Afortunadamente

es imposible llorar y bostezar al mismo tiempo.

IP : G8

That's what my radio alarm clock says ever since that glass of water accidentally fell on it. Numbers, letters and special characters spun round for long minutes like in some roullette machine. Then it just landed on «IP : G8». That was my grand prize.

A weird time to be.

I swear I didn't try and kill it. It was an accident.

Y en el ritmo tú me entenderás

Ayer aprendí algo nuevo: aprendí que la batería es un instrumento que se toca con todo el cuerpo, no sólo con los brazos y las piernas, y que no hay que pensarlo sino sentirlo. Entendí que por eso me parece el instrumento más difícil, y ahora, como siempre que comprendo la dificultad de algo, quiero aprenderlo.

Puedes usar mi piel / Como cuero para tú tambor, hey! / Con mis huesos percutir / Todo tu odio hacia mí / Y en el ritmo entenderás / Y en el ritmo tú me escucharás

Por eso siento que se me sale el corazón cuando tocamos Mentira.

The True Truth will set you free

'Any alcoholic beverages tonight, ma'm?'
'I had one beer,' I said, looking at him straight in the eye and in an 'oh shit, you caught me' kind of tone.
He said he stopped me because I was speeding, something I find impossible to do in my crummy old car, which barely goes faster than 55 mph. Besides, I had just pulled out of my parking spot about two blocks away.
'Are you aware there is absolutely no tolerance for drinking and driving?'
'No, sir. I wasn't aware you couldn't drink one beer and then drive a short distance back home,' still looking at him straight in the eye, which (don't tell my mother about this) is my favourite lying technique.
'You were going far too fast.'
'I’m sorry, I might have rushed because it's late and I have to go to work in the morning. Mind you, all those other cars are going pretty fast,' I said, rather cheekily.
'Where do you live?,’ he asked, staring at my license, which, by the way, has my address on it.
'Colonia Terminal.'
'Well, I’ll have to give you a ticket for speeding, and you’ll have to get a dictamen médico in a place that’s really far away from where you live. The ticket for drinking and driving is a lot of money,' he said, obviously trying to scare me into bribing him.
'That's fine by me, sir.'
He made a long pause for dramatic effect, and then said, 'Are you sure you only had one beer?'
'Positive.'
'Because, if you tell me the Truth, you can go home.'
'I only had one beer.'

I'm gonna lock my heart and throw away the key

And if I never fall in love again
that's soon enough for me.



Una vez Mol me dijo que yo escribía (bloggeaba) de una forma muy arriesgada; que me exponía mucho. Le contesté que no me importaba, pero ya me está empezando a dar miedo esto de dejar entrever la verdad a través de mentiras muy elaboradas.

Me pondría a escribir ciencia ficción, pero creo que haría exactamente lo mismo.

So I suppose you mean moderation, best of both, third way and threesomes are all the same type of thing.