Well. Not only life is weird. But so is the title of this post. Honestly, that is the first thing that came to my mind. And I am planning on really leaving it like that.
Weekend was good. Worth talking about Saturday, since we had a very good time downtown. Going to San Juan de Dios, eating a huge wonderful torta loca. (I didn't know that torta stand existed, it's like the best thing ever!). And pretty much just walking around downtown. It was honestly fun. A bunch of us went there, looking for games, etc. (I have to admit, Resident Evil 4 seems to be the game with the bestest graphics ever, and the gameplay really rocks too. Yup. I got it).
I haven't given my self the quiet time, or alone time, that I know I need. Being keeping my self busy and most likely will for a while. And even Sunday evening, when I thought I was going to just be with my self, I got a call from Enrique and well. A friend in need is a priority. It was all good at the end. And I know he will be fine eventually.
Well. That'd be it for safe record keeping. Heh.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Thursday, January 27, 2005
These Are The Days...
I have been in a weird mood lately. Much stuff in my mind. Retreating my self to that personal cocoon I built sometime ago inside of me. Keeping people I care for out. Not really because I don't want to share. Just because, at the moment, stuff doesn't seem that share-able.
...
Yesterday at the show Queen that was presented in my campus I surprised my self doing something. Again. Wishing I was up there. It hit me that I, once, was part of the performers and felt that thrill and excitement. Knew the applauds were for me too. The times of rehearsals. Etc. Everything came back to my mind. I realized that I didn't know most of the cast now. Before, I was at least acquainted with all of them. Now. Just a few faces I recognized. It was my space no more.
And then it hit me... I am always like that. No matter what I am doing. I keep wishing I was doing something else. Dreaming I was somewhere else. No matter what. Always. I neglect reality and even dislike it. I enjoy so much the fantasies I create in my mind. They always seem much better than what is actually going on around me. Then again, that perception, really is just in my mind.
Among other things... I will be working on that...
This blog. This space. Will maybe be on a break. Or at least, I won't write for the heck of it. For the habit of having something up here everyday. I will write whatever when I feel it's worth it. Records of events. Records of thoughts. And even the occasional senseless rant. But just because.
...
For a very good reason, this song from yesterday did hit me. Read it and you may see why.
THESE ARE THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ~Queen
Sometimes I get to feelin?
I was back in the old days - long ago
When we were kids when we were young
Thing seemed so perfect - you know
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin? - we just lived for fun
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don?t know
The rest of my life?s been just a show
Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true
When I look and I find I still love you
You can?t turn back the clock you can?t turn back the tide
Ain?t that a shame
I?d like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride
When life was just a game
No use in sitting and thinkin? on what you did
When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don?t know
Better sit back and go with the flow
Cos these are the days of our lives
They?ve flown in the swiftness of time
These days are all gone now but some things remain
When I look and I find no change
Those were the days of our lives - yeah
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing?s still true
When I look and I find
I still love you
I still love you
ps. cryptic messages for me...
Times in dreamland. Spaced out in my moon. Hoping and wishing. Not being around. Shadows in my sight. Straints in my heart. A talk with Mishka. Tears from us both. Bitter sweet smiles. Hugs of hope. Friendship prevails. Life seems to suck. Love hangs around. The show must go on.
...
Yesterday at the show Queen that was presented in my campus I surprised my self doing something. Again. Wishing I was up there. It hit me that I, once, was part of the performers and felt that thrill and excitement. Knew the applauds were for me too. The times of rehearsals. Etc. Everything came back to my mind. I realized that I didn't know most of the cast now. Before, I was at least acquainted with all of them. Now. Just a few faces I recognized. It was my space no more.
And then it hit me... I am always like that. No matter what I am doing. I keep wishing I was doing something else. Dreaming I was somewhere else. No matter what. Always. I neglect reality and even dislike it. I enjoy so much the fantasies I create in my mind. They always seem much better than what is actually going on around me. Then again, that perception, really is just in my mind.
Among other things... I will be working on that...
This blog. This space. Will maybe be on a break. Or at least, I won't write for the heck of it. For the habit of having something up here everyday. I will write whatever when I feel it's worth it. Records of events. Records of thoughts. And even the occasional senseless rant. But just because.
...
For a very good reason, this song from yesterday did hit me. Read it and you may see why.
THESE ARE THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ~Queen
Sometimes I get to feelin?
I was back in the old days - long ago
When we were kids when we were young
Thing seemed so perfect - you know
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin? - we just lived for fun
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don?t know
The rest of my life?s been just a show
Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true
When I look and I find I still love you
You can?t turn back the clock you can?t turn back the tide
Ain?t that a shame
I?d like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride
When life was just a game
No use in sitting and thinkin? on what you did
When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don?t know
Better sit back and go with the flow
Cos these are the days of our lives
They?ve flown in the swiftness of time
These days are all gone now but some things remain
When I look and I find no change
Those were the days of our lives - yeah
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing?s still true
When I look and I find
I still love you
I still love you
ps. cryptic messages for me...
Times in dreamland. Spaced out in my moon. Hoping and wishing. Not being around. Shadows in my sight. Straints in my heart. A talk with Mishka. Tears from us both. Bitter sweet smiles. Hugs of hope. Friendship prevails. Life seems to suck. Love hangs around. The show must go on.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Darned dry mouth
Today I woke up with a super dry mouth. One of those times in which even the tongue is like all dried up, lips, everything. As if the glands that produce saliva had gone on strike all through the night, and they were not quite fond of the idea of getting the job done even when I woke up.
I hate that feeling.
Anyway... Here I go tuesday!.
Cheers.
I hate that feeling.
Anyway... Here I go tuesday!.
Cheers.
Monday, January 24, 2005
An awful busy weekend...
As in busy because I had a lot to do. But not because I actually got anything worthy done. He he he. It was mostly parties and being out with friends. But still. It was busy indeed!. ^_^
Friday was Erik's party. Like some sort of welcome party to his new apartment and all. I, honestly, had a very good time. Couldn't stop laughing, and that is pretty much all I need to say the night was well worth living. A lot of people showed up and the place was packed. People needed to be outside and all. A lot of beer, chips, and some pizza. One of the things that I did like was that, at some point, Diana told us that her dad said she could stay longer, if and only if the padillas would drive her home later. Yay!. The guy trusts us big time!. He he he. It was really nice to see that we still give that image to people. As messed up as we can be, we are still nice guys.
So, good talks and good laughs. As they say, everybody talks of how the party was for them. And thus my brother has a whole different perspective. We already talked about that. I have honestly found it hard to make things match or work out when those two are together, as to feel them as a part of the group and all. I used to believe that Victor just wanted to be with her and not caring about us. Because it kind of seemed that way. It seems it hasn't been like that. Argh. This shouldn't be so complicated. So we will see how all that goes.
Anyway, the night ended pretty fine.
Saturday morning... Darn!... Waking up early is bad times!... But well, that happens if you really do want to learn Japanese. Which is quite what I want to do. And the class was indeed a lot of fun. The only sad part is that, out of the 4 classmates that were supposed to be on class, there were only two. (Me and another guy). I really hope that the next class the teacher doesn't want to go over the same stuff again.
After class I headed back home, ate some stuff with my parents. And later victor and I went to Eve's house with the karaokulta guys. It wasn't really a work meeting. At the end it was just fun playing video games. I loved BloodRayne... Darn. That school girl outfit!... He he he. Freaking games the keep getting more real. And I saw a couple of episodes from Invader Zim!... I loved them!!... O.o He he he. Need to get my hands around those DVD's!. Those cartoon's are way too funnnny!. ^_^
That night I had invitations to a few parties. Like, everybody decided to be born that same day. At the end I did what I thought best. I was selfish and stayed at home!. Yay!. He he he. Really. I hate feeling like I have to do something. Social compromises. And staying in, chilling and reading did sound like the best thing to do at the moment. (From Hell is indeed a great graphic novel by the way).
Sunday?... Woke up somewhat late. Had a good breakfast and then Victor and I went to Anime Kingdom to get some money from our Anime Dvd's. It was all good. And we did get some of the money. Then we went to pick up Mariel, and meet with Joey at the Centro Magno. Had a very good meal, went to the movies, etc. Nice evening. (We saw A Series Of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket... Really great beautiful story. Go see it!!).
