Life Is Hard :: E un mondo difficile :: La vie est dificil :: Pinche Vida Dura
miércoles, octubre 29
Well, I found out whay things like these are happening to me everyday: I want to be a radical but don't have the nerves to do it.
When I'm drunk
Sorting nights inside out just for the sake of being free, for being fair with me and just me. Leaving empty bottles of wine over a tabletop that no waiter wants to take a peek inside. Asking what my frequency is and if the world is in tune with it. I bet is not, not a minute, not a mile, just some gracious and peevish way of telling me I'm not fitting in.
And then your hands, those hands that seems far away and underwater as well.
Tell me I'm pretentious and self-indulgent, that's okey. If I sing "Sapore di mare" with a little more tenderness would you love me? Point is, I'm not longing for a luxury life, just wanting to be by your side, swimming over the honey and milk that drifts from these cerros, from these n?speros. Loving fruits of the earth, with colors equal to none.
Shame on the neighbour who took all of them for her.
Would you stay awake late with me... no. That's a frantic call on the wilderness. I know it's ilegal but it's real.
So is my screen. Time to finish up.
Sorting nights inside out just for the sake of being free, for being fair with me and just me. Leaving empty bottles of wine over a tabletop that no waiter wants to take a peek inside. Asking what my frequency is and if the world is in tune with it. I bet is not, not a minute, not a mile, just some gracious and peevish way of telling me I'm not fitting in.
And then your hands, those hands that seems far away and underwater as well.
Tell me I'm pretentious and self-indulgent, that's okey. If I sing "Sapore di mare" with a little more tenderness would you love me? Point is, I'm not longing for a luxury life, just wanting to be by your side, swimming over the honey and milk that drifts from these cerros, from these n?speros. Loving fruits of the earth, with colors equal to none.
Shame on the neighbour who took all of them for her.
Would you stay awake late with me... no. That's a frantic call on the wilderness. I know it's ilegal but it's real.
So is my screen. Time to finish up.
martes, octubre 28
sábado, octubre 25
viernes, octubre 24
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martes, octubre 21
There was, as stated on my other site:Trikinhuelas an interruption on the Internet service and I was offline for almost 3 days. That was painful, other time I remeber having this same feeling was back in 1994 when, for my own good, decided to stop using Internet. It seemed (then and now) that life was worthless, didn't have a meaning and empty in a surrealistic sense. I mean, it was full of life but none of the things that matters (pun intended) where present.
This is scary, ain't it?. Or for some people I know it's scary. Not for me, not even the first time.
This is scary, ain't it?. Or for some people I know it's scary. Not for me, not even the first time.
sábado, octubre 18
Allergic Reactions
Me and my nose, dripping the remains of the inhaled bugs that float like dust over the saturday sunbeam that silently lands on my feet.
Exciting sneezes and woobly sounds. Black water that flows from the faucet. Lots of frustration.
martes, octubre 14
Feeling sick. Fire in my stomach, in my throat. Going for some medicine. This is what happens to working people, with pressure on their lives, but me? I can't understand. I could if I drank or smoke but not me.
Fire in a hole in my abdomen.
Fire in a hole in my abdomen.
sábado, octubre 11
Those aluminum boxes are really heavy, but that's a consecuence of being Heavy Duty.
Thursday I went with this girl to watch a soccer game and, between shouts and noises, she asked me lots of things. Then I got back to the lab and at 8pm I went to see a movie. It's called "The Other Side Of The Bed", very very funny. And guess who was one of the main actresses? Paz Vega, a really nice girl that I like very much.
This are only good news.
Thursday I went with this girl to watch a soccer game and, between shouts and noises, she asked me lots of things. Then I got back to the lab and at 8pm I went to see a movie. It's called "The Other Side Of The Bed", very very funny. And guess who was one of the main actresses? Paz Vega, a really nice girl that I like very much.
This are only good news.
miércoles, octubre 8
martes, octubre 7
Continuing last story:
To me, it seems that whenever you find somebody that you haven't seen for years lots of memories come back suddenly. Details you didn't even remeberd or maybe that you wouldn't want to take a minute to grab them again. This time I'm grabbing all I can.
