Happy birthday

A post for anniversaries

Today this blog accomplishes the beautiful age of 6 years old.



In september it will start school...
(... maybe in some years it will run by himself)

Oh Nej! Not again...

I feel exactly the same way when I started to write this blog...

(maybe my poet soul will arise now)

Resumo de uma sexta-feira ao final do dia

There are really only 2 things that Danes may envy other nations: one is warm winters and the other one is... a beautiful language
(from Xenophobe's guide to the Danes)

Os Portugueses acham que ser Português é um privilégio e os torna especiais. Dizem eles que se o Sul da Europa fosse uma Praca de Touros, Portugal era o "El Matador"! [...] A missao dos Portugueses na vida é ajudar o resto do mundo a perceber quão maravilhoso é Portugal. Os Portugueses têm pena das pobres almas que não são Portuguesas, nunca visitaram o País e que vivem em abencoada ignorância nas suas terras
(adapted from Xenophobe's guide to the Danes)

Resumo de um sábado a tarde

1) Twittar como Jesus twittou: O papa twittou um twitt no twittar com o seu iPad. Eu acho admirável um homem que twitta twitts no twitter com o seu iPad e ao mesmo tempo diz "Ah, mas isso do preservativo são modernices"

2) O Passos Coelho quer menos estado, mas percisa de mais impostos. Ou seja, o novo modelo do Estado é uma especie a Nouvelle Cousine do estado: pequenino mas é caro. Uma folha de alface e uma ervilha, 50€

3) A campanha do Turismo do Alentejo em Espanha é o equivalente a promover Lisboa no Porto com um cartaz com uma caixa de fosforos e uma frase "Venha por isto tudo a arder!"

4) Imaginem o que é viver num país africano, mas a pagar impostos de nórdico! (...) Em vez de distribuir a riqueza, o que se faz é redistribuir a pobreza

Governo Sombra (RAP)

Tudo o que precisa de saber para fazer népia em grande estilo

"Não fazer nada é uma atividade interior; não é preguiça, é reflexão." (Albert Cossery)

Hoje acordei assim...

First day of Summer in DK.
First night of Distortion.
First summer cloths on.
First day of Island Brygge.
But I feel like going to FMM in Sines.

Things aren't the same...

... I miss you

Hoje acordei assim...

...

3 Sigur rós albums playing in repeat means:
a) need to cure a depressive state of mind
b) need to take a difficult decision
c) need to forget someone or something
d) need for a blanket, a hot tea, and to be caressed
e) a suitable replacement for "feel like crying" on Stereomood
f) none of the above mentioned
g) all the above options (including option f) )

Hoje acordei assim...

Chemicals will hit you
Chemicals will knock you down
Is it over cause you feel no pain
Throwing me around
You attack my head with numbers
You tack my room with things of glass
You attack my neighbours `til you`ve found someone
Who`s cleaning up the mess
You are no good
Cause I know you can`t sleep
Til you know your overbearance makes me creep



Must be the effect of the 7 pills taken this morning...

about yesterday's concert

tricky caused serious and irreverisble brain damages

and tonight will be like this...

You make me wanna die...

Tricky - Makes me wanna die by bebepanda

Hoje acordei

assim...

Couldn't you wait until the evening, Kate?

Poor little girl that will have nightmares for the rest of her youth...

About my trip in Toscana...

If I haven't experienced self-combustion while entering in one of the thousands of churches, cathedrals, chapels, baptisteries, sanctuaries, ... of Tuscany, it might be god saying that I haven’t been sinning enough!

I've fallen in love

... for fungi porcini!

Hoje acordei assim...

Marcharei contigo a Avenida da Liberdade...

Para que não esqueçamos: 25 de Abril, SEMPRE!

Um livro para todos os dias

"Há dias tão grandes que parecem um mês inteiro. Há dias que passam num abrir e fechar de olhos.

Há dias para lembrar. Há dias para esquecer.

Há dias em que só pensamos no futuro. E dias em que temos saudades de quase tudo.

