a letter to myself

dear me:

STOP FUCKING AROUND! get a job, run and write. stop procrastinating.
when summer comes and we're on the plane, it will all be worth it.

stop beating yourself for things that you cannot change, it's going to be alright.

focus.

stop going out so much and spending money on shit like booze and sunglasses and coffee. seriously, stop it with the coffee. do you even know how much money we spend on that shit? we have a 1343 dollars plane ticket to buy.

we need to stop hiperventilating everytime we think about
a) new zeland
b) love
c) money

because

a) it IS fucking happening, i don't care if we have to sell our body (to science and/or prostitution)
b) romance is boring and we're fucked either way and it is NOT happening. besides i hear there's very attractive people in new zeland.
c) working on it.

when did we become such pussys?
what would johnny rotten say?

and one more thing:
we are just using them to have stories to tell.
stop it. we're hurting ourselves.
and don't try to argue over this with me, we've been over this a million times.

so when you're feeling the anxiety comming, do this:
breathe.
and listen to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCvgXmg0m1g&feature=related
i know it puts us in a good mood.
remember that in 4 months (5, tops) you're going to be half the world away from EVERYONE WE KNOW. except, you know, fer. but that's perfect because we love her. isn't that a nice feeling?
and suck it in and deal with it.
i love us, even if we're stupid paranoid fucks most of the time.

i'll tell you about despair.

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

cuando sea grande quiero ser poeta.

porque no esta padre que sean las palabras de otros las que digan lo que yo quiero decir.

la película favorita de mis unborn children.

Mr. Fox: Who am I, Kylie?
Kylie: Who how? What now?
Mr. Fox: Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?
Kylie: I don't know what you're talking about, but it sounds illegal.

TODOS deberían ir a ver Fantastic Mr. Fox AHORA.

¿por qué?

pues, para empezar el stop-motion es todo un arte. visualmente, la película es perfecta.
wes anderson, me quito el sombrero. hipotéticamente, porque no traigo sombrero (hoy, pero a veces me da por la elegancia).

el soundrack es muy bueno también. jarvis cocker (http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jarvis_Cocker para algunos de ustedes mis pequeños e ignorantes lectores) hace un cameo por ahí en la escena donde roban por segunda vez.

es un libro para niños, pero como es el caso muchas veces, o tal vez yo no tengo suficiente fé en la niñez de ahora, hay muchas cosas que un niño no va a entender y si lo entendiera sería preocupante. tiene un sentido del humor muy negro.

es más acabo de decidir que cuando mi reloj biológico lo decida voy a producir niños cuyas películas favoritas sea fantastic mr. fox y coraline.

facts sobre andrea durán por mamá durán

1) soy un monstruo egocéntrico
2)me falta seratonina
3)tengo retraso emocional

estas frases han salido de la boca de mi progenitora.
i'm gonna need so much therapy

just so you know: this is threat, not a promise.

...Till China and Africa meet,

And the river jumps over the mountain

And the salmon sing in the street

Till the ocean

Is folded and hung up to dry

And the seven stars go squawking

Like geese about the sky...

like i said, just so you know.

quiero un xilófono.

y eso no es novedad pero la versión acustica de alligator me hace desearlo aún mas.

Tegan & Sara - Alligator - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

t y s grabaron versiónes acusticas para alguno de esos shows cibernéticos y todos deberíamos verlos. repetidamente.

aunque nineteen si, es de las fan-favorites ya lo sabemos. me gusta. mucho. y como ahora yo tengo 19 cuando vea a tegan le pediré que me cante esta canción cambiando todas las partes que digan "you" por "andrea" y aunque la tocan siempre nunca pierde la magia. pero bueno, en resumen, es bonita. sobre todo acustica:

Tegan & Sara - Nineteen - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

y por último la versión de feel it in my bones que han estado tocando en la gira. los acompañamientos que se hacen sus voces en esta canción son perfectos. y la parte que le agregaron antes del puente es taaaan sara. (L)

Tegan & Sara - Feel It In My Bones - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

a-fucking-dorable, as usuall.

adios febrero! fuiste (pretty much) un asco.

The story of the winter I forgot how to speak

my mind was like a nation's flag but my breeze was too weak.

How they dragged me to the hospital sayin' I had gone deaf,

but I heard everything they said.

It's just I had no interest.