Sunday, November 28, 2004

How Many Butalbital Do I Take To Get High

Estropeing

seems to have come of my time "favorites" of the year: The period in which everything breaks down. Let's recap:

"The car (this is a classic) is making me a strange noise at idle. As if nasal. If a bike I'd bet on the clutch, but in the case of a four wheel ... viz.

-The router. It's not really that has been damaged, is ... may never have been fine. The problem is that I have not been found but now when I had the opportunity. Not synchronized with the ADSL central when the Wanadoo modem that I have saved here do immediately. I have left to do a couple of tests, but I fear that 45 euros just fly away ... me and missed me that things had worked so well on eBay ... "My connection

RTB Wanadoo. Getting worse. Fortunately, the ADSL is in the offing: Monday 22 and had DSLAM sync. It just takes Jazztel tells me a fucking a user and password (do not think it's so complicated, I say ... I have a week with nonsense).

"My scanner. This is what gives me most pain: an excellent SCSI Hewlett Packard was accompanying me since 1998. It is the computer peripheral that has lasted longer than me by far. But now, color scanning, produces a yellow band (you can see in the pictures of my previous post). That sounds like fucking CCD sensors and complicated solution.

-Studies. The bastards of the academy to which I subscribe (Adams) I want to charge 270 euros (!!!!) for a renewal of six months, when I remember I have read, to contract the service, the price of this operation was 60 or 70 euros. Anda, if any competition, I would send him to where the back loses its noble name.

"It took a few days to download the 260 megs of Service Pack 2 for Windows XP, and it is the English version, incompatible with mine in Castilian (XD). The truth is that this is a story intranscendental because what I have installed Windows XP but do not use. And again, get out the Service Pack 2 do it primarily to keep the busy and that I was not cut (something common in RTB). Hala, another 260 megawatts in the queue.


And on top will start la época navideña. Para terminar de rematar la cosa.



Bueno, entre tanto contratiempo, los felices hallazgos alegran la existencia. Llevaba tiempo buscando un tratado ortográfico que despejara mis dudas acerca de la acentuación de diptongos e hiatos. Aunque sospechaba que en la página de la RAE tenía que existir una cosa así, no me había puesto a buscarlo por pura desidia:

Ortografía de la lengua castellana

Es un archivo PDF de 63 páginas y 1.3 MB que con mucho gusto imprimiría e introduciría --usando cierto orificio posterior-- en todos ésos que escriben "XQ" en vez de "porque". A ver si de esa manera se les pegaba algo, aunque out by osmosis ...


Kisses and / or hugs (delete or write "vesotes" and "habrazos" as appropriate).

Honeywell Thermostat 5000 And Noise

Meme 3:

This is what I have stolen from [info] loremaula and [info] van_duran .

But, of course, will have to undergo some changes. And it has not given me yet carry bag, despite the prevailing metrosexualfilia almost suggests to us that we should do. So I'll make a list of what I normally wallet and pockets.

portfolio

0. Is a model of imitation leather normalito. I'm not as glamorous to care that is good or bad. It has many departments and rugged looks, which is what interests me.

Mi cartera

1. VISA. I use it mostly for petrol (although it seems bullshit, psychologically damage me pay less credit than cash). Although it never hurts when I tag in the box of a store and I realize I've left my money at home, something that happens far more often than is desirable.

2. The "Travel Club". Loyalty of those little card with you accumulate points and give you gifts. Every ten years you tend to gather around fifteen million points they give you to catch you a bedside alarm clock ... but as it is free ...

3. Card "Sol Latino." Yes, last year I got to pay me a session of UVA rays. With my night time I go way, not turn white, but transparent. In December we can say that I do not see the sun.

4. The board of the National Health System. Well, the doctor always asks me ...

5. Optical loyalty cards. I do not know why not throw them, because two years ago that I do not wear contact lenses, and these things are useful, particularly to buy cleaning fluid.

6. A ten-trip ticket to the Metropolitan Transport Authority Barcelona. More expired that aerobics classes Nasarre Eva, but I keep as a souvenir of that city. I spent six trips: enough to make it profitable.

7. Another ten-trip ticket, the Community of Madrid. Is poised to follow the same fate as his fellow Catalan (I spent nine), which would please me greatly: this usually means that I have not been damaged the car and therefore I have not seen the need to use uncomfortable public transport.

Indeed, this is proof that the Catalans have the largest .

8. A slip of paper with the address [info] van_duran (I think it was when I had to send something by mail). The funny thing is that it is a card behind a car dealership in Ecija (Seville), whose owner must be the so Antonio . Must see the laps that we have given this book and I ...

9. My National Identity Card. With a frightening picture, as is the custom and tradition. The address on the reverse is true, strange to me.

10. My Official Certificate of Sloth. Or in other words, a flyer that states that I should not do heavy physical exertion, because of my back injury for life. Which included in my comics website was destroyed in both wet by rain (when I worked in the open.)

