had to do something and forgot about this. as usual when faults become ironic in the back of the book im reading it says the opposite of this. normally its attractive but today im feeling greedy. that's why im acknowledging errands. topics to satisfy a n energetic you:
who saw britneys documentary and nearly cried?
be honest,
ill be.
i felt her heart and ate my own.
im not embarrassed to say anything except that i love her.
mom called me on christmas and i felt like i was living through the phone cords. i was really calm until finding out that praxis was with jeffrey at the movies watcing that brad pitt film., and i almost cried out of jealousy. as always it ends when shes with that guy and i'm not.
happy three kings.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
feel bad for me and dont even think about anything else ,,
yesterday after stealing grained twisted vanilla sugar like the pepper we use to have at home i ran. i was running after Alberto wanting to jump on his back in the midst of a caffeine spree from spains natural best cafe con leches. i hit one of those stupid metal things that stick up out of nowhere to seperate the sidewalks from the street and fell on my face in front of twenty million cristmas shoppers with kids who seemed to have a lot of spirit while watching me lay loudly.. thats all im feeling right now. real pain. and then you know what happened. i lost my camera.
but nothings that bad. had a good sushi party inmy flat yesterday.
and this is proof:
but nothings that bad. had a good sushi party inmy flat yesterday.
and this is proof:
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
to the husband i've always wanted:
one of the many things to put under the notch of all the things i can do either on a bedpost and or belt:
not only am i good at making things from scratch but i can turn a simple crepe into a halfly kebab own creation filled with many many's master piece. if you want a piece of this then you'll want a piece of me.
who knows anything about christmas and what im going to finally do today?
YOU SAID IT..
christmas card galore, with elenor, vintage cafe? you're invited for the ride if you dare to compete with me. hey miko if you read this give me a sign becaue i want some more of that fresh music. that "koka kora" shit you've been brewing up. like a catalog. im here waiting. very cold today but on a good day you get to feel this. when sitting on my couch and not really eating:
not only am i good at making things from scratch but i can turn a simple crepe into a halfly kebab own creation filled with many many's master piece. if you want a piece of this then you'll want a piece of me.
who knows anything about christmas and what im going to finally do today?
YOU SAID IT..
christmas card galore, with elenor, vintage cafe? you're invited for the ride if you dare to compete with me. hey miko if you read this give me a sign becaue i want some more of that fresh music. that "koka kora" shit you've been brewing up. like a catalog. im here waiting. very cold today but on a good day you get to feel this. when sitting on my couch and not really eating:
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
on the other side of my left nose. this is what goes on:
looking out my window right now feeling good about relaxing in the living room for once. its a nice feeling that i only get during morning s starting rituals with afrian chocolate black tea in my new mug. and i'm writing shit.
lets get down to business.
i won't lie to you when i say i haven't been up to par with all the promised christmas cards that you'd imagine to be made on a regular basis with a factory contraption thousands a little splashes of paint running all over my fingers and there's nothing like a hot shower after that. the thing is i haven't been as busy as I've forced myself to think though I've been feeling conceptually tired. I'm dead water stagnant. life- less. invisible. all because I'm a little sick with this mountain of snot clogging my noses regular formality. and you know i got the whole bones aching going on. but when i smell chocolate at least for a second i feel absolutely better. if someone could get me a fountain or a life time endless finger snapping elf who can make me all the caramel machiatos, or hot chocolate with pandesal kinda thing. i d be set i know it.
irene's making something smeelling like that right now.
and i noticed:
some days i feel really good about being a teacher.
yesterday for example the kids got really into this sporadic game i made up. those eight year olds just jump on anything that has to do with points a competition and a self made winner. so they drew these things on the black board and i make them write the name of whatever they were drawing in english and it got real exciting. Sergio won with his entire marine life huge mural learning things like dolphin island orca. and on,.. twnety three points.
take a look caca's:
lets get down to business.
i won't lie to you when i say i haven't been up to par with all the promised christmas cards that you'd imagine to be made on a regular basis with a factory contraption thousands a little splashes of paint running all over my fingers and there's nothing like a hot shower after that. the thing is i haven't been as busy as I've forced myself to think though I've been feeling conceptually tired. I'm dead water stagnant. life- less. invisible. all because I'm a little sick with this mountain of snot clogging my noses regular formality. and you know i got the whole bones aching going on. but when i smell chocolate at least for a second i feel absolutely better. if someone could get me a fountain or a life time endless finger snapping elf who can make me all the caramel machiatos, or hot chocolate with pandesal kinda thing. i d be set i know it.
