Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Been working on the computer too much. Got up at 5:00 a.m. this morning, it is now 9 pm and I haven't shut it down. Didn't go to work at the newspaper, just slaving away, dragging layers, compulsively saving a 52 MB file on a slow-ass computer (How many times did I get to see the Generating Full Resolution Composite message? Too many, I think.) In just one day I did a 28 page magazine, complete with ads and cover. I am creamed and semi-blind. The end result is not pretty, but I don't feel too guilty, it is a church and they don't pay very well. The money will be used to pay for the trip to the devil's music concert in Tampa.. By the way, L: did you know Black Sabbath is reuniting just because of us? Yeah, as soon as they give our concert I am sure they will fight themselves apart again...
I am hoping it was stress taking its toll during the past two days, or else I am truly going insane. I don't believe in the paranormal, miracles or portents. So when I spend two days seeing weird shit with these eyes that are going to rot in the ground, I question my sanity. It is not the Virgin Mary, the end of the world nor Elvis. Just a chair moving by its own volition at work, I got up and went around the counter to check if a coworker was playing a prank on me. Nope, I was alone. Later, while driving I see a pickup truck merging from the left onto the middle lane as a Sea-Land trailer does the same from the right lane. I brake hard because I expect them to collide. For all I know the pickup is under the Sea-Land keeping pace so I accelerate and take the leftmost lane. There is no pickup truck anywhere, nor in the front, back or beneath the Seely. After THAT, I see a mutant ostrich in a parking lot screeching, I brake, and the ostrich rights itself into a four year old kid. So yes, I pray it is just stress. It is enough that whenever there is total and absolute silence, the noise of blood pumping through my ears sounds like screams...
I am hoping it was stress taking its toll during the past two days, or else I am truly going insane. I don't believe in the paranormal, miracles or portents. So when I spend two days seeing weird shit with these eyes that are going to rot in the ground, I question my sanity. It is not the Virgin Mary, the end of the world nor Elvis. Just a chair moving by its own volition at work, I got up and went around the counter to check if a coworker was playing a prank on me. Nope, I was alone. Later, while driving I see a pickup truck merging from the left onto the middle lane as a Sea-Land trailer does the same from the right lane. I brake hard because I expect them to collide. For all I know the pickup is under the Sea-Land keeping pace so I accelerate and take the leftmost lane. There is no pickup truck anywhere, nor in the front, back or beneath the Seely. After THAT, I see a mutant ostrich in a parking lot screeching, I brake, and the ostrich rights itself into a four year old kid. So yes, I pray it is just stress. It is enough that whenever there is total and absolute silence, the noise of blood pumping through my ears sounds like screams...
Saturday, June 19, 2004
I need rest, soon. I am close to happy burn out.
Been doing research on Enrique Laguerre and the building that inspired his first novel, La Llamarada (The Blaze-1935 ).
I read it in tenth grade and I don't remember much about it, have to ask Astrid to loan it to me. Getting to the castle's location was difficult, the road is not paved and the cows were too close to the car for comfort. I half expected a loud moo in my ear (or worse, a bull charging). It was worth it, after the delinquents burnt it in 1996 (?), they have restored it and looks awesome. When I remember, I will put up pictures I took and one I found of the Palacete on fire. Damn idiots, I don't know how anyone could look at this house and set it on fire on purpose. (It is curious that the name of the novel is The Blaze, but I don't think that has anything to do with it. I am sure they were not doing it to avenge the tortures of the mansion's slaves either. )
I met Laguerre in person in high school but I was too busy collecting Duran Duran posters to pay any attention and now find myself kicking me in the ass. Stupid ignorant youth...
You're: Wondering eyes. You're not quite focused and you're quite the day dreamer. You're a bit odd and as many say "Your head is in the clouds."
What type of eyes do you have?
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Been doing research on Enrique Laguerre and the building that inspired his first novel, La Llamarada (The Blaze-1935 ).
