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What a year, Carajo!

That was the headline of Semana magazine, to publish a summary of 2008 just aps. And fucking life! They are right. It is not just the amount of things that happened in Colombia, but all I felt that happened to me and the people that were around, as if our mood was a reflection of the hectic and chaotic reality that we live in the country.

Anyway, he was coming. Since late 2007, I had the feeling that the year ahead was going to be a year rare, regardless of my plans to him. Some will say that predisposition may be pure, but I can also argue that a manisfestación rare sixth sense in my family. I do not know, like a calm before the storm. But hey, at that time was "set sail and go on."

And my god, if it was weird. Many people have asked me during these days as I was in, whether it was a good year or bad, and all such quantities of things that people ask the last days of December. And I have not known very well to respond. Because this year I have spent the best things in my life, but tmabien things that have caused me the deepest pain I expected. In the last post, I say that if I take an average, the year is considered a good year, but is difficult. Very difficult.

This year I cried more than he had cried in all the years accumulated since my teens. I came to think that even old cried for pain tears needed to heal completely. I was a person for whom it was almost unthinkable in a movie * mourn and cry only occasionally, say ... extreme. But this year I broke down completely, courtesy of near deaths in my family, loss of career path, I felt pressure all around, ending a relationship that meant a lot, the friends are gone, the loneliness and isolation I felt and why not, everything that shocked the world. I cry with any book or movie to read, and I can feel an empathy not previously known.

But as I said, the balance is positive. The moments with my family and friends, women spectacular came into my life. Everything I learned. Dreams fulfilled. The acquired ability to work, although I almost destroyed in the process, the end assimilated. And learning to relax, I'm not there at all, but I'm on the road.

Nevertheless, I learned how to better manage my life. Much fear left behind, and broke (and I'm breaking) ideals that did not allow me to enjoy life as it should. I enjoy it more with more, and let life flow more about me. I learned to live better. That's not an easy thing to do, and it is not cheap either. And I respect a little more. Long ago, I wanted to have something that I get to try finesse , And I think in large part, I tried. The finutra to me that is what I really care, one of the greatest teachings of this year was that. The only proven finesse is another matter, but beyond that it sucks. That and what one should never lose your sense of humor. One should always be able to laugh at oneself.

Matthew has a theory about leap years. It simply says that leap years are the shit. And even reason may be, but if they are not fucked up, are very difficult years. The 2004 also proved to be particularly wearable. I remember that in late 2003, my ignorance led in the New Year's message included a sentence. This phrase, although I presented it as a curse china, to me it sounded as such. The sentence read

"I wish to live in interesting times"

I did not know is that wallow in interesting times, and I sweep like an avalanche. A friend still calls me every time I remember the incident, saying that it no longer want that kind of fags. Lesson learned, never did it again.

In November, I had a conversation with Tatiana, my ex-girlfriend. Speaking of all that had happened (and what had happened to us), Tati used a phrase describing peculiar ... more or less everything.

"This year has been ... interesting" She

sabíoa anything about the history of the curse, and in fact I do not relacionésino until days later. When I did I could not help laughing.

is nothing left but to wish a Happy New Year 2209 to all, not tell them to fulfill their wishes, because that too can become a curse. Rather I wish you success and blessings to you and yours.

* For years the only film in which she had cried was in Batman Returns. Yes, I know, laugh as they please. But give me much grief the poor little penguins as they buried (or jumped into the water for) the Penguin. That face of desolation and lost his mentor Quebeckers me soul. Some time later, I cried with Habana Blues.

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Good Day - Bad Day - Good Day - Bad Day

So I've spent this week. . And for that matter, so I've spent all year, well, naturally they generate with a period of high variation. But is this, that of being leveled for a while does not happen, but I'm in a swing that, among other things, tired a lot. But I see no way to stop and level, and I must confess I do not know if I want to.

It's funny, I feel like a cross between a Buddhist monk and an angry teenager. There is a term to define this. In geosciences, we speak of phenomena critically stable. These are phenomena that remain fairly stable as long as the variations that do not suffer from the conditions of the phenomenon to pass a certain threshold, the overall situation remains. There are many examples, such as El Niño, where oceanographic conditions have changed radiclamente in a short span of 15 days, and financial markets, where speculation can take the windfall to bankruptcy and back in 8 hours it takes a market open. A clearer ejemlo escapes me, the stay should be.