11. My card (license) to drive. It does have a fake address (hehe), so I avoid if possible give me a fine rod. I think about 2000 euros for traffic violations:-P

12. Business index cards more or less useless. Have you ever done has given a series of them, without any particular reason, and distribute them to all your friends? So here are those that have been giving me, all people connected with the manganime . Posted on purpose to make your hair stand on end to some of my readers, is Muñoz Lazarus of (peeps around a logo of "Minami

"...) 13. My card customer in the store "Akira." In the days when buying comics and stuff ...

14. Tickets for the purchase of hyper, computer stores, proof of certified mailings, cards of various sites ... most will disappear in the next clean (which usually comes when the thickness of the portfolio is such that, when I sit, I do it visibly leaning to one side).

15. And finally (I have not scanned because they are too large), a page of the Official Gazette, concerning the regulation of mobile and stations. As I have noted that there is a monumental mess over what to do with the cell phone while filling the tank of the car, always carry in case an agent attempts to fine me for no reason.

can also be money in the form of a bill of 5 or 10 euros, but it's a rare circumstance ;-)

pockets

Of the four pockets with jeans (jeans) that usually lead, the portfolio holds the right rear. No fear rob me, because my ass is not exactly small charge of breathing atmospheres there enough pressure to be required forceps and four Basques to extract the portfolio of that site. To which is added to usually wear shirts outside the trousers, so more expert or Roma would be able to swipe the portfolio without needing the help of Gypsy and a carving knife.

The rest of the pockets is the material that you see here below:

Basurilla en mi bolsillo
busiest
keychain containing the house keys (two), the garage, the mailbox and padlock amos I have not. That thing that makes black rectangular keychain has a whopping thirteen years, and I kept it in memory of a friend who thought she would never to see. Now it seems that we live five hundred yards of each other.

The keychain holds together the other car. Nothing pijerías remotes or cards, the typical metal key also rotates (as shown). The unidentified object is a bottle opener / nail clippers, but unfortunately the latter function was damaged. Another day in the hobbies section will include in my biography in installments, I will explain my dependence on the clippers (the greatest invention in the history of humanity, in my little humble opinion).

The metallic-looking thing above is a USB stick to try to carry around. And You know, a portable memory that, when connected to your computer, removable hard disk does. Is too small for what is seen today (32 MB), but it fits me an updated antivirus program and various tools to clean Windows, something I have to do quite often, and certainly with pleasure. In the remaining space I put documents that I have to switch to paper in the office (at home I have no printer).

Finally, that prehistoric-looking black device is my cell phone, ladrillotorola . Corresponding to the philosophy governing diogeniana my life, my goal is to have the oldest and cheapest cell phone around the country (although people like [info] van_duran put me difficult ). Their characteristics are listed based on what not have: color screen, camera, polyphonic ringtones, vibration (sigh), clock, stopwatch, T9 predictive dictionary, multimedia messages, lithium battery ...



Well in short, that's it (that's enough). Intended to continue with what I have in the car and travel toiletries (!?), but I fear that this has already exceeded a recommended size. Not to be a bag, has not been too bad.

Kisses and / or hugs (strike or take away through a hole in trousers not applicable).

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Caribbean Cruise Line Caribbeancl.com

bag the Olympics ... " here? 5-13

The other day I read in the newspaper the People's Party (conservative) accused the PSOE (social) not hard enough to support the candidature of Madrid for the organization of the Olympic Games in 2012.

Go to brown Zapatero. I do not want to imagine who thinks like me, I'm against the conclusion in this city. It is clear that when the mass flows borreguiles start flowing in a given direction, to see who is the handsome face plant them. Which opposes the fashion item of the capital of Spain can be branded unpatriotic, terrorist, or something pederast worse.

I object mainly for one reason: I do not think Madrid can afford such economic waste. It is an open secret that the staging of the Olympic Games (Not olympics) is always in deficit. There are still cities that are paying the loans. And as in the capital have no problem just ... public transportation, public safety, infrastructure, health ... just imagine the money you could invest in support for access to housing and / or women wishing to have children, are going to throw in the annals of Olympic bullshit, to begin to piss me off.

But of course. There are a win-win in this (well, that and everything else): banking - loans and more loans - and the big construction / energy. And since they are the ones who have everything and we have them all (like Mr. Slaughter of Mano Negra's song), have to work their journalistic lackeys to give him all the positive publicity as possible to English candidature. What is often enough for the popular herd is oriented in a certain way: yes to the Olympics

To make matters worse, I started to smell up another reason that could beat all records of stupidity: the rivalry with Barcelona. As if we had not had enough of this (un) planning policy to absorb surrounding villages and hold a chaotic urban structure with the sole purpose of be bigger than Barcelona , now we doomed to repeat the same crap. I hope that is not a factor, although a few mindless peper as Hall and the Community, you can expect boasts like these ... and worse.

And for the icing on the heap of nonsense, just take a look at the "weak points" that the IOC believes it has the English candidacy:

security, accommodation and lack of experience organize sports events are the 'unresolved' in Madrid 2012 to get make a success of your project on July 6 next year in Singapore.

