A mí la lluvia sí me inspira...

The beauty of sad songs (the ultimate sad song - bonus track)

Radiohead - Creep

When you were here before

Couldn't look you in the eye

You're just like an angel,

Your skin makes me cry.

You float like a feather

In a beautiful world

I wish I was special

You're so very (fuckin') special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here...
I don't care if it hurts

I want to have control

I want a perfect body

I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice

When I'm not around

You're so very special

I wish I was special
But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here...
She's running out again

She's running out

She's run, run, run, running out
Whatever makes you happy

Whatever you want

You're so very special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here

I don't belong here.

The beauty of sad songs (part 5)

Oasis - Cast no shadow

Here's a thought for every man

who tries to understand what is in his hands

He walks along the open road of love and life

surviving if he can

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say

Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

Here's a thought for every man

who tries to understand what is in his hands

He walks along the open road of love and life

surviving if he can

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say

Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As they took his soul they stole his pride

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

As he faced the sun he cast no shadow

No te bancás un tiro en la gamba...

Heather, yo entiendo que vos estés intentando cambiar la imagen que tenemos sobre tu persona. Pero no es necesario dar lástima y llevar las piernas bajo el brazo. Por favor, comprate un bolsitooooo!

Ayer volvió CQC

Redondito...

The beauty of sad songs (part 4)

The Charlatans - Cry yourself to sleep

Staring
Staring further away
Won't you help me
Help me live for the day
Cry yourself to sleep my little girl
Don't you cry for me
but for the rest of the world
Won't you be my lady
Won't you be my lady
Lady now
Stay here
Don't wish your life away
Heaven help me
Help me to live through the day
Cry yourself to sleep my little girl
Don't you cry for me
but for the rest of your world
And all the things they said
Playing tricks with your head
(Won't you be my lady?)
Now I sit here all alone like a king with no throne
(Won't you be my lady?)
Lady now
Won't you come home
Na na na, na na na
And all the things they said
Playing tricks with your head
(Won't you be my lady?)
Now I sit here all alone like a king with no throne
(Won't you be my lady?)
Lady now

Jaaaaaaaaaa! Pure genius!

Last night Oasis' Noel Gallagher spoke about the baby on a radio show, saying: “I’m looking forward to seeing a direct cross between me and my missus because she is gorgeous and I’m a genius — God help ya.”

Nota a Noel: she's not that gorgeous, man!

Partidazo!

Ayer me comí las uñas viendo el partido de Cañas y Federer. Qué emoción! Igual, fue medio raro. Tengo este problema con los número 1, por más que no sean mis favoritos, me da cosita cuando pierden.

Con esta humedad...

Salí lacia de casa y terminé como las chicas de la foto

The beauty of sad songs (part 3)

Lone star state of mine - River Phoenix

The more I hurt,

the less I feel

The more I know,

the less I rest in this

lone star state of mine
The more I hurt,

the less I feel

The more I know,

the less I rest in this

lone star state on mine
Say it straight,

don't bend my ear

When I'm walking lost in the evening air

You two-step into my idle heart,

tearing up my songs with minor cords now
The more I saw

the less I worked

Now that can't be good for some boy out of love,

out of touch, out of lust, out of soul, not of song
The more I hurt, the less I feel

Quiero una torta húmeda de chocolate como la de Fridays!

Ñam Ñam Ñam (como diría el pequeño tirano rubio...)

Raaaaaaaaain

Y ahora que solo me plancho el pelo en ocasiones especiales (cumpleaños, salidas...) empiezo a sufrir con este clima lluvioso. Igual, no me quedan feas las ondas, porque tengo mi super crema que todo lo controla y aquieta. Pero bueno, no puedo evitar tocarme el pelo cada cinco minutos para ver si todo está en su lugar. Qué difícil es ser yooooo!!!!!!