Then some fun walking around the mall. Talking. Whatnot. Hector and Enrique joined us. At some point we went to MixUp and there good ol' impulsive consumer me won, and I ended up buying the Firefly tv series. Heh. Yay!!... It had been a while since I had indulged my self like that. I needed it!!... O.o
Afterwards, a nice time at the coffee shop. Bunch of people showed up. Memo, Pollo, David, a guy named Carlos, my brother, Hector, Joey, Enrique and damn!... Really. It was like a small party!. He he he. Nice way to close the weekend.
Now... Monday. And although I am supposed to be working I am emailing, writing on this thing, etc. See why I get behind schedule on my projects?. Darn it!!...
Cheers then!... Enjoy and bring up those spirits!.
ps. This webcomic that my brother was kind enough to share looks quite good. If you care about elves and fantasy, anime like art, and all that good stuff. Check it out.
Friday was Erik's party. Like some sort of welcome party to his new apartment and all. I, honestly, had a very good time. Couldn't stop laughing, and that is pretty much all I need to say the night was well worth living. A lot of people showed up and the place was packed. People needed to be outside and all. A lot of beer, chips, and some pizza. One of the things that I did like was that, at some point, Diana told us that her dad said she could stay longer, if and only if the padillas would drive her home later. Yay!. The guy trusts us big time!. He he he. It was really nice to see that we still give that image to people. As messed up as we can be, we are still nice guys.
So, good talks and good laughs. As they say, everybody talks of how the party was for them. And thus my brother has a whole different perspective. We already talked about that. I have honestly found it hard to make things match or work out when those two are together, as to feel them as a part of the group and all. I used to believe that Victor just wanted to be with her and not caring about us. Because it kind of seemed that way. It seems it hasn't been like that. Argh. This shouldn't be so complicated. So we will see how all that goes.
Anyway, the night ended pretty fine.
Saturday morning... Darn!... Waking up early is bad times!... But well, that happens if you really do want to learn Japanese. Which is quite what I want to do. And the class was indeed a lot of fun. The only sad part is that, out of the 4 classmates that were supposed to be on class, there were only two. (Me and another guy). I really hope that the next class the teacher doesn't want to go over the same stuff again.
After class I headed back home, ate some stuff with my parents. And later victor and I went to Eve's house with the karaokulta guys. It wasn't really a work meeting. At the end it was just fun playing video games. I loved BloodRayne... Darn. That school girl outfit!... He he he. Freaking games the keep getting more real. And I saw a couple of episodes from Invader Zim!... I loved them!!... O.o He he he. Need to get my hands around those DVD's!. Those cartoon's are way too funnnny!. ^_^
That night I had invitations to a few parties. Like, everybody decided to be born that same day. At the end I did what I thought best. I was selfish and stayed at home!. Yay!. He he he. Really. I hate feeling like I have to do something. Social compromises. And staying in, chilling and reading did sound like the best thing to do at the moment. (From Hell is indeed a great graphic novel by the way).
Sunday?... Woke up somewhat late. Had a good breakfast and then Victor and I went to Anime Kingdom to get some money from our Anime Dvd's. It was all good. And we did get some of the money. Then we went to pick up Mariel, and meet with Joey at the Centro Magno. Had a very good meal, went to the movies, etc. Nice evening. (We saw A Series Of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket... Really great beautiful story. Go see it!!).
Then some fun walking around the mall. Talking. Whatnot. Hector and Enrique joined us. At some point we went to MixUp and there good ol' impulsive consumer me won, and I ended up buying the Firefly tv series. Heh. Yay!!... It had been a while since I had indulged my self like that. I needed it!!... O.o
Afterwards, a nice time at the coffee shop. Bunch of people showed up. Memo, Pollo, David, a guy named Carlos, my brother, Hector, Joey, Enrique and damn!... Really. It was like a small party!. He he he. Nice way to close the weekend.
Now... Monday. And although I am supposed to be working I am emailing, writing on this thing, etc. See why I get behind schedule on my projects?. Darn it!!...
Cheers then!... Enjoy and bring up those spirits!.
ps. This webcomic that my brother was kind enough to share looks quite good. If you care about elves and fantasy, anime like art, and all that good stuff. Check it out.
Friday, January 21, 2005
School messes books up...
School messed up so many great books for me. Mostly Latin American classics. But it did manage to get into the occasional international author. Why?. I don't know. Is it my attitude against authority and being told what to do?. Or is it that really, the school programs suck and they will turn, even literary master pieces, into boring crap?.
Such is the situation with me and several books. Being one of them Aura. Yesterday this two writers that I know where talking about it, about how great it is, so on and so forth. And when they asked me if I had read it, I just had to say that yes I had... But school messed it up for me, and didn't quite liked it. Both looked at me with condescending understanding faces. They knew what I was talking about.
I shall give it another try one of this days. Try and forget about those classes and forced book reports. Stupid questions. And just actually enjoy it, and flow with it's lines as you are supposed to do with a book.
...
On the other hand working out is going great. This walking thing rocks because I get to talk a lot with Hector, Tomas and Victor. And the gym is well... The gym. The issue now is that I get home super tired. Could be that I am actually working lately. Or that I am lacking some vitamin?. I hate feeling sleepy by 9!!!.... O.o
Oh well.
Cheers!.
Such is the situation with me and several books. Being one of them Aura. Yesterday this two writers that I know where talking about it, about how great it is, so on and so forth. And when they asked me if I had read it, I just had to say that yes I had... But school messed it up for me, and didn't quite liked it. Both looked at me with condescending understanding faces. They knew what I was talking about.
I shall give it another try one of this days. Try and forget about those classes and forced book reports. Stupid questions. And just actually enjoy it, and flow with it's lines as you are supposed to do with a book.
...
On the other hand working out is going great. This walking thing rocks because I get to talk a lot with Hector, Tomas and Victor. And the gym is well... The gym. The issue now is that I get home super tired. Could be that I am actually working lately. Or that I am lacking some vitamin?. I hate feeling sleepy by 9!!!.... O.o
Oh well.
Cheers!.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Some busy days ahead...
Not only working on a computer, doing computer apps, seems pointless most times. But as well I am easily distracted. I have an access to the internet, to all this cool sites, forums, emails, friends from all over, pictures. So on and so forth. Those who know me, know that one of my hobbies is learning new stuff, often times I get my self in way too many projects just because of what I can learn from them. And just when I know enough to know what I am doing, I get bored and move on... He he he. I know, it kind of is an issue. But I am always like that... Reading something new, what not.
Well... The thing is that I have been doing it way too much lately. Like. Way too much indeed. And I am behind schedule, way behind schedule, on this app that was supposed to be working properly since the end of last year.
So... I will probably not write much around here for a while. And I will force my self to extract my self from the e-wonders, to just try to focus... -sigh-
Let's see how I do.
Cheers!.
Well... The thing is that I have been doing it way too much lately. Like. Way too much indeed. And I am behind schedule, way behind schedule, on this app that was supposed to be working properly since the end of last year.
So... I will probably not write much around here for a while. And I will force my self to extract my self from the e-wonders, to just try to focus... -sigh-
Let's see how I do.
Cheers!.
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Sometimes
I just feel lost and out of place... Like there is an inner voice yelling me, telling the that I am supposed to be somewhere else. I feel uneasy and silly doing the stuff I do, over and over, all through my days at a point in which my work days fade one into the other, and I just know whatever I am doing has no real repercussion that I give a damn about...
It is fun... I make money...
But the inner voice... The sense of not belonging. That is what sucks...
I am getting tired of computers honestly... Or working with them on computer related solutions. Software, whatnot... Sometimes I miss people, or feeling that my efforts are oriented to a more human goal... Other than making this or that process faster or easier, I would like to feel that what I do helps someone smile...
I guess I can use the computer as the tool... But not the computer tools as my goal... I mean... I am doing so... But it doesn't feel quite right. At least not now. I hate feeling that I am getting comfortable or stagnant...
sigh...
Oh well...
It is fun... I make money...
But the inner voice... The sense of not belonging. That is what sucks...
I am getting tired of computers honestly... Or working with them on computer related solutions. Software, whatnot... Sometimes I miss people, or feeling that my efforts are oriented to a more human goal... Other than making this or that process faster or easier, I would like to feel that what I do helps someone smile...
