martes, mayo 31, 2011
The bend in the road
Pues make your best guess, walk on, do the best you can, be kind, and try to enjoy the landscape.
"...my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own, that bend. I wonder how the road beyond it goes--what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows--what new landscapes--what new beauties--what curves and hills and valleys further on."
-Anne of Green Gables
El camino nunca es lo que uno cree, y mucho menos cuando uno cree que ya se sabe a dónde va. (Bueno, no me acuerdo quién dijo que el camino no va a ningún lado. El camino se queda, y uno se va y lo va dejando atrás). De pronto se bifurca y se tuerce y uno no sabe en qué terminará. Es emocionante, sí, pero también es terrorífico.
No por nada dicen por ahí que al diablo le encanta esperar en los cruceros, donde le puedes comprar habilidades musicales extraordinarias a cambio de tu alma...
De pronto se encuentra uno en esas bifurcaciones, con bends in the road que no te dejan ver más allá. Puedes tratar de adivinar a dónde llegan. Puedes hasta suponer que, como en Caperucita Roja, los dos caminos llevan al mismo lugar. Pero un camino tiene florecitas y un lobo, y el otro es aburrido y largo.
En momentos así, uno se topa con el camino, y, si eres yo, espera que tal vez si te fijas bien, puedes encontrarte a un gnomo o algo así que te puede decir no sólo qué camino seguir, sino también darte buenos tips (no comas nada después del atardecer, escucha al viento, tápate los oídos si te topas con sirenas, etc. etc.), a cambio de un poco de amabilidad, comida, etc.
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Yo no me he topado con ninguna criaturita así (y tampoco con el diablo, como pueden saber por el hecho de que sólo sé medio tocar Los Changuitos en el piano). Y, de hecho, a veces siento que más bien el camino se ve así:
¿Qué se hace?
Etiquetas: advice for living, bleah, demonios, es fácil decirlo, hard times, I give myself very good advice but I very seldom follow it
viernes, febrero 05, 2010
A useful guide
If you don't know where you stand, at least put a number on it
Les presento la ultimate, updated snogging scale, cortesía de los libros de Georgia Nicolson, que me han hecho reír vair vair much últimamente. (Sí, me puedo dar el lujo de leer cosas así, jejejeje)
Mucho más útil que la escala rudimentaria que yo tenía en mis teen years con cuatro tristes fases (primera base, segunda base, etc.... none of which I reached then. Con esta escala, al menos habría podido decir que por lo menos conocía hasta el número 2. Y además no es una triste analogía de un deporte que no me dice nada). Era muy chistosa esa necesidad de clasificar este tipo de cosas, y también de tener un shorthand para platicar "en código" con las amigas.
Cita directa:
.5 sticky eyes (Be careful using this. I’ve still got some complete twit following me around like a seeing-eye dog.)
1 holding hands
2 arm around
3 goodnight kiss
4 kiss lasting over three minutes without a breath (What you need for this is a sad mate who’s got a watch but no boyfriend.)
4.5 hand snogging (I really don’t want to go into this. Ask Jas.)
5 open mouth kissing
6 tongues
6.5 ear snogging
6.75 neck nuzzling
7 upper body fondling – outdoors
8 upper body fondling – indoors (in bed)
Virtual number 8 (When your upper body is not actually being fondled in reality, but you know that it is in your snoggees head.)
9 below waist activity (or bwa) (Apparently this can include flashing your pants. Don’t blame me. Ask Jules.)
10 the full monty (Jas and I were in the room when Dad was watching the news and the newscaster said, “Tonight the Prime Minister has reached Number 10.” And Jas and I had a laughing spaz to end all laughing spazzes.)
If you don't know where you stand, at least put a number on it
Les presento la ultimate, updated snogging scale, cortesía de los libros de Georgia Nicolson, que me han hecho reír vair vair much últimamente. (Sí, me puedo dar el lujo de leer cosas así, jejejeje)
Mucho más útil que la escala rudimentaria que yo tenía en mis teen years con cuatro tristes fases (primera base, segunda base, etc.... none of which I reached then. Con esta escala, al menos habría podido decir que por lo menos conocía hasta el número 2. Y además no es una triste analogía de un deporte que no me dice nada). Era muy chistosa esa necesidad de clasificar este tipo de cosas, y también de tener un shorthand para platicar "en código" con las amigas.
Cita directa:
.5 sticky eyes (Be careful using this. I’ve still got some complete twit following me around like a seeing-eye dog.)
1 holding hands
2 arm around
3 goodnight kiss
4 kiss lasting over three minutes without a breath (What you need for this is a sad mate who’s got a watch but no boyfriend.)
4.5 hand snogging (I really don’t want to go into this. Ask Jas.)
5 open mouth kissing
6 tongues
6.5 ear snogging
6.75 neck nuzzling
7 upper body fondling – outdoors
8 upper body fondling – indoors (in bed)
Virtual number 8 (When your upper body is not actually being fondled in reality, but you know that it is in your snoggees head.)
9 below waist activity (or bwa) (Apparently this can include flashing your pants. Don’t blame me. Ask Jules.)
10 the full monty (Jas and I were in the room when Dad was watching the news and the newscaster said, “Tonight the Prime Minister has reached Number 10.” And Jas and I had a laughing spaz to end all laughing spazzes.)
Etiquetas: advice for living, dónde estás paint que te tengo abandonado, loves
lunes, julio 28, 2008
Les comparto lo que estoy leyendo:
When Desiderata Hollow was a girl, her grandmother had given her four important pieces of advice to guide her young footsteps on the unexpectedly twisting pathway of life.
They were:
Never trust a dog with orange eyebrows,
Always get the young man's name and address,
Never get between two mirrors,
And always wear completely clean underwear every day because you never knew when you were going to be knocked down and killed by a runaway horse and when people found you had unsatisfactory underwear on, you'd die of shame.
And then Desiderata grew up to become a witch. And one of the minor benefits of being a witch is that you know exactly when you're going to die and can wear what underwear you like.*
*Which explains a lot about witches.
-Witches Abroad, Terry Pratchett
When Desiderata Hollow was a girl, her grandmother had given her four important pieces of advice to guide her young footsteps on the unexpectedly twisting pathway of life.
They were:
Never trust a dog with orange eyebrows,
Always get the young man's name and address,
Never get between two mirrors,
And always wear completely clean underwear every day because you never knew when you were going to be knocked down and killed by a runaway horse and when people found you had unsatisfactory underwear on, you'd die of shame.
And then Desiderata grew up to become a witch. And one of the minor benefits of being a witch is that you know exactly when you're going to die and can wear what underwear you like.*
*Which explains a lot about witches.
-Witches Abroad, Terry Pratchett
Etiquetas: advice for living, fun with words, más de mujeres