Mission Impossible: Chucuchuuuu

Chan Chan

Chan Chan Chan Chan

Chan Chan Chan Chan

Chan Chan Chan Chan

The beauty of sad songs (part 2)

Don't cry (alt.) - Guns n' Roses

If we could see tomorrow

What of your plans

No one can live in sorrow

Ask all your friends

Times that you took in stride

They're back in demand

I was the one who's washing

Blood off your hands

Don't you cry tonight

I still love you baby

Don't you cry tonight

Don't you cry tonight

There's a heaven above you baby

And don't you cry tonight

I know the things you wanted

They're not what you have

With all the people talkin'

It's drivin' you mad

If I was standin' by you

How would you feel

Knowing your love's decided

And all love is real

An don't you cry tonight

Don't you cry tonight

Don't you cry tonight

There's a heaven above you baby

And don't you cry tonight

I thought I could live in your world

As years all went by

With all the voices I've heard

Something has died

And when you're in need of someone

My heart won't deny you

So many seem so lonely

With no one left to cry to baby

And don't you cry tonight

And don't you cry tonight

And don't you cry tonight

There's a heaven above you baby

And don't you cry

Don't you ever cry

Don't you cry tonight

Baby maybe someday

Don't you cry

Don't you ever cry

Don't you cry

Tonight

Peinados imposibles (por lo menos, para mí)

Siempre quise hacerme una trenza cosida. Pero debo ser muy tonta, porque no logro entender cómo se hace! No aporta mucho que de chiquita se la pedía a mi mamá, pero ella siempre me dijo que no sabía hacerla. Yo creo que sabía, pero era tal el trabajo y yo soy tan quisquillosa como hija, que se debe haber hecho bien la osa...

What was I thinking??

No puse mucho esmero y hoy tengo una vestimenta very Angelina. Y eso que soy parte del Team Aniston...

The beauty of sad songs (part 1)

Rainy Days And Mondays - Carpenters

Talkin' to myself and feelin' old

Sometimes I'd like to quit

Nothing ever seems to fit

Hangin' around

Nothing to do but frown

Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

What I've got they used to call the blues

Nothin' is really wrong

Feelin' like I don't belong

Walkin' around

Some kind of lonely clown

Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

Funny but it seems I always wind up here

with youNice to know somebody loves me

Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do

Run and find the one who loves me.

What I feel has come and gone before

No need to talk it out

We know what it's all about

Hangin' around

Nothing to do but frown

Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

Fresh start

Brand new life...

Love is in the air (the ultimate love song - bonus track)

Oasis - Wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day

That they're gonna throw it back to you

By now you should've somehow

Realized what you gotta do

I don't believe that anybody

Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street

That the fire in your heart is out

I'm sure you've heard it all before

But you never really had a doubt

I don't believe that anybody feels

The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding

And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

There are many things that I would

Like to say to you

I don't know how

Because maybe

You're gonna be the one who saves me ?

And after all

You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day?

But they'll never throw it back to you

By now you should've somehow

Realized what you're not to do

I don't believe that anybody

Feels the way I do

About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding

And all the lights that light the way are blinding

There are many things that

I would like to say to you

I don't know how

I said maybe

You're gonna be the one who saves me ?

And after all

You're my wonderwall

I said maybe

You're gonna be the one who saves me ?

And after all

You're my wonderwall

Said maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me

You're gonna be the one that saves me

You're gonna be the one that saves me

Love is un the air (part 5)

Oasis - Slide Away

Slide away - and give it all you've got

My today - fell in from the top

I dream of you - and all the things you say

I wonder where you are now?

Hold me down - all the world's asleep

I need you now - you've knocked me off my feet

I dream of you - we talk of growing old

But you said please don't !

Slide in baby - together we'll fly

I've tried praying - and I know just what you're saying to me

Now that you're mine

I'll find a way

Of chasing the sun

Let me be the one that shines with you

In the morning when you don't know what to do

Two of a kind

We'll find a way

To do what we've done

Let me be the one that shines with you

And we can slide away.

Slide away - and give it all you've got

My today - fell in from the top

I dream of you - and all the things you say

I wonder where you are now?

Slide in baby - together we'll fly

I've tried praying - and I know just what you're saying to me

Now that you're mine

I'll find a way

Of chasing the sun

Let me be the one that shines with you

In the morning when you don't know what to do

Two of a kind

We'll find a way

To do what we've done

Cool...

Sigo queriendo su ropa...

Love is in the air (part 4)

Coldplay - Yellow

Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And everything you do,

Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,

I wrote a song for you,

And all the things you do,

And it was called "Yellow."

So then I took my turn,

Oh what a thing to have done,

And it was all yellow.