I guess I can use the computer as the tool... But not the computer tools as my goal... I mean... I am doing so... But it doesn't feel quite right. At least not now. I hate feeling that I am getting comfortable or stagnant...
sigh...
Oh well...
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Languages...
It seems I will end up studying both French and Japanese this semester. Why?. Well, several reasons. One is that I can. It is quite cheaper to study the language here in the university, and as an employee I get a discount and they take it away slowly from my pay check in a way that I won't even notice. (Which is the worst way to lose money by the way).
And well... I am excited about studying French, it is quite practical to know it, and if I am still aiming for Canada it just makes sense to get good at it. On the other hand, I already started Japanese, and for what the sensei told me, 2nd level is quite important since it will give me a lot of the basics for verb pronunciation and all. And I just want to feel like I know enough to be able to travel around Japan without getting lost, and such things.
The issue is that now I got all crazy and what to take Italian, German, Chinese and Russian. At least just he first level of each. He he he. The thing is that, as some of you know, I have always dreamt of having a small coffee place, with music, books, a gallery, etc. And little by little that dream is taking more and more shape in my mind.
He he he... Silly I know... But every reality begun as a dream, didn't it?.
Still. I have always pictured my self in such a place for later on. You need some money to get things started, and I just cannot rely on winning the lotto. He he he. So I am still applying for the masters, and if that doesn't work I will just go for residence or whatever. Just, get my self moving and somewhere. If the masters thing in Canada doesn't work. I may look for work stuff, or to study something in Europe. England has cool stuff. And Spain keeps sounding better as mornings start getting colder and I picture my self living in such a weather 6 months of the year. He he he.
Oh well...
Life is sometimes slow, and as much as I hate that cliché, you do have to take it one step at a time...
Cheers!.
And well... I am excited about studying French, it is quite practical to know it, and if I am still aiming for Canada it just makes sense to get good at it. On the other hand, I already started Japanese, and for what the sensei told me, 2nd level is quite important since it will give me a lot of the basics for verb pronunciation and all. And I just want to feel like I know enough to be able to travel around Japan without getting lost, and such things.
The issue is that now I got all crazy and what to take Italian, German, Chinese and Russian. At least just he first level of each. He he he. The thing is that, as some of you know, I have always dreamt of having a small coffee place, with music, books, a gallery, etc. And little by little that dream is taking more and more shape in my mind.
He he he... Silly I know... But every reality begun as a dream, didn't it?.
Still. I have always pictured my self in such a place for later on. You need some money to get things started, and I just cannot rely on winning the lotto. He he he. So I am still applying for the masters, and if that doesn't work I will just go for residence or whatever. Just, get my self moving and somewhere. If the masters thing in Canada doesn't work. I may look for work stuff, or to study something in Europe. England has cool stuff. And Spain keeps sounding better as mornings start getting colder and I picture my self living in such a weather 6 months of the year. He he he.
Oh well...
Life is sometimes slow, and as much as I hate that cliché, you do have to take it one step at a time...
Cheers!.
Monday, January 17, 2005
Partying and moving...
Friday after work we went to work out for a while. Who?. I think it was Hector, Victor and me. Good first week of doing that, I think I managed to work out at least 3 days. If I keep up with that it will be all good. Anyway. We headed home, showered, etc. And then went to pick Mariel up. Right before we arrived at Mariel's Mishka called... He he he. It was a good quick talk. She was at wallmart bored as hell and I think I managed to give her some good images to entertain herself.
Eventually we arrived to the party. It was more like a nice reunion. Good food, sodas, cake and talks. Silly as usual with the guys. Victor was there with Mariel, and that pretty much takes him off the picture all the time, so I had talks with Erik and Hector. Hmmm... And kind of with Kike too.
Victor took off a bit early to take Mariel home. And by the time he was back everybody was gone and all. So that left us to be with Diana's parents for a while, helping clean stuff up and all. He he he. The dad is a super nice guy who can keep on talking forever!!. We were all a bit sleepy chit chatting in Diana's TV room when my brother showed up. Then we headed home.
Saturday... yay!!... Woke up super late!. And I am trying to remember what happened afterwards... Hmmm... I know now. It wasn't really an special day. We moved out a lot of Erik's things. Left them in his place and then headed back home. There nothing much happened. Everybody went out and that left me alone with Erik. We decided to see a movie. (anger management, funny!).
I finished watching the movie, read a little, and went to bed early.
Sunday... Sigh. Karaokulta operations have officially begun for the year again, and thus the meetings. It was a good one though. We had been lazy for a while, and needed this wake up call to stir things up and make it all happen. Hopefully it all goes well with that project this 2005.
Then at home we had some issues with the wireless network, which at the end didn't work either way. We had a good meal with my parents and then helped Erik move his last things out. Drove him to his apartment and spent time with him for a while. Then Memo, his roomy, showed up and we left them there to start out their new life in there. It really sounds exciting. Before going to the house we went to Pancho's to pick some stuff up.
Life seems really good right now. I am happy, and 2005 seems to be a very good year if it keeps up with it's 1st two weeks!.
Anyway, off to work now, so...
Cheers!!...
Eventually we arrived to the party. It was more like a nice reunion. Good food, sodas, cake and talks. Silly as usual with the guys. Victor was there with Mariel, and that pretty much takes him off the picture all the time, so I had talks with Erik and Hector. Hmmm... And kind of with Kike too.
Victor took off a bit early to take Mariel home. And by the time he was back everybody was gone and all. So that left us to be with Diana's parents for a while, helping clean stuff up and all. He he he. The dad is a super nice guy who can keep on talking forever!!. We were all a bit sleepy chit chatting in Diana's TV room when my brother showed up. Then we headed home.
Saturday... yay!!... Woke up super late!. And I am trying to remember what happened afterwards... Hmmm... I know now. It wasn't really an special day. We moved out a lot of Erik's things. Left them in his place and then headed back home. There nothing much happened. Everybody went out and that left me alone with Erik. We decided to see a movie. (anger management, funny!).
I finished watching the movie, read a little, and went to bed early.
Sunday... Sigh. Karaokulta operations have officially begun for the year again, and thus the meetings. It was a good one though. We had been lazy for a while, and needed this wake up call to stir things up and make it all happen. Hopefully it all goes well with that project this 2005.
Then at home we had some issues with the wireless network, which at the end didn't work either way. We had a good meal with my parents and then helped Erik move his last things out. Drove him to his apartment and spent time with him for a while. Then Memo, his roomy, showed up and we left them there to start out their new life in there. It really sounds exciting. Before going to the house we went to Pancho's to pick some stuff up.
Life seems really good right now. I am happy, and 2005 seems to be a very good year if it keeps up with it's 1st two weeks!.
Anyway, off to work now, so...
Cheers!!...
Friday, January 14, 2005
It is friday... ^_^
Yay!!!... A great week has come to and end... Well. Almost. And of course being it friday it's a reason enough to be happy. Yet currently I have much more than a handful of reasons to be smiling and all... ;-)
This weekend sounds good... I'll let you know how it all was later on.
Cheers!!
This weekend sounds good... I'll let you know how it all was later on.
Cheers!!
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Great laugh
Meet the fockers is a freaking hilarious funny movie!. I daresay it may be even better than the first one, although I don't know. It's just... Reaaaally good. Made me laugh so hard, you could sooo tell where I was sitting in the theater. (I have that kind of laugh, and refuse to keep it in).
At one point I could tell how a guy from the row behind mine imitated my laugh. Like... O.o Making fun of me the freaking bastard!!... I almost felt like getting aggressive with him, and at least saying something like -what?, do you have an issue with my laugh?-. Of course I didn't, but in my mind the scene seemed wonderful. I decided better though, and not care about anything and keep on having a good time.
As usual, I am tempted to write so much about the freaking movie. Yet I hate spoilers. So go see it. And I honestly do believe it has a nice message too. About being true to your self, showing emotion, and the things that really matter in life.
At one point I could tell how a guy from the row behind mine imitated my laugh. Like... O.o Making fun of me the freaking bastard!!... I almost felt like getting aggressive with him, and at least saying something like -what?, do you have an issue with my laugh?-. Of course I didn't, but in my mind the scene seemed wonderful. I decided better though, and not care about anything and keep on having a good time.