Under this thinking, my head remains critically stable. And the general conditions near the critical threshold. In a moment I'm absolutely at peace with myself, enjoying small things of my life, my stuff and what I do, but it goes something small. And BOOM!, The critical phenomenon varies and get some underworld, where you just want to send my career to fuck buck out of Medellin and heartache he believed overcome. But after 15 minutes, with a word from a friend, or something mildly amuse me, I'm back well. And so I pass.

know if I can not imagine the fatigue This occurs to me at all levels. And what concerns me to be so, at a stage in life where I feel I must make important decisions. And if you lapse varies so much in so short ... How to make a decision that I want when I want change so much? It is straightforward to understand the power of this as a trigger of existential questions.

But when it comes to balance, I think you can win. As my ex-girlfriend, "This year has been interesting." And you are absolutely right. He descended into hell, but I've also felt and lived some of the best things in my life. And if I take a pomedio, good things have been more. With a lot of wear but I learned a lot. The flavor of life, that delicious but deeply painful to Time, it feels really well. And so I do not know if I prefer this state to a stable that I think can be monotone (although I can be wrong).

Sometimes I think I'm in the stage of life where I can stand what happens to me, and that to me gar, and that's why I'm here. Pains and a few years away, if it is not able to. But it strikes me that the state of critical stability is also critically stable. Can be regarded as a state transition between being steadily brought the whores and a happy state of being stably. But if you look from farther out, may be regarded as a transitional stage between adolescence and a state of adulthood. But in this case, I find it hard to tell if a teenager is less stable than I am (lol). Vision had closed, but that is why I think I had things more clearly.

state I hope this will help to clarify things again. I think so. Remains a kind of crisis, but an old Chinese proverb says that crises are opportunities. And this is the greatest opportunity I've had in a long time to grow.

PS: I owe a USB to my little brother Sebastian. I lost in a taxi and put this here because it just reminded me, and pure itch I wanted to write. Still, who knows when it pays. He is reading this in real time and I just simply say "bastard." Haha my brother
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There is a desire to ask if a train passes

This I sang and I sang in my head countless times this week. And it is a simple phrase, very simple, but full of sentimineto and meaning. It's a lovely little phrase. And no matter what the desire that you can get when it does, deep down I conmuve.

From time to sing at a time when my head was the subject of trains. And in this country do not exist. And although this may be a repetitive theme in me, this time I did not think the economic impact, or the difficult geography, or what may be an efficient railway system for transporting cargo or in reducing emissions, or in the comfort or all the things I have to say that rock trains in all.

No, this time I thought of the cultural amputation involving not have trains. Because metaphors are a formidable machine. Or a metaphor for life itself and its changes. Try to explain a little more.

trains have a particularity: they are quite specific. This is not due to simple respect for the passenger, but as two trains in opposite directions must share a single pair of rails as a train can not be sidelined to make way for another, punctuality became a requirement in order to coordinate cmabios-rail stations or on the sites chosen. If a train is delayed, it could delay the whole system much. This is no longer a problem in some developed countries, where several pairs of rails for a single route. Anyway, punctuality is respected. All this to say that if you got time, you caught the train, but if not, you lost. Nobody will expect.

And here there is a commonplace of literature, music and movies ... missed a train. Because they take is actually what you expect. Or what you believe will happen. But if you lose, it's like one of those blows of life. Things that happen and that it can not do anything about it. Must wait the time pass and wait to ride another chance to get on a different train. Hell, like life itself. And is that losing a train would lose by the minute. You can even see him go on the run with luggage at the station. Because the train waits for no man, nor by anyone. Has your schedule and can not be changed. And as much as a cry and pray, things are as they are.

But as in life itself, lose or mounted on a train may be the best or worst thing that can happen. A meeting with someone in a season in which you are trapped can change your life forever. Or avoid an encounter with someone who sat on the train. Per is not always so. There is also lonely nights sleeping in an uncomfortable bench in season. It's like all a lottery.

Hhay moments all we want and need is getting on the train that will take us elsewhere, to other ports healthier for us. At sites where the air know than to not try more of it. But if we believe in things larger than ourselves, that we will need to know when we should go, and lose a train can make us breathe the air of this type that we need to continue breathing.

Anyway, the address always remains an option. And there are trains to all parties. Is that life is like a giant station.

