babyyy just ask mee
Si uno todos los dias se cruza con una persona que originalmente no conoce, luego de muchas veces de cruzarce, no queda mal que no se saluden? pero si es asi, en que momento uno se debe empezar a saludar? como saber quien lo va a hacer primero?.
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Si hay una persona que usualmente no saludo, que pasa si en alguna ocasion se encuentra junto a otra persona que si saludo, hay que saludar a ambos? eh?
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Porque usualmente cuando alguien por la calle saluda a otra persona diciendole "Como va?", la respuesta (que generalmente es "bien" aunque no sea verdad) no devuelve la pregunta? o sea porque se asume que no es necesario preguntar por el estado del otro?
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Si pudiera elegir a algun lugar del mundo para visitar, primero iria a Japón, aunque ahi el tema de los saludos es aun más complicado.
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Tema del dia: Autobiography -Ashlee Simpson
You think you know me
Word on the street is that you do
You want my history
What others tell you won't be true
I walked a thousand miles while everyone was asleep
Nobody's really seen my million subtleties
Got stains on my t-shirt and I'm the biggest flirt
Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh
Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark
If you want my auto, want my autobiography
Baby, just ask me
I hear you talking
Well, it's my turn now
I'm talking back
Look in my eyes
So you can see just where I'm at
I walked a thousand miles to find one river of peace
I walked a million more to find what fish is which
Got stains on my t-shirt and I'm the biggest flirt
Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh
Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark
If you want my auto, want my autobiography
Baby, just ask me
I'm the baddest girl in this messed up world
I'm the crazy girl in this crazy world
I'm a simple girl in a complex world
A nasty girl, you wanna get with me?
You wanna mess with me?
Got stains on my t-shirt and I'm the biggest flirt
Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh
I laugh more than I cry
You piss me off, good-bye
Got stains on my t-shirt and I'm the biggest flirt
If you want my auto, want my autobiography
Baby, just ask me
soy un cacahuate si!!
El titulo va dedicado sin hacer falta que aclare a quien, je.
Hace un par de años habia un dibujo en locomotion que tenia una trama bastante interesante, la cosa que planteaba era que cuando uno sueña en realidad esta en la realidad, y cuando estamos despiertos estamos en el sueño de la realidad verdadera. Y a mi se me ocurrio que si esto fuese cierto nos pasariamos mucho mas tiempo en la no-realidad que en la realidad, aparte todas las personas que conozco no existirian, a menos que tambien sean soñadores que comparten mi mismo sueño.
En realidad puede ser cierto esto, es una cuestion de perspectivas, desde donde se miren las cosas.
See you in my dreams (if I).
Tema del dia: (no, Diego Torres no)
Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo
que justo en la raya afloja al llegar
y que al regresar parece decir:
no olvides, hermano,
vos sabes, no hay que jugar...
Por una cabeza, metejon de un dia,
de aquella coqueta y risueña mujer
que al jurar sonriendo,
el amor que esta mintiendo
quema en una hoguera todo mi querer.
Por una cabeza
todas las locuras
su boca que besa
borra la tristeza,
calma la amargura.
Por una cabeza
si ella me olvida
que importa perderme,
mil veces la vida
para que vivir...
Cuantos desengaños, por una cabeza,
yo jure mil veces no vuelvo a insistir
pero si un mirar me hiere al pasar,
su boca de fuego, otra vez, quiero besar.
Basta de carreras, se acabo la timba,
un final reñido yo no vuelvo a ver,
pero si algun pingo llega a ser fija el domingo,
yo me juego entero, que le voy a hacer.
how wonderfull life...
-Cual es el paradigma de programación que menos les gusta a los Comunistas?
-No sé, cual?
-El orientado a objetos.
-Por qué?
-Por que suele haber muchas clases distintas.
Perdón para los que lo lean y no sean informaticos puede resultarles sin sentido, igual no se preocupen, es igual o peor que el de blog esponja.
Hoy estuve en un negocio que tiene cientos de los avioncitos para armar que quiero, me parece que me voy a comprar uno que es tipo biplano (de esos viejos). No se porque me gustan los aviones de guerra, creo que por la estetica mas que nada, porque no me agrada mucho la idea para la que se suelen usar. Por ahi tienen algo de copado los duelos en el aire, pero no quiere decir que me guste que maten a alguien.
