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Veinte Diez

Veinte diez. Dos mil diez. Nuevo año, nueva vida. Feels ironic somehow...

Ciento noventa. Uno. Nueve. Cero. Son los días que llevo... llevaba... sin escribir en el blog.

Como dice Vico-C en Aquel Que Había Muerto:

Ha pasado el tiempo y han cambiado muchas cosas
Han surgido nuevos cantantes y nuevas modas
Ayer estuve muerto y hoy vivo…

Uyy! Me guillé de viejo con esa canción. Pero lo hago con todo el propósito. Para que los que se aburren rápido dejen de leer. Que tengo cosas que decir mas alante y no estoy para mentes pequeñas.

Nuevo año. Vida nueva.

El tirón ha sido de 180 grados y el año 2010 (que se dice veinte diez, coño!) me ha encontrado desempleado, separado y a punto del divorcio. El estrés y la preocupación me arropan, me paralizan. Pero aun con lo mucho que la odio la palabra esperanza, esta aun me acompaña y sigo estando estúpidamente positivo.

Quisiera poder decir que todo se arreglará pronto. Pero en verdad, me estoy preparando mentalmente para días peores. Porque dice el refrán que todo se hace más obscuro antes del amanezca.

Iba a decir mas en este post... De la mala pasada que me jugaron en el trabajo. Del proceso de separación. De cuan difícil es llevar a mi hija a la casa de su madre. De lo peligroso de estar solo. De lo fácil que es no estarlo. Del iPhone, el XBOX y el PS3. De twitter y facebook. De aprender a vivir. De aceptar los errores propios. De aprender de ellos.

Pero creo que esos pueden ser escritos para otros días.

Vamos a ver que pasa...

De Vuelta

Leo un corréo electrónico. Me lo envía un ex compañero de trabajo. De cuando inútilmente me daba de con las paredes intentando mejorar al país. De cuando recibía porrazos, bien merecidos, de aquellos que habían venido antes de mi. De aquellos que sabían que esto no lo mejora nadie.

Me acordé. Porque había empezado yo a escribir el blog. Para el desahogo personal. Para aflojar la creatividad usando la escritura. Para hablar de lo único de lo cual creí que estaba cualificado para hablar. De mi.

Pero...

El desahogo...

El desahogo fue la razón principal.

...

...

Es tiempo de volver...

7 Things You Didn't Want To Know About Me

So, um, fellow boriblogger Rafi Torres tagged me in his 7 Things You May Not Know About Me meme post. I really dislike "forced" memes and never participate in stuff like this. I will comply because... well, because Rafi has made me laugh too much on Twitter, because I'm trying to be a good citizen of the twitter/boriblogger community and because I told myself to do things differently this year. I will however not tag anyone else because I like to see grown memes die. Yes, I am insensitive and charming! ;-)

Here goes nothing:

  1. Perhaps because of my upbringing I have lived a rather sterile life. I've never gotten drunk into unconsciousness, never smoked a cigarette. I have never been imprisoned and I rode a police car once because my cousin, a policeman, was driving it. I've only been out of Puerto Rico once. I've never done no drugs. I've never been disloyal to my wife or paid for a prostitute. All this "correctness" sometimes grates on me.
  2. I remember the last time I confessed to a priest. It was the day before my wedding. I told the priest in no uncertain terms that I did not believe in god. The priest absolved me, but gave me no penitence. Perhaps he knew it would have been moot.
  3. For those of you who've only known me on Twitter: I am not bold and funny. In real life I am shy, serious, and downright boring. However, if I get to know you and trust you then maybe maybe I'll be different...
  4. Also for the people on twitter: I do not believe any of the good things I say about myself. I don't think I'm smart or intelligent, confident or capable, not even humble and certainly not brave.
  5. I always buy the cheapest clothes possible. I know that clothes make the man. But I have no idea how to make myself look better, so I don't even try.
  6. I am a somewhat well controlled (digital) packrat. I have thousands of comic books. Hundreds of books. Almost every mainstream video game console made and all the video games I have ever bought. I have hundreds of thousands of Japanese AV and gravure idol pictures. I have gigs of digitized video, pictures, books, music, games and whathaveyou... Just. Like. All. Of. You!
  7. I used to go fishing with my dad at Isla de Cabras... For all the whinnying I do about my father I have to say we did spend some good times together. I remember always falling asleep on the way home while listening to Quique y Tomás... And that's all I gots to say about that...

And there you have it. Seven things that, perhaps, you didn't know about me. Seven true things. And for being true they are absolutely boring and uninteresting, the same as my life. That's why I tend to "enhance" the truth when I write on my blog... To try and make it interesting.

Now excuse me while I go get high, steal a cop car, fuck some whores and knock off some gas stations!

the information soldier is the filthy by-product of clean living...

Goodbye 2008, Hello 2009

2008

So, it's goodbye 2008. Hello 2009.

You know there is no actual difference between one year and another. Time knows not such boundaries. It is only our small brain that needs delimitation. Tricks that let us cope.

Looking back at the last post I made in 2007 I could foresee how 2008 would turn up. And 2008 was a great year for me. I almost feel ashamed for saying that. What with most people, my country, the U.S.A and the rest of the world seem to be slip-sliding into hard, very hard, times.

Last year I got back on my feet in terms of health and finances. I had no big health problems and took better care of myself. The money poured in and I started pampering myself. I practically spoiled myself rotten! I bought a new car, a new computer. I even gave in to the big corporate machines and bought an iPhone, and an XBox!

2008 was so good I even... (dare I say it?) made some friends!

m.p.: My XBox Live Gamertag is afreytes add me NAO!

The year wasn't without trouble. Though it's the sort that I tend not to discuss too much on the blog. Suffice it to say, that I started to do things in a different way. I took the path less traveled by; though where that may lead me I still don't know yet. (Yes, I know it sounds gay but I'm not that desperate yet! Hahahaha!)

2009 on the other hand...

2009 is a big, BIG, question mark. I'm not confident enough to predict what's going to happen this year.

What I do know is that I want to take even better care of my health. For that I need to lose a few pounds. And to do that I need to start exercising. Yup, I've just set myself up for failure.

Another thing I really, really, want to do is travel. There's half a hackneyed plan to go to PAX2009 so I might just do that. If that doesn't fall through then it's Canada. I really need to get off this island and see someplace different. I will either not want to come back ever again, or start to really appreciate what I've grown up with.

Third thing, I need to dilucidate about my work conditions. I'm a consultant for a an insurance company and I may be offered a regular job position sometime this year. However, with the current economic conditions, the job offer may not be as sweet as I would hope for. If I refuse the offer I may be asked to leave for good (I know it doesn't make sense, but that's the way things happen where I work). If that happens I'm pretty sure I will have to start looking overseas for a job that pays as good as the one I currently have.

Well, there is one thing I'm pretty sure of.

2009 will be a very interesting year...

the information soldier comes back in 2009!

Lost In Translation

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