Daqui a umas horas vou ter uma nova experiência no trabalho.
Medo, muito medo!*
*mais detalhes lá para o fim do dia
Monday, June 30, 2014
Friday, June 27, 2014
This is not a fashion blog #9
Nas minhas férias fora do país encontrei o batom pelo qual me apaixonei!
Digam lá se não é lindo!
Digam lá se não é lindo!
E o nome do batom? Pinker Bell!
Conversas #27
Eu: Achas que ele ficou muito chocado?
Ela: Com o quê? A cena do porno, a masturbação ou a conversa em geral?
Eu: Acho que já respondeste à minha pergunta.
Ela: Com o quê? A cena do porno, a masturbação ou a conversa em geral?
Eu: Acho que já respondeste à minha pergunta.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Monday, June 23, 2014
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
Conversas #26
Ela: Tu a falares Espanhol, pareces uma inglesa.
Eu: É assim tão mau?
Ela: Não. Tens é uma pronúncia estranha.
Eu: É assim tão mau?
Ela: Não. Tens é uma pronúncia estranha.
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Folga...
Praia, receber livros pelo correio! e dentista.
Agora é ver cenas interessantes para escrever no blogue e arranjar e pôr-me toda pimpolha que diz que amanhã há pessoas muitoooo importantes no trabalho!
Ah pois é!
Agora é ver cenas interessantes para escrever no blogue e arranjar e pôr-me toda pimpolha que diz que amanhã há pessoas muitoooo importantes no trabalho!
Ah pois é!
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Não me fui embora....
O problema é que depois das férias foi trabalhar 6 dias seguidos...
Uma pessoa lê os posts nos outros blogues, vai comentando, mas não tão assiduamente porque se chega a casa a modos que morta.
Sendo assim, amanhã vou para a praia.
Estou a precisar.
Uma pessoa lê os posts nos outros blogues, vai comentando, mas não tão assiduamente porque se chega a casa a modos que morta.
Sendo assim, amanhã vou para a praia.
Estou a precisar.
Friday, June 13, 2014
De volta!
As férias acabaram!
Estou de volta!
Saí de Portugal com chuva, voltei com frio e agora está um calor de morrer.
Fui visitar uma amiga.
Comi bem, bebi ainda melhor.
Agora tempo de voltar ao trabalho!
Estou de volta!
Saí de Portugal com chuva, voltei com frio e agora está um calor de morrer.
Fui visitar uma amiga.
Comi bem, bebi ainda melhor.
Agora tempo de voltar ao trabalho!
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
O que se lê por aqui #2
"I can’t have children. Earlier this year, at the age of 27, I voluntarily had my tubes tied. (...)
I finally looked at Andreas and said, “You know this isn’t for me, right? No kids. Never.” Terrified I might have sabotaged our chance to make it work, I started to cry.
(...)
I wondered if she had to make certain that my husband didn’t coerce me, and I wondered how often that happens. I thought about women who might back out at the last minute and wondered who they could be. The last thing I remember was my flamboyant Swedish anesthesiologist, who’d confessed that he also didn’t want children, stroking my hair as he adjusted my gas mask.
(...)
Last month, a good friend confided over coffee that she’s two months pregnant. As we hugged and cried, she confessed that I was the person she’d most wanted to tell. “All of my other friends are trying to get pregnant like it’s a competition,” she said. “It’s so nice that you have your fertility choices all sorted out.” I couldn’t agree more."
Salon, 15 de Dezembro de 2010. Daqui.
I finally looked at Andreas and said, “You know this isn’t for me, right? No kids. Never.” Terrified I might have sabotaged our chance to make it work, I started to cry.
(...)
I wondered if she had to make certain that my husband didn’t coerce me, and I wondered how often that happens. I thought about women who might back out at the last minute and wondered who they could be. The last thing I remember was my flamboyant Swedish anesthesiologist, who’d confessed that he also didn’t want children, stroking my hair as he adjusted my gas mask.
(...)
Last month, a good friend confided over coffee that she’s two months pregnant. As we hugged and cried, she confessed that I was the person she’d most wanted to tell. “All of my other friends are trying to get pregnant like it’s a competition,” she said. “It’s so nice that you have your fertility choices all sorted out.” I couldn’t agree more."
Salon, 15 de Dezembro de 2010. Daqui.
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Monday, June 2, 2014
"Breakfast at Tiffany's", Truman Capote
“Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,' Holly advised him. 'That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky."
"She's drunk," Joe Bell informed me.
"Moderately," Holly confessed....Holly lifted her martini. "Let's wish the Doc luck, too," she said, touching her glass against mine. "Good luck: and believe me, dearest Doc -- it's better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.”
"She's drunk," Joe Bell informed me.
"Moderately," Holly confessed....Holly lifted her martini. "Let's wish the Doc luck, too," she said, touching her glass against mine. "Good luck: and believe me, dearest Doc -- it's better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.”
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Férias em 3, 2, 1....
Estou de Férias!
Bem merecidas!!!
Provavelmente esta semana vai ser mais paradita por aqui.
Mas para quem me lê, estou de volta dia 10 ou 11 de Junho.
Entretanto, vou para a terra de nuestros hermanos!
Bem merecidas!!!
Provavelmente esta semana vai ser mais paradita por aqui.
Mas para quem me lê, estou de volta dia 10 ou 11 de Junho.
Entretanto, vou para a terra de nuestros hermanos!