Igual, si tengo que ir a una guerra y morir peleando que sea contra unos orcos y con un arco y flechas en la mano.
Tema del día: Your song-Elton John
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
el mejor chiste
Hoy estuve pensando todo el día este chiste:
-Cual es el blog más gracioso y popular de todos?
-No sé, cual?
-Blog Esponja.
....... ........ cric cric
Hoy no hay canción, estoy nominado para dejar la academia.
fly away from here
Quiero comprarme un modelo de avioncito para armar, me acuerdo que tenia uno cuando era chico y lo habia armado, tambien habia armado un robot que estaba re cope.
Se que hay que tener paciencia y habilidad para eso pero espero lograrlo.
No creo que lo pinte, porque capaz lo arruino, pero dejandolo armadito ya seria feliz.
Ahhh miren a la derecha --->> puse un cosito para dejar mensajitos de forma más rápida, pueden poner caritas (para ver cuales hay apreten en smileys). Espero lo usen.
Tema del dia: Un'estate italiana - Gianna Nannini-Edoardo Benato
Forse non sara' una canzone
a cambiare le regole del gioco
ma voglio viverla cosi' quest'avventura
senza frontiere e con il cuore in gola
E il mondo in una giostra di colori
e il vento accarezza le bandiere
arriva un brivido e ti trascina via
e sciogli in un abbraccio la follia
notti magiche
inseguendo un goal
sotto il cielodi un'estate italiana
E negli occhi tuoi
voglia di vincere
un'estateun'avventura in piu'
Quel sogno che comincia da bambino
e che ti porta sempre piu' lontano
non e' una favola
-e dagli spogliatoi
escono i ragazzi e siamo noi
Oh oh oh oh...notti magiche
inseguendo un goal
sotto il cielodi un'estate italiana
E negli occhi tuoi
voglia di vincere
un'estate
un'avventura in piu'
notti magiche
Cual sera el mejor empleo de todos? el de deportista esta bueno, porque la tarea en si a realizar es "jugar" lo que deberia ser una diversion (aunque en algunos deportes muy profesionalizados ya no lo parezca) pero a mi me gustaria hacer algo que deje algun vestigio más "fisico" del desempeño.
Hablando del deporte, siempre me cuestione el tema de ser "hincha" de algun club, porque en definitiva los jugadores suelen cambiar todo el tiempo y aparte cuando uno discute con otro de otro club no es como que muy obvio que no se le va a dar nunca la razón al otro, por más que la tenga, sino que se defiende ciegamente algo.
Hoy tengo menos redaccion que nunca, es que estoy poco inspirado entonces lo primero que me viene a la mente lo escribo en crudo, asi no se escapa.
Tema del dia : Save me - Remi Zero (ya se que el nombre de la banda es gracioso, pero existe, es del opening de Smallville).
I feel my wings have broken in your hands
I feel the words unspoken inside
When they pull you under
And I would give you anything you want
Well all I wanted
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I've been waiting for you
I see the world has folded in your heart
I feel the waves crash down inside
And they pull me under
I would give you anything you want
Well all I wanted
And all my dreams have fallen down
Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I've been waiting for you
And all my dreams are on the ground
Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just save me
I've made this whole world shine for
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I'm still waiting for you
knock knock knocking on heaven doors
Hoy a eso de las 6 am luego de haber bajado del micro vi pintado con tiza en la vereda un cosito de esos con los que se juegan a la rayuela, en donde dice "Tierra" en un extremo, y en el otro "Cielo". Me di cuenta que el mensaje que el juego te da es bastante cierto, ya que podés estar por un ratito en el Cielo pero siempre tenes que bajar a la Tierra. Que garrónnnnn, repito por 1231 vez,
quiero ser hippie.
Ahhh a vos chofer del micro, no te tengo miedo!.
Tema del día: Robbie Williams - Misunderstood.