PS: Sorry for the ether of this post, I think I was the subject pa big so I tried to address. But I did not stop publishing it. Probably back on this issue later.

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stations and trains ...

A while ago I Calamaro concert. And really do not know how I am. It was something rare, medium andentro Medellín was there, tucked into the "pot of milo," which is the Macarena. No I know as I am because the concert was a single carrudel of emotions and feelings. I do not know if for someone SIGIF average so to me, the thing is I'm quite a fan of squid, and I think he knows what it feels like nobody else, or can feel my contemporary postmodernists.

At the beginning, it was mass hysteria. I tend to Manter my limits, and my times of hysteria I had them years ago, being a rabid fan of the National or while living my teenage years looking for causes and ideals. Over time I grew more critical fan, football ceased to mean something and the ideals and causes me disappointed. for that reason, cause hysteria in me is not easy.

But when he left the Salmon I wanted to die. And me all the Macarena.

DaBen Shouting to what my lungs and singing over the rhythm of the shouting of the public who actually managed to hear, some teenagers from the 50's watching the Beatles, it was a ladies sewing concentrated compared to us there. After playing "The Salmon" spliced \u200b\u200bwith "The Boys" and with that I almost finished. That blow was expected but not so fast. All day, while I was turning around, I did not put that song about friends in the past because I'm taking some grief for them. And those were the first 2 songs, including nearly 20 who played (or more, or less, not counted)

Is there something Calamaro. The "have it clear." Do not really know why, but Calamaro is capable of reaching very deep feelings, and ahce what the ideal of the artist, represents and makes the viewer feel what it already feels but is unable to express. I do not understand as he does, and, frankly, I hope that has not touched down as many hells as they express all their songs.

"always followed the same direction, which uses hard salmon

" I do not go looking for you because I know I run the risk of finding "

"all that ends, it ends badly"

"In the distance is heard coming, what the river would not have"

"let the blood in the sand"

" I want to be the only bite you in the mouth "

" there are days suspiciously light, there is a desire to ask if a train passes "

" and moved but as well, which was looking at her and was lost "

I can go on forever, but just with one that kills me, goddammit

"should still follow you a love song" And

Calamaro the problem is that one does not know whether to hate or love. Bastard, I wanted to grab a fist several times during the concert, but many more give you a hug. It is your siuación dificl put in a song, and identifques you so much. And this "exposure" and that makes you remember your feelings or your moments of pain makes you hate him. But moments depues see it's someone like you, and the coin is flipped to the side of empathy and affection.

was a spectacle. Being in a bullring in the middle of one of its most painful songs, "Perfect Crime" MTAD stood on the stage and with a white sheet (or whatever the fabric) matador made a pass. This moment had special significance for me. My dad, despite not being in bullfighting culture, life has made me an analogy with the run and love. He says love is like a bullfight, the bull sometimes and sometimes kill the bull cornea and lets you in the hospital for months. Finally a bull which pardons, and with that bull remined you married. In any case, one always ends up in the ring again, there are many bulls, and bulls come.

Having been seriously gored for months (possibly by a bad pass coating on my part), this only helped revive most stirring and feelings at the end of the concert. All courtesy of those wonderful songs my heart stopped processing, grinding, crushing, reassembly, glued, molded, fused, washed, sun dried and baked, intervened, built, demolished, built again, shaken, dizzy and lightheaded.

Calamaro all behaved as expected, and Medellin gave their best. That energy, emotion, like singing ... "SINGING IS FIRE AGAINST OBLIVION" *. At the time he sang "Back" and coupled with "Flaca" I thought my voice was completely lost, to my surprise I have still something. Tomorrow may be somewhat different. The energy could respir between Andrelo comments on "parceritas" and "the mountains of Antioquia" ** and gritosco0nstantes the public. All musical and emotional communion. In the end, Calamaro knelt and praised the public as if it were a pagan idol, and had there been space as public would have done so. In any case the arms of a whole gallery moved well.

What a great experience, complete with sentimental hit.

" some days to stay to look ." Today was a day for more than that.

* live without you, is to sleep in the station

** I almost died with that phrase.

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Something happens to me (much)

weather plays tricks on me. O well, no. The problem is that I think I am a quite sensitive to climate. Many observations over time can not be a coincidence.

may sound strange but it is. A rainy day or gray down my mood and sunny days usually do not. I came to this conclusion long ago. Do not know exactly when, but remember at one time we had a week of sun and rain, and without changing anything that might affect my mood in the week the sun was happy, lively and relax. A week later, with the weather become nothing I was in a horrible depression. Would the weather, maybe, maybe not.