As usual, I am tempted to write so much about the freaking movie. Yet I hate spoilers. So go see it. And I honestly do believe it has a nice message too. About being true to your self, showing emotion, and the things that really matter in life.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Finally
Yesterday I was able to be done with that book Demonio Guardian... -sigh- I hate to say that, what I liked the most, was being done with it. I just kept on reading because I hate not finishing a book, like I sign a contract every time I decide to read one. And really, I was more that willing to break that contract several times with this one book. What happens is good, and that kept me interested. But the way it is writen... I didn't like it at all. I found it way too heavy, over written, and tirening... Paragraphs that are several pages long, and several pages that say pretty much nothing.
Oh well.
I wanted to read it and I did. Heh.
What else?. Well yesterday we went to see Erik's future apartment, see what needs to be fixed and whatnot. The place was a big time mess!. But kike and Diana already said they will help decorate and all. Yay!. It will be fun.
Anyway... Now at work. In good spirits yet so distracted!!... O.o
I need to get my ass in working mode....
I gueess...
Oh well...
Cheers!! then... he he he.
Oh well.
I wanted to read it and I did. Heh.
What else?. Well yesterday we went to see Erik's future apartment, see what needs to be fixed and whatnot. The place was a big time mess!. But kike and Diana already said they will help decorate and all. Yay!. It will be fun.
Anyway... Now at work. In good spirits yet so distracted!!... O.o
I need to get my ass in working mode....
I gueess...
Oh well...
Cheers!! then... he he he.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Classes have begun...
A university just lits up when there are students around. And yesterday was the day when all that hassle begun around here. It really is nice. I mean, it's a place meant to be packed with people like that, and it feels a bit too lonely when no one is around. Yesterday I could see a bunch of familiar faces, and all those new ones that always have the same look. Reading into their schedules and trying to figure out where their classrooms are. He he he. They are in for a nice ride in this one place.
Then there was working out. Holiday feast got the best of me and I will work into getting back to a decent routine. Honest. It's not all vanity. Although I like feeling that I may be somewhat decent looking. At the end it's all about health and my freaking back. It does yell at me when I am getting a bit overweight, or if I stop working out... And I guess Rosario is kind of a good example to follow. The age she has, and the looks she has, just because of taking some care and doing some exercise...
It's so hard though. And I am lazy like that. But it's the first couple of weeks. Then you get addicted to it, and don't feel right when you don't do it one day. Besides, Hector is going to start to go too, maybe Tomas, my brother, etc. So at the end it will be fun to share that with friends too. He he he... Yay!!...
Then what?. The day was nice. I honestly didn't get much done. But it felt quite good for all that matters. Then later that day we went to Pancho's house and played some more RPG as a goodbye gathering for Oliver. Can you tell we all are really geeky guys?. On this one game I played a girl named Molly 8. (I know, I know... But really, it is common that guys play girl characters on this games... Besides, she was a hot librarian!!... You know me!!).
Then we drove him to the bus station. And the ride there was fun. Mostly because of the fun the guys made of me when Mishka called. He he he. You can imagine how it was.
In the station it was nice... There is something a mixed feeling about saying good bye to someone. That's why I like "see you later" better I guess. It doesn't sound so hard... so real. We joked a lot in there and were quite silly. The ride back was a bit serious. Just music playing.
Back at Pancho's we had to resort to our Grand Theft Auto skills to try to get Blanco's car open because the freaking guy forgot his keys in there. He he he. We took a cloth hanger, messed it up to make a long hook, and somehow got it open after a while of trying. Actually, it was my brother who got it eventually, so proper credit there.
Then on the drive back, and once at home, and had two interesting conversations. One with Victor and another one with Erik. Long lasting ones. And good ones. I got in thinking mood after a while... And then and there I decided it was a good idea to get some proper sleep...
Cheers!!!...
Then there was working out. Holiday feast got the best of me and I will work into getting back to a decent routine. Honest. It's not all vanity. Although I like feeling that I may be somewhat decent looking. At the end it's all about health and my freaking back. It does yell at me when I am getting a bit overweight, or if I stop working out... And I guess Rosario is kind of a good example to follow. The age she has, and the looks she has, just because of taking some care and doing some exercise...
It's so hard though. And I am lazy like that. But it's the first couple of weeks. Then you get addicted to it, and don't feel right when you don't do it one day. Besides, Hector is going to start to go too, maybe Tomas, my brother, etc. So at the end it will be fun to share that with friends too. He he he... Yay!!...
Then what?. The day was nice. I honestly didn't get much done. But it felt quite good for all that matters. Then later that day we went to Pancho's house and played some more RPG as a goodbye gathering for Oliver. Can you tell we all are really geeky guys?. On this one game I played a girl named Molly 8. (I know, I know... But really, it is common that guys play girl characters on this games... Besides, she was a hot librarian!!... You know me!!).
Then we drove him to the bus station. And the ride there was fun. Mostly because of the fun the guys made of me when Mishka called. He he he. You can imagine how it was.
In the station it was nice... There is something a mixed feeling about saying good bye to someone. That's why I like "see you later" better I guess. It doesn't sound so hard... so real. We joked a lot in there and were quite silly. The ride back was a bit serious. Just music playing.
Back at Pancho's we had to resort to our Grand Theft Auto skills to try to get Blanco's car open because the freaking guy forgot his keys in there. He he he. We took a cloth hanger, messed it up to make a long hook, and somehow got it open after a while of trying. Actually, it was my brother who got it eventually, so proper credit there.
Then on the drive back, and once at home, and had two interesting conversations. One with Victor and another one with Erik. Long lasting ones. And good ones. I got in thinking mood after a while... And then and there I decided it was a good idea to get some proper sleep...
Cheers!!!...
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Sono weekend dururu....
I knew the guys were coming over to play some RPG vampire game, have a few drinks, and be geeky.
He he he. Honest. We had a lot of fun. I don't think we had a very interesting game, or at least not that deep at all. For once I had to improvise the whole thing in like 10 minutes, and for another most players were rather drunk. And it's hard to get a serious game going under those conditions. Still. We managed to stay up late laughing and joking up until 4:00 am or so.
We were like 10 or 9 guys in there. So sleeping space was a bit tight you could say. For that reason I ended up sharing my bed with Oliver. O.o He he he... Oh well. I managed to stay comfortable and with enough space, and so did he. He good part is that, since I wasn't sleepy at all, I got him to talk for who knows how long. Mostly about love, and relationships... What we do need. Want. How society seems to be blissfully ignorant about so many things. Yet somewhat happy in that state... So on and so fort.
Eventually we fell asleep.
Saturday...
Woke up super late. 1ish or so. Talked with Erik about costs of living alone. Damn. It really is expensimus. I am looking forward to know my results regarding the application in Canada. Then I will decide what's going to happen. If that works out as best as it can, then by the summer I'd be moving up there. If not... Then I will start thinking about new plans.
To be quite honest. A lot of times I am not sure if I want to study a masters. I guess I'd enjoy it just because it would give me the chance to devote my self to 2 years of research into some topic I am passionate about. Get involved in campus activities and all that. Then I could try and find an interesting position maybe teaching or doing research in another place. (Spain?). Or may end up working in some cool project who knows where... Truth be told though. More and more I am realizing I don't want to be anybody's bitch. I don't want to ask for permission to go on vacations. I want to own my time like that.
And then I am thinking of all this ways to make that happen... I mean. I am only 24 and life is barely starting to get interesting. But I guess I need to start focusing on a path. Then again, life has it's ways to push you to where you are meant to be one way or the other. And at the end, I guess, I will end up where it is best for me. So, let's keep enjoying the ride.
Anyway... Later that day, during a talk with Mishka. I realized that she didn't know I used to play percussions. Like big time. And... It got me wondering about how much of my life is not in this freaking blog. And quite interesting bits to be honest. I guess I will try to write about cool stuff from my past now and then too. Just to keep this whole thing as a record.
Anyway... That Saturday was the luctuous anniversary of Lourdes. Kike's mom. So we went to church and all. I was able to not laugh while they talked about the 2nd coming. And had a good time singing with Kike. Then we headed off to Coronado's house were we played games and shared a good time. Nice family. It was all good for Kike and at the end that is all that mattered.
Hmmm... What happened on Sunday?. Oh yes. A lot of apartment hunting, we seem to have found a great place, good location and good price. Erik was happy about it, which means it should be great.
Later that night we went to Pancho's house, played some vampire RPG, and stayed up until about 1 doing so...