This girl was only 6 years old when I had 13. My first impression whas that she was so little and her backpack so big. I also made an impression into her as I later knew. Her sister, with was in the same class as me, told me --My sister asked me about that cute boy, she says that you're so handsome.
This was starting to sound like Chuck Berry's "Memphis, Tenesse", best heard in the voice of John Lennon and with music played by The Beatles in the double album Live At The BBC.
As she lived few blocks away from my own home I could be found frequently at her house, homeworking with her sister, chatting with her mother, playing with her or, one of the most memorables episodes of that time, playing harmonica with her father, telling him that I didn't mind if my harmonica went from my mouth to his since I tought that saliva was the same for everyone in the world. So we became "saliva brothers".
Then I was always amazed with the motorcycle at the front door of her house. It was an old motorcycle with, could you belive?, a side car. And in front of the house was a park and I was there all the afternoons for almost 3 years.
And all that came and went. I moved to another city, far away from that family which was a big part of me and for a time I still was in touch, going there on vacation, sending letters and ocasionally calling them on the phone. Then I lost contact and just barely knew something when her sister sent me a few emails. But I think there was about 6 years where I didn't knew nothing.
Now I find her in the same university as me and taking classes right above the lab where I'm for the most part of the day. I asked her if she remembered me, she said yes and briefly told me about her sister getting married in 3 months, about her year in France and if I rememberd that she used to call me dad. Of course I rememberd, how that can be forgotten?
Until now, that all. Send comments to loauc@hotpop.com. Share your similar experiences.
To me, it seems that whenever you find somebody that you haven't seen for years lots of memories come back suddenly. Details you didn't even remeberd or maybe that you wouldn't want to take a minute to grab them again. This time I'm grabbing all I can.
This girl was only 6 years old when I had 13. My first impression whas that she was so little and her backpack so big. I also made an impression into her as I later knew. Her sister, with was in the same class as me, told me --My sister asked me about that cute boy, she says that you're so handsome.
This was starting to sound like Chuck Berry's "Memphis, Tenesse", best heard in the voice of John Lennon and with music played by The Beatles in the double album Live At The BBC.
As she lived few blocks away from my own home I could be found frequently at her house, homeworking with her sister, chatting with her mother, playing with her or, one of the most memorables episodes of that time, playing harmonica with her father, telling him that I didn't mind if my harmonica went from my mouth to his since I tought that saliva was the same for everyone in the world. So we became "saliva brothers".
Then I was always amazed with the motorcycle at the front door of her house. It was an old motorcycle with, could you belive?, a side car. And in front of the house was a park and I was there all the afternoons for almost 3 years.
And all that came and went. I moved to another city, far away from that family which was a big part of me and for a time I still was in touch, going there on vacation, sending letters and ocasionally calling them on the phone. Then I lost contact and just barely knew something when her sister sent me a few emails. But I think there was about 6 years where I didn't knew nothing.
Now I find her in the same university as me and taking classes right above the lab where I'm for the most part of the day. I asked her if she remembered me, she said yes and briefly told me about her sister getting married in 3 months, about her year in France and if I rememberd that she used to call me dad. Of course I rememberd, how that can be forgotten?
Until now, that all. Send comments to loauc@hotpop.com. Share your similar experiences.
I just found a friend from long time ago. It's a really special person and that can only mean good times are coming. It's almost time to leave Life Is Hard and start something more hopeful.
domingo, octubre 5
This morning I tried to stream using [dyne:bolic] but I kept getting an error, just after I made the connection. I have an account and there was another stream showing up on their page but I just couldn't get it to work.
sábado, octubre 4
Now I'm really interested in getting some aluminium boxes for my electric circuits. Here I can't find any chassis manufacturer nearby so I'm going to look in the little aluminium workshops that exist all around the town.
jueves, octubre 2
October 2nd will never be forgotten. 35 years before hundreds of students were murdered by mexican soldiers. Just to show how tough the government hand could be.
miércoles, octubre 1
Flowers from all fields. Shore Nostalgia. Moaning to the moon.
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