irene's making something smeelling like that right now.
and i noticed:
some days i feel really good about being a teacher.
yesterday for example the kids got really into this sporadic game i made up. those eight year olds just jump on anything that has to do with points a competition and a self made winner. so they drew these things on the black board and i make them write the name of whatever they were drawing in english and it got real exciting. Sergio won with his entire marine life huge mural learning things like dolphin island orca. and on,.. twnety three points.
take a look caca's:
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
FIRST READ THIS:
http://www.theonion.com/content/node/34198?utm_source=Distributed&utm_medium=Embedded%2BHTML&utm_campaign=Widgets
ken, the thing is this:
it would've been utterly rude and demeaning of me to simply ignore your well sought out attempt of trying to help me understand the differences between the men in europe and the ones laid ashore back home. a merely disappointing article. annoying with points of amusement though once shared with the following madrileno and prime time roman seductioionist me and him met on clear grounds with our views on outsiders stupidity. i cant call myself anything but I've been on enough swooning dates to last twenty years worth of tuna cans.
a little girl can run into disney land and almost die from its gripping attempt to catch her in and eat her like a ball rolling down a hill for ten hours. this can happen for three months and she wont be bored as shes sliding through a new land with offers. included:. instead of seeing ugly strangers all day shes captivated with the huge ears of dumbo and gets to ride on top of a mountain while feeling dizzy after sitting through circular motioned moving teacups. my point is that you can send any american to europe and simply by its lack of modern effort, ancient bricks and tassels --immediately LOVE prevails. men can find some unable though sometimes able foreigner a little appealing depending on the size shape and overall package. it should be the same here as it is anywhere else but the difference i think is the depth. in any sense there's guys who are all the same molded into their natural forced womanizing ways just as there are ones who find something special and know some things special willingly enough to share it with a little someone who manages to snag some attention for a well worth while. the deal of difference is really nothing. because of the environment european men are surrounded by whether its there mother's tight leash and lack of need for rebellion or the fact that they're these old rebuilt ruins everywhere. though, i think, it could be the fact that they know the map, geography something that most americans gripe with---kidding-- the style of life is homier, and can that make a man more romantic and inclined to take the ten extra steps to swoon you off your feet? maybe. im sure it depends on the father. jk im sure it depends on his motives, im sure it depends on the nature of things. on the person in any case they are as i can simply tell much more polite. respectable, even in their way to pick you up and take you over... maybe its just that it works. they buy you drinks easily enough to lay the cards out for you.
Ive been tallying the differences between madrid and SF so far noticing the lights, here remaining in an exact almost romantic almost misty dim shade. low clouds as to imagine oneself touching the skys ceiling while only moving an inch. the metro and buses are very clean as opposed to the shit we ride filled with trash and old bitten spit out seeds. the old women with their fur coats run everywhere and sometimes give you this ranged look of disapproval . depending on the area the moood is different. i think the madrilenos left here have high standards of life. they relax when wanting to relax and they work when times permitted. through many conversation i've noticed how degrading america looks from europe's point of view. most people are damply into visiting new york though no one rests interested in our politics and way of living. i dont know if way of living can even be defined nor do i know enough to speak about anything factual , but im just thinking about all these things and here i feel more embraced less cold and yesterday it was actually snowing.
but i couldnt really write about this. becuas e i'm not a guy nor fully european. but here's a real life version of what a real euro moving man thinks:
http://www.theonion.com/content/node/34198?utm_source=Distributed&utm_medium=Embedded%2BHTML&utm_campaign=Widgets
ken, the thing is this:
it would've been utterly rude and demeaning of me to simply ignore your well sought out attempt of trying to help me understand the differences between the men in europe and the ones laid ashore back home. a merely disappointing article. annoying with points of amusement though once shared with the following madrileno and prime time roman seductioionist me and him met on clear grounds with our views on outsiders stupidity. i cant call myself anything but I've been on enough swooning dates to last twenty years worth of tuna cans.