Your skin

Oh yeah, your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

You know, you know I love you so,

You know I love you so.

I swam across,

I jumped across for you,

Oh what a thing to do.

Cos you were all yellow,

I drew a line,

I drew a line for you,

Oh what a thing to do,

And it was all yellow.

Your skin,

Oh yeah your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

And you know for you,

I'd bleed myself dry for you,

I'd bleed myself dry.

It's true, look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And all the things that you do.

Estos dos son de temer

Kate y Pete, el terror de los lavados Gwyneth y Chris Martin. Serán sus nuevos vecinos...

Love is in the air (part 3)

U2 - All I want is you

You say you want

Diamonds on a ring of gold

You say you want

Your story to remain untold

But all the promises we make

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

You say you'll give me

A highway with no one on it

Treasure just to look upon it

All the riches in the night

You say you'll give me

Eyes in a moon of blindness

A river in a time of dryness

A harbour in the tempest

But all the promises we make

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

You say you want

Your love to work out right

To last with me through the night

You say you want

Diamonds on a ring of gold

Your story to remain untold

Your love not to grow cold

All the promises we break

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

You...all I want is...

You...all I want is...

You...all I want is...

You...

Querido Maxi Patané...

... soy toda tuya. Pasá por casa cuando quieras. Pero, aflojá con las gafas en lugares cerrados porque no quedan bien.

Pantalones de Caballito...

Estuve prestando atención a mis alrededores y noté que la gran mayoría de las mujeres de mi barrio está usando el mismo pantalón (en diferentes colores, eso sí). Y me sorprende, porque yo nunca los vi en ningún local de la zona. Ahora, me pregunto, será que cuando llegás al barrio te dan un kit? Porque si es así, yo nunca recibí mi uniforme, señor Telerman!!!!!!

Gracias, Mario. No hay de qué, Martina...

Y sí, el encargado de mi edificio me llama por mi nombre. Después de seis meses viviendo ahí y de que hayamos empezado pésimamente, ahora nos llevamos genial. Yo no caigo bien a primera vista (ni a segunda, ni a tercera...), pero hay que llevarse de lo mejorcito con los encargados porque te pueden salvar en una emergencia. Lo positivo es que se convirtió en mi asistente personal (PA), porque cuando me quieren tocar el portero los del correo a las 8 de la matina de un sábado, él los frena y recibe las cosas diciendo que es muy temprano y puedo estar descansandooooooooo! Jaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! In-cre-í-ble!

Love is in the air (part 2)

Gwen Stefani - Cool

It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right
And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
Yeah, I know we're cool
And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we're hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
C-cool, I know we're cool
I know we're cool

Cuidado, hay mucho celestino dando vueltas...

Últimamente, la pregunta que está en el puesto Nº 1 del Top Five es: "querés que te presente a un amigo?". Y yo no comprendo la razón por la cual no me dejan estar un par de semanas sola, disfrutando de la tranquilidad de no tener que estar pendiente del llamado o la visita de un hombre. Yo me llevo tan bien conmigo, que creo que me voy a "auto-casar". Soy la persona con la cuál quiero tener hijos. Nunca me peleo conmigo misma y estoy muy de acuerdo con todas las determinaciones que tomo. O sea, que soy mi pareja perfecta. Pero la perfección es aburrida (true pefection has to be imperfect), así que ya voy a salir a buscar a alguno que me embarre un poco la cancha...
Tenía que descargarme, cuando tu hermano ya quiere presentarte a alguien, sabés que llegaste al punto máximo...

Love is in the air...

The Corrs - Breathless

Go on, go on

Leave me breathless

Come on

The daylight's fading slowly

The time with you is standing still

I'm waiting for you only

The slightest touch and I feel weak

I cannot lie

From you I can not hide

I'm losing will to try

Can't hide it

Can't fight it

So go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Tempt me, tease me

'Till I can't deny this

Loving feeling

Let me long for your kiss

Go on, go on

Yeah come on

And if there's no tomorrow

And all we have is here and now

I'm happy just to have you

You're all the love I need somehow

It's like a dream

Although I'm not asleep

I never want to wake up

Don't lose it

Don't leave it

So go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Tempt me, tease me

'Till I can't deny this

Loving feeling

Let me long for your kiss

Go on, go on

Yeah come on

And I can't lie

From you I can not hide

I've lost my will to try

Can't hide it

Can't fight it

So go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Tempt me, tease me

'Till I can't deny this

Loving feeling

Make me long for your kiss

Go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Go on, go on

Come on leave me breathless

Go on, go on

Yo siempre digo estas cosas...

