Rose
As I remember, Rose was beautiful as she could only be, but she might as well could’ve sported a fair warning “Thorns included”.
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It’s official
I am allergic to cats. Stamped and sealed!
Wearing glasses indoor, feeling and looking like Stevie Wonder
Today belladonna has messed my plans. I am kinda enjoying this.
The right person is wrong
When our failing persists, it is because we don’t have the guts to change ourselves.
Thought I’d share my "discovery" list
Let’s start with Mark Ronson, in particular feat. Nikka Costa on the track that gives the name of the album: Here comes the fuzz. Yeah, I was actually looking for the more commercial Stop me. Also for the new album of Annie Lennox.
The movie revelations this past week, for me, Stranger than fiction and Motorcycle Diaries. Also the French Film Festival openning last night with Persepolys, a must see, mainly in black and white. Revolutionary. Really.
See no books on the list? Maybe because I have stopped reading until further notice.
Every morning
Without fail, the robot takes over: makes coffee. drinks the coffee. Then the human takes over: he checks his Internet vitals. Then the robot goes to work.
Anything of the kind
The end of happiness is another way of dying. The fact that we know about it, doesn’t actually bring it. So, keep on walking, viva la resurrection.
Dedicated to the ones I love(d)
Underground thoughts
I still find it difficult to forgive you not really appreciating my presents. Also, their reckless and apparently irreversible lending to third persons I didn’t really care for.
Can anyone tell me what is the difference between VISA and Mastercard?
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That and why we don’t get debit for our good deeds? not counting that sometimes we don’t even get credit… Economy doesn’t rhyme well with me.
Bling-bling
Lately I have this scary reflex to reward myself. OK, spoil myself. Somebody stop me before I become broke again.
Today was buying-presents-day for: birthdays, imminent departure and me.
May I ask where is the switch off for the things coming my way, workwise? Capacity exceeded. Progress zero.
Apparently I will call Mr. Right Mr. Talk To You Tomorrow and it will be a hello, how are you, no reproaches call. ‘Cause so says my adviser in the matter of the hearts.
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