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wWednesday, November 26, 2003


My blood runs cold... I just tried this 80's songs fill-in-the-blanks. 100 songs, you need to complete the lyrics. I got a final result of 62.5, so what's your score?

posted by Luis at 12:41 PM


wTuesday, November 25, 2003


Well... the wedding was a success. Chaos and mayhem did ensue, but afterwards came the fun and dancing and seeing the family. Later on, mariachis and batucada and more dancing. I had fun with my date, Adriana, a friend from college with which I worked for about a year after we finished classes. All in all, a lot of fun.


PEF PEF PEF. Yesterday, at midnight, me and my teammate finished our pre-project, to be delivered today and to be presented next week. It's gonna be hell next semester when we're working on our kinda-thesis-thingie but afterwards we'll get our degree and finally leave that infernal hell-hole that college has become (although there are lots of nice babes there).


Stupid moment of the day:

"Hello, we're here to change your broken window".
"Okie, step this way with the new window, just be careful..."
*Crash* *Tinkle tinkle tinkle*
"Er, we'll be back tomorrow to change it, ok?"
Shit happens.

posted by Luis at 6:14 PM


wWednesday, November 19, 2003


Wedding bells a-ringing. No, not mine. My brother's getting married in 3 days, and the whole family's going to be there. Chaos and mayhem ensue.



posted by Luis at 6:59 PM


wFriday, November 14, 2003


People are people. I just found out about Huminity, something about interconnecting people and chatting with friends, friends of friends, and whathaveyou. I've been using Tribe for a little while, but after a few sessions it got kinda boring. Not that it's not useful or anything, but why bother logging in to read about my friends when I can just pop up the ol' Messenger and just IM them?

I'll see if Huminity is as interesting as it looks. More to come later.


Love? Darling? My little love avocado? What can you call someone you love, to show that person that you care about her (or him, as the case may be) without using the word "love"? A friend of mine told me a while ago something interesting:

You call everyone "love". I dont feel unique.

Ouch. I don't think I call everyone of my female friends "love", but on the other hand every one of them is special to me, each in her own big or small way. More research needed on this issue.

posted by Luis at 8:31 PM


wWednesday, November 12, 2003


Blue moon. Well, not quite blue; actually tonight the moon is kind of white with a slight yellowish tint.


I can see the moon from this room; from this chair, there's a small piece of sky that can be seen through the side window, and at this moment the moon is right in the center of that window.


Now that's nothing peculiar or out of the ordinary... unless you stop and think that, in a few more decades, we could have people living right there, if we could only pull our colective head out of our colective metaphorical ass and stop killing each other here on Earth. The whole Universe is ours for the taking, and we're squandering away our time stuck here. One errant asteroid or comet could wipe us out in an astronomical second, and that's it, the Fat Lady has sung and boy was she pissed. Guess we must wait until a small one strikes somewhere in the globe; maybe that'll teach us that we shouldn't put all of our eggs in a single basket, even if it's a basket as big as the whole planet.


Besides, the Vogons could come here any day now!

posted by Luis at 10:03 PM


wThursday, November 06, 2003


Some bits you keep, some bits you lose. I just saw Matrix Revolutions last night. I wont spoil your evening with some spoily spoilers, but all I can say is... uhhh... can't think of anything at the moment.

It was OK, the visual effects were a bit better than the ones in Reloaded, but I think the story lagged a bit and the secondary characters were under-used.

Having said that, here's a phrase I have to write for future reference:

We need a vis-a-vis encounter. Or, rather, a boobies-a-vis encounter.

There. Feel free to use it. Share and enjoy!


posted by Luis at 8:26 PM


wWednesday, November 05, 2003


Mario sucks. Big time! He got himself a Blog almost half a year ago, and he didn't tell me so I couldn't update my template in order to point to his new blog.


I know, I know, it sounds too "girly-whiny-gayish" or something, but dammit I hate to be left in the dark about things. It's not the end of the world, and there's no Freedom of Information clause in our friendship unspoken agreement or anything, but still...


Well, to each his own. He must've had his reasons. If he wants to split his attention between different groups of friends, well, more power to him.

posted by Luis at 2:58 PM


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My name is Ozymandias, king of kings. Check this poem, if you would: Ozymandias, by Percy Bysshe Shelly. Percy Bysshe Shelly was Mary Shelly's husband; Mary Shelly wrote Frankestein, and they were both friends of Lord Byron.


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posted by Luis at 2:32 PM


wSunday, November 02, 2003


I saw my black wolf crying out.... One of the strangest things about people is that you can have a perfectly normal, allegedly sane person, with a normal life and a nice family, good job, money in the bank, a loving family... and the next thing you know, he's getting a gun and eating a bullet, or O.D.ing on vodka and painkillers.


And the weird part is... I totally get that person. Or at least his line of thought. Sure it's pretty messed up, but sometimes I can't help but look around me and go, So this is life, huh? How nice. Can I get off now?.


One of the last freedoms any man, any human being, should always have, is the right to decide how and when to end his or her own life. Take this case in Florida, for example. The State of Florida has decided to mantain this woman alive, even though she asked her husband to let her die if she ever became a vegetable. But no, Governor Bush (figures) decides to take the law into his own hands and they make up a new law targeted almost exclusively at her case.


I guess what pisses me off the most is that, if the State (government, church, robot overlords from space, whatever) has a bigger _right_ to keep me alive than myself, then I am not truly free, am I? And maybe suicide is the last stand a person may have when faced with this underlying, secret subyugation.

Finally, as parting words, some e. e. cummings:
Listen: there's a hell of a good universe next door; lets go.

posted by Luis at 11:44 AM