¿Donde esta la biblioteca?

Mesdames et messieurs, ladies and gentlemen, damas y caballeros, gente que predigo nunca en su vida va a leer esto considerando el poco trafico que he tenido dada mi poca actividad y lo dificil que es encontrar blogs en internet ha llegado el glorioso dia de mi retorno. Pero aunque no sea permanente (aun no lo se) es por una causa justa y necesaria. Justa porque creo en la justicia y probablemente esto no tenga nada que ver con ella y no se si sera justo pero es lo que hay y no puedo decir que una causa es necesaria sin decir que es justa. Necesaria porque sirve un proposito, un proposito majestuoso y glorioso, un proposito acerca de una obligacion que nunca prescribe, un proposito muy mio y nada suyo.

La cantidad de talentos que tengo es para serles sincero, muy poca. Se resume a unas cuantas actividades y una de ella es esta. Escribir pretendiendo que muchos me leeran aunque probablemente solo lo haga una persona, vos sabes quien sos. Contrario a mi ultimo post, la persona a la que describire no llego a mi vida hace un year (la enie de mi teclado no funciona, disculpa mi ineptitud). Asi que para hacerles largo un cuento corto empezare a describir a esa persona.

Imaginense la mujer que todos quieren: guapa, inteligente, amante de los videojuegos, amante de los deportes, graciosa, unica. Probablemente todos estemos buscando a una mujer con estas caracteristicas y tristemente no la podremos encontrar. Vamos a pasar la vida buscandola y buscandola y vamos a encontrar a una que tenga unas 4 o 5 caracteristicas de las que queremos y con ello nos conformamos porque caballeros no podemos tener toda la torta para nosotros solos. NUNCA, NEVER, JAMAISE. Ahora les dire algo con un coloquialismo tan catracho (porque catracho soy) que no se esperaban: ¿Que pedos que si existe? EXISTE! EXISTE! EXISTE! Yo se que existe porque saben que perros de aldea? Yo la encontre.

Yo encontre a esa mujer por la que todos ustedes suspiran sin conocer, yo la he visto y he hablado con ella y no les dire su nombre porque ella sabe quien es y probablemente solo ella lea este material porque es para ELLA no para todos ustedes perros de aldea! SUFRAN! SUFRAN Y MUERANSE DE LA ENVIDIA! Casualmente en aproximadamente 16 minutos estara celebrando su natalicio, lo bueno del asunto es que no es casualidad porque el proposito de este material es exactamente ese, felicitar a esa dama que todos ustedes quieren.

Mira (vos sabes quien sos) yo no se si fue la distancia o tal vez culpa de mi ignorancia pero tuve la dicha y la fortuna de poder toparme con vos en esta vida. Yo no se si alguna vez podre conquistarte, yo no se que fue lo que te puso en mi camino ni porque, yo no se tantas cosas que me gustaria saber y daria lo que fuera por hacerlo, pero lo que si se es que por el tiempo que tenga la dicha de poder tenerte en mi vida yo estare eternamente agradecido. Porque yo no solo me encontre a una mujer que todos quieren, yo me encontre a una mujer que es lo que todos quieren y mas. A la mujer cebolla, capa tras capa tras capa de cosas nuevas y fabulosas que al final de todo no podes hacer mas que llorar y no de tristeza (aunque puede ser) sino de dicha porque el descubrimiento nunca se acaba. Espero que cumplas muchos years mas y pues te envio un abrazo grande y mucho carino. Sos unica, hermosa, divertida y pasable (decis vos) y nunca lo olvides pero si llegaras a hacerlo aqui va a estar Johnny para recordartelo.

Para terminar un video de unas ardillas bailando las buenas rolas de Michael Jackson. :) Have a nice day!

About a year ago...

Sometimes I feel the need to tell you what I'm talking about because some of my titles have little or no thing to do with the stories I tell and even when they I do, well I still do it mainly because I enjoy this part of my day. As the title would suggest this story started about a year ago; when exactly? Well I have a general idea but I'm pretty sure I'd be wrong if I suggested some sort of date so my approximation, like most lame approximations, is set in the time frame of year.

So well I walked into this house and... well you can read the J factor to find out about the story that happened in the house and some of what happened after that but what's happened in between is really interesting. Actually I'd be lying if I say it was interesting, but guess what motherfuckers? I'd be glad to go over it again.


Yes I'm pretty sure by this point you're probably wondering if I'm drunk (I'm not) because I appear to be making no sense at all .

No sense at all

But the funny part is if you read my shit you'll realize it's ok, like an arguing woman I don't have the need to make sense to get through with my arguments. I could easily end this entry right now, but fuck you cause I won't. I came here today with a purpose and by the power of the mighty Loki, I will get through with it!

Not so mighty at times...

So where was I? Curing Aids right?...wait, I'm pretty sure I should post that on MY OTHER PUBLICATION.... So about a year ago I met this wonderful wonderful wonderful person and well now I have to write more on it don't I? It would seem kind of pretty damn lame if I had built all that hype just to say I met a great gal. It would feel like one of those Jason Sudeikis movies that are nothing but hype

2 straight hours of ball busting scenes....

So yeah...she's awesome like.... well let's set things straight: it's pretty hard to write about it because it's simply impossible to explain. Have you ever scored a last minute goal? Have you ever witnessed the birth of your kids? Have you ever watched Schindler's List? If you have done at least one of those things you know what it's like to live, or find, or see one of those once in a lifetime events that can't be described well simply because you have to be there to know. You just know... you just know...

So in the midst of her birthday and knowing she'll probably read this I'll simply say I've been blessed for having her in my life and I really hope that things carry on that way and though some things are better left unsaid appreciation for those who matter in our lives should never be one of those. Have a great one!

Not to be confused with THE Great One

Le Soldat d'Hiver

"Winter is coming..." Loneliness is a word that many don't seem to understand. People often confuse loneliness with being alone when in reality the difference is quite abysmal. I've been blessed in life with a great amount of friends, real friends, those who won't ever leave you in times of distress. Thing is when I tell them I feel lonely, they often react with the same phrases: "I'm here for you man, don't worry" "You're not alone man, we're here for you" "I know it's hard but you got your friends" However they fail to understand how one is helpless in winter:No matter how many hugs you get or how much warmth you feel, it's still cold outside. Regardless of what people do or say, no one can change the fact that when winter comes it's here to stay and the only solution is fighting the battle, a battle that must be fought by one man. Problems will come and the skies will be dark and filled with clouds and no friend you know will ever get rid of winter, friends are soldiers of summer and they can't stop winter. With determination as a sword and an army of personal strength one can however make it through winter and see the sun once again. As the moon shines high and lonely, stars won't ever leave her alone. If only if only if only the wood pecker sighs the bark on the trees was as soft as the skies as the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only.