Today I got one of the most measuring stares that I've gotten in all my life. I was walking down the street when a girl walked past me and gave me what may be called "The stare". From the top of my head to my feet. With a apprecciative expression. I felt like I was being sold or something.
Considering the expression she wore after giving me "the stare" I got a 5 or 6 in the scale. Something like a "Ok, it's not great, could be a lot better, but it's not so bad either". It was kinda weird.
On a totally different note, a big colony of bats can eat up to 250,000 kgs of bugs in one night. Or at least so it says in the paper of the candy I just ate.
I watched "Hostel" yesterday. If I go to Europe (when I go yo Europe, I should say) I won't stay in a hostel. It's a taken desicion.
The movie is pretty bad, though. A couple shocking scenes and not a lot more. It takes at least 25 minutes for it to actually start, the main character changes in the middle of the movie and then there's that incredibly stupid scene with the two girls and the guy standing in the middle of the street by pure chance. Why Tarantino liked it?
A song I wrote like a year and a half ago. Actually, it was mostly improvised, since the singer was playing the guitar base along with the drummer, threw the mic to me and just said "Sing!".
Thinking back, there were lot of chances from the first improvised version to the final one. I think it started more as a love song.
EDIT: I'd love some feedback about it. That's the edit. It's what brought you all here again. Sorry about that. Won't happen again.
Bombs falling again
So many lives, so much time
We have wasted in this game
And we keep falling for it
Like we already did
Always the same tricks
So many wounds, so much pain
We have caused for the sake
Of repeating our mistakes
There's no escape
Deja vu again
A thousand sentences of death
Bombs, napalm, violence
Bullets, destruction and pain
We are all just human beings
Many branches, the same seed
So fuck the strangest hierarchy
There's no escape
Bombs falling again
Damn! The universe is against me! I was in the middle of my petty diary entry scheme when there was a power failure. Anyway, it's an excuse to make one more entry.
My mood:
"Asesino uniformado a la derecha de la cruz" // "Uniformed assassin to the right of the cross"
It never fails. Every time that I am away from ET for a while, I'm overwhelmed by the amount of wiki changes/diary entries/posts/
So, as a petty revenge, I'm gonna make several diary entries.
Well, the previous one was the "good". Now the bad. Duality is always important.
Yesterday I lost my job. That means that I'm unemployed (yep, that was redundant). I'll be still working in the store on Saturdays, but several changes in the way they work and the money they need to be run made it impossible to keep two employees. I was going to be the one that stayed, since I've been around a lot longer, but one of the owners of one of the comic book shops (it's kinda complicated. There's one guy who has two half stores and societies with different persons for each one. The employee that stays has to work for both shops. I have an excellent relation with both owners of the branch that is in a shopping mall, but...) doesn't want to work with me. He says that there is no "feeling". REality is that I can't stand him. Also, he wants to put his wife to work there. So, I'm out of a job.
After having the conversation with my boss, I went home, talked with my mother, and then put a record. It turned it was "Employment" by Kaiser Chief. But I swear it was only because it was already in the cd player :P
Luckily, I bought Jamiroquai's ticket the day previous to this situation. Now I can worry how to pay it, since I used the credit card to buy my ticket and that of a friend :P
Ah, of course, as usual: "Si no hay solución, no voy a llorar"
*Sings*
"Seven days in sunny June, were long enough to bloom, the flowers in the summer dress you wore in spring"
Seven Days In Sunny June
"She's just a cosmic girl, from another galaxy, my heart's a zero gravity"
Cosmic Girl
"Futures made of virtual insanity, always seems to be governed by this love we have, For useless twisting our new technology,Oh now there is no sound - for we all live underground"
Virtual Insanity
All songs by Jamiroquai, of course.
I bought my ticket for Jamiroquai's show! Yay!
So, some of you may be wondering about one of my latest moods (no, not "In the shower". That one's pretty clear. Of course that, by now, I've been in the shower for 3 days in a row. I want the world's record. And [ally] has reasons to complain about me spending all the water :P ): "Let's sue".
Here's the thing: There's a newspaper that a few months ago started to edit a humor magazine with the sunday edition. Or something like that. I never bought it. In any case, in their radio, TV and newspaper ads they've been using a slogan that says "Se viene el absurdaje" (impossible to translate, I think, so I won't even try). That slogan is based in something that a TV star said like 2/3 years ago.
Curiously, that slogan has been used before. Long time before. In the middle of 2004. By UPMA! We are the creators of that. Not only that, but we know that at least one person in the staff of that magazine has read UPMA. Needless to say, we are less than happy about it.
