Terça Insana

Life is funny. The first time I was about to watch it, it would be with a friend's girlfriend and without him. It didn't take place. Today I was there, first time, and curiously with this same friend's girlfriend but not with him.

I recommend you going to Avenida Club in São Paulo on any Tuesday and have some fun for one hour and something.

But my point here is simple: one friend, two girlfriends, two different time-spaces. What is this all about??

Have a nice week.

My transparent screen!!

... and the place where I got the idea: http://www.flickr.com/photos/w00kie/sets/180637/

Choose your battles

wisdom, n, the ability to distinguish what is worth fighting for and what is not;

  -- d!!ctionary

The Difference...

Yada, yada, yada...

No, I'm not gonna shut this thing down. It's just that... hum, well, I just don't have as much time and patience to work on it as I had with my previous blog. 8106.du!!, this old one, was full of amusements and template details. In this one I just try to focus on the content, nothing else, and I think that more than ever I'm not very worried with who is reading but, as once a blogging-friend said, I'd only like to register interesting stuff for myself, this is the main purpose of it.

I'd like to tell ya now I'm happy and confident. This week was not so easy (and also not so hard) but was really fruitful. Kinda solved d-book's battery, got that Apple player and put it to work on Linux and... well, some other personal stuff I just don' wanna publish.

Oh, I was almost forgeting! I spent 8 days fully-veggie! No beef, chicken, fish or any other kind of meat for more than a week! It was cool, just an experiment, but with nice results. The main one: I didn't become green nor died. Well, I still didn't have any sashimi and THIS point is really critical.

Babe, d'wanna have some tonight??

Gotta work and drink some tererê in my brand new guampa now! (I post some pics later...)

by!!



Some remarkable quotes...


"I personally think you deserve more too."
  -- BB

"His name is Guybrush!"
  -- ^^

"Iae, Dom, o Zé ainda tá lá na pousada da chinesa??"
  -- Spy

"Now you'll realize how good it is to have such a roommate."
  -- 762

"Hehehehehe! Velho, eu tbm "te amo porque você conta piadinhas de pai." Hahahahahaha..."
  -- 762 (asf..)

"Vem comigo, que eu quero e cê também qué fazê o que eu quero, é VOCÊ e não alguém!" (ah tah!) "Dzinkana dessa rôpa, olha ki calor do cão!, acho que talvez melhore se eu abrir esse butão..."
  -- Rumbora

"Ai Pode?? Couldn't they put a better name on it??"

    -- Mum

Hehehe, yeah, now I have my own iPod! Hope for it to survive all my experiments. At this exact moment it's dead over my desk at home. I killed it from here trying to figure out what happened to its filesystem, but I believe it'll make it after some restore attempts.

For those who don't know what an iPod is, try its official website at www.apple.com/ipod.

If you already know what it is about and mainly if you have your own, have a look at these two pages: iPodLinux Project and its screenshots.

[ short break for you to have a look at the sitez above ]

Yeah, that's it. Run Linux on it. You'll pir8 on the functionalities it'll get!!


Free Software rulz!!

5 people...

"You shouldn't feel guilty. You must respect your feelings and talk about'em otherwise they'll come back much stronger."


"Looking from outside I don't agree with you but I can understand your point."


"You acted like MichellO."


"Who told you it wouldn't be hard??"


"I never wanted to be tough for you to be my boyfriend..."

X(

"I wanna go home, take me home now!"

"I didn't sleep last night. I wanted to spend the night with you. Since early morning I'm waiting for the moment I would be with you, thinking how I could spend less time with other stuff just to have more time to be with you. Then I enter your car and you treat me this way..."

"Yes, you are tripping."

Campos do Jordão, Feb/2005

Nada

Eu não vou falar de amor e nem vou falar do tempo, eu não vou dizer nada além do que estou dizendo. Eu não vou dizer o que realmente penso, até mesmo porque não tenho nada a dizer. Eu não vou dizer o que realmente sinto, até mesmo porque não é o que eu quero fazer. Eu não vou falar de culpa e nem de arrependimento mas só do que eu digo agora e aqui neste momento. Eu não vou falar de novo o que eu falei e não vou falar de mim nem de ninguém. Eu não vou falar de coisas que eu não sei e nem vou falar do que eu conheço bem. Eu não vou contar uma história, nem vou dar explicação, eu não vou falar de flores e nem da televisão, eu não vou falar de nada, eu não vou falar de nada e isso é só o que basta pra prender sua atenção.

