When we come home, we pull the curtains down, making sure that the TV is on

I'm a modern girl, digital and tv-free; a girl for the millennium. A diversified, multi-cultural, post-modern deconstructionist; politically, anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced. I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech low-life. A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker, and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new-wave, but I'm old-school; and my inner child is outward-bound. I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer; voice-activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database; my database is in cyberspace; so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time I'm radioactive. Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave, dodgin' the bullet, pushin' the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs. I've got no need for coke and speed; I've got no urge to binge and purge. I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom-feeder. I wear power heals, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps. I'm a totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic; out of rehab and in denial. I've got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda. You can't shut me up; you can't dumb me down. 'Cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless. I'm an alpha-female on beta-blockers. I'm a non-believer, I'm an over-achiever; Laid-back and fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home; low-rent, high-maintenance. I'm super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last. A hands-on, footloose, knee-jerk head case; prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail. But I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing. A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary caregiver. My output is down, but my income is up. I take a short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash movies. I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly and lactose-tolerant. I like rough sex; I like tough love. I use the f-word in my e-mail. And the software on my hard drive is hard-core-no soft porn. I bought a microwave at a mini-mall. I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast food in the slow lane. I'm toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes. A fully equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle. I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped and vacuum-packed. And ... I have unlimited broadband capacity.

a única, unicíssima coisa que pode interromper um silêncio

é uma gargalhada.

you move like shadows in the dark.

já não ouviamos falar de the knife por aqui há muito tempo....

high school poem. Retirada da banda sonora do filme hanna med h. enjoy

stuff, lot's of stuff

até janeiro.

Boards of Canada - 1969

love it

Parabéns ao Diogo que já é arquitecto a sério

♥

apresento-vos aquilo que tem sido a minha vida.

um bem haja a todos.

disponham.

the past inside the present.

be careful.

if you found the words,

would you really say them?

this little heart beats so fast!

will the clouds carry my tears to you?

foto da mafalda

Maybe I’ll never die I’ll just keep growing younger with you

♥

Sometime in the future you may have the opportunity

to serve as a juror in a censorship case

or a so called obscenity case.

It would be wise to remember that the same people

who would stop you from listening to boards of canada

may be back next year to complain about a book or even a tv program.

if you could be told what you can see or read

then it follows that you could be told what to see or think.

defend your constitutionally protected rights, no one else will do it for you.

thank you

.

distance only grows so don't be long

ratatat made my day

♫

silently, please

.

Tell me where you've been my life

I see only what you see, face who you face, be who you want to be

it's like a cigarrette in mouth

or a handshake in the doorway,

I look at you and smile because

I'm fine

you are the perfect combination

♥

vamos aspirar outra vez a garagem! sim? sim? sim?