It sucks to be you...

The Karma of Signs

Is there any chance of women not putting such capital importance in zodiac signs?
Stupid Zoroaster.I mean, what the hell is the point of people devoting such attention to it and even effectually getting influenced by it. I'll end up alone if this continues.
Nobody wants a sign like mine.

Anda-le toro!!!

I have no sympathy for this man!!!

Vidal Sassoon

It's incredible.
I don't owe beauty anything and can't really count on impact visualization other than offend (well, i am really not that ugly!!!) but i try to groom myself to, at least, look presentable. Sure they say i have charm and charisma but i haven't seen any of it laying around.I don't scare people but let's just say i don't get second looks on the subway.Mine is a different approach as it were because i have to take my time to weave my web.
But at least give me something Lord.
Why would my hair only look good when i am home alone?
Freaking hell.It's like it has a mind of its own and decides to undermine ANY possibility of me catching a woman's second look.
CRAP.
To whom can i complain?

Uncle Sam needs me

Got a super meeting tomorrow.
Make or break, you could say.
Now, i don't do politics and my diplomacy skills stink but tomorrow i have got to be on the top of my game. It is, very likely, a beginning of some sort. Either of a new life or the beginning of the end.
Whatever it's result be it must BE.
Again i cannot leave it to the side.So i'm rallying up the troops and get on with it.

The power of the lord compels you...

I was ,and am, always a firm believer of a laic state. The separation of state/religion is and must always be such as the interference will become inevitable.
But this morning, woke up to two Archbishops urging people to fight the temptation of voting for "smaller parties" in the upcoming elections, just because of all that is happening.
BRITISH NATIONAL PARTY the power of lord compels you....
Still...you have got to wonder.Is it right for them to do so?
I read on a prestigious financial on-line site that the Portuguese government had ask for financial help from the church.Lately, the church seems to be all over the place.Even the Pope speaks about two different states in the middle east.
Hummm...

Land of down under...

In this moment in time, that everyone hates bankers, it was quite refreshing to hear,this morning, about that couple in New Zealand that was going through financial problems and woke up to find that a bank had credited to their account several million dollars.They didn't thought twice and transfered 3million US$ to an offshore account and vanished...

Would you do the same?

And here's another snipet from New Zealand...

Rules of engagement...

Coming home and the slightest of whispers drops into my ears.In a discussion on the subway one defends the idea of what is the ultimate goal of Mankind, but it itself is not voided of psychological and cultural barriers that are imposed into it as a society.It is quite extraordinary that the pursuit of happiness is bonded by belief in imposed laws.

AND THE POINT IS..???

Suckers...

£600 for a duck's island.This is what my taxes paid for.
Nice.At least in Portugal it would pay for a barbecue for the ducks.
Damn politicians.

Free Will(y)

Again i read about a present and a past being molded by the future.
Intrinsic finality...
And what can we make of it.It's terrifying and wondrous.And the more you think the harder it is as it is anti-intuitive.But closely follows destiny and all comes crumbling down.
Determinism again.

Dyson

There is a vacuum in where there use to be joy for work.
Work brought me a distraction of what would otherwise be a very painful recovery.
They say your kind is the worst but i don't agree with that.I see this not as a nationality issue but one of human nature.
And so they suck the joy out of it.Anything really.
And i am tired.

ansiedade

Well anxious, i am.
Will i stay, will i go?
I want to go but leaving means saying goodbye to all it has been for the last 6 years. I know i shouldn't care and i don't really but still something holds me back.
Anxious i tell you!!

writing for the heck of it

fear

Bush's army

down the PIPEX

arghhhh...
Just got home to see that the new contract that i redid with my phone company in order to save some £££ cost me an 800% increase on my bill.
Whatever you do people NEVER subscrive with PIPEX.
They are the tomb raiders of the 21th century

FUCKERS

Infamy, Infamy, they've all got it in for me!!!

Hate to wallow in self pity, mostly because i don't do self-pity, but i need to vent out.I just don't understand how relationships work.I have no interpersonal-skills, i guess.The fact is that everybody seems to want a piece of me.Mind you,i have no quarrels in helping people.But they seem to hold a grudge on that.This is not conspiracy theory. It's just the way i see things. Obviously, others will see it differently and i seem to lose myself philosophying about all but diplomacy.
I need change from the environment that i have set myself on. Minnows, the lot of them.And so i sell myself short.Challenges is what i need, not daggers.
Like Abraham Lincoln once said :
"If i was double-faced would i be using this one???"