  -- Eu Não Vou Dizer Nada (além do que estou dizendo), Titãs


    Women get it wrong when they complain about media images of women. Men understand that not everyone has Bardot's breasts, or Jamie Lee Curtis's neck, or Felicity Kendall's bottom, and we don't mind at all. Obviously we'd take Kim Basinger over Hattie Jacqes, just as women would take Keanu Reeves over Bernard Manning, but it's not the body that's important, it's the level of abasement. We worked out very quickly that Bond girls were out of our league, but the realization that women don't ever look at us the way Ursula Andress looked at Sean Connery, or even in the way that Doris Day looked at Rock Hudson, was much slower to arrive, for most of us. In my case I'm not at all sure that it ever did.
    I'm beginning to get used to the idea that Laura might be the person I spend my life with, I think (or at least, I'm beginning to get used to the idea that I'm so miserable without her that it's not worth thinking about alternatives). But it's much harder to get used to the idea that my little-boy notion of romance, of glances, had no basis in reality at all. That's what women ought to get all steamed up about; that's why we can't function properly in a relationship. It's not the cellulite or the crow's feet. It's the... the... the disrespect.

        -- High Fidelity, Nick Hornby

X( :: still guilty...

awk

(listening to Led's All My Love fantastic solo, weekend)

Hey ma' friend, I miss our old times. Behind my eyes I was really expecting that stupid "Nomi" to put you away from this faraway country and bring you bAck home! =)


(listening to ceiling's fan, already March 8th)

Baby... I just can't find a way to write this paragraph and not delete it. ó.ò


"Hey Bobby Marley, sing something good to me..."
  -- Manu Chao, "Mr. Bobby"


I feel awkward.


Planet of the Apes. The new one is better and more philosophical.


Hey! There's a fourth person *living* here since Saturday. She broke up with her boyfriend/husband, got ALL her stuff and is now my older sister, ha ha ha...


My part of the secret is not only with me anymore.


Restarted playing Monkey4. Sorry, Babe, you MUST play Monkey1 before this one. I promiss you'll have your own copy!


"Eu quero levar uma vida moderninha..."
  -- Ultrage A Rigor, "Ciúme" -- I can play this song on the guitar now.
("Guitar"? Oh, man, for a second I kinda missed Manobidus' rehearsals...)


I don't have a band anymore. YARC (Yet Another Rush Cover) is pratically dead. I played the drums about twice this year. I don't have WHO to play with, WHAT to play, WHERE to do it nor WHEN. I don't have the guts anymore, unfortunately. Perhaps this will come back some day. I hope...


"Oh, Zezinho, you two have SO much in common..."

"How can you be so patient??"

  -- MiL (Mother in Law...)


"You two look to already dance!!"
  -- Hehhehe, today I danced some Merengue and Forró in my first class. I'm starting to believe I can make it...


Ilex paraguariensis, Erva Mate, Yerba Mate. It's making more addicts every day in the office, HAUhuAHuhAuhUAhuHUhuAhuHAuhUAHuhuAHuA...


It's not a matter of forgiving. Forgiveness comes when one can really trust that's not gonna happen again.


ID, or The Institute, is going to close its doors and leave to Recife. It's a pity...


(my mind is as disorganized as this post...)


Wish you were here 2, ^^...

!! awkward

Fuckin' spoken words!

"Someday you're gonna realize I am as terrible with spoken words as I am good with written ones."
  -- ^^

Me too. Dammit, me fuckin' too! Why does it take so long for me to organize my ideas, my thoughts and put'em into words?? Ok, I write, and this role I can play as well as I can get, 'cause I have as much time as I want. If I want to write badly, quickly, without thinking too much (as I am doin' right now) I can, but even this way it flows much better than when I'm there, face to face, and things need quick response. It's obvious, unless I could type a thousand words/minute, I will never type as fast as a real dialogue requests.

Fuck! Is there any course I could take or exercise I could practice to improve my fast-thinkin' abilities?? I'm pissed off right now! I think I'll put this goal as one of the main ones for this year. I just can't stand being this way anymore!! FUCK!!