I read it in tenth grade and I don't remember much about it, have to ask Astrid to loan it to me. Getting to the castle's location was difficult, the road is not paved and the cows were too close to the car for comfort. I half expected a loud moo in my ear (or worse, a bull charging). It was worth it, after the delinquents burnt it in 1996 (?), they have restored it and looks awesome. When I remember, I will put up pictures I took and one I found of the Palacete on fire. Damn idiots, I don't know how anyone could look at this house and set it on fire on purpose. (It is curious that the name of the novel is The Blaze, but I don't think that has anything to do with it. I am sure they were not doing it to avenge the tortures of the mansion's slaves either. )
I met Laguerre in person in high school but I was too busy collecting Duran Duran posters to pay any attention and now find myself kicking me in the ass. Stupid ignorant youth...
You're: Wondering eyes. You're not quite focused and you're quite the day dreamer. You're a bit odd and as many say "Your head is in the clouds."
What type of eyes do you have?
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Wednesday, June 16, 2004
I am absolutely livid. It is one of those occasions where I doubt any abilities I may have as a loving mother. One of my cats tore in half my beloved 10 year old Brad Pitt in Legends of the Fall poster. I fed her and let her into the other room and am sitting here fantasizing about being a football player scoring a touchdown with a feline ball. Only thing makes me not go absolutely berserk on her is the way she greeted me and the fact that she doesn't really know what she's done. Which brings me to the point, kids do know what they're doing so how would I keep my rage in check then?
That stream of consciousness flows into another. Now that poster is always torn, like when someone dies and you try to remember them alive, the tinge of death is always there.
I was going to talk about madness, but I guess it is best to let the brain sleep...
That stream of consciousness flows into another. Now that poster is always torn, like when someone dies and you try to remember them alive, the tinge of death is always there.
I was going to talk about madness, but I guess it is best to let the brain sleep...
Sunday, June 13, 2004
Reconsidering all that selling my car nonsense. The little green boy has been very good to me. In fact, I don't think any other car can live up to this one's standards. So I am staying with it until it's engine up ends and dies...
Been searching for a font all Sunday long. Joy, joy.
Went to livejournal to claim my stake as lightshadow, but it seems some fucker called Clark beat me to it in 2001, only to not post anything there, just be annoyngly territorial. Light_shadow is also taken, so mariacotto is what it is... How plain. Don't think I will write anything too different from here, I just want to be able to play memes... Yeah, well, sue me.
I didn't get to see Troy. Theaters have 2 Shreks, 2 Day after tomorrow, 1 Van Helsing but no place for Braddy boy. That sucks. I wanted to see him on widescreen, not on a little 13 inch TV.
I have an appointment with a chiropractor on Thursday. Let's see how that goes.
I am at wit's end so this entry ends right here...
Been searching for a font all Sunday long. Joy, joy.
Went to livejournal to claim my stake as lightshadow, but it seems some fucker called Clark beat me to it in 2001, only to not post anything there, just be annoyngly territorial. Light_shadow is also taken, so mariacotto is what it is... How plain. Don't think I will write anything too different from here, I just want to be able to play memes... Yeah, well, sue me.
I didn't get to see Troy. Theaters have 2 Shreks, 2 Day after tomorrow, 1 Van Helsing but no place for Braddy boy. That sucks. I wanted to see him on widescreen, not on a little 13 inch TV.
I have an appointment with a chiropractor on Thursday. Let's see how that goes.
I am at wit's end so this entry ends right here...
Friday, June 11, 2004
Been too busy and time is flying lately when work is fun.
I am very sought after by collection agencies, too.
The insurance company is awarding $1,500 to cover the expense of fixing the hood. I think I will fix it, paint it and sell the car for $8000, more or less. Now, what Toyota should I get next: An Echo or a Rav4? I don't want to ditch the extra money for a Corolla since the Echo would fit my needs. But I also question the purchase of a small car when everybody around here has an SUV, I find myself 75% of the time at a loss when trying to look around them. In fact, that was the main reason for my accident and ever since I have found myself in the same circumstances over and over. I really don't want a fat ass SUV, I just want a better vantage point when I drive. Decisions, decisions... Last night I heard an explosion and soon after the police sirens went off. Turns out that an SUV hit a sedan car in the highway. The people in the sedan car all died, the SUV driver didn't suffer any injuries... FUCKER.
