Una canción de domingo...

Ruégame - Illya Kuryaki & The Valderramas

Ven que oscureció
se detuvo el destino en la habitación
quizás perdí mi ser
la violencia del aire quebrantó su piel

Y en secreto se inundaba el bosque
donde vimos crecer aquella flor
te besé y me rogaste que te amara
ruégame otra vez, otra vez

Aquí velaste al sol
siendo el resto de tu alma mi redención
presencié un eclipse en ti
es eterno el desierto que sonríe el fin

Y en secreto se inundaba el bosque
donde vimos crecer aquella flor
te besé y me rogaste que te amara
ruégame otra vez, ruégame

Toque la soledad
en su vientre anhelando no despertar
volar bajo la piel
se adormecen tus manos al palpar mi sed

Tantas sombras en mi alma
tantas noches que me abrazan
óyeme que el cielo sangra
y de su sangre creo darte
y esta noche quiero verte
aunque sea dentro mío
creo que aún recuerdas
que fui yo quien dijo basta
basta de atarme al trueno
basta de quemar tus sueños
ya no quedan más tormentas
tu deseo es mi deseo
y al reir sangras la esencia
que deshace a mi lamento
recuerda que nadie espera
odio en tus ojos princesa

Y en secreto se inundaba el bosque
donde vimos crecer aquella flor
te besé y me rogaste que te amara
ruégame otra vez, otra vez

Corazón Coraza

Corazón Coraza

Porque te tengo y no
porque te pienso
porque la noche está de ojos abiertos
porque la noche pasa y digo amor
porque has venido a recoger tu imagen
y eres mejor que todas tus imágenes
porque eres linda desde el pie hasta el alma
porque eres buena desde el alma a mí
porque te escondes dulce en el orgullo
pequeña y dulce
corazón coraza

porque eres mía
porque no eres mía
porque te miro y muero
y peor que muero
si no te miro amor
si no te miro

porque tú siempre existes dondequiera
pero existes mejor donde te quiero
porque tu boca es sangre
y tienes frío
tengo que amarte amor
tengo que amarte
aunque esta herida duela como dos
aunque te busque y no te encuentre
y aunque
la noche pase y yo te tenga
y no.

Mario Benedetti

Si yo fuera programadora...

Mi personalidad sería...

PLSB

You're a Planner.
You may be slow, but you'll usually find the best solution. If something's worth doing, it's worth doing right.


You like coding at a Low level.
You're from the old school of programming and believe that you should have an intimate relationship with the computer. You don't mind juggling registers around and spending hours getting a 5% performance increase in an algorithm.


You work best in a Solo situation.
The best way to program is by yourself. There's no communication problems, you know every part of the code allowing you to write the best programs possible.


You are a liBeral programmer.
Programming is a complex task and you should use white space and comments as freely as possible to help simplify the task. We're not writing on paper anymore so we can take up as much room as we need.


leendo no?

Link: Programmer Personality Test

The Mean Kitty Song

LYRICS:
I got this little kitty about 2 months back
he was the nicest little kitty, now a pain in my crack
This little kitty is a ninja, always stalking my feet
This little kitty is a warrior you know what I mean

he's an evil little kitty look what he did to my hand
tries to get in trouble in any way that he can
I could give this cat a toy, but he'd rather have the wrapper
and I will always give him water, but he still drinks from the crapper

You could lock him in a closet and he just won't care
kitty chews on my shoes and he licks my hair
always scratching on my favorite chair and jumping on the couch
playing in the window sills and tearing through the house

He's so full of energy and easily amused
kitty will attack anything that moves
Causing trouble, starting battles just so he could be a little part of
he's a meanest little kitty so we named him sparta

Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite

Where'd you go
are you stalking me?
are you under the couch, quite possibly
ears laid back so you don't get caught
ready to pounce my leg with everything that you got

I know you're probably watching me from across the room
concentrating contemplating on attacking me soon
You're not invisible kitty, I'm gonna find you first
Come out come out before I make things worse

I've seen where you hide and I know where you've been
Hey kitty why don't you give in
Even if you try to sneak up on me, I'm prepared
Cause I've got my safety gear on and I'm not scared

I think I hear a kitty cat under the bed
I know your making noises just to mess with my head
You can stalk me all you want, but I'm not your pray
cause you always seem to find me first, but not today

Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
Come on out, I'm gonna get you now

I've got 'em cornered
and now he's mine
He's not gonna get away this time
I'll snatch him up fast before he can blink and then...
Aw man! He's asleep in the sink

What is with this cat? I'm confused
He's got a bed, but it's never been used
In every waking moment, kitty's out for the fight
then [fart] next minute kitty's out like a light

How could I let this creature live inside of my home
I gotta keep an eye on him when I'm on the phone
I'm a little afraid to leave this cat all alone
this kitty may destroy everything that I own

Look at him now, I kinda feel bad
He's the best little cat that I've had
and the one big thing I forgot to mention, was that
He wasn't fighting, he just wanted attention

Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little sparta what is with all the fight
showing love, that's all this kitty does

Un soneto de Shakespeare

CXXI.

Mejor ser vil que tal considerado
Cuando, sin serlo, esta culpa te achacan,
Y un lícito placer pierdes, que tanto
Los demás condenan, pero no tu alma.
Pues ¿por qué los ojos espurios de otros
Han de juzgar a mi impetuosa sangre;
O espiar mis flaquezas quien es más flojo
Y estima malo lo que yo, agradable?
No, yo soy el que soy; y los que apuntan
A mis desmanes, los propios exponen;
Habrá en sus ojos una torcedura,
Que sus juicios no ensucien mis acciones.
A no ser que esta máxima sostengan:
Todo hombre es malo y en su maldad reina.

You fucking disappoint me!

Passive - A Perfect Circle

"Dead as dead can be", my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, ever the optimistic one
I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say, "You disappoint me",
Maybe you’re better off this way

Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become…my perfect enemy...

Wake up (we'll catch you) and face me (come one now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, "You disappoint me",
Maybe you’re better off this way

Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better of this; you’re better off this;
Maybe you’re better off!

Wake up (can't you) and face me (come on now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, "You fucking disappoint me!"
Maybe you’re better off this way

Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me!

Passive aggressive bullshit

Mentiras Piadosas - Joaquin Sabina

Cuando le dije que la pasión por definición no puede durar
como iba yo a saber que ella se iba a echar a llorar.
No seas absurdo, me regañó, esa explicación nadie te la pidió
así que guardatela, me pone enferma tanta sinceridad.

Y así fue como aprendí que en historias de dos conviene a veces mentir
que ciertos engaños son narcóticos contra el mal de amor.

Yo le quería decir que el azar se parece al deseo
que un beso es sólo un asalto y la cama es un ring de boxeo,
que las caricias que mojan la piel y la sangre amotinan
se marchitan cuando las toca la sucia rutina.

Yo le quería decir la verdad por amarga que fuera
contarle que el universo era más ancho que sus caderas.
Le dibujaba un mundo real no una color de rosa,
pero ella prefería escuchar mentiras piadosas.

Y las caricias que mojan la piel y la sangre amotinan
se marchitan cuando las toca la sucia rutina.

Y cuando por la quinta cerveza le hablé de esa chica
que me hizo perder la cabeza estalló,
vas a callarte de una vez por favor.

Y así fue como aprendí que en historias de dos conviene a veces mentir
que ciertos engaños son narcóticos contra el mal de amor.


A veces vienen sin que las pidamos, a veces es lo unico que queremos escuchar...mentiras piadosas.