The weather that I like are those dark days and rain, where it rains all day long. Either little or a lot, but all day does not stop raining. Ahh and cold coming everywhere. I know there are people who encntan these days, but I can not stand. The same

there are millions of variables that can codicionar mood. From the movie yesterday, the son of a bitch Buser traversed, the milk that was cut and damaged the breakfast cereal, a boss's approval of a proposal, he sees a beautiful woman in the street, a slip on a ladder, a shocking news on the news. All these things can damage or improve mood in a second. And when they do, in fact we do not notice because it has to do with internal processes, to revive things past and face our fears in an almost unconscious. These things timely notice them more. But if the weather is something that is always there, also makes sense in that influence. And more rzón can unconsciously affect specific things that happen to us.

something funny happened yesterday, the cold from 6 in the morning began to hit hard and the light rain that was decided on was actually falling throughout the day. It was a day where I had my worst flea driving my mood. At the end of the day, what I should have worked I paid nothing and in general, the balance of the day was poor. But to ask all my friends, everybody felt the same.

"No! That day so lost"

"That fucking lazy"

"I did not shit"

Coincidence? Who knows a

PD1: Al hydrologist unpatch crazy and I've been inside, he decided to take a sample data to compare my mood preicipitación daily with daily average over the basin in which I am. About two years sampling could draw conclusions about the independence of my mood with the weather. I think a simple correlation or a simple statistical analysis could generate much light on the subject. It would be interesting to take data every 6 hours, but requires more effort.

In any case I have a problem because when looking at myself there will be an important cause of error in the time to take the data, I will behave unnaturally and will not have an objective view of myself. If anyone wants to measure the performance of my daily mood that would be great (on a scale of 1 to 10), I take care of getting the series precipitation and to make correlations. And we put them both as authors of "paper" to publish.

Pd2 = At \u200b\u200bone time I was contemplating going to study in Bergen, Norway, but due to life things were not. Some time later I found out that Bergen is the wettest city in Europe. According to Wiki:

Bergen is known for its abundant rainfall (and has been called the City of Seattle Rain or Europe), leading to accumulate more than 2250 mm average annual precipitation. For years there paraplyautomater (umbrella vending machines) installed in the streets, but ended up not succeeding. U na common joke told in the city on a tourist is asking a child if you ever stop raining. "I do not know," replies the boy, "I have only 12 years" . Until January 18, 2007 was a period of 80 consecutive days of rain, the longest on record in the city.

PD3 =: this year has been difficult, and it rained a lot in Colombia ...

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Today I threw up, and I started thinking about that makes me super curious what the body does when things are wrong, or when something in the mind or heart is not working as it should. But the funny thing is that all comatizan people I know things in different ways. One would think that everyone should do the same, but no. And the most peculiar of all, are not things different environment, like the same pain in other body parts but things that have nothing to do with each other.

For example, stress. Non-fatal disease he holds the title of Queen of postmodernity (followed closely by labor depression or anxiety). Now they say that even children given stresss, and that makes me half the height. Chinese Yo I worried about scratches and vomiting viruses that put medium school, who were accompanied by the question "Since you took the duck hug?". Hopefully that my sister will care more about these epidemics that school stress, or do not go out with who have ADHD, the queen of postmodern childhood diseases.

But I digress, the ways in which people respond to stress are varied. I, for example, stresses me a lot of muscle on the right side of the neck. Never in the left side but on the right side. A friend gives an outbreak in hand, and was full of small red noodle between finger and thumb. A friend give birth in the face. Some people stop eating, some people eat more.

But more than the somatised somatization stress the evils of love if are crazy. A friend has the strangest of all, he usually play football regularly and seldom weighs something, indeed, is reputed to indestructible. But it is not boring but it is half of the heart and Suazo! Ankle become nothing and lameness 15 days, or an ingrown toenail, or a giant scrape knees. And if not playing football, what makes you sick somatize. Almost immediately.