Congratulations, you make it until the end! You
are the strong, modestly good looking man or
woman who doesn't take it from anybody.
How fast would you die in a cheesy zombie flick?
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I am very sought after by collection agencies, too.
The insurance company is awarding $1,500 to cover the expense of fixing the hood. I think I will fix it, paint it and sell the car for $8000, more or less. Now, what Toyota should I get next: An Echo or a Rav4? I don't want to ditch the extra money for a Corolla since the Echo would fit my needs. But I also question the purchase of a small car when everybody around here has an SUV, I find myself 75% of the time at a loss when trying to look around them. In fact, that was the main reason for my accident and ever since I have found myself in the same circumstances over and over. I really don't want a fat ass SUV, I just want a better vantage point when I drive. Decisions, decisions... Last night I heard an explosion and soon after the police sirens went off. Turns out that an SUV hit a sedan car in the highway. The people in the sedan car all died, the SUV driver didn't suffer any injuries... FUCKER.
Congratulations, you make it until the end! You
are the strong, modestly good looking man or
woman who doesn't take it from anybody.
How fast would you die in a cheesy zombie flick?
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Thursday, June 03, 2004
L is in Puerto Rico, though I have yet to see her. She calls home and is already dragging her r's from deep down her throat after years of correct enunciation in the main continent. Hehe...Here is a list of diseases to look out for while you stay:
Quebranto:
Mysterious body temperature, not high enough to be considered fever, but serious enough to miss school and work. Illness is unknown by the American Medical Association and only understood by doctors of Puertorican origin.
Patatú:
An attack of obscure origin that can strike at any time. Could be serious enough to require hospitalization, yet is undetected by medical technology. Victims tend to be males and females over the age of 50 years.
Sereno:
Occurs when someone steps outdoors suddenly at night and is sprinkled by a mysterious substance. There are no physical symptoms and can only be detected by the Puertorican elderly. The effect of having this disease is unknown: children must not be taken out at night without proper head gear or risk of contamination is certain.
Empacho:
Digestive disorder which occurs after the consumption of a large Puertorican meal, (i.e. Nochebuena). The only known cure for this disease is "una buena criolla" or "dar una clase". (Alka-Seltzer is completely ineffective).
Mollera:
Soft cranial spot found on new born babies of Puertorican origin. Much more sensitive than that of Americans. The slightest touch to that area can lead to irreparable brain damage.
Enfriamiento:
Cooling of body temperature and slowed metabolism caused by emotional episodes.
Chichón:
Elevated cranial protrusion usually caused by the fall after a Patatú.
Muñeca Abierta (Open Doll):
The dislocation of the wrist. Unknown cause, other than most documented cases occurs after an unsuccessful attempt to open a jar of "aceitunas".
Bazo (Cup):
Organ located in the abdominal cavity of Hispanics, especially Puertorican.
Aire: (Air):
A common malady that results when someone steps outdoors suddenly, particularly at night, without proper attire. Characterized by sharp, intermittent pain in the chest but can affect any part of the body.
Chochera:
A syndrome affecting all Puertorican senior citizens to different degrees. Characterized by all around bitchiness and irritating behavior.
Tratamiento:
Permanent stay at nearest nursing home.
PRS:"Puerto Rican Syndrome":
A severe form of Patatú. Usually happens when your son (junior) is arrested or killed and shown on National TV or Univision. Characterized by a complete failure of all your muscles of your lower extremities followed by a fall usually broken by a person standing next to you. A variant of this condition can also be seen when Yiye Avila prays for you and touches your forehead. Usually attacks fat ladies.
Cuerpo Cortado (Cut Body):
A frequent and mild condition of unknown ethnology. Symptoms include but are not limited to: Fatigue, lack of energy and chronic whining. Equivalent to the spleen in Americans but much more complex.
