<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:07:29.331-04:00</updated><category term='Amistad'/><category term='Música'/><category term='TV'/><category term='House MD'/><category term='Random thoughts'/><category term='Blogthings'/><category term='Filosofando'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='Viaje'/><category term='Tema actual'/><category term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category term='Cine'/><category term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><category term='GOD'/><title type='text'>Ånnyris®</title><subtitle type='html'>"Was mich nicht umbringt, macht mich stärker." - Friedrich W. Nietzsche</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8783270437423202721</id><published>2011-07-14T07:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T07:44:46.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Se busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;En la pelicula argentina &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0329330/"&gt;"Lugares comunes"&lt;/a&gt; hay una escena cuyo dialogo me dejó casi sin aliento. Esta es la escena completa (para q tengan el contexto):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;[Fernando]: (Tose)&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: (Estaba de espaldas, buscando algo en una estantería. Se vuelve hacia Fernando) Acompáñenme, les voy a hacer unas fotocopias. (Los tres avanzan por un pasillo) Les voy a dar una tarjeta mía para que la entreguen a Suárez Vela. Tiene una plantación de lavanda inglesa, pero ya no la explota. Se compró una bodega en Mendoza; el vino es mejor negocio. Igual le va a tener que pelear el precio porque es muy agarrado... Yo lo conozco muy bien. Es mi ex marido.&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: ¿Por qué le dicen Tutti?&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: No. No me “dicen”, me llamo así... En Uruguay no tenemos nombres prohibidos como ustedes (dice con retintín).&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: Yo tengo un amigo que le pusieron Peñarol. (Peñarol es el equipo de fútbol más importante de Montevideo. ndr)&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Yo soy Tutti porque a mi mamá le gustaba mucho la música clásica (dice, dirigiéndose a Fernando, aunque éste no ha cruzado aún palabra con ella). Lo que más le gustaba, le enloquecía, eran los ‘tutti’ de las orquestas, cuando tocan todos al mismo tiempo y a todo trapo (Fernando asiente). Nací sin avisar y mi mamá estaba sola, y se puso nerviosa cuando le preguntaron qué nombre me quería poner... y le salió “Tutti”. Y después mi padre la quería matar, pero ya estaba puesto. (Carlos y Fernando se ríen).&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: Es muy simpático.&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: ¡Le va muy bien!&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: (Tutti vuelve al tema que les ha reunido)Aunque la esencia de lavanda sea muy buena, siempre conviene mezclarla con partes mínimas de otros aceites, porque eso es lo que le da potencia. Tengo un libro de química industrial donde está todo muy bien explicado. Se lo puedo prestar, pero con la condición de que me lo devuelva (hay un cierto coqueteo en la mirada de ella)... porque no es mío, es del instituto.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: Muchas gracias. Tomo nota de lo que me sirve y se lo traigo. Y si hay algo que no entiendo, le pregunto. Veo que usted sabe mucho de perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Sí... casi tanto como usted de mujeres (dice, sonriendo).&lt;br /&gt;(Fernando se queda perplejo ante el comentario de Tutti, y ella se explica)&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Con una sola mirada, muy discreta, me examinó de arriba a abajo, y creo que no le pareció nada mal lo que veía. ¿Me equivoco?&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: (sonríe) O usted es muy sabia o mi mirada está perdiendo la discreción. Tal vez porque no esperaba encontrarme con alguien que despertara en mí un inequívoco sentimiento de lujuria.&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Usted también es una presa que una mujer sin prejuicios estaría muy dispuesta a conquistar...&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: (en tono irónico) Si quieren sigo yo con las fotocopias y ustedes se van a tomar un café o algo...&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: A mí me quedan unos cuantos prejuicios... Este momento no debe pasar de ser un intercambio muy agradable de elogios eróticos. Puro coqueteo entre dos personas con mucha experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: Experiencia no implica conocimiento... (negando con la cabeza) Yo no sé nada de mujeres.&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Y eso es una mentira elegante... Un caballero no habla de ciertas cosas.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: &lt;b&gt;Las pocas mujeres que conocí en mi vida, las admiré, las observé, intenté descifrarlas... Nunca dejaron de ser un misterio. Nunca dejaron de sorprenderme. Pero lo único importante es disfrutar de su presencia. &lt;/b&gt;(Tutti se derrite)&lt;b&gt; No me di cuenta enseguida, pero... un tiempito después aprendí a escucharlas, a valorar los silencios, las miradas; esos momentos en los que parece que no pasa nada y pasa un mundo... Aprendí a respetar su intuición, su inteligencia... y aprendí a amarlas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: (muy impresionada por el discurso de Fernando) Le quiero advertir que el nivel de mis defensas está bajando peligrosamente... No se pueden decir esas cosas así, como si nada.&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: Yo me voy... espero en el coche.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: (deteniendo con la mirada a Carlos, se dirige a Tutti) &lt;b&gt;Llevo cuarenta años casado con la misma mujer, y le soy fiel. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: No soy chismosa. No es necesario que me mienta.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: &lt;b&gt;No le estoy mintiendo. Nunca me obligué a serle fiel a mi mujer. No es una norma o ‘pacto’ a respetar. Con Lili, con mi mujer, siempre dijimos que, si alguien se cruza con alguno de los dos... mala suerte. Pero sin mentiras. Estamos juntos porque queremos, nadie nos obliga. Nos obliga a ser leales... Ninguna de las mujeres que conocí después de Lili le puede ganar... Las miro, las puedo admirar; me puede asombrar encontrarme a alguien como Tutti Tudela, porque yo estoy abierto a lo que sea, a lo que pueda pasar... Pero no hay caso. &lt;/b&gt;(sonríe, casi con resignación)&lt;b&gt; Lili Gana. Lili ganará siempre. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: (visiblemente emocionada) Tengo la sensación de que, cuando habla de mujeres, está hablando de una sola mujer.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: (entre un pequeño ataque de tos) Sí... puede ser, sí.&lt;br /&gt;[Carlos]: Debo advertirle, mi querida Tutti, que el discurso de mi amigo es una gran mentira, (Tutti mira, seria, a Fernando) magistralmente armada para seducir mujeres hermosas como usted.&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: (dirigiéndose a Fernando) Me gustaría mucho conocer a su mujer. Quiero dejar de ser discreta por una sola vez y contarle todo lo que usted me dijo... ¿Ella lo sabe?&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: (pensativo) No... Nunca se lo dije, pero Lili... Qué se yo... Nunca se le escapa nada.&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Dígaselo.&lt;br /&gt;[Fernando]: No sé si puedo... Por ahí... se lo escribo...