Trying to be misunderstood,
But it doesn’t do me any good,
Love the way in this mother me,
And their face for eternity,
Now let them all fly half,
When it comes down,
It all comes down,
And you will not be found,
When it’s over, It’s all over,
Even if I make a sound
I’ll be misunderstood,
By the beautiful and good in this city,
None of it was planned,
Take me by the hand,
Just don’t try and understand
Trying to be misunderstood,
Just a product of my childhood,
Still I find myself outside,
You can’t say I haven’t tried,
Perhaps I tried to hard,
No excuses,
I Won’t apologise,
To justify your lies,
Come find me,
Tell them to me,
Look me in the eyes
I’ll be misunderstood,
By the beautiful and good in this city,
None of this was planned,
Take me by the hand,
just don’t try and understand
Can’t forgive sorry to say,
You don’t know you’re guilty anyway,
Isn’t it funny how we don’t speak the language of love?
summerland
Algun dia voy a jugar al squash con el amigo Diego, dada mi poca habilidad para los deportes de raquetitas no creo que me vaya bien, pero espero que se apiade de mi un poco (diego no te tenemos miedo, jeje).
Tengo que averiguar si hay riesgo de "bola en la ingle" y si de ser asi cuales son los resguardos a tomar.
La canción de hoy vale por la de los dia que no hubo, la escuche como 20 veces y todavia no me cansa:
Tema del dia: Vector - Maaya Sakamoto
Told myself for a long time
Don't go there
You will only be sorry
Told myself so many times
I just had to take a look
In those faraway eyes
In them I saw a longing
For something
Maybe I couldn't give you
Said it's all in my mind
"It ain't nothing"
Don't say that
Don't say that
Darling no
Don't say anything at all
Because I've seen it now
Can't pretend anymore
"It ain't nothing"
Do you know what I mean?
And have you seen it too?
Do you know what I mean?
Do you know?
And I'll do anything
Just tell me what it means
'Cause I can't live in doubt anymore
Do we try or should we just say good-bye
If you'd rather be somewhere
That's not here
Then you just gotta tell me
'Cause there's so much more to life
Than pretending
Don't you know
Don't you know
Darling for you
I'd do anything at all
I wanna be with you
But that look in your eyes
Tells me something
Do you know what I mean?
And have you seen it too?
Do you know what I mean?
Do you know?
And I'll do anything
Just tell me what it means
'Cause I can't live in doubt anymore
Do we try or should we just say good-bye
I wanna know
Can you tell me
I wanna know
Will you tell me
Is it hello
It is good-bye
I gotta know
Won't you tell me
I gotta know
You can tell meIs it hello
Or just good-bye
I gotta know
Can you tell me
I gotta know
Will you tell me
Is it hello
Is it good-bye
I gotta know
Won't you tell me
I gotta know
You can tell me
Is it hello
Is it good-bye
si el lim de x -> 0 de (13/x*1) tiende a infinito, cual debe ser el valor de x para que esa función tienda a Discovery?
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Hoy no es un dia inspirativo (no se si existe esa palabra, pero estoy poco inspirado como para buscar otra). Perdón que hoy no hay tema del dia.
como puede ser?
como puede ser señor Ibarra? Eh?
Me acuerdo que en la pared de un terreno baldio, habia unos agujeros, cuando era muy chico me dijeron que fueron hechos por un elefante (el cual dio senda patada hacia atrás) de un circo que se alojaba transitoriamente alli.
Me molesta el ruido a bolsas arrugandose.
Eh? Como puede ser señor Ibarra?
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No intentar buscarle lógica a lo anterior dado que carece totalmente de sentido.
Tema del dìa: The Cure - Taking off
Tomorrow I can start again
With back to earth and carry on
The same as I did yesterday
Yeah I'll pick it up once more
And morning I'll be onto it
From square one start
And push it for a bit
Like I do everyday...
I'll get it down for sure
But tonight I climb with you
Tonight
So high with you
Tonight I shine with you
Tonight
Oh I'm so alive with you
Tomorrow I'll begin again
With heavy head to hold it
As I do it all like yesterday
Yeah I'll break it out again
And morning I'll be there in time
For clock back move
And make it for awhile
To get through everyday...
I'll roll it out the same
But tonight I climb with you
Tonight
So high with you
Tonight I shine with you
Tonight I'm so alive...
With you it's always here and never there
With you it's always here and never where
With you it's always here and never how
With you it's always here and always now
Yeah tomorrow I will start again
With back to earth and carry on
The same as I did yesterday
Yeah I'll pick it up once more
And morning I'll be onto it
From square one start and "bit a for it push"
Like I do everyday...
