Saturday, March 25, 2006


He dormido
No me encuentro bien
Pero no importa eso no me va a impedir seguir viendo House
He soñado que iba a Camboya con Indiana Jones y Denzel Washington era un policía gordo y yo era su amiga y traíamos del pasado a zooey deschanel para rememorar cuando salíamos los tres juntos, porque ella había muerto. También iba en un barco pesquero y había tormenta, y también iba a la panadería y me atendía Paco y Lama me pedía que le comprase Azur de Puig (en la panade) y yo me olvidaba. Menos mal porque lo odio.
Es que he dormido muchas horas.
Ahora voy a comer, y luego voy a seguir viendo House con la mantita porque es lo que me merezco, una tarde de bienestar, huelga de higiene y buena televisión.


Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more ...Aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working. Good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

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