something.useful

11:00 a.m. I was having a glass of cranberry and apple juice. If i'd have vodka, I would have drunk it. The day is looking good!
12:58 a.m. I have to mail an "significant"advance of my thesis. I have shit. Think of blogging but I end up playing this
2:30 p.m. Start doing the damn POwer POint Presentation. I hate PPT.
4:00 p.m. 7 slides full of shit (frontpage included in the count). Have you ever seen a PPT presentation that is of some utility? Me neither. Stupid PPT.
4:01 p.m. Send email with PPT file. Laptop decides to melt.
4:10 p.m. Finally send mail. Take sister to her class.
4:50 p.m. Fucking stupid drivers. Now flipping the middle finger is like a second nature to me. I also discover that know I can only smoke half a cigarrete. Smoking the whole thing makes me to hyper.
5:00 Check mail. My birthday trip has been cancelled. Reason unknown. ugh.
5:15 I need to start doing something useful.
5:30 I need to start doing something useful.
6:00 Go get my mother. Stupid drivers.
6:45 Go get my sister. Sister has cake. mmm... cake
7:30 I need to start doing somethin useful
8:00 Law & Order something and something. The father did it.
8:15 The uncle did it.
8:16 Mom! I did not wanted to know who did it! I was watching it!
8:30 Let's do somethins useful know
8:31 But first, check blogs
9:10 Add an entry
9:20 That's it, I'm off to do somethin useful
9:21 But first, a shower... and dinner!!

this is going to be a long night
Anyone has a ten minute talk about real estate finance? anyone?

no?, ok, I'm going to do something useful

pleasant dreams everybody

2005-09-22 at 9:07 p.m.

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logically

God is love.
Love is blind.
Stevie Wonder is blind.
Conclusion: Stevie Wonder is god.


Someone told me I'm nobody
Nobody is perfect
Then, I am perfect
But, only god is perfect
So, I am god
If Stevie Wonder is god
Then, I am Stevie Wonder!
Conclusion: I'm blind

Imagine a piece of swiss cheese, one with a lot of holes on it
If you have more cheese, you have more holes
Each hole ocupies the space where more cheese could be.
So, more holes less cheese.
So, more cheese more holes and more holes, less cheese
Conclusion: more cheese equals less cheese.

Drinking alcohol kills neurons
The neurons killed are the weakest ones
If the weak ones died, you are left with the strong inteligent ones.
Conclusion: The more alcohol you drink, the more intelligent you become.

Workers never have enough time
Bums have all the time in the world
Time is money
Then, bums have more money that workers
Conclusion: to be rich you do not have to work.

When you drink to much alcohol you end up drunk.
When you are drunk, you sleep
When you sleep, you do not commit sins
When you do not commit sins you go to heaven
Conclusion: to go to heaven you must be a drunk.

he, he!

2005-09-21 at 7:20 p.m.

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call.me.incredulous

but Kirstie Alley did not weight "around 200lbs" when she started Fat Actress
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(Both fotos from yahooTV)

...and she doesn't weight 150lbs now. She is 5ft8", for crying out loud.

...and, i think i said this before but i do not want to google myself.

What do they have in showtime's site? the location of all your weapons of mass destruction? Because

We at Showtime Online express our apologies; however, these pages are intended for access only from within the United States

huh?

2005-09-20 at 9:06 p.m.

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i.hate.people

I almost had a Fried Green Tomatoes' moment this morning.
I was outside the bank looking for a parking space wehn one opened up. I was blocking it so I went forward so the car could go out and the moment I was going backward, a stupid woman in a white VW took my spot! asshat.

I kept going backwards and when she went out of her car together with an 8y.o. girl and a 13 y.o. boy I asked her:
Didn't you see me going backwards? that place was mine
She, sheepisly said no. And, this is what pissed me even more: she looked at the kids as of they were an excuse.
SO I said to her: well, then it's really scary that someone lets you drive. And I left.

gah! sometimes I wish I were Zeus. bam! idiots are wiped from the face of the earth.

2005-09-19 at 3:13 p.m.

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September.19.1985

Tomorrow is the 20th anniversary of the strongest earthquake that has hit Mexico city.
At 7:19 a.m. on September 19th 1985, an 8.1 eartquake hit not only Mexico City but other mexican cities as well.
As Mexico City was built over a lake, it was the most affected. Official numbers estimate 4.000 dead although in reality they were probably 10,000. 30,000 households were destroyed and 60,000 suffer some kind of damage.

The incapacity of the government was clear even hours after the eartquake. So the society poured over the streets to help others in any way they could. Two of the buildings that fell were part of the General Hospital, one had almost all the residents in it, the other was the maternity building. A large part of the generation of future doctors was lost and 16 newborns were rescued from the debris. Los bebes del 85 that this year turn 20.

The earthquake that changed the city's landscape, that changed the political landscape of the country and that changed us now means next to nothing for the 18 year olds and under.

And that's how the world keeps turning.

To end this in a somewhat funny note, my family was talking about this, remembering what we were doing that day.
I do not remember the morning eartquake but there were others, one of the strongest was at mid-afternoon. I remember I was in my pink potty that was in the blue bathroom. My family run to stand under the door frame, my mom run to the street. Until she started screaming. They had forgotten me in the bathroom.

And it wasn't until this year when I knew what happened in the morning earthquake. The only television we had was in the livingroom. My dad used to sleep in the floor in front of the tv. Sometimes I'd sleep there too. That morning, everyone was getting ready to go to work/shcool when the eartquake started. My family run outside. Then my dad went in again.

They had forgotten me in the livingroom floor.

2005-09-18 at 2:01 p.m.

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