Showing posts with label My Psyche. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Psyche. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
pardon me (i didn't knit that for you)
I can't believe she stole Kim from the real housewives of atlanta's wig! haha. love it!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Touch My Heart
So, I totally lifted this video from www.dlisted.com, but I just couldn't help but to repost it. I was tempted to post this to Tine's facebook page, but as the video progressed, I realized that it is a little too much to be attached to my name for the world to see!! Haha - so I'll post it on here instead.
Can you believe this is for real?! BUT... I actually do really like the song - Tine can you download? =D
Hi its me again
They just said in the news that a person has died from drinking too much water because the body runs out of sodium and potasium. I have my office mate Christine having some problem also with water. She is not allow to drink more than two glasses a day for the same reason.That's all my son. Take care son. I love you, Mom.
A day in the life of my e-mails/conversations with my mom.
A day in the life of my e-mails/conversations with my mom.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Psyche in Seclusion
My psyche has been in seclusion lately. My apologies for that. So much that can be updated and said, but we'll keep it simple, short and sassy and go with a random little thing of cuteness that brightened my day today.
Walking in to go wine tasting with a friend, we hear a cat meowing but we don't see him/her. I start to meow back but since we don't see anything, we then just go in and proceed to get totally wasted at the wine tasting. On our way out, we hear the meowing again and I look up to see the cute cat in his/her full glory. It was sitting on the balcony of an apartment complex and I just thought, wow, I guess they don't have a fear that the cat won't just run away. I talked to the cat and he/she meowed back to me. The cute little cat was a highlight of my day and it was nice to see that he/she knew where his/her home was. She was nice. I miss him.
Aimez-vous mon fotografias? Ils sont de Portland. Je suis la jeune fille! love, muzzy
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Friday, August 8, 2008
¿A Sign of the Times?
I had a fun late night out with my cousins yesterday. Mucho borrachandoing, i.e. drinking and great conversation on comparing lifestyles, thought processes, life situations, etc. It was a great exercise for my psyche and helped me have perspective of things, so that my psyche can be the best that it can be. So maybe that helps to explain my strange dream. The funniest part though, I thought, and what I wanted to offer up here for social commentary, was that I dreamt that I was going to pay for my gas or something and then all of a sudden I was surprised with the news that I won some contest for a free tank of gas! And I was very excited. Haha! Well, I guess it´s worth being excited about, seeing as how I don´t really win stuff often and a tank of gas is worth about $80 for me. Honestly, even I love getting into my psyche to see the intricacies and subtelties of its functioning. It´s like a Nobel Prize Winner for Literature in there sometimes.
Sorry the picture sucks, but it seems to be the best I can do at the moment. Welcome to the new Milka bar (well new to me anyway) that is the Choco Swing model. It is very delicious. My first taste or two of it was definitely a Don´t Get Me Started moment. My Tia Carmen had said that she had only seen it at the supermarket by the beach house so while I was there, as a compromise to the caloric intake they would entail, I ran to the supermarket from the house to buy some more to take back to the city, so that Tine wouldn´t have to wait until we go to the beach to try it in case I couldn´t find it in the city. And seeing as how I was at the beach and it was hot and I had to run back like 4 km to the house, it motivated me to run faster so that they wouldn´t melt in the sun! Haha. And then we had to find the especially designed El Corte Ingles shopping bag to transport goods that need refridgeration so that they wouldn´t melt on the three hour drive back to the city. All so that Tine could be guaranteed a taste of them immediately after her arrival. Isn´t that sweet of me?! Tine - there are four bars of it waiting for you in the refridgerator... UPDATE: Make that three bars waiting for you in the refridgerator. Oopsies!! KEKEKE!! *does a twirly dance* haha!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Don't get me started!
Wow - I was never able to find a lot of these videos, but I just discovered this new site called hulu - and I am now able to offer this to you readers. I guess they are able to post the copyrighted videos, because you have to watch through ads every now and then, but hey, its worth it!
Viewing this is SO essential, not only to getting into MY psyche, but into the psyche of the talented blogetrix over at our sister blog, the critically acclaimed Do You Love It! (Don't Even Get me Started).
Enjoy and don't get me started!
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Who the hell is Pete?
I would like to welcome everyone to my psyche! There is limited admission to my psyche and admission is granted only to those who agree to sign a contract to not even TRY to make me over. There is no room for that in here. Some of you may not know: my psyche recently underwent renovations! The head designer was famous Canadian designer Candace Olson (not to be confused with the Olsen twins), host of popular HGTV show, Divine Design!

For my first entry, I thought I'd introduce you to a fine young man. You can call him Pedro or Pete and he is my grandpa!
It's funny because "Pete" is like my grandpa's American name, but its like, what's so hard about saying Pedro? And even some of our relatives will call him "Uncle Pete" and I'm just thinking like, who the hell is Pete? Anyway, in his spare time, Pete loves to garden, climb over fences, get into fights with his adult children, complain about how his doctor took away his driver's license and start to cry almost every time I visit him. He also loves going to Las Vegas and Laughlin with his sexy Senior Citizen friends. He is 92 years old, I think. If you ever want some umpilya, merlitons, cherry tomatoes, baguio beans or other vegetables, he will happily give you some! Just don't ask him about what he thinks about some of his other relatives, because to that, he might just reply: Don't even get me started!
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