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quarta-feira, 30 de abril de 2008

Mudança - Parte 6

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Tive que jogar metade do apartamento do lixo, como mostra a foto [tive três levas como esta levadas pelos lixeiros] para poder fazer caber tudo dentro do minúsculo apê. Mas, as coisas estão tomando forma, finalmente. Estou tentando manter um mínimo de estilo, já que eu não poderei comprar absoluatmente nada - não cabe!

Mudança - Parte 5

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Mudança - Parte 4

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quarta-feira, 16 de abril de 2008

Mágica

Como fazer isso  caber dentro disso  ?

Mudança - Parte 3



Dá vontade de chorar, mas isso é meu storage. Já sinto a dor no corpo por arrastar tudo isso até o apartamento novo na sexta. Sem contar que esta arrumação está sem-vergonha. Mas o ex-namorado fez com todo o carinho, coitado, e sozinho. Isso, pessoas, é tudo que eu tenho. Minha casa. Ai, senta no cantinho e chora, né!

Mudança - Parte 2









O material acima se trata de tudo que eu trouxe da viagem e que está comigo. Passei recolhendo as correspondências nas casas dos conhecidos que recebram o correio por mim todo este tempo. Esta porção de revistas é resultado de quatro meses foram... Loucura!!!

Tem também uma coisa ou outra que eu estava precisando e busquei no Ikea, hence the bags... Fora isso, tem todo meu apartamento que está [ainda] no storage e que eu só vou conseguir buscar na sexta!

Mudança - Parte 1









Enfim, não sou mais uma homeless perdida. Tenho casa. Não significa que tenha conseguido me mudar, continuo vivendo no quarto alugado. Mas, tenho casa. E como apartamentos estão custando caro neste mundo!! Meu Deus, vontade de morar com a mãe, num espaço normal, que cabe um ser-humano. 

As fotos acima são do novo apartamento que fica na famosa rua de dá de frente oara Manhattan e que dá para ver o skyline, therefore, schuyler. [inventei agora...] É meu primeiro basement apartment. E pelo valor que eu tô pagando deveria ser uma mansão. A escolha era isto ou dividir uma casa com desconhecidos. O que eu acabei até cogitando [e descartando]. Eu não sirvo para morar com outros seres-humanos. Humanos irritam e eu prefiro viver sozinha. 

Por isso, vou morar na caixinha de fósforo acima. Boa sorte para mim!

quarta-feira, 9 de abril de 2008

R.I.P.

Aconteceu algo absolutamente trágico: a morte do meu hard drive externo Lucyboy. Com ele foram absolutamente TODAS as fotos que eu já tirei na vida, TODAS as músicas, filmes e séries que eu já baixei na vida, TODOS os vídeos de todos os shows que eu já fui na vida, TODO meu portifólio e TUDO e qualquer coisa que eu já tive de material de trabalho. 

Preciso dizer que minha vontade é de me matar?

Caralho.

terça-feira, 7 de agosto de 2007

Mac

O Mac não consegue se entender com várias coisas. Sempre que posto no wordpress do Mac, sai merda. O site é 60% diferente usando um Mac. Não existe parágrafo, uma forma de controlar as fotos, nada. Outra coisa que dá problema é o YouTube. Desde que comprei o Mac não consigo postar um vídeo sequer. Simplesmente não funciona!Merda!

sexta-feira, 16 de março de 2007

Black waves/bad vibrations...

...or, a new post on the pretty boring Vanessa's discovery series. (Still typing from the bed!).

The "clean the house" can explain. It's not I'm a very neat person with my house. Cause I'm really not, fuck the cleaning. It's just that since I've moved here, about a year ago, I never had a chance to unpack completely and put everything in place. You know, that kind of task that you are always telling yourself, "I'll do it when I have the time." Well, now I have the time, so I will do it.

The other day I found my CD collection. Or what I call a CD collection. Who buys a CD nowadays, anyway? You know, not that I pray for people who steeling music online. Cause that, we all do, sir. Yes, that's right, naughty kids. But really, I don't anyone opening a CD case and putting it in the stereo system. It just seems dumb. Download it already. i-Tunes, hello! Anyway, one day a friend of mine said he couldn't respect anyone with less than 500 CDs or something. That's so last century, my brother. I can't respect anyone with less than 5000 downloaded albums. That's 2007.

