::Outra vez!!

Vou só aqui e já volto

Ando com uma sorte do caraças :)

::Sem talões e essas merdas

A míúda está contente, isso vê-se. Arranjou emprego no supermercado que agora a Rita Blanco resolveu publicitar. Ainda diz "Bom dia", "Boa tarde" e "Boa noite" aos clientes. Ainda sorri genuinamente e ajuda-nos a pôr os artigos no saquinho, mesmo que não seja o saquinho que ela tem para vender.
Dou-lhe duas semanas para começar a odiar visceralmente e fantasiar torturas a cada pessoa que começa a despejar coisas na passadeira.
Hei-de lá voltar, de propósito à caixa dela só para ver.

::Dúvidas que eu tenho

Quanto mais idosos são os destinatários, mais alto falam ao telemóvel?

::A gasolina desceu 0,04€/litro

e eu com isso, continuo a pagar a merda de 1,20€ no trajecto Carcavelos-Cascais no comboio. Eco medidas o caralhinho.

::Tenho cá para mim que

algo de muito errado se passa no mundo quando a música de Gotan Project é utilizada em anúncios de detergente de loiça.

::Bastille

De Isabel Coixet, esta curta faz parte da série de curtas "Paris Je t'aime" e é a minha favorita.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0I3mBzJGRIM

::Brandi Carlile - The Story

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you