we did it...

...yet again

He said

how are you always so right?
she answered: well, it's easy when you are always wrong...

THE flu's brightside

the reminder

be better
be great
be unstoppable
there are no clubs here
so be by yourself
be yourself
be on your own!

Just too good...

Indian Music from the 60's...too good...from the gestures to the shots, precious!

Tonari no Totoro!!!

thank God

"I don't talk girl..."

Humming

why don't take your time, until you change your mind?

[Le Sport, "Tell no one about tonight"]

[Le Sport, "It's not the end of the world"]

Argentinian Saying

[Puerto Madryn, Argentina]

Multitasking guru gone awire's self-portrait

Don’t wonder why ppl go crazy. Wonder how they don’t.

[stolen from Andorinha, who stole it from Grey's]

Toca o sino na torre da Igreja

vai passar a procissão...

To Do List - Finally Coldfinger live again!!!

looking good baby, looking good

Yesterday evening's score

5-nill

I win!

unexpected meetings, trips down memory lane with strange dropspots at a band's 5th anniversary, birthday parties, musicbox and then there were two and in three seconds one...

Dorothy, by now you should know what might happen when you wear those red dancing shoes under the city lights!

I'm gonna give it up

you make me wanna upgrade...
making me reset my game.

[Yadira Brown]

comentário da noite

[no bairro alto]

girl number one: ele não ouve metade do que eu digo
girl number two: eu tenho audiçáo 360º, estou sempre a ouvir tudo
girl number three: eu é para aí 310º
boy number one: eu cá felizmente tenho surdez selectiva...

Nos desenhos animados eu já conheço o fim

o bem abre caminho, a golpe de espadachim.

[azeitonas@Maxime was great!]

Now for something completely different...

girl one - he keeps hiting on me at work
girl two - what? but he's married! do you like him?
girl one - I don't know...either way I don't do used goods

To Do List - learning kizomba!

how to build a moment. ruin a moment and still end up saving it...

he says - There are two types of women
she asks - what?
he answers - low maintenance and high maintenance
she obviously replies - which one am I?
he promptly adds - you are the worse kind: you're high maintenance but think you're low maintenance...just like Ingrid Bergman

Self-polaroid

How appauling - wondered the birthday girl
I must be turning as deviantly cynical as Oscar Wilde.


Well then - she told herself
I should therefore remember to travel packing good literature: my own journals - and started recalling some long lost ideas, beliefs and advices.


By the end of the train ride, something strange was expected to happen...as if the secret of time travelling had finally been unveiled.