Ah sí, claro... Día de San Valentín. Qué cursilería.
Honestamente ver tanto peluche, globos, moños y pasteles me enferma... por mi parte me quedaré en casa como cualquier martes por la noche y le tiraré a Cupido durante un Martes con La Matrix especial en Mexicure Radio mientras la mayoría del populacho se lanza a abarrotar restaurantes, bares y moteles por igual.
Lo malo es q tanto bombardeo mediático me ha hecho extrañar a alguien...
Maldita distancia. Al menos ya me voy acostumbrando a q la virtualidad opaque a la dualidad.
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i had a really great date on v-day. It consisted of me going to shoppers drug-mart to buy some shampoo; and then picking up some chinese food and eating it on my own. what is sad is that after all of this -- the gift and the dinner -- i didn't even get any 'amor' out of it. Although, i suppose this is best if i wish to avoid VD's on V-Day.
Well, i had a great night broadcasting on Mexicure Radio to an audience of 9 grinchs just like myself: We were telling V-Day's horror tales and had lots of fun.
I certainly would have been listening had it not been for the weight of an essay-anvil pressing down on my head. But its done! its done! i wrote a whole damned philosophy essay in 2 days! Next time i should get you to write it for me. i know you would love doing such a thing for a stranger 1/4 way across the globe...
En efecto. Maldita distancia, en kilometros y en años. Pero como se decía en el 68: seamos realistas, pidamos lo imposible.
Si recuerdas los 60s, no estuviste allí.
Maldita distancia, sí.
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