Moño Parado o Torcido (Twisted Bonnet):
Psychological imbalance of short duration that causes strange mood swings, violent irritating behavior as well as general unpleasantness. Extremely common. Can strike anyone regardless of age or sex.
Fuego Uterino (Uterine Fire):
Unexplained sexual deviation affecting 10 of 100 females. Symptoms include sexual desire that cannot be satisfied. The feelings are so strong that the physical attractiveness of the other person is of little consequence. Studies show that girls suffering from this condition experience many problems at home, however, they are quite popular with the opposite sex. They 're better known as the "Venezuelan Ninphos". No treatment has ever been successful.
¡De Repente! :
Leading cause of death of all Puertorican drug smugglers that get shot over 97 times. Also known as Acute Lead intoxication.
By the way, my mother and I are prone to suffering patatús. We tend to induce them on each other...
Quebranto:
Mysterious body temperature, not high enough to be considered fever, but serious enough to miss school and work. Illness is unknown by the American Medical Association and only understood by doctors of Puertorican origin.
Patatú:
An attack of obscure origin that can strike at any time. Could be serious enough to require hospitalization, yet is undetected by medical technology. Victims tend to be males and females over the age of 50 years.
Sereno:
Occurs when someone steps outdoors suddenly at night and is sprinkled by a mysterious substance. There are no physical symptoms and can only be detected by the Puertorican elderly. The effect of having this disease is unknown: children must not be taken out at night without proper head gear or risk of contamination is certain.
Empacho:
Digestive disorder which occurs after the consumption of a large Puertorican meal, (i.e. Nochebuena). The only known cure for this disease is "una buena criolla" or "dar una clase". (Alka-Seltzer is completely ineffective).
Mollera:
Soft cranial spot found on new born babies of Puertorican origin. Much more sensitive than that of Americans. The slightest touch to that area can lead to irreparable brain damage.
Enfriamiento:
Cooling of body temperature and slowed metabolism caused by emotional episodes.
Chichón:
Elevated cranial protrusion usually caused by the fall after a Patatú.
Muñeca Abierta (Open Doll):
The dislocation of the wrist. Unknown cause, other than most documented cases occurs after an unsuccessful attempt to open a jar of "aceitunas".
Bazo (Cup):
Organ located in the abdominal cavity of Hispanics, especially Puertorican.
Aire: (Air):
A common malady that results when someone steps outdoors suddenly, particularly at night, without proper attire. Characterized by sharp, intermittent pain in the chest but can affect any part of the body.
Chochera:
A syndrome affecting all Puertorican senior citizens to different degrees. Characterized by all around bitchiness and irritating behavior.
Tratamiento:
Permanent stay at nearest nursing home.
PRS:"Puerto Rican Syndrome":
A severe form of Patatú. Usually happens when your son (junior) is arrested or killed and shown on National TV or Univision. Characterized by a complete failure of all your muscles of your lower extremities followed by a fall usually broken by a person standing next to you. A variant of this condition can also be seen when Yiye Avila prays for you and touches your forehead. Usually attacks fat ladies.
Cuerpo Cortado (Cut Body):
A frequent and mild condition of unknown ethnology. Symptoms include but are not limited to: Fatigue, lack of energy and chronic whining. Equivalent to the spleen in Americans but much more complex.
Moño Parado o Torcido (Twisted Bonnet):
Psychological imbalance of short duration that causes strange mood swings, violent irritating behavior as well as general unpleasantness. Extremely common. Can strike anyone regardless of age or sex.
Fuego Uterino (Uterine Fire):
Unexplained sexual deviation affecting 10 of 100 females. Symptoms include sexual desire that cannot be satisfied. The feelings are so strong that the physical attractiveness of the other person is of little consequence. Studies show that girls suffering from this condition experience many problems at home, however, they are quite popular with the opposite sex. They 're better known as the "Venezuelan Ninphos". No treatment has ever been successful.
¡De Repente! :
Leading cause of death of all Puertorican drug smugglers that get shot over 97 times. Also known as Acute Lead intoxication.
By the way, my mother and I are prone to suffering patatús. We tend to induce them on each other...