For my part, in matters of the heart I had my changes before I was sleeping and I used to sleep my sorrows. But I'm somatizing and harder, or is there more need for somatization do not know. On the one hand, my depression was no longer sleepy again express, plays a more important role the "popular" insomnia. But it gives me is vomitadera. The last time I attributed it to some shrimp, but I was wrong, it was heartbreak, anger and jealousy. I threw up a whole week. In the end, I was on the verge of dehydration somatization courtesy of my strategy and my pain sweating through trotted .

I just remembered something, when I was little I was a child afraid. Horror films and darkness terrified me was not my best friend. I remember always sleeping in a strange house filled me with fright. And at a time always ended up throwing up at midnight. My parents attributed to eating too much fat (which true, which causes vomiting all my heart) but I knew it was fear. And until they vomit was not sleeping well. I think the fear still has that effect on me too.

Anyway, I think it's always good to send the body to these warning signs. We may know that we are wrong and no. And I think it is important to know how to read, sometimes strange things can happen like what happened to Claus.

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Lately, the country is in a state of half shock because public universities are "full" of infiltration of the FARC. All for a few videos of the District University of Bogotá, where a group of hooded speaks to students in first semester. In a speech otherwise trite and actually speaking a lot but says nothing. Cry and you're a consigans. And the audience was not even excited, I think that hardly applaud. Actually implemented something they have done the "troublemakers" throughout history. Disrupted a public event and drove his cart. You can see for yourself here.

But RCN and Caracol, in search of a scoop, have made a scandal and

so. And speak the senators, presdiente, ministers, rectors ... in Anyway, which displayed them, probably all talked less reasonable college student. And the fuss that has adversely affected the image of the university and the collective imagination of Colombia. A collective imagination greatly influenced by the media.

The image of public universities to Colombia is very rare. On the one hand, the academic level of these institutions is not disputed. Skip to the U.S. public is not at all easy, and is considered a privilege to study there. They are respected throughout the country, the relevance of their research, and provide professional and productive force in Colombia with high level students. When one says that studies and to go beyond well, they look like you're in a fight academic endless, and you can feel a kind of admiration in his eyes. But despite all these estgima always loads the revolutionary student, as a legacy of the lengthy strikes and leftist movements of the 70. And the stigma has always been there, although it is not true for the entire student body, and world events as the fall of the Berlin Wall and the evolution of the guerrillas in Colombia have not changed the perception of the left (or at less than the path of armed struggle) of most of the student body. While the student movement remains a

But until Now, these stigmas have been more or harmless phenomenon. At least for the bulk of the population. You know things are not so, plaster become part of popular culture, and one laughs at it. Not all students of the public are left U also because not all students at the Universidad de Los Andes are Gomel, not all biologists pulled marijuana, and all the pretty girls who study media are dumb girls with prospects of becoming beauty queens.

Still, one can not ignore the reality of your country or your university. Someone once commented that the public university is a miniature mirror of the country. And the presence of guerrilla and paramilitary it is a reality. And the threats are flying right and left. But it's not automatically on entering one is recruited or threats. A student of mass these things or what you are worrying about staying up late or, in most cases is too busy throwing her dogs to her friends or studying for a partial. But if you want to search for guerrillas encountered. The paramilitaries also. Their presence is evident in graffiti, and can panfeltos one or other mail. And again the example of the mirror in miniature, the Colombian city, but you know there is guerrilla warfare and paramilitary groups in his country continue with their lives, with the concerns of everyday life. And while many of us hurts the country, see us continue our lives without directly affected by the circumstances. Something similar happens to the student who is a student and now.

While the thought of openly professing left, this is not an ideological imposition. The student movement strongly opposed the current government, but it is not merely a reactionary attitude, the Uribe government has not been particularly beneficial to public universities. In addition, the student movement is becoming less representative, since most students have developed a position of apathy towards politics inter and extra university. The strikes still exist, but that last are as thorny topics that can have a harmful effect on U. Bush's visit or the FTA provide for a demonstration with potato bombs a day. And fewer and fewer students support this type of action, do not feel represented with this facet of the movement.

precisely these violent actions that have the country off the floor. And the press today is echpandole fuel to the fire, while in the collective imagination of all students in public universities we become guerrillas, and for them this is confirmacon that disagree with the Uribe government, and that worries Piedad Córdoba for the safety of the student representatives. I think this bad reputation is very harmful, and may improve the balance of opinion towards support issues for the University as dangerous as the entrance to the campus police to arrest students or less budget support for eduacion, if that money as "the going to waste the guerrillas there. " These violent protests are a real problem, but the repressive methods, rather than diminish them, surely increase. Other approaches are needed. Another consequence of this is that many students at that age where they study increasingly considered less the option of studying in the U.S. public, and this is a big loss for college and for themselves.

