall
they all have heart attacks
they stay at the carnival
but they'll never win you back

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
where every night is just the same you leave me lonely
will I see you tonight on a downtown train
all of my dreams just fall like rain
all upon a downtown train

yo en... 1988? I don't know.

Bueno, aquí estoy. Mañana iré a ver Jarri otra vez.
Quiero couk.
Deséoos un feliz último mes del año.
El mío apunta infernal.
I'm looking for my hen...
and waiting for my man.
En fin que tengo sueño.
¿cómo que no hay hielo? ¿tengo que tomarme este café caliente?
Yo quería un jawa pero no quedaban.
Felt like Veruca!
Me voy.


Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

The first moment that I met her
I did not expect a specter
When I shook her hand I really shook a glove
She looked into me so sweetly
And we left the room discreetly
No one else could know the secret of our love

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Every morning I awoke
And I see my little ghost
Wond'rin' if it's really her that's lying there
I lean to touch her and I whisper
But not brave enough to kiss her
When I held her I was really holding air

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Though I try my best to keep it
There really was no secret
Must have looked like I was dancing with the wall
No one else could see this apparition
But because of my condition
I fell in love with a little ghost and that was all

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above
No, it's not yet time to meet the lord above

leich, a día de hoy, en mi sillón, su lugar favorito (aparte del suelo) en mi hogar.

Hoy he llegado tarde. Mucho. Whatever. Ya tengo e-mail de la compañía... parecía que eso iba a simplificar las cosas. Ja! He tenido que hablar con un tipo de Boca Ratón. Brrr.

Estos días estoy viendo Melrose Place, y eso me place (jai,jai,jai).

De nuevo, mis descargas están todas completadas y me he quedado tan en blanco como la pobre mula.

Y la canción seguirá siendo de ellos, long live the Weird Sisters!
voy a hacerme una camiseta lo antes posible.
see you.

When all is dark and there’s no light
Lost in the deepest star of night
I see you

Your hands are singing baby
You ain’t been sleeping lately
There’s something out there
And it don’t seem very friendly does it?
If I could help you I would help you
But it’s difficult
Theres something much more powerful
And those far-fetched possessing me
I got to got to break cause ah I don’t wanna feel like this ah
Your voice keeps holding me
I cannot eat or sleep
I’m going crazy in this hazy fantasy
You put a spell on me
But I ain’t going down hello

So take your hands off me tonight I’m breaking free this is the night
This is the night,
So take your hands off me tonight I’m breaking free this is the night
This is the night

There was a time I would’ve walked
I’m burning coals for you
Sail across the ocean blue
Climb the highest mountain just to call you name
The moon throws down its light
Cuts me to the quick tonight
Strangers in the air
Nothing will ever be the same

You still look good to me
Ooh but you're no good for me
I close my eyes and
Squeeze you from my consciousness
And in the morning when I wake
I walk the line
I walk it straight
But the morning's so many miles away

So take your hands off me tonight I’m breaking free this is the night
This is the night,
So take your hands off me tonight I’m breaking free this is the night

This is the night

marta y pec 1998 GT era

la verdad es que parezco Ojoloco Moody, que no?
Anyway, estoy muy cansada, creo que iré a dormir lo antes posible.
He vuelto a las andadas y escucho Harry 6 de nuevo.
Fui a Ahorramás. Me gasté unos cuantos euros, de ahorrar más nada. Y eso que no había Krispies.

Sé que nadie comprende esto pero ayer Aiarakoa mandó 22 mails en una misma noche.
La existencia es cruel.
¿Y para qué quieres un seguro de responsabilidad civil?

Vi un par de perros por la calle dignos de ser recordados.
Han quitado todos los posters de Harry en mitad de la noche y yo no me he enterado.
Hoy hacía mucho frío. ... .. .

Manic Street Preachers - So Dead

Learn to sleep through misery
Never gonna wake feeling free
No one fucks as good as Marilyn
Plastic surgery sure cures your sins

You need a fix I'm your prostitute
Repression says depravity's cute
I'll feed you lines to make you smile
You're so easy to dehumanise

It's not that I can't find worth in anything
It's just that I can't find worth in enough
It's not that I can't find worth in anything
In your love

Pay for it
Pay for it
Degrade your senses till you hate me

Begging to be cool through nicotine
Decadence costs but she must be clean
Build up walls so you can't feel
When you get high 'It's so unreal'

Days fade in and I need the night
I've seen your dumb face all of my life
Eyes close down, I don't wanna see
Broken communion of the twentieth century

It's not that I can't find worth in anything
It's just that I can't find worth in enough
It's not that I can't find worth in anything
In your love

Pay for it
Pay for it
You're gonna pay for my intelligence

Pay for it
Pay for it
Cos I'm a slut and you just suck

Pay for it
Pay for it
Degrade your senses till you hate me

Pay for it
Pay for it
We promote all sickness and disease
You're gonna pay for my intelligence
Cos I'm a slut and you just suck

You're so dead
You're so dead

at last, mi cajonera. con el monstruo, el oso, leyi y yo...

he vuelto a ver LA PALABRA, con khabri. esperemos una ilustración pronta en carlperkins.
Canción mítica donde las haya!
viva harry! (otra vez).
hoy he comido en el vips mwahaha (otra vez, joder)
bueno eso.
adiós!

