Mi madre acaba de contarme que la señora que medio se quería colar delante de mí ayer, en el centro médico de Tenorio, cuando fui a hacerme unos análisis de sangre apareció ayer flotando en las aguas de Portocelo. 
Lo que me faltaba por oír esta semanita.
Cada vez que termino de oír esta canción me pregunto cómo es que no me he suicidado todavía.
I’ve added a lifestream page to the site. It’s based on my profile at Profilactic. Take a look if you please.
I had been wanting to had such a section for a while but I couldn’t find anything compatible with PHP4 (this site is hosted in a not so cool server, but the PHP version is my only complaint so far and I was told they would change it), until I discovered the Profilactic WP plugin. I had to tweak the whole thing a bit because some feeds were not working as intended (YouTube, Twitter and Calito(h)eces mainly), but I still have to try to make the page validate.
As for Mandi the bitch 
, she was sterilised yesterday and had her ill eye operated, so she looks prettier now. She is still a bit confused after the operation and has to get some medication (like me…), but she’s getting very active again.
And as for me, I’m getting over the sort of bronchitis I had plus the secondary effects of the medication I had to take 
, but now that I’m getting physically much better, I’m feeling rather down and I am not attending my gymnastics practice nor my German lessons. 
My typical seasonal affective disorder, I guess. Hopefully I will able to catch up…
Well, I will leave you with the song of the day (I know, I like “revisiting” classics once and again):
Liza Minnelli – Mein Herr
No me extraña que la gente tenga crisis a los 30 años. Que a esa edad tus padres te chafen un plan de fin de semana —una oportunidad única para estar con alguien diferente a los de siempre— y que luego te hagan viajar 60 kilómetros acostada en el suelo del coche es para sacar la metralleta.
Pero bueno, al final hubo plan alternativo: un cine-fórum en casa para ayudar a mi hermana a organizar una actividad para un curso. Fue “de vértigo”. 
Cristina…
feels she has only one friend and a half, and that’s the only reason why she is still around.
Well, that and gymnastics.
I don’t want to drive.
Well, I do, but…
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There.
A la hora de partir, un pañuelo de silencio a la hora de partir.
Amigos de Ginés – “Algo se muere en el alma”.