Ya. "And no one has forgotten something? Does not remember its sublime to Madrid in July and August hell on earth ? Claaaaaro, it is well sentadito in the shade in the office, touching the eggs with the air conditioning (as in the car and the chalet). I would like to see all those wearing ties run 500 meters, at two in the afternoon, on the dates on which held the damn games. I assure you to pay for it.

Celebrate Summer Olympics in any city that reaches 35 degrees (Madrid gets even at night) should be prohibited, and athletes would have to agree to refuse to undergo such torment. And he still wanted to organize Sevilla! Damn, to remain half-hearted, better let us go to the Kalahari Desert to run the marathon, do not fuck. And then sell to the participants as roast chicken and we took a bonus.

Anyway. I wish you all the luck in the world to Paris, London, New York and Moscow. Let's see if we libráis of this brown.


Kisses and / or greetings (delete or tuck your rectum by Espe Aguirre -linking as appropriate)

Friday, November 19, 2004

Workout With Herpes Outbreak?



If there is anyone out there who still follows me know a numerical title as this post involves decorating a new chapter of my biography in installments. And possibly the most difficult to write, certainly.


raised
Since I carry this series, I had many doubts about the tone you should give. Realistically or relaxed? I finally decided that you had enough already with your daily miseries for you foisted above mine, so the general trend will be to go over the gory facts.

But that means time to face my primary and narrate a way that is entertaining, as was the period she has been hatching all weakness, grief, phobias and mental disorders has the [info] rrraven current (which are not few).



Anyway. A bad day, my mother thought Madrid was too dangerous and unhealthy for the development of a child (which was not strong misguided, truth be told), so the three of us packed up and moved forty-five miles north, specifically to a population of about a thousand people call Talamanca de Jarama , but from now on call pueblomierda .

I do not want to dwell on the negative more than the minimum necessary. Let's say for most of the eight courses which consisted of EGB (primary school), I was one of the classic children-target receiving ridicule from others when they have nothing better to do. And occasionally, physical violence (although this was not enough, fortunately).



This stage was part of my personality, fortunately, not all. For starters, I had to learn much later to relate to people, because most of my childhood was spent refuge with (the outside world was synonymous with hostility). Even at thirteen I had no courage to approach a stranger or walking down the street without looking at soil and submissive attitude, fearful that some enemy appeared turning a corner.

also marked deficiencies subsequently have always crept into my love-sex relationships. At the tender age of six years, and with the precocity that I characterized my earlier era, would find his home to a girl named Noel to go together to school. Custom which was used by my colleagues ones to add an additional source of bullying and crush length with the subject. My young mind associated with "going out with girls" with "jokes", so I did not Noelia house ... or closer to any other girl in the next twenty years.



There were also positive things, of course. Apart from a warm refuge, my house was a niche culture. He had a huge shelf full of books to read (my parents have always been lovers of lyrics) and the world all the time, so I spent my childhood acquired varied knowledge. I recognize that in those early years I threw it most informative to the novel had a weakness especially noticeable in zoology, both present and past (dinosaurs and other stupid,). I am also passionate about the automotive world: it could describe the technical characteristics of any car in Europe of time.

When I got bored of the material home, went to my second home, which was the local library (look like the typical introverted child recibepalos of Stephen King novels ). They woke up my taste for comics. At home I had enough material available to me English (suitable for my age Ibáñez, Escobar, Vázquez, etc.), But could not compare to the variety and abundance of the library, where I began to appreciate European artists such as Hergé or partner Uderzo / Goscinny . I swallowed several times the entire collection of Tintin Asterix and Lucky Luke, in addition to the long stories Mortadelo and Philemon.

The next logical step would have been the American and European comic something more adult, but then woke my true geek side: the computer, which sided my less unhealthy fondness for the eighth art. It's a much longer history, but broadly speaking, what started with some innocent bundles of computers that I bought my father ("My Computer") ended up degenerating into the Sinclair ZX Spectrum 48k in 1985 arrived at my home. And I fully absorbed, both at programming (that blessed BASIC with all veterans developers current began to make his first steps) and in the game. And is that few machines have been squeezed as much as the Spectrum for playing games of yore. I had a friend who was getting - I never knew how - all the latest news of the day so piratilla, so he was my eMule particular.

Interestingly, many years later it was also the cause of the computer to leave the manganime, but that's another story and deserves to be told another time.



would truthfully say that he had no friend. From time to time with other gang was so marginal beings like me and they all studied outside pueblomierda came to weekends and summers. The truth is that as children we were, we share many days and nights of playing computer games and run around the quiet streets of the aldeilla.



My school day was not a dish that will taste with pleasure (there were my colleagues to embitter existence), but did not prevent my school record was unblemished, except in the last grade of primary school (by then, the "eighth ") that my score dropped to" remarkable "(that's a 7 / 8 of 10). Except for the gym, approved without studying most subjects fatal thing that came later in high school: it was not used to drive the elbows .


Although not exactly a happy childhood, I had a hard no. As the blind man who has never seen the light, I was not aware of what I was missing. Until he reached high school, the change of scenery, and my life turned hundred eighty degrees. Then I realized that until then had been vegetating, who had squandered much of the best of life.



But this and be part of the next installment, I promise more fun. It's been the worst.