This point seems particularly sad. For those who do not know I am a student and a graduate of State University. Passing on the Nacho was an incredible experience, apart professionally, enriched my outlook on life, society and people. I left a school in Medellin bed throws, and joke that my colleagues said they knew more Miami Laureles, although in many cases I was right. Being in the nacho made me break a lot of bubbles, and look at my reality with more critical eyes. And sharing with people whose economic situation is very different from mine confirmed me know that all are equal, and that one can find common ground in their thinking with people very different past. Going through public U made me break social stereotypes, me and my teammates. That's how you create country, undifferentiated from other people, not believing that we are poor against the rich. It does not feel different, and work for what will suit us all. I would hate to see the private university students, although they pay other universities, decide to study in public universities. Whatever the reason may be. Public means that across the country, not just those who can not afford private schools. The current bad press and stigma, make the Public University is the least attractive option, although it may end up being the best option of all. For everyone.

I leave with the publisher of The Spectator today . In my opinion it is a very clear and correct the situation.

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running marathons without training before is serious ... As I laughed a lot and had a really good, but half of the race, the 10.5 km, at the point of the relay, I decided to stop. Pa gave me reach 15, but on the verge of death, at 21 did not come.

You have to know their boundaries and self care insurance have followed me something had happened. And another year will come from: D

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can be one of my favorite events of Medellin. Do not really know why, it's something crazy like my fascination with the Olympics (I am one of those all-nighters to see events like pole vaulting), and certainly the marathon receives part of the excitement that he once devoted to reading and ADULT FOOTBALL the sports pages of newspapers, which I do not do. But the marathon is a component of almost any other sporting event in Medellin has any ordinary person can participate. And I, being the type that Pelagatos not lost moved from a cot, no could stop participating in it. In fact they already 4 or 5 times that I ran, in its various forms.

Therefore, one might infer that I am a dedicated athlete. Actually ... no. Although a child I always liked sports I was a real fiasco for them, I reached a point losing two months of physical education in 5th grade. That was not the only thing, it was always the last to chose when arming football teams (in football if I am a fiasco) and a volleyball tournament in class to become the "floating population" and I took turns to computer team games. You can imagine the fate of the team with me on board. In any case, some of my hierpactividad always burned in sports, and although lacking in success, I think I owe my decent physical condition to actually keep practicing.

The first time I ran the marathon was at school, and I almost died with 9 miles. And see 60 year old woman who ran the 21 and went as some oak was frustrating. But no, the passage of time, and develop my passion for jogging , and 9 miles I can run them without problems. Average of 21 .... that's another story, although I've run average twice both times I lost my rhythm and I had to walk a path. But I do not care, I'm sure I will not win a marathon ever, does not really want to, I do it for *. patch

As I said, I run it by patch. It settled my friends do not understand this love. Moreover, clearly seems an aberration, but someone who will take the pleasure to trot know what I mean. And if only fun jogging, jogging a marathon is a delight. Being with that many people around the world in a good plan and finish the race. And while not as demographically spacing as a Jazz concert , if you see many types of people, from Kenyans who will win, even 70 years old com running gazelles, to parents and ragamuffins (like me), not counting the multitude that supports and bar. That's why a race, a marathon is an exercise in town, and the best patch possible for a Sunday morning (not even sleep wins, I on Sunday morning I have dreams very rare).

This year I would not, I have a slight knee injury, I was spending more to swimming than to trot the last few days, I did not prepare well, do not want to run alone and had other things on his mind. There was some disappointment in not run, and knowing that he had done last year. But I was high stakes. The last night I spoke with a friend, who in answering the phone told me "So, let's run Sunday? "I answered with the amount of excuses at the beginning of this paragraph." Let go! I'm not trained! ". We agreed to speak today. The idea of \u200b\u200brunning the marathon was thorn. But and training, and knee and that 21 ..

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That's my number. I could be disappointed. Who knows what will happen tomorrow. You can break my record of 2:30 pm (suck, I know) but I do not. But surely if I'm going to laugh a lot.