I'll get it down for sure
But tonight I climb with you
Tonight
So high with you
Tonight I shine with you
Tonight
mucha mucha gente
Algunas veces me encontre a mi mismo pensando que cualquier cosa que yo pudiera estar haciendo, alguien en algun lado del mundo casi seguro estaba haciendo lo mismo. Es que hay tanta gente que es muy posible que eso suceda.
Por ej. por mas que haga algo bien ridiculo como puede ser dibujar a Teletubbie con sandalias a lunares amarillos, un gorro de chef en la cabeza, y comiendo pepinos, puede suceder que entre tanta gente alguien haga lo mismo.
Tema del dia: Scissor Sisters - Laura
Laura, can't you give me some time,
I got to give myself one more chance.
To be the man that I know I am.
To be the man that I know I am.
Won't you just tell Cincinnati,
I'm Gonna need your love.
Don't you give me your love?
Don't you give me your,
Ch'mon,
Ch'mon,
Where is your love?
Don't you give me your love,
Don't you give me your,
Ch'mon,
Ch'mon,
Where is your love?
Don't you give me your love?
Don't you give me your.
Freeda, cant you spare me a dime?
I got to give myself one more chance.
To ring the band that I know I'm in.
To ring the band that I know I'm in.
Won't you just tell Baby Daddy,
I'm gonna need his love.
Why don't you give me his love?
Why don't you give me his,
Ch'mon,
Ch'mon,
Where is your love?
Don't you give me your love,
Don't you give me your,
Ch'mon,
Ch'mon,
Where is your love?
Don't you give me your love.
Don't you give me your.
This'll be the last time,
I ever do your hair.
One face among the many,
I never thought you cared.
This'll be the last time,
I ever do your hair.
One face among the many,
I never thought you cared
do you have the time?
Estaria bueno tener muchisimo tiempo como para poder quedarse por lo menos un dia en cada lugar copado del mundo. Debe haber millones de cosas las cuales valga la pena ver y disfrutar, siempre ahi, disponibles, mientras nosotros nos pasamos la vida trabajando, estudiando, o haciendo lo que nos deparó el destino.
Tema del dia: Green Day- Basketcase
Do you have the time
to listen to me whine
About NOTHING and EVERYTHIN
Gall at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
SHE says it's lack of sex
that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
SHE said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
it's bringing HER down
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Uh,yuh,yuh,ya
Grasping to CONTROL
So I BETTER hold on
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONE
and i said to myself...
Para que obtener una vida nueva si puedo mejorar la que ya tengo?
Esa es la pregunta del dia, y espero que la pueda poner en práctica. No importa lo bien que te pueda ir llendo, siempre hay que apuntar a que te vaya mejor y si no te sale, seguir intententandolo.
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Basta de reflexiones, ahora paso a lo concreto. Me olvidé los anteojos y tuve que estar todo el dia frente a la pc todo el día, porlo que me duele la cabeza y el mundo parece estar atrás de una gran catarata.
Tema del día: Frank Sinatra - What a wonderfull world
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Oh yeah
Living in the shadooowss
Querido blogger: Dia feo el de hoy, calor, depresión, más calor. Un desastre.
Pero no importa, es solo un dia, todo puede cambiar.
Lo mejor fue el helado de kiwi que comí, tremendo.
Mucho más para contar no tengo, asi que ahi va la canción del dia, esa que te acompaña como banda de sonido oficial.
Aclaro que aunque parezca no es un tema evangelista, está muy cope y vale la pena escucharlo.
Joan Osbourne - One of us
If God had a Name,
what would it be and
would You call it to His face
if You were faced
with Him in all His Glory,
what would you ask
if You had just One Question...
and Yeah, yeah
God is Great
Yeah, yeah
God is Good
Yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of Us?
Just a slob like one of Us?
Just a Stranger on a bus, trying to make His
way Home...
If God had a Face,
what would it look like and
would You want to See
if seeing meant that
You would have to Believe
in things like
Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
and allthe Prophets and...
and Yeah, yeah
God is Great
Yeah, yeah
God is Good
Yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of Us?
Just a slob like one of Us?
Just a Stranger on a bus,
trying to make His way Home...
Primerooo
Wiiiii, puedo contar mis historias locas, que bueno. ^_^u
Nos vemos en los proximos posts.
Chuass
