farewell bróthero

bueno bueno bueno (en tono car)
lo he intentao, el color no es lo mío, tron.

cosas que haré sin car:
- poner echo and the bunnymen a todo volumen y bailar por toda la casa
- tirar la mitad de los muebles podridos que recogió de contenedores
- no coger nunca el teléfono
- poner la calefacción a 0
- no limpiar
- aburrirme como un gato de concurso.

pues sí, qué aburrimiento.

me iré a washington.
me iréee
me iréeeeeeeee

soy culpable.

She can walk out anytime, anytime she wants to walk out, that’s fine,
She can walk out anytime, anytime she feels that life has passed her
By,
And when I start my new life I won’t touch the ground,
I’m gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
He can walk out anytime, anytime he wants to walk out, that’s fine,
He can walk out anytime, across the sand, into the sea, into the
Brine,
And when I start my new life I won’t touch the ground,
I’m gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
So we sold the car and quit the job
And shook some hands and wiped the make-up right off,
And we said our good-byes to the bank
Left seven sisters for a room in a seaside shack,
And when I start my new life I won’t touch the ground,
I’m gonna try hard this time not to touch the grounds
...it’s by the sea we’ll breed
...into the sea we’ll bleed...

lo he pasao bien con el rusko y los nutrios.

he tenido un día relajado, cosa altamente inusual.
ayer vimos Just Like Heaven otra vez y todas ahí flipadas por rufFALO.
he escuchao el holy bible así que la canción de hoy no tendrá que ver con el día de hoy porque no pienso poner ninguna del holy bible, así como te lo digo chavea.
como cada lunes, el torneo del infierno acecha y toca los huevos ahí en plan de puta madre.
mañana el comi y aún no hemos visto el de la semana pasada ay ay
en cualquier caso, no, car, i don't book tomorrow y no sé si habrá forma de escapada. if you feel like leaving, i'm not gonna make you staaay.

bueno, pues eso.
pongo esta que me ha despertado esta mañana (la segunda vez, la primera fue Stormy Weather - mola levantarse dos veces) y soy una flipaten.

The Auteurs - Underground Movies

We first met it was raining
In a house with bay windows
And all the fitting and fixtures
And a catalogue of injury

She´s got a credo in underground movies
Her father is a lawyer
Who paid for the fitting and fixtures
And a house with bay windows

And i´m calling from a baltimore hotel
Don´t let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You´re on a limb again
Calling from a baltimore hotel
Don´t let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don´t let him in again

Four weeks later in april
I took her to the doctors
Said i´ve no prescription
For compromised solution

And i´m calling from a baltimore hotel
Don´t let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You´re on a limb again
Calling from a baltimore hotel
Don´t let it ring again
Your movies are your own
Don´t let him in again

Ten years
Caught in a trap by my own cunning
Thought I was smart
Thought I was dying
For years
I lived in a flat without water running
Thought it was smart
Thought it was funny

I’m writing in memoirs
The underground press remain faithful
Ghost writing her memoirs
Maybe we´ll get it on cable

no tengo tiempo de elegir foto casi se me pasa el día

ha estao aquí É. y no he podido hacerle ninguna foto no-terrorífica-beyond-all-imagination.
de nuevo, no hemos visto la roca.
ahora está aiti aquí y comeremos picsa. update: acabo de hablar con Lucius, que también viene ahora. Qué bien, trabajo mañana.
no puedo volver a poner nature boy de canción, y mighty mighty bosstones, let's face it, son demasiado malos.
será sheik!

Mighty Mighty Bosstones - Shake Some Action

I will find a way
To get to you someday
Cause I am so afraid I’d fall
Can’t you hear me call

Shake some action is what I need
To make me bust out at full speed
And I am sure that’s all you’ll need
To make it alright

It’s take me so long
To get to where I belong
Lord don’t make me send it back that way
Or I will make you pay

You don’t dig what I’m playing
Then I will go away
And I will turn around this little game
Cause I don’t need your praise

ja!

Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise. Arise, Riders of Théoden. Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day... a red day... ere the sun rises. Ride now... Ride now... Ride. Ride for ruin and the world's ending!
DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAATH!!!!!!!!!!
Forth Eorlingas!

Bueno, he dormido una siestecilla y ayer olvidé que existía Perdidos, estoy empezando a caer en un agujero sin retorno. No obstante, el viernes se siente en el aire helado con su sombrero de Sherlock Holmes y el dog man star de la vida.
Mola ir a desayunar, aunque sea a un sitio llamado "Niasca" donde sirven gazpacho dudoso en enero.
Saludos.


