another day

and Google launches another thing.

I keep getting nightmares. F´n nightmares.

My hands smell like hot cakes flour today.

Oh and I read "Muertos sin sepultura", by J. P. Sartre. I left started "El diablo y Dios". I´ll report. He´s one of my favorite authors. If people asked with what writer you would rather sleep with instead of the dumb "What famous person would you like to meet?" I´d say Sartre. Or Hesse. No... Sartre. And Beauvoir. A threesome. Ow. Now I see why people do not ask that kind of questions.

>:*)

From MSN:

OYE COCA COMO SE ENVIA UNA PAGINA NORMAL DE INTERNET A MICROSOFT

UH????? Qué quiso decir??? Heeeelp!