And now... A Monday. A freaking Monday yet I am in a great mood. And well. Today I will start working out again, get rid of those extra pounds the holidays gave me and whatnot. I may end up being at work until super late. I am behind schedule in a project. And since Victor gets out of classes at 10, I guess I will stay and go back home with him... -sigh- Ni modo.
[side note] Something interesting happened today. I went to give my signature finally giving away and resigning of my ownership of innox. That company that I helped start up. We should have done that long ago, but we kept postponing it.... It felt a little weird. Like... Final closure I guess. But it was great seeing the guys, talking to them. I really had a great time with those fellows. Too bad we have different goals in life. They sure were a great team.
Cheers people!!.... Good vibes and all that stuff!!!...
He he he. Honest. We had a lot of fun. I don't think we had a very interesting game, or at least not that deep at all. For once I had to improvise the whole thing in like 10 minutes, and for another most players were rather drunk. And it's hard to get a serious game going under those conditions. Still. We managed to stay up late laughing and joking up until 4:00 am or so.
We were like 10 or 9 guys in there. So sleeping space was a bit tight you could say. For that reason I ended up sharing my bed with Oliver. O.o He he he... Oh well. I managed to stay comfortable and with enough space, and so did he. He good part is that, since I wasn't sleepy at all, I got him to talk for who knows how long. Mostly about love, and relationships... What we do need. Want. How society seems to be blissfully ignorant about so many things. Yet somewhat happy in that state... So on and so fort.
Eventually we fell asleep.
Saturday...
Woke up super late. 1ish or so. Talked with Erik about costs of living alone. Damn. It really is expensimus. I am looking forward to know my results regarding the application in Canada. Then I will decide what's going to happen. If that works out as best as it can, then by the summer I'd be moving up there. If not... Then I will start thinking about new plans.
To be quite honest. A lot of times I am not sure if I want to study a masters. I guess I'd enjoy it just because it would give me the chance to devote my self to 2 years of research into some topic I am passionate about. Get involved in campus activities and all that. Then I could try and find an interesting position maybe teaching or doing research in another place. (Spain?). Or may end up working in some cool project who knows where... Truth be told though. More and more I am realizing I don't want to be anybody's bitch. I don't want to ask for permission to go on vacations. I want to own my time like that.
And then I am thinking of all this ways to make that happen... I mean. I am only 24 and life is barely starting to get interesting. But I guess I need to start focusing on a path. Then again, life has it's ways to push you to where you are meant to be one way or the other. And at the end, I guess, I will end up where it is best for me. So, let's keep enjoying the ride.
Anyway... Later that day, during a talk with Mishka. I realized that she didn't know I used to play percussions. Like big time. And... It got me wondering about how much of my life is not in this freaking blog. And quite interesting bits to be honest. I guess I will try to write about cool stuff from my past now and then too. Just to keep this whole thing as a record.
Anyway... That Saturday was the luctuous anniversary of Lourdes. Kike's mom. So we went to church and all. I was able to not laugh while they talked about the 2nd coming. And had a good time singing with Kike. Then we headed off to Coronado's house were we played games and shared a good time. Nice family. It was all good for Kike and at the end that is all that mattered.
Hmmm... What happened on Sunday?. Oh yes. A lot of apartment hunting, we seem to have found a great place, good location and good price. Erik was happy about it, which means it should be great.
Later that night we went to Pancho's house, played some vampire RPG, and stayed up until about 1 doing so...
And now... A Monday. A freaking Monday yet I am in a great mood. And well. Today I will start working out again, get rid of those extra pounds the holidays gave me and whatnot. I may end up being at work until super late. I am behind schedule in a project. And since Victor gets out of classes at 10, I guess I will stay and go back home with him... -sigh- Ni modo.
[side note] Something interesting happened today. I went to give my signature finally giving away and resigning of my ownership of innox. That company that I helped start up. We should have done that long ago, but we kept postponing it.... It felt a little weird. Like... Final closure I guess. But it was great seeing the guys, talking to them. I really had a great time with those fellows. Too bad we have different goals in life. They sure were a great team.
Cheers people!!.... Good vibes and all that stuff!!!...
Thursday, January 06, 2005
That one thing
The one thing that eluded me yesterday?.
That I wanted to write about as well?... Just a silly thing. I remembered last night while talking with Mishka.
I was given a little key chain, one of those lego ones. Actually, it was just like this one. Why an astronaut one?. Bestest reason ever: I am always spacing out. He he he. It does show after all, doesn't it?.
That I wanted to write about as well?... Just a silly thing. I remembered last night while talking with Mishka.
I was given a little key chain, one of those lego ones. Actually, it was just like this one. Why an astronaut one?. Bestest reason ever: I am always spacing out. He he he. It does show after all, doesn't it?.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
This and thats....
This will be a mixed post... I am happy. Quite. Like... A lot.
Yet some sad things do happen now and then. Being one of those sad things the death of Will Eisner. Now please... If you don't know who he is, go ahead and read his Biography on his website. It's not that long. And when you do realize that he is the father of comics as we know them, mentored guys like Bob Kane and Jack Kirby, and the Eisner is the most valuable prize a graphic story teller can get in anyway... Then you'll know who the guys is. (That was Bob Kane as in the creator of Batman by the way, yes, he has been around that long... And still running when most old legends where retired). Most comics related sites will for sure talk about him. I like this little bit that Gaiman wrote though... And this one. They feel good.
It is sad that someone such as him parted. Yet, in a way he is a guy that I could see taking off finally. Lived enough years, and did more than his share to change the world in the plane where he decided to project his magick. It still sucks. But just... He did great and his life time seems well spent.
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What else?... At my house... Oh my, oh my... Things have been a bit tense with my parents. Messed up tense in a way that I really do hate. It has been easier since Erik is staying with us for a while, and I can talk to him, take strolls or whatnot. Just.... Put my mind somewhere else. But it has been good in a way, since it has made me think a lot. Soon it will be time for me to leave the nest, it just makes sense.
I don't know though. Here in Guadalajara, Mexico, we live in a society where it is expected that you stay in your parents house until either you move to another city, or you get married. And I have talked to some friends about how they would take it if I moved out. And I truly believe that, at first, my parents would take it as an offense. I guess that is one of the reasons why I want to move into another country too... Just so that it makes sense... Heh.
(besides I hate large cities and traffic)
Still. I have been helping and driving Erik around looking for apartments. And looking at those, and the thrill he has about moving in alone, starting up his independent life finally... -sigh-. I just feel like doing so.
Contracts are for one year... Apartment contracts that is. If everything works out great, in less than that I may be somewhere else. Yet life takes a lot of turns and twists... I makes sense to stay at my parents for money saving... Yet it makes sense to move out for personal growth... Bla bla bla. All this is on my mind.
Don't know what will end up happening there...
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I know there was another unrelated event I wanted to write about... But it just eludes me at the moment... So... I guess I should actually try and get things done.
Cheers!!!
Yet some sad things do happen now and then. Being one of those sad things the death of Will Eisner. Now please... If you don't know who he is, go ahead and read his Biography on his website. It's not that long. And when you do realize that he is the father of comics as we know them, mentored guys like Bob Kane and Jack Kirby, and the Eisner is the most valuable prize a graphic story teller can get in anyway... Then you'll know who the guys is. (That was Bob Kane as in the creator of Batman by the way, yes, he has been around that long... And still running when most old legends where retired). Most comics related sites will for sure talk about him. I like this little bit that Gaiman wrote though... And this one. They feel good.
It is sad that someone such as him parted. Yet, in a way he is a guy that I could see taking off finally. Lived enough years, and did more than his share to change the world in the plane where he decided to project his magick. It still sucks. But just... He did great and his life time seems well spent.
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What else?... At my house... Oh my, oh my... Things have been a bit tense with my parents. Messed up tense in a way that I really do hate. It has been easier since Erik is staying with us for a while, and I can talk to him, take strolls or whatnot. Just.... Put my mind somewhere else. But it has been good in a way, since it has made me think a lot. Soon it will be time for me to leave the nest, it just makes sense.
I don't know though. Here in Guadalajara, Mexico, we live in a society where it is expected that you stay in your parents house until either you move to another city, or you get married. And I have talked to some friends about how they would take it if I moved out. And I truly believe that, at first, my parents would take it as an offense. I guess that is one of the reasons why I want to move into another country too... Just so that it makes sense... Heh.
