Breath

What makes my days brighter

To see his name and photo on the top of my viewers
:)

What a sad feeling

when you realize the girl of your ex keeps a better and closer track of what you post than your current crush.

(Nothing against her. I actually like her.)

"different uses, same thing"

So we're both made of wheat and papaya?
The analogies my unconscious is able to make are beyond me.

The king of men

The problem about watching Outlander is that Jamie Fraser sets the bar so high it gets more and more difficult to accept reality after each episode.
Sam Heughan is probably the Gilda, or actually the Rita Hayworth of men.

Hey, Saint Patrick

I'm not gonna complain anymore.
We're cool, bro.
:)

good times are coming

Vacation in 2 weeks.  Just. Can't. Wait

Meet me in Montauk

Two week ago I had this dream that was like a Michel Gondry film.

It kept deconstructing itself to the point that, in the end, it was a play and I was watching my own dream pass.

I didn't have a dream so fun and rich in details since that one with Brad Pitt (I don't remember when, look at the marks on the right side)

And it was so vivid I woke up saying out loud

Take that cruise
Take that cruise
Meet in Montauk
Take that cruise

I actually said Meet me in Montauk out loud. That made me laugh, and I was between worlds when I said that last line.

Take that cruise. If you are out there please do it.

I'm so glad people on Twitter are going even more crazy about Charlie Cox than I am

Photo: Charlie Cox. http://t.co/V18965QFyH

— Mineshaft Nights (@mineshaftnights) May 6, 2015

Discussing future children names and I'm not married nor am I seeing someone. That's Charlie Cox for you.

— Charlie. (@NotCharlieCox) May 6, 2015

charlie cox just came out of nowhere and destroyed our formerly peaceful lives

— updog (@gemmadoyles) May 4, 2015

i went from barely knowing charlie cox to becoming obsessed and having my life revolve around him real quick

— • (@jimmyfallonaf) April 27, 2015

goodmorning what a beautiful day to cry over charlie cox

— Letty (@casterlylock) April 27, 2015

charlie cox: his smiles could end all war

— foggy & matt's gf (@sluttymurdock) April 28, 2015

Thank you, Twitter's people

Move, Avengers bitches! New man in the house.

Last weekend I was all sad about not being able to go to the movies and watch Avengers. I've got the flu. But I must tell you, after spending a very sick Monday at home watching Daredevil on Netflix, I couldn't care less about that group of heroes.

Seriously, who gives a fuck about Ironman or Ultron?
Ok, at some point I will watch the movie and probably like it and whatever. (I still have to watch Captain 2 before I do that.)
But, really?

The best thing is, I've been so busy I've lost all the buzz about this release. I just felt at my sofa, turned the tv on, saw the poster, said "huuuum" to myself... and went fucking insane about it!
This show is soooooo good: cast, humor, violence. It made me miss so much the time I used to read Marvel's. Oh my god, how can someone wait a whole year for more 13 episodes?

There's only two things I would change:
- Murdock should feel more the famous catholic guilt. As a catholic girl, I've miss that. Every time he's talking to the priest he's not dealing with doubt, it's always angry.
- Daredevil spins too much. For anything. He's keys felt to the floor and he has to jump spinning just to pick them up. That's very unnecessary.

Apart from that, Wow. Just Wow. It saved this week for me.

Dear Saint Patrick

Four years ago, thanks to you, I got in.
I didn't and I won't forget it.
No matter how hard it have been, I'm still very thankful.
I hope the results will worth all the trouble.
Please, bless me one more time.

Perspectives (once more by PHD Comics)

The day I met Hugh Jackman

Last night I met Hugh Jackman on a corner two blocks from my home. We talked a little bit and he was as nice as I always thought he would be. Then it started to snow.
I live in the middle of Amazon. The forest, not the e-store. I was dreaming, of course. 
My unconscious has such a bittersweet way to tell me I'm asking for too much...

At least the week begins with a laugh.

By the way, or not, this is the 500º post of this blog. It took almost 10 years to reach the mark. I'm slow, I know.

This is incredible

It is EXACTLY like this. RIGHT NOW.

Breathing

Every once and a while you gotta stop what you're doing and look around.

Especially when you're lucky to live so close to a place like this.

The mind is a funny thing...

Today I woke up with this song in my mind. It's not only my favorite MJ song but also the one that has marked the most my childhood. I think my mother had it on tape.
Maybe it's because Mother's Day it's this next Sunday, who knows?
So for all the good flashes from the past, here we go.

Oh and one bonus: it's almost Friday.

You can be sure that

I always dance to "Dancing with myself", no matter where I am.
And I often play this song at home, to dance while I wash the dishes or just to shake things up and get on a better mood.

No, I'm not 40, not even close.

The dream came true

Sooo true...

PHD Comics explains my life so easily...

Euphoria

Everyone else is gone but I'm still here
Everyone else is gone but we still feel
Euphoria...