Dog man star took a suck on a pill
And stabbed a cerebellum with a curious quill
Europe, America, Winterland
Introducing the band

Chic thug stuttered through a stereo dream
A fifty knuckle shuffle heavy metal machine
The tears of suburbia drowned the land
Introducing the band

So steal me a savage, subservient son
Get him shacked-up, bloodied-up and sucking on a gun
I want the style of a woman, the kiss of a man
Introducing the band

And as the sci-fi lullaby starts to build
See them whipping all the women, cracked governments killed
Oh let the century die to violent hands
Introducing the band

Lobito malo y Pec.

Not a very good day we're having around here.

Decidido, no comer pollo en restaurantes, puaj. Y si el camarero lleva peluca...

Voy a ver el Ala.


Tom Waits - Town with no cheer

Well it's hotter 'n blazes and all the long faces
there'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier
there'll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo
from Melbourne to Adelaide on the overlander
with newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotives
the train stopped in Serviceton less and less often
There's nothing sadder than a town with no cheer
VicRail decided the canteen was no longer necessary
there no spirits, no bilgewater and 80 dry locals
and the high noon sun beats a hundred and four
there's a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe store
This tiny Victorian rhubarb
kept the watering hole open for sixty five years
now it's boilin' in a miserable March 21 st
wrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson's curse
the train smokes down the xylophone
there'll be no stopping here
all ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer
no Bourbon, no Branchwater
though the townspeople here
fought the Vic Rail decree tooth and nail
now it's boilin' in a miserable March 21 st
wrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson's curse
the train smokes down the xylophone
there'll be no stopping here
all ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer

bueno tarde pero lo hice.

aquí estoy, con leich, he llegado hace un rato porque soy un gusano en la mina.
no tengo demasiado que decir hoy. además lama brasea.
llevo dos días sin ver el ala y eso me consume, necesito información, no sé a qué pavo van a perdonar... espero que a los dos. y cuando digo pavo digo pavo de animal. ay ay

hay una policy de percheros. es algo que hay que comunicar al mundo.
y dos señores nos han otorgado una rendición de Peter Cetera, digna de poner hoy:


If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, no, baby please don't go
And if you leave me now, you'll take away the very heart of me
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, no, baby please don't go
A love like ours is love that's hard to find
How could we let it slip away?

We've come to far to leave it all behind
How could we end it all this way?
When tomorrow comes and we'll both regret things we said today

A love like ours is love that's hard to find
How could we let it slip away?

We've come to far to leave it all behind
How could we end it all this way?
When tomorrow comes and we'll both regret things we said today

If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, no, baby, please don't go


el ooo ha quedado especialmente brillante.

car feliz

cumpleaños de caramir, hija de lámathor of gondor.

yo me he escapado, en una actuación digna de steve mcqueen.

(nota: por culpa de esta interrupción festiva, hoy no podré ver el ala)

dije ayer que compré a aviar II? lo hice.

para concluir, dejamos testigo de la persecución, banda sonora del día a día, cuyo tono resuena en el fondo de nuestras cabezas como el incesante pitido de mi oído izquierdo.


All my lifetime I've done wrong
Never thinking I belonged
And my problems stay with me
'Cause my thoughts lie with she

She was my girlfriend though I was mean
Always there in my hour of need
I took for granted her gentleness
And have to live without her sweet caress

And as I light me a cigarette
My heart is falling in my breast
And as I lie me down to rest
There's a mountain of regret

I turned my back on her true love
All my friends and the Lord above
And my drinking dragged me down
To the bars in cabbage town

And as I light me a cigarette
My heart is falling in my breast
And as I lie me down to rest
There's a mountain of regret

And as I sit here feeling low
Wondering why she had to go
I know, I see through my disgrace
The perfect beauty of her face

And as I light me a cigarette
My heart is falling in my breast
And as I lie me down to rest
There's a mountain of regret

pondré los 5 hábitos extraños pero no puedo seguir la cadena porque no conozco gente. y lama es muy normal. quizá podría poner los de leyi. bueno, leyi, lospadelcampo, si quieres, pon tus cinco hábitos extraños. aunque tienes unos cuantos más, eh pequeño loco enviado del averno?

5 hábitos que yo considero perfectamente normales:

- leer la última frase de un libro antes de empezarlo por si mueres antes de acabarlo. menos harry, porque no quiero ni pensar qué clase de afterlife tendría si me muriese sin terminar de leer harry.
- no pisar rejillas de ventilación en la calle porque se hunden y me caigo dentro y me muero.
- dar el primer trago de la couk recién abierta.
- nunca dejar ninguna actividad a medias, por ejemplo si veo el ala oeste, veo el ala oeste, no vale ver un episodio de el ala y luego ver un par de lost y luego seguir con el ala. si veo el ala, veo el ala. igualmente si veo regreso al futuro I, debo ver regreso al futuro II y III. seguidas. si leo lemony snicket's leo lemony snickets 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 y 11. seguidos. si leo asterix leo los 33 libros de asterix. seguidos. y así durante varios días hasta que termino mi actividad y paso a otra.
- no puedo pasar por delante de leyi sin decirle hola. aunque hayan pasado 10 segundos desde la última vez que pasé por delante de ella.