But possibly not as much as I ran 5km dressed as a pirate, with a foil sword in hand. My Boatswain carried the dreaded skull flag. Together we loaded a boat made of cardboard and threw them to the brackets existed dogs college girls who laughed with us: P. Ahh

and hope to meet Claus, yes I do, will be the beginning of the race. It is unthinkable that I will ever pass away. Claus tesísima itself is an athlete. And much more marathons plaice me.

* That reminds me of something funny, a few days ago I read an article in the New Yorker about a professional marathon runner. Article besides her story a while lecturing about the professional world of marathoners, and talking about these races say Marathoning May Be the only sport in Which sponsors target the losers, and the losers pay the winners for ( Running marathons may be the only sport where sponsors are the losers as a target, and the money from the losers is paid to the winners))

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The Coca-Cola on the Rocks

There are hundreds and hundreds of myths about cola. This is almost natural to be a product that is a flag of both the modern and the postmodern, an innocent of advertising, which is boa around the world (literally) and no doubt more synonymous with the existing word "globalization." The imaginary groups of all cultures and disposal must be made with it, just as we did the paisas. They say

engines used to loosen, to dissolve teeth to relieve diarrhea (made with salt), and bomb-making explosive Mentos *. Used to cook sausage and rice (the latter very popular in the 90) and essential element of various cocktails and desserts. They say that cocaine had components, but who took them, and he fell to caffeine, but still low caffeine "kill red" and used to not sleeping .**

Some compare even with the devil himself, and The Company has been in scandals invloucrada not very pleasant for opinion.

But one thing you can say about it. It is best to take the Chinese eat rice. This really is a proven fact. Of course I like some for other things. Most cases I do not think that "red mate" and my ex-girlfriend could lead a crusade for the cause. Also, I prefer juice in almost any circumstance of life, and if I get to choose a soda I'm going with other options, such as Quattro, which I have earned more than a rebuke of my friends who love black liquid and bubbly that. In fact, I try to avoid it in most circumstances ... or as nearly so.

Because there is a way I do like, a lot. And I recently discovered. Is that those polar bears teach you not to take coca-cola as it should. They take it directly from the container. No ice or anything ... good, but the pole should be cold outside. But it shows even more how wrong they were the bears. And when Santa Claus showed them, taught them wrong. One should take coca-cola in the Rockies. It is the only way to go. Moreover accused

requires more attention than simply taking a liquid, but is more enjoyable. And you know very very rich. I do not know if you remember that commercial where a beautiful young woman approached her face to a glass of coca-cola to drink, but the closer the bubbles will tickling in the nose, she reflexively moved away from and she smiled and stole our hearts to all who saw. Apart from robbing the heart, that music, that feeling of pleasure, was what made you want to coca-cola. Well, take coca-cola on the rocks gives me a similar pleasure.

Well, but that can not be lightly, I'll give the rectea. First, they need a Coke NORMAL. No diet, no zero. Normal. The gas from the other does not work. And preferably just opened, or opened recently. Of course the newly opened drink is the best ever. Ahh, very important ... must be the weather. The reach to cool the ice in the glass where the serve in that small period between serving and then take.

Well, they need a glass with ice. The procedure is simple, one does not serve Coke for a while, one must serve a one taken. It serves the coca-cola, taken in its entirety in one or more drinks in a row. Refills and repeats. Taken as a mate, and to share with your customers. Ahhh when the ice melted and are below half the glass, throw more. You should always be a lot more ice than coca-cola. Will see that this is the only way to make coca-cola. Mmm

as I wanted, but right now there is no coke here. My friends came and liters are over. And if there is any, the gas must be so little that does not work pa "castle." I was the subject of this post is slightly autistic, but not the Company does not pay me for advertising, they were simply eager to write without thinking. : P

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hKoB0MHVBvM * See is a crazy thing

** This may be the end. A friend once told me that in a week especially crag útlimo working in the school year, she and a partner used a cocktail transochar. This consisted of a glass of Coke with 2 teaspoons dissolved in it, together with an aspirin. Although I do not doubt its effectiveness if not recommend it you want a healthy body. At the end of the week, one of them, seized by extreme tiredness, leaned her head on his hand with nails to the forehead and made a small cut. Sde agragedo anticoagulant effect of aspirin was almost not close the heridita, although little, I guess was bleeding.