Hoy hay olor a Londres....

No estoy loca, yo soy de sentir estas cosas. Podemos estar en la mitad de junio y yo salto con un: "Hoy hay olor a Navidad! La Navidad está en el aire!" Bueno... Hoy sentí olor a Londres, y me transportó a abril del 2000 (no del todo, porque no me siento de 22, pero bueno, no todo es perfección...)

Hoy, en la ducha, empecé a cantar lo siguiente...

Nada bueno (Antonio Birabent)

¿Dónde habíamos quedado?

Retomemos desde ahí.

No descubrí nada imprescindible

Y me fui de ahí, viaje.

Y comprobé que aunque me escape

todos los lugares me encuentran.

Ahora los veo venir. Solos.

Se apoderan de mí.

Y yo me dejo llevar,

y yo me dejo elevar también

Y desde ahí sentir que no hay nada bueno.

Recordé que no hay nada bueno.

¿Dónde habíamos quedado?

Retomemos desde ahí.

Cuando no te tengo cerca todos los sitios son ajenos,

y el presente es un continuo deseo:

que el tiempo pase y llegue algo nuevo,

que el tiempo pase y llegue algo bueno.

Pero no descubro nada imprescindible.

Me recuesto y vuelvo a sentir:

que no hay nada bueno en ti.

Recordé que no hay nada bueno...

Tengo una nueva adicción...

Los jelly-sandwiches. Son sandwiches de pan lactal con mantequilla de maní y mermelada de frutillas. Bittersweet. Love them, mmmmm, yummy...

Not a housewife, but quite desperate...

Yo no soy una ama de casa perfecta, estoy bastante lejos de eso. Pero desde que descubrí este producto, mi vida cambió por completo! Ahora me siento Florencia Peña! Salvando las distancias, obviamente: ya que no soy un tanquecito, ni tengo el pelo decolorado al mango, tampoco uso extensiones, ni mido 1.50, ni tengo un marido medio feucho, pero se entiende el punto. Gracias Flor por promocionar este producto!

Feliz cumpleaños pequeño tirano rubioooo!!!

Debería traducirla al castellano, pero me da fiaca... Busquen un diccionario!!

Walking In My Shoes (Depeche Mode)

I would tell you about the things

They put me through

The pain I've been subjected to

But the Lord himself would blush

The countless feasts laid at my feet

Forbidden fruits for me to eat

But I think your pulse would start to rush
Now I'm not looking for absolution

Forgiveness for the things I do

But before you come to any conclusions

Try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps

Keep the same appointments I kept

If you try walking in my shoes

If you try walking in my shoes
Morality would frown upon

Decency look down upon

The scapegoat fate's made of me

But I promise now, my judge and jurors

My intentions couldn't have been purer

My case is easy to see
I'm not looking for a clearer conscience

Peace of mind after what I've been through

And before we talk of any repentance

Try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps

Keep the same appointments I kept

If you try walking in my shoes

If you try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes
Now I'm not looking for absolution

Forgiveness for the things I do

But before you come to any conclusions

Try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps

Keep the same appointments I kept

If you try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps

Keep the same appointments I kept

If you try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes

If you try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes

Se va a poder fumar hasta en las guarderías...

Si Lanata llega al Gobierno de la Ciudad, ni hablar! Vuelve el cigarrillo a los lugares cerrados!!

Todavía no empezó el otoño...

Y ya se me empezó a caer el pelo. Siempre me pasa en esta época (bueno, le pasa a la mayoría de la gente), pero la cantidad que perdí hoy era como para hacerle un quincho nuevo a Soldán! Tendré que comprar un casco masajeador?? Ahora que lo pienso, un ex mío lo tenía!! Jaaaaa! Yo tengo ese poder, puedo provocar la calvicie en determinadas personas. Soy Super Balding Chick!!