por lo demás, el pollo que no es de casa, se nota.

starts with a burst
a little word
the sounds so loud and high
it cant be heard
and that's all
you can be sure of
so don't say a word
caught up underneath
just before the flood
a fight you've have and lost
a hundred to one
but that's all
you ever wanted
so we'll be good
the strangest things
are happening to me
i've been away all the time
in the end it plain enough to see
it'll carry away
carry away
it's not in the marrow
but it's in the bone
you grind it down to nothing
until it leaves you whole
but that's all you can be sure off
so don't let go
and when it gets in your head
you stay for weeks
fallin out of bed
talking in your sleep
but i can't feel a thing
i don't understand you when you speak
the strangest things
are happening to me
i've been away all the time
in the end it's plain enough to see
it'll carry away
carry away

aquí todo el mundo está matao.
y eso que aunque hemos visto crash, también hemos visto european gigoló.
mierda de fotolog.
mierda de lunes.
mierda de no tener aviar.
y sobre todo, mierda de chaskis del infierno, no pienso volver a comerlos ni aunque me paguen por ello (una suma pequeña)
he limpiado el cuarto y lo he vuelto a ensuciar.
no he hecho el pollo.
y sólo voy por el episodio 6 de la segunda temporada del ala.
ahueco el ala, por hacer la gracia. gudbae.


I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

sábado, no pienso hacer nada (excluyendo ver el ala, of course).
no se aprecia pero voy de napoleon dyamite.
adious.

What can you say? There isn't much to tell.
I'm going down hill and i blame myself
I've been jumping at shadows
Thinking about my life

Everybody points their hand at me
I know I'm just a picture
of what I should have been
I've been jumping at shadows
Just thinking about my life

God have mercy I think I'm going insane
The Devil's been gettin' at me
He's got me down again
Got me jumping at shadows
Just thinking about my life

the glamour coon sisterhood army

una serie de factores hicieron posible el Loco de hoy.
Salí a las 3. Hice arroz y tortilla. Car me copió. Lama "olvidó" la cámara. Y vi Perdidos a las 7 de la mañana (gran capítulo).
Que alguien le diga que se quite ya los patines.
Bueno, yo me voy a ir a dormir porque bueno, tengo sueño.
Corn Flakes desayuno completo
Agora mais sabrosos e mais estaladiços.

LET'S BE OUTRAGEOUS, LET'S MISBEHAVE!!

You could have a great career,
And you should;
Yes you should.
Only one thing stops you dear:
You're too good;
Way too good!

If you want a future, darlin',
Why don't you get a past?
'Cause that fateful moment's comin' at last...

We're all alone, no chaperone
Can get our number
The world's in slumber--let's misbehave!!!

There's something wild about you child
That's so contagious
Let's be outrageous--let's misbehave!!!

When Adam won Eve's hand
He wouldn't stand for teasin'.
He didn't care about those apples out of season.

They say that Spring means just one little thing to little lovebirds
We're not above birds--let's misbehave!!!

It's getting late and while I wait
My poor heart aches on
Why keep the breaks on? Let's misbehave!!!

I feel quite sure affaire d'amour
Would be attractive
While we're still active, let's misbehave!

You know my heart is true
And you say you for me care...
Somebody's sure to tell,
But what the heck do we care?

They say that bears have love affairs
And even camels
We're merely mammals--let's misbehave!!!

la sal de la vida es, sin duda, un perro y un raccoon bailando (car, su legado)

Hoy he comido natillas como las del cole.
Lost in the West Wing. Qué gran serie que idear.

In the jungle the merry jungle I'm feeling good vibrations
oink oink

mi canción favorita:

Luna - Malibu Love Nest

honey, bunny, come on
it's time to put the diamonds on
in the bathroom on the plane, on the bus and
on the train
I'll write your name
in Malibu

inside Italian magazines
in my wishes and my dreams
on the walls and on the streets,
in the sand and on the beach
I'll write your name
in Malibu

you will call me Robespierre
put the powder in your hair
moonman light, this crooked sky
there is something in the air

Lúcison & Lechfunkel

Pienso que esto es lo mejor que ha existido nunca.
Gracias, Leyi, por esta sesión.
Una de las especies desciende de la otra; el hocico, las orejas... está claro.
No voy a poner nada más porque voy bastante behind schedule con el Ala.
El seat que hace ruido está aparcado en el mismo sitio a donde vino y luego se fue.
Hoy, Nick Cave, pues ya vuelve a tocar. Además hoy he hablado de él. Qué novedad.