The Parliament,TFL,TRG,tutti-frutti...

day light robbers....

wherever i go!!!

What do i do with it, then??

Got to get away from there

The city...

And me away from the chaos.

Excellent day off

Eco over Voice

Consider this, if you will.

What if all we discover presently has been discovered already in the future...

Einstein's trains weren't true just when he discovered it, right?

So it has always been.If so then the past is all that the future has been.

Who says time is linear then?

Euromillions

I wont play it because i don't want it!!!

quixotic quest

Thought experiment...
Have you ever tried it?
Say that, for instance, ours is a bubble universe that by expanding meet another part of a must vaster one.
Where does God fit on this?
Break it down, because there is one thing that is certain...
THERE IS A GOD!!!

futurism

The placebo effect

Don't try this at home. Several times a day, for several days, you induce pain in someone. You control the pain with morphine until the final day of the experiment, when you replace the morphine with saline solution. Guess what? The saline takes the pain away.

This is the placebo effect: somehow, sometimes, a whole lot of nothing can be very powerful. Except it's not quite nothing. When Fabrizio Benedetti of the University of Turin in Italy carried out the above experiment, he added a final twist by adding naloxone, a drug that blocks the effects of morphine, to the saline. The shocking result? The pain-relieving power of saline solution disappeared.

So what is going on? Doctors have known about the placebo effect for decades, and the naloxone result seems to show that the placebo effect is somehow biochemical. But apart from that, we simply don't know!!!

Childish...i know...

Dude....Where's my bike???

Multi but not Parallel...

Until any setback the smart money will remain with the multiverse and string theory. "It has the best chance of anything we know to be right," Weinberg says of string theory. "There's an old joke about a gambler playing a game of poker," he adds. "His friend says, 'Don't you know this game is crooked, and you are bound to lose?' The gambler says, 'Yes, but what can I do, it's the only game in town.' We don't know if we are bound to lose, but even if we suspect we may, it is the only game in town."

Have no doubts...

Congratulations doctor!!!

I shall reserve this space for my sister's graduation ceremony!!!

Manual de como ser estupido...

Esquema bem montado

1 Logo a começar o dia e até ao final da noite, quem vive agarrado à heroína circula no largo da Plameira de Baixo, junto ao 'Bar Fonte da Palmeira'.

2 Ocupam o tempo nas conversas uns com os outros, fumando, tomando o café ou a cerveja, até que chegue a 'mercadoria'.

3 Os carros - das mais variadas marcas, cores e condutores - estacionam perto do Bar. Os condutores trocam breves palavras com o 'chefe'/traficante, recebem o dinheiro vivo, em notas, e arrancam como se nada tivesse acontecido.

4 O traficante, também consumidor, convoca normalmente dois ou três rapazes e acompanha-os ao bêco, lado esquerdo do Bar. É aí que consomem a heroína, num espaço de dez a quinze minutos. E voltam ao largo ou ao Bar, já saciados.

5 Por vezes, consomem a droga na casa desabitada de um emigrante em França. Saltam a varanda, várias vezes ao dia, e alimentam ali o vício como se da sua casa se tratasse.

6 Estão atentos à 'bófia', embora saibam lidar muito bem com as polícias.

7 O movimento de carros que traz a mercadoria é contínuo ao longo do dia. Até cerca das 21h30, o DIÁRIO registou seis viaturas diferentesa efectuar a entrega do tão cobiçado produto. Matrículas à vista de todos.

8 Chegada a noite, e alucinados pela droga, é a vez de desfrutarem do karaoke e da bebida do Bar. A música alta, indiferente ao impacto na vizinhança, mostra a festa que provoca a droga.

9 Alguns regressam a casa, atordoados e saciados. Outros fazem a maratona até a madrugada porque o negócio é rentável.

10 Os nome dos cabecilhas desta rede são falados, mas continuam a lucrar em liberdade, com o argumento judicial da falta de provas materiais. 11 A população, atónita e atada, vê a geração de jovens do Caniçal, até educada na catequese católica, a perder-se no vício sem ter consciência de que é uma caminhada para o abismo sem retorno.

12 Face à impunidade e à indiferença geral, o tráfico e consumo de droga no Caniçal alastram a olhos vistos. É dinheiro fácil que entra e morte certa de tantos outros.

Rosário Martins