Bueno aqui car y yo en el pub donde cenamos brit food ayer.
estuvimos en el insufrible soho viendo a los ingleses desbocados que estan todos locos y son unos alcoholicos
pero covent garden es tan chachi...
bueno hoy he comido mil cosas en arancina y me he mojao porque claro, ha llovido, la vida es asi en inglaterra. car y yo hemos ido de viudas con nuestros velos y hemos pisado una couk y un senyor de gominola varias veces
aqui hay tantas chocolatinas de tantas clases... tantas tantas tantas...
luego habia un polaco cantando pornografia en polaco
y por supuesto aunque llueva la gente va vestida como si estuvieran en benidorm porque se creen que hace calor o algo asi. todos con sus chanclas.
he estado horas en el double decker bus por oxford street pero es mucho menos agobiante que la calle y asi no te mojas. a ver si el lunes hace bueno para ir de parquecitos a dar de comer a mas ardillas, pienso cebarlas a todas, son taaaaaan monas. leyi, te encantarian. y a boni tambien claro que intentaria perseguirlas.
estamos en ladbroke grove turns me oooon la la la
estoy cargando a bro, pobrecito, le he dado duro hoy. tambien he limpiao la habitacion de car esta manyana, es muy bonita, ya vereis los videos.
asimismo me he hecho una foto con un pallet chep que habia tirado en Tavistock Crescent. Ja Ja.
Bueno aun me quedan 24 minutos asi que voy a poner comments a banda como el arroz.
cuando vuelva quiero patatas fritas de lama.
tendria que sacar mi billete de vuelta a todo esto i think i will.
saludos!!!!
este ciber es infinitamente mejor que el de ayer, amigos. lo usare.


I spy a boy, I spy a girl.
I spy the worst place in the world,
in the whole wide world.
Oh you didn't do bad,
you made it out,
I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out.
Oh yeah I'll get out.
Can't you see the giant that walks around you seeing through your petty lives?
Do you think I do these things for real?
I do these things just so I survive.
And you know I will survive.
It may look to the untrained eye,
I'm sitting on my arse all day.
I'm biding time until I take you all on.
My Lords and Ladies,
I will prevail,
I cannot fail.
Cos I spy.
Oh I've got your numbers,
taken notes,
I know the ways your minds work;
I've studied.
And your minds are just the same as mine
except that you are clever swines,
you never let mask slip,
you never admit to it,
you're never hurried.
Oh no no no.
And every night I hone my plan
how I will get my satisfaction,
how I will blow your paradise away away, away.
Cos I spy.
And it's just like in the old days -
I used to compose my own critical notices in my head.
"The crowd gasp at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle,
skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop."
Imagining a blue plaque
above the place I first ever touched a girl's chest,
but hold on,
you've got to wait for the best.
You see you should take me seriously.
Very seriously indeed.
Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks,
smoking your cigarettes,
drinking your brandy,
messing up the bed that you chose together.
And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon,
and catch us at it in the front room.
You see I spy for a living,
and I specialise in revenge,
on taking the things I know will cause you pain.
I can't help it,
I was dragged up.
My favourite parks are car parks,
grass is something you smoke,
birds are something you shag.
Take your "Year in Provence"
and shove it up your arse.
Your Ladbroke Grove looks turn me on, yeah.
With roach burns in designer dresses,
skin stretched tight over high cheek-bones,
and thousands of tiny dryness lines beating a path to the corners of your eyes.
And every night I hatch my plan,
it's not a case of woman v man.
It's more a case of haves against haven'ts.
And I just happen to have got what you need,
just exactly what you need yeah.
La la la la la la la la la la,
in the midnight hour.
La la la la la la la la la la,
I will come to you,
I will come to you,
I will take you from this sickness,
dinner parties and champagne,
I'll hold your body and make it sing again.
Come on - sing again,
let's sing again, oh yeah,
Cos I spy,
yes,
I spy.
I spy a boy,
and I spy a girl.
I spy the chance,
to change the world,
to change your world.