With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face
Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass
She's got a house-big heart where we all live
And plead and council and forgive
Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed
Her glove of bones at her wrist
That I have held in my hand
Her Spanish fly and her monkey gland
Her Godly body and its fourteen stations
That I have embraced, her palpitations
Her unborn baby crying, "Mummy"
Amongst the rubble of her body
Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped
Her fingernails, all pink and chipped
Her accent which I'm told is "broad"
That I have heard and has been poured
Into my human heart and filled me
With love, up to the brim, and killed me
And rebuilt me back anew
With something to look forward to
Well, who could ask much more than that?
A West country girl with a big fat cat
That looks into her eyes of green
And meows, "He loves you", then meows again

Aiti y Pec Londrak 2003
Corté a Car.
Taken by Rapous.

La vida a veces es extremadamente aburrida, pero he comprado fresones de Huelva.
Me he encontrado a Wet en un autobús lleno. Mola ir con Wet en un autobús lleno porque siempre quiere sentarse y tu parte solidaria cede-tu-asiento-al-prójimo se ve forzada a desaparecer. Supongo que es una de las top 10 personas con las que más veces he ido en el autobús. Aquella abuela y su nieta que iban cada mañana en el 51 a Los Sauces deben ser el top 2. Molaría saber esas cosas. Aunque sean una extrema estupidez.
Hoy ponen el Comi, me veré obligada a pausar el Ala. Ratas.
Bueno, pues eso va a ser todo. Regálenme un Aviar nuevo. Yo lo pago, sólo no quiero ir a comprarlo.


I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown
Well what am I to do?
I know all the things around your head and what they do to you
What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?

Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

The troubled words of a troubled mind I try to understand what is eating you
I try to stay awake but its 58 hours since that I last slept with you
What are we coming to?
I just don't know anymore

Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don't think of you
I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you
What am I coming to?
I'm gonna melt down

Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
This is killing me
This is killing me


Wow, canción dedicada a Car, y me he dado cuenta después de ponerla.

Planea matarme de todas maneras.
Así que da igual.

Tengo sueño.
He ahuyentado a los espíritus. La casa está limpia.
Ha sido car, no veas, chapó.
Con gusto.
Ahora por culpa de Jaime veré The West Wing, que me está triunfando. Sobre todo Sam Seaborn, pero es que yo soy así.
He ido a un Todo a Cien a ver qué había y he estado a punto de comprar una escopeta de Hidalgo ahí con chapa de sherif. Pero me he rajao porque también había una pistola de Jack Sparrow y no he sabido elegir. Y claro, las dos ya eran 4 euros. Y sólo tenía 3'92. Dioses crueles (Ahora sí, Pablo).


Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Here's looking at you, kid.

huérfanas sin porvenir.

es que ayer vimos oliver twist, como dije. y ayer me parecía que tenía mucho sentido poner esta foto. ahora no sé, pero bueno, me da igual. el caso es que la vimos con Lúchman y me gustaría que saliese en la foto pero no es computable. error. error.
comimos helao. ay ay.
pues estoy redecorando el salón, a ver si car me mata. ya veremos. pero a ver cómo queda. además, se larga! creo que tiraré una de esas butacas por la ventana porque no las soporto más, tienen la mugre pegada desde 1974 y no se quita ni con ácido para baterías. añadimos el hecho de que no existe una superficie en esta casa que no contenga al menos una miga de pálomait, gracias en parte a Audrey, la nueva máquina.
Aviar murió ayer. estamos desolados todos. y lo peor, voy a tener que comprarme otro. le llamaré Aviar II claro. pero no es lo mismo. ay.
por lo demás, es otro domingo cualquiera, Pat y Car duermen y yo llevo sin ducharme ni se sabe. otro domingo cualquiera.

Sunday sunday here again in tidy attire
You read the colour supplement, the tv guide
You dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so late
Together the family around the table, to eat enough to speep
Oh the sunday sleep

Sunday sunday here again a walk in the park
You meet an old soldier and talk of the past
He fought for us in two world wars and says the england he knew
Is no more
He sings songs of praise every week but always falls asleep
For that sunday sleep

You dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so late
Together the family around the table to eat enough to sleep
And mother's pride is you epithet, that extra slice you will soon
Regret
So going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleep
Oh the sunday sleep

Pec y Camarón.
Ahora vivimos ahí.
Curioso.
Excuse me, but, what's curious? It is curious that you have been selected for this wand, when its brother gave you that scar.
Bien, pues ayer vi Pérdids, y El Comi, muy felizmente. A ver si la zorra de Ríos se pudre en el infierno, porque ya tiene telita la cosa. Mi salud mejora. La mental la dejaremos aparte.
Me resulta extraño estar en mi casa de día. Fuera hace frío. Sabe que los McCallister se van a Francia? Allí hace frío. ¿Este camión tiene tracción a las cuatro ruedas? (Tracción, ja, hola)
Supongo que hoy tocará ver Oliver Twist, siempre y cuando el hermano decida vivir. Who knows. Pues me pienso comer sus lentejas. Para quien no se haya enterado todavía, la vegetariana engulló cuatro albóndigas seguidas.
He puesto el disco que me regaló É. por mi cumple y ya se ha terminado y no me he dado ni cuenta. Me matará. Como siempre, por otro lado.
Lama, pon la foto de siete.jpg o me enfado.