(besides I hate large cities and traffic)
Still. I have been helping and driving Erik around looking for apartments. And looking at those, and the thrill he has about moving in alone, starting up his independent life finally... -sigh-. I just feel like doing so.
Contracts are for one year... Apartment contracts that is. If everything works out great, in less than that I may be somewhere else. Yet life takes a lot of turns and twists... I makes sense to stay at my parents for money saving... Yet it makes sense to move out for personal growth... Bla bla bla. All this is on my mind.
Don't know what will end up happening there...
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I know there was another unrelated event I wanted to write about... But it just eludes me at the moment... So... I guess I should actually try and get things done.
Cheers!!!
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Back at the sun... Night time fun....
Argh... Things have been going on in my life up and down this past couple of days... And I feel I have so much to write about all that... Mostly ideas, not really facts... But the feelings that come with those facts... How much I, all of a sudden, feel like taking off and flying away... In an almost restless way...
Either way. I have decided not to let whatever ruin those memories, and I shall write, even if just a little, of how everything went on. Later then I may vent about whatever... For now, that whatever will be kept at bay and waiting.
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So it was Wednesday. I had just a few things to do. Mostly about karaokulta, etc. I got into that, whatnot. Time was moving, I couldn't wait to go ahead and meet up with Sergio. Eventually it was time, and although I agreed on meeting him at 4:00, I got there at about 3:30... I was that eager to get going. I decided to wait outside, sitting on top of my sleeping and reading a good book. I thought that only Sergio's mom was going to be inside, and she doesn't really know me. So it just seemed like a better idea.
By the time Sergio showed up he told me: dude, what are you doing outside?, Daniel and Paco have been in there since about 3!... Fuck. Oh well, it was a good read. He he he. Saying hi to Daniel was great as usual, and meeting Paco one more time rocked. I got to meet him when I was in Canada, and he is one of the cool guys that made me feel as if I was part of their gang while I was there.
It's cool to be able to pick up a friendship just like that. Sometimes you fear distance will harm things, and a lot of times it does. But with Daniel it had done nothing, and just gives more topics of conversation for the times in which we talk. Like we pick it up right were we left it. Good stuff.
The drive there was cool. As much as Sergio was trying hard to torment us with messed up music about murders and whatnots, we managed to make it through. He he he. Great talks happened, about almost any topic. Actually, just before taking off we had quite a messed up conversation at the shoutbox... So... He he he. Yep. Sergio had plenty of material to give me a hard time. I was just so freaking afraid he would really try the ear thing while drunk... Thank god we found another source of drunk entertainment... Yay!. (corrupting the mind of a young girl is fun... We almost got her into really considering becoming a lesbian... Ok ok... More about that later).
We did hit some traffic eventually... And for a minute we thought we were lost. Only for a minute though. And at about 9:00 pm we got there. It felt so good. And the traffic sucked but it was nice to see open jeeps, the palm trees, hear all that music, and see so much life downtown... We got to Sandra's house and meet up with her. (More like her dad's house, but oh well).
It took us only about 5 minutes to get stuff ready and decide we needed to get fashinably drunk downtown. Sandra invited over Caro, so at the end it was a party of 6. (Daniel, Sandra, Sergio, Paco, Caro, and me). Had some dinner... And pretty much we started being professionally silly there. It doesn't take much to do that. The whole "coming" issue can become a great source of fun, and Sergio and I were there to mess up that word for all of them in their dictionary.
We succeeded.
Then we had to make a decission... Either going to a nice bar and get drunk there. Or go to this one place where they sell liter drinks to get us started. Not too hard of a choice. In about no time I had 1 full liter of copa de nada in my had. (cup of nothing). Which has about everything on it. Tequila, vodka, rum, gin, whiskey, and who knows what else.
You have to understand. I don't really drink because I like the taste. For that, I'd have a coke, some juice or whatever. I don't drink alcohol with my food or stuff like that. If I drink, it's because I want to get drunk, merry. And so if I drink, I won't beat around the bush. Just freaking do it.
We walked around the Malecon for a while... It was packed. At one spot people were all together looking in front of them. We looked. A girl was dancing in a pole... Afro pink hair, super short skirt, fit body... Nice dance. We kept on walking. He he he. Although the image was interesting, people watching is much more fun and she wasn't that good.
By that time we were already getting super silly... At some point we decided it would be a good idea for me to become king of the world or something like that. So we did the proper thing, and started to come up with the slogan, the way we would advertise, whatnot. The head slogan was "for a more naked woman"... Which for some reason sounds much better in Spanish. (Por una mujer... mas desnuda). Making my radio guy voice and all.
Eventually our liters were nothing but a bunch of taste less ice at the bottom of the huge glasses, so we had to decide again. Again, we went for the liters. And another copa de nada for me porfavor!. (To be honest, I believe it only took us about 15 or 20 minutes to be done with the first round)...
We kept on walking... Kept on drinking. We were definitely silly by then and I just wished we had taped our conversations, because of most I can only remember the laughs. I know that Paco and I had some great insights going on there... he he he.
At some point we kept on looking at some figures on top of a bar. Trying to decide who was who. We could tell there was a rendering of a fat Bob Marley, Freddie Mercury, etc... But one of them we just couldn't decide. The host saw us and approached us. We asked him, joked with him a while and just when he thought we had us hooked we said "come here guys!, it will be fun!"... Damn... I just laughed, so did all of them. And then I said something like: dude!, you will have to at least talk dirty to us or something, it takes some work to make us come you know?... We are not THAT drunk. Right. We scared him away. Oh well.
After walking for some minutes though, we felt bad and decided that the place looked good. Live music, etc. So we did go there after all. It was a lot of fun. But no... We didn't come. No that much fun. Not that kind of place.
There is were Sergio started asking this girl several questions, and I was playing with the points thing... At first she said she was 19... Ok, legal age, 5 points. Then she said she had no boyfriend, 5 more points. Then Sergio asked... And no... She had no girlfriend. minus 5 points. He he he. At the end she only had 5 points!... Poor girl. From then on, we kept giving her a hard time and wanted to introduce her to girls, etc. Asking her what would she want in a girl. Bla bla bla. At the end we had to look around for a girl that resembled Liv Tayler... Picky picky girl. Of course, we didn't find any... Oh well. Good times nonetheless.
We didn't focus on her though... Not at all. There was enough to share all around the table and jokes were distributed evenly. Close to the time we left whenever we were cheering guys in a table around us would lift their drinks and cheer with us!. Yay!. You gotta spread the love!. At some point we got to analyze a case of a freaking stocker not leaving alone a girl. She was getting more pissed by the minute, and the guy was just plain stupid, or just way too determined. We couldn't see the end of that story. I guess it either ended on some hard core action, or a huge slap on his face.
We were a while in there, and live music was really good. But then they stopped playing, and drinks were a bit expensive. So yes, we went again to the liters drinks place. Did I have another of those?. 3 liters?... I may be wrong there... Maybe we didn't go back that one time. Or maybe we did... Just the fact that I don't remember should be enough of an evidence to say that we did... Oh well.
Sandra and Daniel left to her place before we did. And although I insisted that they could do well on their own, this guys wanted to go back too. Well, this guys as in Sergio and Caro. Because Paco and I insisted on the possibility of keep looking around for a girl that resembled Liv Tayler. I mean, when you are faced with the possibility of inducing a girl to explore that side of her... Well, you can't give up that easy right?... -sigh- . Still we walked back. Blah.
Sandra's Dad has a very pretty house of with the bestest view ever. You can look at downtown and the sea, and the mountains and the sky is filled with stars. Very nice terraza. And more laughter kept going on in there. Sleeping did happen eventualy. Still, our talked kept going on for the longest of times, and I know we made the girls laugh a lot. At some point the idea of giving away umbrellas was discussed, because we decided that another slogan for the campaign would be something related to the second coming of the lord, and it just made sense to be prepared like that.
Geeeesh... That was only the first night.
For some twisted reason we woke up early. Sandra fixed us some break fast, and we took off to her brother's place. Nice house about 30 minutes away from PV. They had a cool pool, nice place to sun tan, etc. We were there for the longest time, and eventually went to eat in this nice sea food place. Super pintoresque. Very typical Mexican fondita, delicious food. Although Paco good some weird allergy related to the shrimp he ordered. It wasn't really a huge tragedy and Sergio and I got to eat much more shrimp than what we had ordered at first. Yay!.