The Weird Sisters - Do The Hippogriff

Alright Hogwarts… are you ready for some real music?
I said, ARE YOU READY?
ARE YOU READY?

I gotta hear ya… alright.
Come on, I wanna see your hands in the air.
We’re going to teach you a brand new dance tonight.
So move your body
You gotta help us Hogwarts
Together we can do this thing
Are you ready?
ARE YOU READY?

Move your body like a hairy troll
a learning to rock and roll
I spin around like a crazy elf
a dancing by himself
I boogie down like a unicorn
I brew a storm til the break of dawn
a put your hands in the air
Like an ogre just don’t care

Can you dance the hippogriff
Mama ma mama ma mama ma
Flying off from the cliff
Mama ma mama ma mama ma
Swooping down to the ground
Mama ma mama ma mama ma
Wheel around and around and around
Mama ma mama ma mama ma
OH!

Move around like a scary ghost
Who’s spooking himself the most
Shake your booty like barber(?) in pain
Again and again and again
Get it on like an angry specter
Whose definitely out to get ya
Step your feet like a leprechaun
Get it on, get it on

2000. Pec y Pat, Pic by Pac.

Ayer fui yo la que se durmió viendo peli. Venganza por todos estos años!
Hace varios días que no me lavo el pelo.
No puedo decir que no sienta una sensación de satisfacción personal, como si quisiera superar un reto...

Car me ha hecho despertarme a las 7 porque había conseguido colgar su fotolog. Su foto sale en la encarta debajo de "niñita caprichosa". Pero bueno, estaba bien.

Por lo demás voy a constatar que soy lo peor con la canción de hoy, pero no puedo evitarlo, creo que he madurado en el aspecto de confesar mis verdaderos gustos musicales.

Viva Harry.

Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Cerré mi puerta una mañana y eché a andar
Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Dejé los montes y me vine al mar

Tu nombre me sabe a hierba
De la que nace en el valle
A golpes de sol y de agua
Tu nombre me lleva atado
En un pliege de tu talle
Y en el bies de tu enagua

Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Aunque estás lejos yo te siento a flor de piel
Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Se hace mas corto el camino aquel

Tu nombre me sabe a hierba
De la que nace en el valle
A golpes de sol y de agua
Tu nombre me lleva atado
En un pliege de tu talle
Y en el bies de tu enagua

Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Mi voz se rompe como el cielo al clarear
Porque te quiero a ti, porque te quiero
Dejo esos montes y me vengo al mar

jo es que tengo que poner a Bondor
es tan mona mírala!

yo vi harry vi haaarry la la la la

car ha desaparecido.

los yísus - far gone & out

I can't explain exactly what I'm doing standing in the rain
Don't do it for fun
Do it if you feel it
Kiss it on the tongue
I'm taking my thoughts to a railway station
Put 'em on a train just to see what's coming back
What's coming back
It's coming like a heart attack

Ice melts too fast
So nothing stays forever nothing's gonna last
She's dressed in black
A black that ends in nowhere and I just got to have her back
And I'm television sick and I'm television crazy
No one works so hard just to make me feel so bad
I'm feeling bad
Oh that's too sad

seen it. loved it.

paso de contar más historias.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot."

ya lo dije, serían más.
viva perdidos!!!!!!!!

Ya tengo mis entradas para LA PALABRA
can't wait.
hoy casi se abre una marquesina con el poster y me ha dado un vuelco al corazón, pero sólo se abría por un lado... menos mal por otro lado porque el ataque de ansiedad que me ha dado pensando que podía robarlo y estaba rodeada de gente que me insultaría por vándala ha sido tremendo.

Por lo demás he ido a spejos de mierda... qué asco de peluqueras (menos una)... pero bueno

comí un bocata mwahahahahaha
y nada más. he llegado a casa a las 20:43... qué mierda!

se me ha pegado esta hoy mientras trabajaba y en un "la la la la" me ha pillao una y me ha mirado raro y yo sólo he podido decir "je".