...Stay in bed and sleep all day as long as it's Sunday...


One way out is all you're ever gonna get
From those who'll hand it out don't never let it upset you
Cos they'll put words into our mouths they're making us feel so ashamed

Making me take in the blame
Making me cold in the night
Making me question my heart and soul
And I think that it's not quite right

Hey! stay young and invincible
Cos we know just what we are
And come what may we're unstoppable
Cos we know just what we are

Feed your head with all the things you need
When you're hungry
Stay in bed and sleep all day as long as it's Sunday
Cos they'll put words into your mouth they're making you feel so ashamed

Mis padres.

Dice Damián que ha soñado con Lama y Car. (Informo aquí)
Estoy enferma y no pienso hacer nada en todo el día salvo quedarme en la cama y ver Perdidos, dado que el myspace está undergoing maintenance. Será porque es Viernes 13. O no.
Quizá haga un poco de turismo GoogleEarthiano. Ahora estoy en Leverkusen a ver si veo al Bayer. No lo veo, esto es algo así como Vallecas? Bagdad se ve de puta madre, deben de tenerlo bien vigilado. Car ha dicho que Bagdad era el Lower East Side. En a "wild guess" mwahaha
Ayer volvimos al Vips, Trect y yo. Lo de que no tengo remedio ya lo dije.
Bueno no puedo poner nada más, car es pesada. y es una puta. agresiva. estoy harta de vuestra agresividad.

A Little Soul - Pulp

Hey man, how come you treat your woman so bad?
That's not the way you do it, no no no
You shouldn't do it like that
I could show you how to do it right
I used to practice every night on my wife, now she's gone
Yeah, she's gone

You see your mother and me, we never got along that well you see
I'd love to help you but everybody's telling me you look like me
But please don't turn out like me
You look like me but you're not like me I know
I had one, two, three, four shots of happiness
I look like a big man but I've only got a little soul
I only got a little soul

Yeah, I wish I could be an example
Wish I could say I stood up for you and fought for what I thought was right
But I never did, I just wore my trenchcoat and stayed out every single night
You think I'm joking? Well, try me, yeah, try me. yeah come on, try me tonight
I did what was wrong though I knew what was right
I've got no wisdom that I want to pass on
Just don't hang 'round here, no, I'm telling you son
You don't wanna know me, oh that's just what everybody's telling me

And everybody's telling me you look like me, but please don't turn into me
You look like me but you're not like me I hope
I have run away from the one thing that I ever made
Now I only wish that I could show you -- wish that I could show you a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul

Pec en casa.
Comí con Delio hoy. Sí, en el Vips. Twas fun. como siempre. es tan mona.
Ha venido Trect y NO HA TRAÍDO NADA.
He vuelto a ponerme a escuchar Harry 5. no tengo remedio como ser humano y menos aún como persona.
Qué le vamos a hacer tronch.
Bueno, creo que eso va a ser todo, puesto que ha venido Jaime y está aquí. Obviamente.
Por cierto que ayer acabamos viendo The Constant Gardener y es un COÑAZO MORTAL del infierno. Antiu Xixona 100%. Ah, y comí los mejores spaghettis del universo y sólo deseo que llegue mi cumpleaños para volver a comerlos. Quedan 361 días. Mierda.
Bueno eso, adiós.

Pongo esta mierda porque hoy comienzo a bajar LOST para verlo mañana y pienso salir antes de comer por mis huevos como los de Santa Claus. AAAAHHHH

You look into my eyes
I go out of my mind
I can't see anything
Cos this love's got me blind
I can't help myself
I can't break the spell
I can't even try

I'm in over my head
You got under skin
I got no strength at all
In the state that I'm in

And my knees are weak
And my mouth can't speak

Baby, I'm too lost in you
Caught in you
Lost in everything about you
So deep, I can't sleep
I can't think
I just think about the things that you do (you do)
I'm too lost in you
(Too lost in you)

And I love my sister Lord knows how I've missed her She loves me And she knows I won't forget And sometimes I get jealous Of all her little pets And I get lonely, but I ain't that lonely yet

No ha sido un mal día. Comí pez. En casa.
Dije que hoy vería Maid In Manhattan, pero creo que no tengo fuerzas para una peli tan mala. Quizá sea día de Return of the King. No sé, no sé.
Ponen Lost en américa hoy, malditos cabrones suertudos que viven allí (sólo porque ven Lost dos días antes que yo).
En la calle había alguien tocando en la trompeta Can't Take My Eyes Off You, se oía en la lejanía míticamente. Me he acordado de Sean Moore y parecía que la ciudad molaba.
Echo de menos a Leyi. En la comida no sabía qué hacer con las huevas.
JA JA no tiré la basura ayer Lama! Como desafío. Lo haré hoy.