Speaking about albums, what have you guys been listening lately?

Apart from the The Fratellis album, nothing new caught my attention in the past few weeks. I mean, the Arcade Fire's Neon Bible is pretty good, but nothing close to funeral. I still didn't catch up with all the new releases such as Kaiser Chief's Ruby, and the new Modest Mouse or The Shin's albums. It seems like all the people I love who released a CD in 2005 is back with much more this year. I should probably catch up with the new King of Leon. The Bravery, Block Party, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah all have a new CD out too. You see, everybody!

I didn't go to Austin for the South by Southwest festival. I simply forgot to reserve a room and the whole city seems to be sold out. So, I had to cancel that. I truly suffer with my stupidity. **Gra, here is a queue for you: use this one to write a list of Vanessa's stupid acts. Another one can be the Arcade Fire concerts I missed in New York and the tickets for the Coachella I forgot to buy and now cost something like 2 thousand bucks... I hate myself.

http://www.mergerecords.com/images/bands/arcademasks2007.jpg

They already announced the dates for next year's SXSW. Guess what: I'm reserving the best hostel tonight. Yeah! I'll go to the festival next year. I don't care.

About Neon Bible: like Keane's second album, it's so sad, so cold, so dark. It speaks about the lack of hope, the end of everything, the death inside, wasted time and pain. Only dark themes. The church aspect is really clear in all the songs.

quarta-feira, 14 de março de 2007

The tooth fairy...

...or, How amazing typing in bed is. A new Vanessa's discovery series.

It's amazing how the wordpress design is totally different if you are using a MAC! Well, obviously I wasn't going to write anything about the wordpress design tonight. But that's exactly how my brain works. ADD or not, it's in English now, because I'm using the Sick Sick Little Moo Cow's MAC and the punctuation marks suck in this platform. Let's start again:

I'm enjoining an undetermined vacation period. It's complicated and I'll save you the trouble. It's enough to say that besides resting a lot, I'm also looking for another job. It's that kind of time in your life when although you are totally entitled to a vacation, you cannot enjoy it because you are worried about not having a job. This is, the phrase in the beginning of this paragraph is a lie.

What I'm trying to do not to freak out completely is design a healthy schedule. I have to find time to clean the house, unpack, sleep, ride my bicycle, read, watch What About Brian, Heroes, How I Met Your Mother, Lost, BSG, look for a job, visit all the people I love and I couldn't see for the past year because I was too busy working, have fun with my friends and take to boyfriends to the hospital, among others.

Then, I don't do any of the above, get crazy because I have no time, and cry. I'm such a woman sometimes...

Well, the "taking the boyfriend to the hospital" one was an unfortunate bonus. I'm glad it's over. Ro had this rotten tooth and he skipped the root canal sessions a couple of years ago and the result is he couldn't sleep with the pain... So, we took him to the beautiful New Jersey Medical and Dentistry School Hospital, a horrible idea I had, and sited at the waiting room for about two hours.

It's amazing how much Newark is close to became this huge favela. All the hospitals, public and private, are exactly the Mario Gatti, in Campinas. I haven't got the pleasure to visit any public hospitals in Brazil really, but I watched TV. The same chaos. Drunk people, beaten people, shot people, all kinds of weird people, people with real problems and all the lazy ones, altogether.

Of course, because of our skin color, no one would ever see us. So, we left.

The problem was only solved the next afternoon, when I took him to my dentist. Sometimes I think I really hope she had taken his tooth out. Because of the irresponsibility, you know... Seriously, two years waiting for the root canal? Or was he waiting for the tooth to fall and give it to the fairy? I'm mean! She saved his tooth and he will have to get back there for more a couple of sessions.

So, that was not fun. I mean, not that she saved his tooth, only the day. Horrible. Boring. And I managed to lock myself out of the house and waited for him for like two hours. Just sucked.

(If you are wondering if I'm going somewhere with this, the answer is no. I'm not going anywhere, I'm just enjoying writing siting on my bad. This laptop thing still amazes me. So, move along...)

I'll probably be writing about my list of chores and all the unimportant things I've been thinking about in the next few posts.