I will just stop saying that we had some good talks or laughs in every situation, because that kept on going on all through the trip. He he he. K?
... What happened after that?... I am guessing we went back. Took showers. And got us somewhat fancy to go downtown again.... Hmmm.... Yep. That I believe is what happened. And again we went to this place with liter drinks. Good times.
There I meet this guy that I knew from school. We used to work together, were together in plays, and percussions shows even. Practiced Kung Fu. Etc. I forgot his freaking name. I HATE IT when that happens. I really really knew him. And it was like he was making a point of me knowing he did remember my name was Hector. Argh. Good thing Daniel and Sandra knew them as well. The minute he walked away I asked them his name. Goyo. What a relief... The doubt would have taken the best of me.
At the malecon we stopped for quite a while to see this bunch of percussionists play. -Sigh-. Brought back so many memories. I love those. Daniel is a drum lover him self. So him I knew would enjoy it. The good bit is that everyone else was kind of in a trance about them too, so we stayed there quite a bit. Guys and girls playing with fire, African percussions, the sea as a background. Yes. It was a good spot to stop at.
Again. Out of drinks. And again, we just needed to refill. More copa de nada!!!... Yay!!... More silly walking around. Then some of the guys felt like eating, actually, all of them. Only Sergio and I were still full from eating our share and Paco's at lunch time.
Whatever happened... Just walked around for a while. Silly times.
That one night I went to bed with a good smile.
And with a good smile I woke up!. Yay!. He he he.
What did we do that day?... I guess it's the time in which we went to this not fancy yet fancy place to eat. Good food!. And then headed for the beach. A nice club in Nuevo Vallarta. Oh yes. Before we went and got some ice cream!. How could I forget that freaking delicious ice cream!!!... mmmh mmh. And the times by the beach were great.
I walked along the shore with Sergio and Daniel for a super long time. Mostly we talked about girls, and relationships, and being able to experiment, have a good time. Find a partner with whom you can have fun. About traveling. Just day dreaming... The beach was awesome. Hopefully I will get to post a couple of pictures. That was the most awesome sunset ever.
The place closed at about 7. Yet we stayed there quite longer. Talking about our year. The one that was dying, and the one that was about to be born...
We were supposed to have dinner with Sandra's dad at her brother's place. A family thing, yet we were invited to tag along. When we got there though, there was no dinner, and there was no dad. He felt sick and couldn't make it. So it was up to us to get food. Freaking mission impossible it seemed!!... It took us over two hours to find an open spot where we could buy stuff!!!... Wow. Mexico does close up when it comes to party. Not even making money matters on party time I guess. He he he. More by coincidence than anything we bumped into a pizza place, and we bought a bunch of pizza that ended up tasting great. Either because it was great. Or we were just that hungry.
He he he. Back at her brother's place we did have a pretty nice time. Hugs when the year passed, cake, etc. It was Sandra's mom bday and she was there. So there was a double reason to celebrate.
Eventually we decided to go back to PV. And we played with the idea of going to the Malecon and have some drinks again. But we all were a bit tired and decided on taking it easy. And we did take it easy indeed. Almost at the time we got there we all fell asleep.
Again, woke up somewhat early. And Melania fixed us a great breakfast!. Melania is Sandra's Dad's wife. Muy ricos chilaquiles!. He he he. And a very nice talk. Daniel and Paco decided that hygiene and all was important and took a shower. Sergio and I knew better so we used to time to play with the dog. He he he. Great jumping scary Doberman as silly and docile as a bunny.
Then we went to the market, bought some things. And at the end, took the drive back to Guadalajara. I was the happiest man alive because I bought a Santo and a Blue Demon mask!... Yay!!... The drive back was pretty darn cool. Most of it was during day time. Not much traffic, and again great great talks.
We headed for some good Mexican dinner, after all Daniel and Paco were heading back to Canada and it was one of their last chances to indulge themselves in such feasts. Then some a drink at Chapultepec, and a nice trip was officially over.
Sergio drove us to our places...
It was all over. And it was all good.
... And this post is all long now... Still doesn't feel like it describes in any close way how cool the whole trip was... How good it felt.
Either way... good times.
And... Cheers!.
Either way. I have decided not to let whatever ruin those memories, and I shall write, even if just a little, of how everything went on. Later then I may vent about whatever... For now, that whatever will be kept at bay and waiting.
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So it was Wednesday. I had just a few things to do. Mostly about karaokulta, etc. I got into that, whatnot. Time was moving, I couldn't wait to go ahead and meet up with Sergio. Eventually it was time, and although I agreed on meeting him at 4:00, I got there at about 3:30... I was that eager to get going. I decided to wait outside, sitting on top of my sleeping and reading a good book. I thought that only Sergio's mom was going to be inside, and she doesn't really know me. So it just seemed like a better idea.
By the time Sergio showed up he told me: dude, what are you doing outside?, Daniel and Paco have been in there since about 3!... Fuck. Oh well, it was a good read. He he he. Saying hi to Daniel was great as usual, and meeting Paco one more time rocked. I got to meet him when I was in Canada, and he is one of the cool guys that made me feel as if I was part of their gang while I was there.
It's cool to be able to pick up a friendship just like that. Sometimes you fear distance will harm things, and a lot of times it does. But with Daniel it had done nothing, and just gives more topics of conversation for the times in which we talk. Like we pick it up right were we left it. Good stuff.
The drive there was cool. As much as Sergio was trying hard to torment us with messed up music about murders and whatnots, we managed to make it through. He he he. Great talks happened, about almost any topic. Actually, just before taking off we had quite a messed up conversation at the shoutbox... So... He he he. Yep. Sergio had plenty of material to give me a hard time. I was just so freaking afraid he would really try the ear thing while drunk... Thank god we found another source of drunk entertainment... Yay!. (corrupting the mind of a young girl is fun... We almost got her into really considering becoming a lesbian... Ok ok... More about that later).
We did hit some traffic eventually... And for a minute we thought we were lost. Only for a minute though. And at about 9:00 pm we got there. It felt so good. And the traffic sucked but it was nice to see open jeeps, the palm trees, hear all that music, and see so much life downtown... We got to Sandra's house and meet up with her. (More like her dad's house, but oh well).
It took us only about 5 minutes to get stuff ready and decide we needed to get fashinably drunk downtown. Sandra invited over Caro, so at the end it was a party of 6. (Daniel, Sandra, Sergio, Paco, Caro, and me). Had some dinner... And pretty much we started being professionally silly there. It doesn't take much to do that. The whole "coming" issue can become a great source of fun, and Sergio and I were there to mess up that word for all of them in their dictionary.
We succeeded.
Then we had to make a decission... Either going to a nice bar and get drunk there. Or go to this one place where they sell liter drinks to get us started. Not too hard of a choice. In about no time I had 1 full liter of copa de nada in my had. (cup of nothing). Which has about everything on it. Tequila, vodka, rum, gin, whiskey, and who knows what else.
You have to understand. I don't really drink because I like the taste. For that, I'd have a coke, some juice or whatever. I don't drink alcohol with my food or stuff like that. If I drink, it's because I want to get drunk, merry. And so if I drink, I won't beat around the bush. Just freaking do it.
We walked around the Malecon for a while... It was packed. At one spot people were all together looking in front of them. We looked. A girl was dancing in a pole... Afro pink hair, super short skirt, fit body... Nice dance. We kept on walking. He he he. Although the image was interesting, people watching is much more fun and she wasn't that good.
By that time we were already getting super silly... At some point we decided it would be a good idea for me to become king of the world or something like that. So we did the proper thing, and started to come up with the slogan, the way we would advertise, whatnot. The head slogan was "for a more naked woman"... Which for some reason sounds much better in Spanish. (Por una mujer... mas desnuda). Making my radio guy voice and all.
Eventually our liters were nothing but a bunch of taste less ice at the bottom of the huge glasses, so we had to decide again. Again, we went for the liters. And another copa de nada for me porfavor!. (To be honest, I believe it only took us about 15 or 20 minutes to be done with the first round)...
We kept on walking... Kept on drinking. We were definitely silly by then and I just wished we had taped our conversations, because of most I can only remember the laughs. I know that Paco and I had some great insights going on there... he he he.