X-Ray Spex - I Can't Do Anything

I can't write
And I can't sing
I can't do anything
I can't read
And I can't spell
I can't even get to hell
I can't luv
And I can't hate
I can't even hesitate
I can't dance
And I can't walk
I can't even try to talk

Freedom tried to strangle me
With my plastic popper beads
But I hit him back
With my pet rat
Yeah I hit him back
With my pet rat

ha sido divertido jojojo
es una muestra del mausoleo.
traed vuestros edificios emblemáticos cuando vayáis por otras ciudades.
prometo hacerles fotos que estén bien y no guarrear con "invertir".
Hoy veré Flightplan. Creo. Tengo muchas opciones. Veremos. "Veremos, veremos".
Garfield se muestra muy cruel con una araña en el calendario de hoy. Más de lo habitual. Humor sádico.
Leyi se ha marchado hoy. No sé qué haré sin ella. Ah, sí. Nada, como siempre. Por un momento había olvidado mi condición.
Los martes son el peor día, digan lo que digan. Pero bueno, había cruasancitos.
...tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town...

mi canción favorita:

The Modern Lovers - Hospital

When you get out of the hospital
Let me back into your life
I can't stand what you do
I'm in love with your eyes

And when you get out of the dating bar
I'll be here to get back into your life
I can't stand what you do
I'm in love with your eyes

I can't stand what you do
Sometimes I can't stand you
It makes me think about me
That I'm involved with you

...But I'm in love with this power that shows through in your eyes

I go to bakeries all day long
There's a lack of sweetness in my life
And there's pain inside
You can see it in my eyes

There is pain inside
You can see it in my eyes
It makes me think about me
That I've lost my pride

...But I'm in love with this power that resides in your eyes

You live in modern apartments
Well I've even got scared once or twice
Last time I walked down your street
There were tears in my eyes

Well now these streets we all know
They help us cry when we're alone late at night
Don't you love them too?
Is that where you got your eyes?

Oh I can't stand what you do
Sometimes I can't stand you
It makes me think about me
How I'm involved with you

...But I'm in love with this power that shows through in your eyes

Your world---it is beautiful
I'll take the subway to your suburb sometimes
I'll seek out the things that must've been magic to you little girl mind

Now as a little girl you must've been magic
I still get jealous of your old boyfriends in the suburbs sometimes
And when I walk down your street
There'll probably be tears in my eyes

(I knew it would happen)

I can't stand what you do
Sometimes I can't stand you
It makes me think about me
That I'm involved with you

...But I'm in love with this power that shows through in your eyes

So when you get out of the hospital
Let me back into your life
I can't stand what you do
But I'm in love with your eyes

Mis nuevas luces de cumpleaños
Mi cuarto es una pequeña tómbola de luz y de coloooor, de luz y de colooor.
Por cierto que en navidad me tragué un rayo de luz.
Bueno, la vida ha vuelto a su cauce, quedan 364 días apestosos para que vuelva a ser mi super cumple.
Pero sólo unos pocos para volver a ver LOST. Ñañañañaña
Hoy he venido a comer a casa y ha estado bien, a pesar de haber podido permanecer sólo 20 minutos con mi Leich. Le he dao carne. Más mona...
Y estoy esperando que car haga el dibujo de ayer, pero todavía no se ha levantado de la cama. Stay tuned. Or not. Whatever.
Hoy toca torneo y no me apetece un chavo.
Mensajes:
Tractor: siempre serás un tractor, quiero mi melodía.
Gnomo: que no se ha muerto Alfredo Di Stefano, no insistas. ¿o quién es A.D? ¿es "sa! :**"?
Aithan: me gusta mi hamster y lo puse en el blog.
Lama: dame de comer.
Leich: I love you minime.
Bond: she knew she could fly like a bird...
Car: despierta, habrá espaguetis.
Pat: ¿en casa de quién?
Peter Paul: I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down, but it is not this day. This day we fight!
É: ja, lo has leído!
Salud!