The interesting part is that we, unlike most fanzines, actually registered most of our production. We are "serious" that way. Therefore, we have proofs that they copied us. So, we've already talked with our lawyer (it's the subdirector of the place where one of the UPMAs work and will represent us for free) and we are seeing what we can do.
The idea isn't to go to court but send a letter and have some kind of meeting to see what they offer. If they don't offer anything, then we'll start the legal work. So, we are suing! (We should be getting together with the lawyer one of these days to see how much or what he wants to ask for. I'll update later).
Posted by [Viking] in one of the forums today. You all (well, not all, only some of you) know how I feel about suicide and how I like to make humor with death and other nasty things. So, this was perfect for me :P
http://www.rea
Five years, one t-shirt
I'm currently wearing an Oasis t-shirt. It's new, even though it features the old members of the band. Still, the two important ones are there, even though Liam kinda looks like a woman. Anyway, there's a story with this shirt.
Before I started working in the comicbook shop where I work I was a customer there. And they used to sell rock t-shirts. So, a few years ago, in 2000, I ordered an Oasis t-shirt. It never arrived... or, at least, I never got it. A real pity. Years passed, I start to work in Meridiana.
Last weekend we had to totally clean the place of furniture and matherial, because they are remodelling the place. That's why I am on vacation right now. Anyway, we were cleaning everything and putting everything in boxes when we got to a very old group of t-shirts that weren't being sold because they were rock ones. And between them, my Oasis t-shirt. Of course, I grabbed it and put it in my backpack. Since we were about to use the shirts to clean things and protect glasses, I didn't pay for it.
So, it took me only five years but I have my Oasis t-shirt and for free :P
I was kinda bored, so I ruined my throat doing this (I recorded it like 10 times in different styles and tones before deciding that I wasn't going to be able to get it right).
My particular vision of how metal should be:
<URL:stuff/
A few weeks ago I bought an MP3 player, so now is probably a good time to send me songs in mp3, since I'm actually gonna listen to them (I usually don't listen to them when on the computer).
Also, I'm trying to get some mp3 by Kaiser Chief and Panic at the Disco (the whole albums, if possible).
PUNK WANTS MUSIC!
So, after answering several of these things, I had to create one.
http://kevan.o
http://kevan.o
Well, I had to do it. It was just a matter of time. If it wasn't me, it would have been somebody else. It was bound to happen. So, I created a Fans Club. You may want to join it, so check it.
PS: Do you remember the old, good times when I didn't make a new diary entry every day? Yes? Cool. I don't.
Is it efficient or does it kill
With the skill of a cluster bomb?
"More than toast" The Mr T Experience
I'm spending a few days on my own, since my familiy is on vacation. I really should go to the supermarket, I think.
*checks the fridge*
Some lettuce, a few potatoes, coffee and some meat of the one used to make burguers. And that's all.
I'm also running low on milk.
So I should go buy things. Problem is that I don't have money :P Seemss that I'll have to use the credit card. Damn. I'll be paying my lunch in a month. By that moment, it won't be part of my organism anymore. I hate to pay for things that I'm not using.
So, I'm quoting myself because, as [ally] said, I'm a self-admiring narcist... not that there's any other kind of narcist.
Post by [ally]
Hmms no that wuold be too Tarantino-ish.
POst by me:
*imagines the whole secuence*
Escene 1
Outdoors, Backyard, Night
[Viking] and [ally] walk towards the parked car. It's a black car, an old model. There's a bump on the right side and the trunk is slightly open.
[Viking] - The size of the burguer isn't so important as the taste, y'know? And those burguers...
[ally] - Yes, but you end up paying more for less.
[Viking] - Ok, but the toys... they had Starsky and Hutch toys. And I mean the original show ones, not that new flick. D'you know what I mean? Starky And fucking Hutch.
Both hitmen reach the trunk at the same time.
[Viking] - You probably don't know what I'm talking about. You are too young. But back in those days, those were the cops. Now it's all about hitting the suspect and not showing that you are gay.
Viking sighs and opens the trunk.
[ally] - Well... I'm not sure about the cops back then, but I'd say that the one inside the trunk is pretty much dead.
The trunk closes with a loud thud.
Escene 2
Indoors, Street 1, Morning
A man walks slowly in the street. From a car, a big man dressed all in yellow shoots him 567 times. The man falls.
Err... is it normal for sausages to make some kind of whistling noise when you are roasting them?
In the last week I've been almost beheaded twice by doves flying low (well, low for a dove, really low for a plane and incredibly high for a dog). I've seen in "SEinfeld" that there's a pact with them, where we let them use our monuments as bathrooms and they stay out of the way of our cars. Apparently, that pact doesn't apply to my head :P Of course, they are doves. What can be expected of them?