At some point we kept on looking at some figures on top of a bar. Trying to decide who was who. We could tell there was a rendering of a fat Bob Marley, Freddie Mercury, etc... But one of them we just couldn't decide. The host saw us and approached us. We asked him, joked with him a while and just when he thought we had us hooked we said "come here guys!, it will be fun!"... Damn... I just laughed, so did all of them. And then I said something like: dude!, you will have to at least talk dirty to us or something, it takes some work to make us come you know?... We are not THAT drunk. Right. We scared him away. Oh well.
After walking for some minutes though, we felt bad and decided that the place looked good. Live music, etc. So we did go there after all. It was a lot of fun. But no... We didn't come. No that much fun. Not that kind of place.
There is were Sergio started asking this girl several questions, and I was playing with the points thing... At first she said she was 19... Ok, legal age, 5 points. Then she said she had no boyfriend, 5 more points. Then Sergio asked... And no... She had no girlfriend. minus 5 points. He he he. At the end she only had 5 points!... Poor girl. From then on, we kept giving her a hard time and wanted to introduce her to girls, etc. Asking her what would she want in a girl. Bla bla bla. At the end we had to look around for a girl that resembled Liv Tayler... Picky picky girl. Of course, we didn't find any... Oh well. Good times nonetheless.
We didn't focus on her though... Not at all. There was enough to share all around the table and jokes were distributed evenly. Close to the time we left whenever we were cheering guys in a table around us would lift their drinks and cheer with us!. Yay!. You gotta spread the love!. At some point we got to analyze a case of a freaking stocker not leaving alone a girl. She was getting more pissed by the minute, and the guy was just plain stupid, or just way too determined. We couldn't see the end of that story. I guess it either ended on some hard core action, or a huge slap on his face.
We were a while in there, and live music was really good. But then they stopped playing, and drinks were a bit expensive. So yes, we went again to the liters drinks place. Did I have another of those?. 3 liters?... I may be wrong there... Maybe we didn't go back that one time. Or maybe we did... Just the fact that I don't remember should be enough of an evidence to say that we did... Oh well.
Sandra and Daniel left to her place before we did. And although I insisted that they could do well on their own, this guys wanted to go back too. Well, this guys as in Sergio and Caro. Because Paco and I insisted on the possibility of keep looking around for a girl that resembled Liv Tayler. I mean, when you are faced with the possibility of inducing a girl to explore that side of her... Well, you can't give up that easy right?... -sigh- . Still we walked back. Blah.
Sandra's Dad has a very pretty house of with the bestest view ever. You can look at downtown and the sea, and the mountains and the sky is filled with stars. Very nice terraza. And more laughter kept going on in there. Sleeping did happen eventualy. Still, our talked kept going on for the longest of times, and I know we made the girls laugh a lot. At some point the idea of giving away umbrellas was discussed, because we decided that another slogan for the campaign would be something related to the second coming of the lord, and it just made sense to be prepared like that.
Geeeesh... That was only the first night.
For some twisted reason we woke up early. Sandra fixed us some break fast, and we took off to her brother's place. Nice house about 30 minutes away from PV. They had a cool pool, nice place to sun tan, etc. We were there for the longest time, and eventually went to eat in this nice sea food place. Super pintoresque. Very typical Mexican fondita, delicious food. Although Paco good some weird allergy related to the shrimp he ordered. It wasn't really a huge tragedy and Sergio and I got to eat much more shrimp than what we had ordered at first. Yay!.
I will just stop saying that we had some good talks or laughs in every situation, because that kept on going on all through the trip. He he he. K?
... What happened after that?... I am guessing we went back. Took showers. And got us somewhat fancy to go downtown again.... Hmmm.... Yep. That I believe is what happened. And again we went to this place with liter drinks. Good times.
There I meet this guy that I knew from school. We used to work together, were together in plays, and percussions shows even. Practiced Kung Fu. Etc. I forgot his freaking name. I HATE IT when that happens. I really really knew him. And it was like he was making a point of me knowing he did remember my name was Hector. Argh. Good thing Daniel and Sandra knew them as well. The minute he walked away I asked them his name. Goyo. What a relief... The doubt would have taken the best of me.
At the malecon we stopped for quite a while to see this bunch of percussionists play. -Sigh-. Brought back so many memories. I love those. Daniel is a drum lover him self. So him I knew would enjoy it. The good bit is that everyone else was kind of in a trance about them too, so we stayed there quite a bit. Guys and girls playing with fire, African percussions, the sea as a background. Yes. It was a good spot to stop at.
Again. Out of drinks. And again, we just needed to refill. More copa de nada!!!... Yay!!... More silly walking around. Then some of the guys felt like eating, actually, all of them. Only Sergio and I were still full from eating our share and Paco's at lunch time.
Whatever happened... Just walked around for a while. Silly times.
That one night I went to bed with a good smile.
And with a good smile I woke up!. Yay!. He he he.
What did we do that day?... I guess it's the time in which we went to this not fancy yet fancy place to eat. Good food!. And then headed for the beach. A nice club in Nuevo Vallarta. Oh yes. Before we went and got some ice cream!. How could I forget that freaking delicious ice cream!!!... mmmh mmh. And the times by the beach were great.
I walked along the shore with Sergio and Daniel for a super long time. Mostly we talked about girls, and relationships, and being able to experiment, have a good time. Find a partner with whom you can have fun. About traveling. Just day dreaming... The beach was awesome. Hopefully I will get to post a couple of pictures. That was the most awesome sunset ever.
The place closed at about 7. Yet we stayed there quite longer. Talking about our year. The one that was dying, and the one that was about to be born...
We were supposed to have dinner with Sandra's dad at her brother's place. A family thing, yet we were invited to tag along. When we got there though, there was no dinner, and there was no dad. He felt sick and couldn't make it. So it was up to us to get food. Freaking mission impossible it seemed!!... It took us over two hours to find an open spot where we could buy stuff!!!... Wow. Mexico does close up when it comes to party. Not even making money matters on party time I guess. He he he. More by coincidence than anything we bumped into a pizza place, and we bought a bunch of pizza that ended up tasting great. Either because it was great. Or we were just that hungry.
He he he. Back at her brother's place we did have a pretty nice time. Hugs when the year passed, cake, etc. It was Sandra's mom bday and she was there. So there was a double reason to celebrate.
Eventually we decided to go back to PV. And we played with the idea of going to the Malecon and have some drinks again. But we all were a bit tired and decided on taking it easy. And we did take it easy indeed. Almost at the time we got there we all fell asleep.
Again, woke up somewhat early. And Melania fixed us a great breakfast!. Melania is Sandra's Dad's wife. Muy ricos chilaquiles!. He he he. And a very nice talk. Daniel and Paco decided that hygiene and all was important and took a shower. Sergio and I knew better so we used to time to play with the dog. He he he. Great jumping scary Doberman as silly and docile as a bunny.
Then we went to the market, bought some things. And at the end, took the drive back to Guadalajara. I was the happiest man alive because I bought a Santo and a Blue Demon mask!... Yay!!... The drive back was pretty darn cool. Most of it was during day time. Not much traffic, and again great great talks.
We headed for some good Mexican dinner, after all Daniel and Paco were heading back to Canada and it was one of their last chances to indulge themselves in such feasts. Then some a drink at Chapultepec, and a nice trip was officially over.
Sergio drove us to our places...
It was all over. And it was all good.
... And this post is all long now... Still doesn't feel like it describes in any close way how cool the whole trip was... How good it felt.
Either way... good times.
And... Cheers!.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
I wish I could...
But to be quite honest... At the moment I can't.
Hopefully early tomorrow (monday morning) I'll get to write what went on the first day in Puerto Vallarta... It's already pretty much drafted in my mind. I just know that, due to my current mood. I wouldn't be able to pull it off the way it deserves to be portrayed.
Sucks huh?...
Well... I may even write about the mood later on. At the moment though... I need to get away for a while...
Cheers
Hopefully early tomorrow (monday morning) I'll get to write what went on the first day in Puerto Vallarta... It's already pretty much drafted in my mind. I just know that, due to my current mood. I wouldn't be able to pull it off the way it deserves to be portrayed.
Sucks huh?...
Well... I may even write about the mood later on. At the moment though... I need to get away for a while...
Cheers
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