Believe I'll go down to the city
Where the neon lights
all shine so bright and pretty
Where the night time girls
are always laughing
Movie stars are autographing there
There's so much that I want to see

Buy myself a store-bought suit
and a Stetson and a big fur coat
So the winter never gets in
Take myself down to the station
Ask the girl for information
about my trip for NYC

Got to see the empire's tallest building
Where the plane shot that big monkey
And they killed him
But I'm a fool to go on wishing
Might as well go on with my fishing
Oh Lord, I wish I was free

City lights keep calling me
Telling me to leave my country home
Leave my home

taaan tararaaan tararaaaan
tararaaaaaan tararaaaaaan tararaaaaaaaan
taaaaan taaaaaan taaaaaaaan

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY LADDIES!

el día ha llegado!
en 10 minutos comienza la gran sesión!
y la perra de car duerme, pues se va a enterar
got a lamp
cool
y castañas mmm
y unas medias baratas!
la felicidaaad
es ver el señoor y comer roscóoon
la felicidaaad

And I'm drinking to the day that I was made
And I'm sucking on my grown-ups lemonade

Yeah I'm a mean motherfucker now but I once was cool
Yeah I'm a bad motherfucker now but I once was cool
And I was born a long time ago today

(The Jesus and Mary Chain - Birthday)


are you ready to rock?
Oh can you party with me?
Can you show me a good time?

(Pulp - Party Hard)

Oh you can search far and wide,
You can drink the whole town dry.
You'll never find a beer so brown
But you'll never find a beer so brown
As the one we're drinking in our town.
You can kick your fancy ales.
You can drink em by the flagon.
But the only brew for the brave and true . . .
Comes from the Green Dragon!

(Merry & Pippin)

Home is behind
The world ahead.
And there are many paths to tread.
Through shadow,
To the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight

Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall...fade.

Bueno, lo siento. No había otra manera.
Gato y Perro de Portobello.
Gran episodio el del Comi de ayer.
Tal día como hoy hace 23 años, nació una patata.
Terminé con el roscón. Y tengo frío.
Mañana es el gran día de la vejez y la celebración del anillo.
Quiero regalos.

Prince or pauper, beggar man or thing
Play the game with ev'ry flow'r you bring
Dandelion don't tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock chimes
Dandelions don't care about the time
Dandelion don't tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

Tho' you're older now its just the same
You can play this dandelion game
When you're finished with your childlike prayers
Well, you know you should wear it

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailors lives
Rich man, poor man, beautiful, daughters wives
Dandelion don't tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

Little girls, and boys come out to play
Bring your dandelions to blow away
Dandelion don't tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

La navidad termina oficialmente hoy.
Espero que a todos os haya ido bien (mentira, me da igual)
Esta foto es del libro que me han traído los Reyes hoy.
Ni cenicero levitador, ni teletransportador, ni el lamborgini... pero bueno, mi libro me ha gustado.
He tenido que volverme a dormir ya que no había nada que hacer aquí. Comí roscón, claro.
Bueno, me despido, no sin antes recordar que mi cumpleaños y el de Bilbo y Frodo Baggins son dentro de 2 días. Eleventh-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable Hobbits. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.

Luna - Tiger Lily

sweet obscenity
bring her back to me
lost in her perfume
think i'm gonna sue
sweet obscenity
didn't i know it
didn't i call her name
stale cigarettes
crumble in your fingers
caught with a drink in my hand
edging to the door
sweet obscenity
didn't i know it
didn't i call her name
tiger lily girl
standin' cross-eyed in the corner
tiger lily girl
standin tongue tied in the corner
somethin' in her eye
tells that i should try
somethin' she might say
tells right away
somethin' in her eye
didn't i know it
didn't i call her name
tiger lily girl
standin' cross-eyed in the corner
tiger lily girl
standin tongue tied in the corner

Peko un día de Reyes.

Yo quería hacer unos Reyes pero parece que aquí la gente prefiere salir a hacer el memo.
Hemos comido en... sí, el Vips. Con Lama y Car. Y a pesar de que he salido con tiempo para no pillar corte de tráfico, lo he pillado, la cabalgata me ha alcanzado y he tenido que ir andando. "Destino cruel." como dices tú, eh?
Queridos Reyes Magos:
Este año he sido buena persona y no he escupido a nadie. Por eso quiero que me traigáis:
un viaje a nueva york
un refugio para animales
un anillo de plumas
las gafas de sol de aiti de benicàssim 2002
un lamborgini diablo
una avioneta
un poster de harry 4 de parada de autobús
un traje de arwen y otro de éowyn para jugar con car
un anillo único de verdad
una evenstar
una espada Sting auténtica
una espada Sinatra auténtica
un espejo de la bella y la bestia
una lámpara de esas en forma de seta roja y blanca
un concierto de nick cave
un cheque por valor de 50 millones de euros
un androide de protocolo
un jodido cenicero levitador
una kawasaki
un bolso de pelo rojo
una serpiente vegetariana
un stitch
una locomotora
un ratón!!!
que Roc vuelva a funcionar
una tiara de elrond
un barril de pipeweed de la south farthing.
un teletransportador
una playa
un planeta para mí
oro
incienso
mirra
no, mejor mirra no.