Há dias reais. Dias irreais. E dias surreais.

Há dias de greve. De trânsito e de engarrafamentos.

Há dias de eleições e de novos governos.

Há dias sem carros.

Há dias da mãe, do pai e da criança. Dias da música, da água e da dança. E há dias em que perdemos a esperança.

Há dias em que nos apetecia mandar nisto tudo!

E dias de sofá.

Há dias em que precisamos de um café. E dias em que precisamos de um abraço.

Há dias que pedem uma banda sonora. E há dias em que nos apetece cantar no duche.

Há dias e dias. E dias que não são dias.

Há dias que deviam durar para sempre.

Há dias que já lá vão. Há dias que nunca mais chegam.

Há dias em que contamos os dias para as férias.

Há dias em que vamos ao quadro.

Há dias em que fazemos asneiras.

Há dias em que perdemos a cabeça."



da planeta tangerina. Se alguém souber onde arranjar uma cópia deste livro, por favor avise.

Why shall I insist?

from here.

"We do it the Portuguese way"

This should be a mandatory soundtrack inside all the aircrafts while landing in Lisbon...



Flying over Lisbon roofs and listening this song makes me goose bumps (... or chicken skin)

This guy is awesome (Sigh)

Angus Stone
(Sigh)

One swallow does not make a summer

But I'm gonna live life my way

Daydreaming

Se hoje tivesse acordado teria acordado assim:

Sold my bed, no need to sleep these nights

Flying away

Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy.

Packing.
Ski Trip.
Packing.
Paris Trip.
Packing.
Danish Exame.
Dinning week.
Danish Exame.
Packing.
Moving out.
Moving in.
Unpacking.
Ikea.
Unpacking.
Unpacking.
Friday Fun.
Settle
RubA'Dub.
Hate mondays.
Packing.
Fly to Lisbon.
Lisbon
Packing.
Bairo Alto.
:-)
Fly to La Habana.
La Habana. Cienfuego. Trinidade. ... . Cayo Largo.
Cayo Largo.
:-)
:-)
:-)
Lisbon.
IST.
Lisbon.
Østerbro.
Unpacking.
José Gonzaléz.
:-)
Mogwai.
:-)
Aloe Blacc.
:-)
Packing.
Italy.
Easter.
Siena.
Østerbro.
Unpacking.
Packing.
Madrid.

Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy.

Sis code

The following guys are excluded from the list of datable guys

1) ex (all types of ex's)
If you broke up with him once, there must had been a reason there. You might not remember. You might want to forget the reason. Or you might not understand it...
... but be aware that sooner or later that reason will arise again and again. And by then it will be still THE reason to motivate a break up.

2) Boyfriends of your friends
For the obvious reasons: if you don't mind to loose a friend due to such a selfish behavior, look at the guy and think that he might do the same to you sooner or later.

3) Ex-boyfriends of your friends
You don't want to put your friends into an occurred situation, do you? And think careful, if she is really your friend, wouldn't you be suspicious about the reason that they are not together anymore?

4) Boyfriends of a good friend of a good friend
Let's spare your good friend some headaches, OK?

5) Guys on exchange stays or about to leave for it
You don't a "Lover with a love in each harbor". These are the typical fuckable guys (however should be regarded as a distinguish case from the Fines).

Sis code

1) Datable guys:
First of all, we must clearly distinguish between datable guys and fuckable guys:
1.1) Datable guys:
All the guys that are fuckable.
Except Fines

1.2) Fuckable guys
All the guys that are datable.
And Fines.

Scientific studies showed that Fines are the best friends-with-benefits available at the current knowledge.

Case study 1: Going out with a Fine
Fines are generally calm, reserved, and ultimately boring. However they have a strong dark side, which as both an advantage and a disadvantage: very good in the bed room,living room, kitchen, bathroom... however due to their lack of social skills and a slight autism their are totally unpredictable and not even the best model can accurately predict their behavior. Therefore, we conclude: Fines are not datable.