latest news:
- My crew won the jazz contest in category Production (10 to 30 years, old, not dancing) and I was thrilled!! ... although I didn't dance with' em, which got me a lil' sad I must admit, I do feel I was part of it cause I did the make up thing, my girls were stunning with those eyelashes I put them (best make up mention, too!). My boys also kicked ass when they did their mighty fouettés, they're all so good, and well I hope I can be there the next time!! ...
- there's this violin player called Sasha Gryzlov I happen to like (his music, of course, not him, he's the typical russian fiddler who makes a livin' out of the cds his daughter sells on the malls, and has this strange hairdo that looks like an old wig, I wonder if it's a real wig?) and today I got to hear him again in this mall and that was one event that made me recall that time in my life when I used to know the name of one particular Chopin's song, well it's not a song, it's a piece I guess, and I even got to ask him (his partner, a pianist) if he knew it. Well he didn't but it was fun asking, and you know what? I'm just babblin' nonsense here.
- so well no more news this is no fuckin' newspaper.
and I'd better write this down:
jueves 9 de febrero 2006 20:46
mi anticipación tan feroz sabe degollar con precisión las posibilidades más remotas.
como, ser, tu llamada.
Son mis dudas, las planeadas, mis acechos a la luna, conjurando madrugadas, los que hicieron el trabajo.
disolverte.
Esperé que el dia llegara, los pasé como una prueba, pero ahora lo que llega es el vicio de la nada. Una broma, un precipicio, el olvido es mi comarca.
Resolví que no exististe, nunca diste tu palabra, tal vez sepas que era malo, no pudiste traicionarla, ni siquiera su memoria, te agradezco la esperanza.
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