The one who says he ain't going anywhere
Everybody wants some heaven
Do you want to go to heaven?

Jai and Pec's same shoes.

También estaba Trufas, pero sus zapatillas no son iguales. Cuestión de élite, hombre.
Hemos comido en el Vips en la zona de fumadores. Se come mejor ahora, que no hay niños.
Ha venido Lama y han cerrado la pastelería así que no sé qué vamos a hacer, sin roscón...
Y nada, estoy estresada. Yupi. Shit.
Leich no ha venido y eso es cruel y ella sabe que tendría que haber venido. La pobre fue enviada a la tierra desde el infierno por su amo Lucifer y desde un pueblo perdido no puede hacer progresos para el dominio del mundo. Pero cuando vienes en forma de perro, qué puedes hacer?
Quedan 4 días para mi cumpleaños y el día de la gran trilogía. A red sun rises: blood has been spilt this night.
Well, see you.

Lay down
Your sweet & weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey's end

Sleep now
Dream-of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across a distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away

Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time

Don't say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

Piel de... Gallina! Gallina juega en mi equipo.

esto es un desastre.
pero bueno os jodéis (pat y car, por la presión)
y lama me da la brasa por teléfono. mujeeer
y nada, sherlock me recuerda a Alice, del cual me han alejado hoy, creo que hasta acabaré echándole de menos, al fin y al cabo tiene más gracia que la de ahora... madre mía. shouldn't say that outloud.
hay almendras. remember today, little brother. today, life is good.
quedan 5 días para mi cumpleaños y el visionado de El Señor. La espera se hace interminable.

i'm going to the darklands
to talk in rhyme
with my chaotic soul
as sure as life means nothing
and all things end in nothing
and heaven i think
is too close to hell
i want to move i want to go
i want to go
oh something won't let me
go to the place
where the darklands are
and i awake from dreams
to a scary world of screams
and heaven i think
is too close to hell
i want to move i want to go
i want to go
take me to the dark
oh god I get down on my knees
and i feel like i could die
by the river of disease
and i feel that i'm dying
and i'm dying
i'm down on my knees
oh i'm down
i want to go i want to stay
i want to stay

Car come New Year's Eve Flan.
¿me matará? there's only one way to find out!
aito también la ha puesto a ella, es tu día car! mwahahaha

ayer estuve con el trufas, el mentiras y pelo mojado. les dije que les pondría hoy en el fotolog, pero... no.
that's all.
primer día de trabajo del año, estaba cayendo en un sueño profundo tras el copioso menú de arroz y pollo y mandarinas por el que me he sentido extrañamente sajada. Ah y la ley anti-tabaco es una estupidez. Simplemente no inviten a niños a sus bodas, hombre. Si no se lo van a pasar bien, no van a llevar regalos, y les va a costar dinero a todos. Y como niña que soy, sé que no quieren ir en un principio. He dicho.
Tengo El Presidente y Miss Wade, pinta una gran noche de gran peli. So happy.
Para el que no se haya perk-atado: quedan 6 días para mi cumpleaños. Ya hay gente durmiendo en el portal para ser los primeros en darme mi regalo. Tranquilos, os recibiré a todos.

Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind.

People stop an' starin'
I can't even see their faces
only the shadows of their eyes.

Goin' where the sun keeps a-shinin'
through the pouring rain
goin' where the weather suits my clothes.

Bankin' off the north-east wind
sailin' on a summer breeze
skippin' over the ocean like a stone

Goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
through the pouring rain
goin' where the weather suits my clothes

Bankin' off the north-east wind
sailin' on a summer breeze
skippin' over the ocean like a stone

Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word they're sayin'
only the echoes of my mind

I won't leave my love behind

Happy new year

Is it all party party party down there?

galos venidos de lejanas tierras para abrumarme con vuestro odio, yo os enseñaré cómo sabe morir una gran reina, oh osiris!

último disco del año: everything must go
primer disco del año : highway 61 revisited
última peli del año: siete novias para siete hermanos
primera peli del año: esto es bailar / cry baby
cena: filetes
desayuno: filetes

Recordaremos estas campanadas como las que le vimos las bragas a Anne Igartiburu.
La pobre Leich sufrió por los hijos de puta que tiran petardos, que deberían arder en el puto infierno y ser víctimas de las más dolorosas y humillantes torturas, pero a lo tonto se puso ciega a filetes. Ya se ha ido, de vuelta con Bond, que estará matada de su partida de poker de anoche con sus amigos del campo.
Pero bueno, me debato entre volver a la cama o pasar el día zombie y acostarme a las 10 puesto que mañana es lunes. We'll see. Entretanto, mi consejo para este año recién estrenado es: compren sus calendarios de pared con antelación.

As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin for light in the darkness of insanity.
I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?