Satellite's gone
Up to the sky
Things like that drive me
Out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV

Oh...satellite of love
Ah...satellite of love
Oo...satellite of love
Satellite

Satellite's gone
Way up to Mars
Soon it will be filled
With parking cars
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV

Ooo...ahh...satellite of love
Ha...satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite

I've been told that you've been bold
With Harry, Mark, and John
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday
Harry, Mark, and John

Satellite's gone
Up to the sky
Things like that drive me
Out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV

Hoo...satellite of love
Haa...satellite of love
Hoo...satellite of love
Satellite of...

Satellite...satellite...

el recurso de disfraces llega a su fin. 1990. guerra del golfo. pec. ya empezaba con mi gripe aviar.

pues huele a pintura (por mi nueva cajonera que fotografiaré en cuanto me sea buenamente posible).
comí con lama.

leyi ha dormido dentro de la nevera portátil. es taaaaaaaan mona.

quiero ver harry.

al estanquero le gustan sisters of mercy. a mí no, a mí me gusta el country auténtico.

Memories Are Made Of This - Johnny Cash

Take one fresh and tender kiss
Add one stolen night of bliss
One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy
Memories are made of this.

Don't forget a small moonbeam
Fold it lightly with a dream
Your lips and mine to sip the wine
Memories are made of this

Then at the wedding bells
One house where lovers dwell
Three little kids for the flavor
Stir carefully through the day
See how the flavor stays
These are the dreams that we must savor

With His blessings from above
Serve it generously with love
One man, one wife, one love for life
Memories are made of this

está aquí
ya llegó
el perro que todos quieeeeren

leeeyi es valiente ente
e inteligente ente
la mejoooor

he ido a día y me han cobrado 3 céntimos por una bolsa.
tengo mi cajonera de ikea y tengo que montarla y pintarla... pero bueno, va a molar tres huevos.

ya he comunicado que si alguien de los que me rodean de verdad aprecia mi amistad y amor, deberá robar un poster de harry 4 de la parada del autobús y regalármelo. espero vuestros esfuerzos.

me repite el rollito de primavera. y no me gusta.

me gusta esta canción

Pulp - Sylvia

You look just like sylvia:
Well you look like her to me -
The way she wore her hair then.
Oh, the way she used to be.
I’ve not seen her for a long time
Though I’ve heard she’s still around.
Her father’s living with some girl
Who’s a year younger than her.

She’s living in the country now yeah.
Oh, she’s trying to get better.
Her beauty was her only crime.
Yeah, I remember sylvia.

so keep believing & do what you do,
I can’t help you but I know things are gonna get better.
& please stop asking
What it’s got to do with you.
Oh, keep believing ’cos you know that you deserve better.

Who’s this man you’re talking to?
Can’t you see what he wants to do?
He thinks if he stands near enough then he will look as good as you.
Oh, he don’t care about your problems. he just wants to show his friends.
I guess I’m just the same as him -
I just didn’t know it then.
I never understood you really
& I know it’s too late now.
You didn’t ask to be that way.
Oh, I’m sorry sylvia.

pec y car en 1985, ya nada es como antes.

hoy sólo he tomado dos tés.
he ido a ahorramás.
me he dejado el móvil en casa y no tenía reloj.
me he comprado 100 dvds.
mwahahahahahahahahaha infinito!!

Y me he puesto contenta cuando volvía oyendo esta gran canción:

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Nature Boy

I was just a boy when I sat down
To watch the news on TV
I saw some ordinary slaughter
I saw some routine atrocity
My father said, don't look away
You got to be strong, you got to be bold, now
He said, that in the end it is beauty
That is going to save the world, now

And she moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
She moves something deep inside of me

I was walking around the flower show like a leper
Coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria
When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hair
Up against the pink and purple wisteria
You said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at me
With some unrighteous intention?
My knees went weak,
I couldn't speak, I was having thoughts
That were not in my best interests to mention

And she moves among the flowers
And she floats upon the smoke
She moves among the shadows
She moves me with just one little look

You took me back to your place
And dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suit
You played the patriot, you raised the flag
And I stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion,
Quoting Sappho, in the original Greek

She moves among the shadows
She floats upon the breeze
She moves among the candles
And we moved through the days
and through the years

Years passed by, we were walking by the sea
Half delirious
You smiled at me and said, Babe
I think this thing is getting kind of serious
You pointed at something and said
Have you ever seen such a beautiful thing?
It was then that I broke down
It was then that you lifted me up again

She moves among the sparrows
And she walks across the sea
She moves among the flowers
And she moves something deep inside of me

She moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
And she moves right up close to me

Saludos!