a little girl can run into disney land and almost die from its gripping attempt to catch her in and eat her like a ball rolling down a hill for ten hours. this can happen for three months and she wont be bored as shes sliding through a new land with offers. included:. instead of seeing ugly strangers all day shes captivated with the huge ears of dumbo and gets to ride on top of a mountain while feeling dizzy after sitting through circular motioned moving teacups. my point is that you can send any american to europe and simply by its lack of modern effort, ancient bricks and tassels --immediately LOVE prevails. men can find some unable though sometimes able foreigner a little appealing depending on the size shape and overall package. it should be the same here as it is anywhere else but the difference i think is the depth. in any sense there's guys who are all the same molded into their natural forced womanizing ways just as there are ones who find something special and know some things special willingly enough to share it with a little someone who manages to snag some attention for a well worth while. the deal of difference is really nothing. because of the environment european men are surrounded by whether its there mother's tight leash and lack of need for rebellion or the fact that they're these old rebuilt ruins everywhere. though, i think, it could be the fact that they know the map, geography something that most americans gripe with---kidding-- the style of life is homier, and can that make a man more romantic and inclined to take the ten extra steps to swoon you off your feet? maybe. im sure it depends on the father. jk im sure it depends on his motives, im sure it depends on the nature of things. on the person in any case they are as i can simply tell much more polite. respectable, even in their way to pick you up and take you over... maybe its just that it works. they buy you drinks easily enough to lay the cards out for you.
Ive been tallying the differences between madrid and SF so far noticing the lights, here remaining in an exact almost romantic almost misty dim shade. low clouds as to imagine oneself touching the skys ceiling while only moving an inch. the metro and buses are very clean as opposed to the shit we ride filled with trash and old bitten spit out seeds. the old women with their fur coats run everywhere and sometimes give you this ranged look of disapproval . depending on the area the moood is different. i think the madrilenos left here have high standards of life. they relax when wanting to relax and they work when times permitted. through many conversation i've noticed how degrading america looks from europe's point of view. most people are damply into visiting new york though no one rests interested in our politics and way of living. i dont know if way of living can even be defined nor do i know enough to speak about anything factual , but im just thinking about all these things and here i feel more embraced less cold and yesterday it was actually snowing.
but i couldnt really write about this. becuas e i'm not a guy nor fully european. but here's a real life version of what a real euro moving man thinks:
Next topic: What about us, what about "Euromantics"?
Mmm... I'm seeing a new point of view.
Obviously, everything depends on the culture, the way of living, the clichés. Taking this into account, let's go for it:
An american woman coming to Europe might be subconsciously thirsty of mediterranean sunbathed men talking with a whispering exotic accent they don't even understand while having a typical food which is not McDonalds under the lights of a picturesque terrace in a hidden little old street ten minutes away from a 500 years old monument created by the guy's ancesters.
I know I'm exagerating, but like South Park does - have I ever talked about that show? - this exagerations are in the end slight distorted portraits of REAL things. Ok?
Europe, physically, historically, with it's charming cities, seems a very beautiful place where the most magical dates can happen, where "making love in the sea while watching the lights of Barcelona" seems to sound better than "fucking in a car in front of the San Francisco bridge".
That girl wasn't right. We're obviously different because we've raised influenced by these cities' shapes and by these old countries histories which maybe America doesn't have the same way, but I'm sure if she had met an american guy living in Rome for the past 2 years he would have behaved the same way, taken her to the same spots, trattorias...
I don't believe in national clichés. I don't know too many american guys: Joe from Oregon seemed to be an American Pie like guy. Ken seems to be more of an intelectual guy.
I don't believe in national clichés. That bitch was judging a whole culture which was never owned specifically by the single guys she met. She was assigning them all the good things of something which is not individual.
Ken, don't worry, being "european" the way you think is not just a number on a passport. It's only on your personal behaviour. Euromen may just take profit of the enviroment. So, why wouldn't you be able to do the same thing?
Who's romantic is romantic, here and in China.
...
P.D.: Interesting Films: Leolo, Delicatessen.
...
Good night.
And to show you my proud for Europe is not incompatible with my respect for North America, I will tell you, this good music wouldn't exist with the US. There's things we sometimes forget, and we shouldn't.
Family guy
Woody Allen
The simpsons
Europe surviving two World Wars without speaking german
Bob Dylan
Bruce Springsteen
South Park
The Strokes
Marvin Gaye
Kubrick
Kings of Leon
Hollywood's good movies
Platters
Salinger
Capote
Marilyn Monroe
Warhol
Edison
Lincoln
Kennedy,
F.S.Fitzgerald,
Poe,
G. W. Bush -well, maybe not this one-
the Olsen twins (...)
The A Team
All the contemporary poets you love
Art movements in California which mostly are hipsters with moustaches and modern clothes, but sometimes really light a new thing.
ßilly Wilder in America
Hitchcock filming in America
Indie groups
Kings of Leon
Kings of Convenience
Porn
...
Un beso Carla,
Sigue aprendiendo español.
Te quiere,
Alberto le Charlatán.
EuroProud Spanish Poet Mayoral Dry Castellano
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