With all the changing seasons of my life, maybe I'll get it right next time

Hoy tengo uno de esos días en los que me gustaría hacer gigantografías de algunas fotos y llenarlas de dardos. Muajajaaaaaaaaaa...
Igualmente, la idea siempre queda en la nada, porque yo soy re bueeeena.

Preparativos cumpleañeros para un niño que no va a comprender la razón de tanto alboroto...

El festejo del primer cumpleaños es raro. Principalmente, porque el niño en cuestión no tiene ni la menor idea de por qué la gente le anda alrededor ese día. Tampoco tiene muchos amigos, porque a esa edad, pocos van al jardín maternal, pero hay algunos primos y el resto somos todos grandulones. Entonces, ese cumpleaños es realmente para el niño o para los adultos? Yo quiero contratar un pelotero! Es una gran oportunidad de hacer payasadas y que nadie me juzgue con la mirada. Y también queremos guirnaldas (considerando la altura promedio de los dueños de la casa donde se hará el festejo y de las que nos ofrecimos a ayudar, francamente, no sé quién las colgará. Haremos la pirámide humana...). Pero los globos, eso sí que es un problema, porque la madre de la criatura se marea cuando los infla (menos mal que nos avisó, sino se veían frustrados todos los cumpleaños de acá hasta los 10!). Yo, ni lerda ni perezosa, encontré la solución (que probablemente no usaremos, ya que me veo inflando a lo loco, pero...):

http://www.experimentar.gov.ar/newexperi/notas/fisicaloca/globopizza.htm

Si necesitaba otro motivo para nunca entrar a C&A...

...me lo dieron poniendo a la Oreiro como imagen de la marca.

Congrats to Noel and Sara for the pregnancy!!!

Y yo que pensaba llevar su próximo hijo en mi vientre, ufa...

Comentario malicioso: supuestamente, Sara tiene 31 años (sólo dos más que yo), pero está hecha pelota! O yo parezco una niña, mmmm... muajajajajaaaaaa

Primero fue Speedy, ahora es Yahoo...

Estaba luchando desde hace una semana con el servicio de Speedy que no me dejaba cargar bien las páginas, y por lo tanto, me quitaba el privilegio de navegar como dios manda. Y ahora que todo se arregló, Yahoo no me deja entrar a mi correo. Estoy usando la versión nueva, esa que se parece al outlook, pero no puedo chequear! En fin, otra cosa que no sale como esperaba...

Una imagen vale más que...

Este tema de Bersuit hoy significa mucho...

Desconexión sideral
Un astronauta y una bruja

viajan en una burbuja derechito para el sol,

ese fuego que creció...

Si se calienta el detergente

y revienta eso que sienten

pueden perder el control,

y también la conexión,

certidumbre o ilusión

epidérmica ficción.

Él cree en naves espaciales

y en efectos especiales

que nunca verificó

que en su puta vida vio...

Ella practica con escobas

ve el futuro en una bola

que un colgado le vendió

y también la convenció

de su poder interior

esa magia de cartón....

En el aire, ruegan gotas de amor

gotas de amor....

El vago juega con la idea

de crear un gran sistema

que permita otra fusión

otro tipo de valor...

Pero la bruja lo contiene

y adivina lo que quiere

por que él ya fue y volvió

al infierno del terror

a ese mundo tan glotón

que te come el corazón...

A veces pasa que la fiebre

sube misteriosamente

y se retira sin razón,

como toda aparición...

Una burbuja reventada

ya no significa nada

y abatidos van los dos

sin creencia o religión

alejándose del sol

en opuesta dirección....

Un retorno eterno

al vacío, al vacío...

Un retorno eterno

al vacío, VACÍOS...

NUNCA LA VIDA ES TAN PRECISA

NADIE TIENE ESA FIJA

QUE TE SACA DEL MONTÓN

Y TE MUESTRA ALGO MEJOR...

NI EL ASTRONAUTA NI LA BRUJA

SABEN QUÉ HACER CON LA CULPA

Y EL MIEDO QUE LES DEJÓ

SU SIDERAL DESCONEXIÓN....

En el aire , ruegan

gotas de amor, gotas de amor...

Hoy más que nunca

Llueve en Buenos Aires...

Stand Up Comedy!!!

El sábado nos reiremos con Juan, no de Juan (jeje)...