Curiosidade:

Bukowski tinha o hábito de se sentar todo dia em fronte a máquina de escrever e não parar até ter escrito ao menos 4 páginas. Mas sempre acabava porr escrever umas dez noite a fora.

Trecho de um filme que vi hoje.

Papai reclamava que vovô era reclamão e que sempre chegava atrasado e vovô por sua vez dizia a mesma coisa de papai...

Papai e mamãe vão tirar férias e voltam quando a copa começar, fique com seu avô(era 1970 e tinha o regime militar e a copa do mundo de futebol)

... uma hora e pouco depois de filme...

Mamãe e eu fomos pro exilio. Acho que é pra lá que vão todas as crianças que possuem pais atrasados que nunca voltam.

Do filme: O ano em que os meus tiraram férias.

Ouvindo: Radiohead - No surprises

Sonic Youth - Incinerate

Nota de uma noticia não publicada

The other day a guy just jumped of a water-tank which was about the high of a building of 4 ou 5 floors. Just at launch time. You know, while most people was going to rest after their launch someone just fell from a so high place that you have to turn your head above at the most to see where this water tank ends. It has happened in a monday, it was a cloud day with fog and it was almost rainning. People were chocked but must of them were curious about what the fuck had happened in the begginning of that afternoon. Soon you could hear the gossip... why did he jumped?
In this mean time from the library someone told me what had just happened someone from the history course, a guy from the freshman year had kill himself. And then I just stayed their wondering how many people pass throught everyday and you just know them at all. I mean you see them everyday and you dont know nothing.
On the other day the sun com over the area where the body stayed. Now there you could see some flowers laying down and a guard to keep the curious away. The week continued so the paper showing the sorrow of his classmates in a mural of the institute.
Ans now about a month after this day. The silence stills remains... the gossips in the campus arrived telling that two people had kill herselves at the main hospital. And tell me have you heard anything about that?

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Gone Daddy Gone - Gnarls Barkley

Falta tempo + falta de inspiração = 0 posts

Uma música alegre para um final de semana de chuva em São Paulo.

Gnarls Barkley

Falta de criatividade + mais falta de tempo = igual a dias meio insossos.

Um pouco de alegria no ar agora!