&lt;br /&gt;[Tutti]: Eso también estaría bien. Pero hágalo pronto... Esa mujer no se merece que la hagan esperar tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tomado de http://www.paisajeselectricos.com/material/art_dialogos-lugares.html]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando escuché a Fernando hablar asi de Lili, pensé: "I wanna be loved like that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo mismo dije cuando vi la tambien argentina "El secreto en sus ojos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será una señal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;=P~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Tendré q irme al sur del continente a encontrar el tipo de amor que deseo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8783270437423202721?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8783270437423202721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8783270437423202721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8783270437423202721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8783270437423202721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2011/07/se-busca.html' title='Se busca'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3512998176424263963</id><published>2010-01-30T17:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:43:41.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Four weeks of bubbly</title><content type='html'>No, not four weeks of champagne (at least not &lt;em&gt;these&lt;/em&gt; four weeks). In February, &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; will be bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always read that one should act the way one wants too feel, smile even if you don't want to, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided to make an experiment. During the four weeks of February, I will force myself to be less sarcastic, smile to children, wear makeup, and just be friendlier (friendly?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I feel better on March 1st? I'll let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3512998176424263963?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3512998176424263963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3512998176424263963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3512998176424263963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3512998176424263963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2010/01/four-weeks-of-bubbly.html' title='Four weeks of bubbly'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4399785948368784024</id><published>2009-12-05T22:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:01:08.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, old friend</title><content type='html'>Le comentaba a mi amiga Vanessa que creo que la razon por la que he tenido emociones tan intensas ultimamente es porque no las estoy expresando aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had the greatest day today, so... Voy a tomar un chin del tiempo que deberia dedicar a mis examenes finales para escribir un poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so raw, so exposed. Like the skin has been peeled from my entire body. Like I'm having open-heart surgery and everybody's watching. Like I'm in that naked dream everybody has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna write anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sad. I don't wanna think, I don't wanna feel. I just want to forget everything that's slowly breaking my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4399785948368784024?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4399785948368784024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4399785948368784024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4399785948368784024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4399785948368784024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-old-friend.html' title='Hello, old friend'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6221055293622944901</id><published>2009-03-23T21:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:13:26.998-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Monsters vs Aliens</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah... es de monstruos, de extraterrestres y de (&lt;em&gt;gulp!)&lt;/em&gt; muñequitos, pero &lt;strong&gt;tengo&lt;/strong&gt; que verla, porque Dr. Cockroach, PhD, is voiced by the hottest MD on TV: Hugh Laurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui esta el trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfxWOpFNoRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfxWOpFNoRM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Don't you just LOVE Dr. Cockroach's evil maniacal laughter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6221055293622944901?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6221055293622944901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6221055293622944901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6221055293622944901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6221055293622944901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/03/monsters-vs-aliens.html' title='Monsters vs Aliens'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3729362485587961769</id><published>2009-03-21T18:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:32:32.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tengo varios dias sin escribir y ahora no voy a escribir, pero si a postear.  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una entrevista a Hugh Laurie que evidencia que &lt;a href="http://www.pastdeadline.com/2007/05/why_hugh_laurie.html"&gt;el es el tipo mas cool del universo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Hugh Laurie Is the Coolest Man On Earth (by Ray Richmond)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=296,height=400,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://reporter.blogs.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/05/14/hugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So about this time every year, I help put together a number of special issues of The Hollywood Reporter in advance of nominations for the Primetime Emmy Awards. We here at the trades call it Emmy Season (not to be confused with our four regular seasons in Southern California: Fire, Flood, Earthquake and Pilot). As such, I have an opportunity annually to talk shop with all sorts of TV series and made-for-TV movie producers and stars discussing the merits of their projects/of themselves for Emmy consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process can be a little bit awkward -- I mean, you know, asking people to essentially tell you, "Yeah, I deserve an award from my peers." Those who coat their answers in wit, irony and self-deprecation tend to come across best. It's why I so adore Hugh Laurie, who won a Golden Globe this year for his protrayal of Dr. Gregory House on the hit Fox medical drama "House". He's British, though you wouldn't know it from his impeccable American accent on the show. Better still, while the man is a brilliant performer, he never takes himself at all seriously, as I've found on the three occasions when we've spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed that Laurie hadn't the time to talk on the phone in advance of Emmy season this time but jumped at the chance to conduct an interview via e-mail. I sent questions through his publicist. The answers arrived a scant two hours later. I offer the exchange here in its entirety, eloquently demonstrating why Laurie is my favorite actor on this or any other planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "I'm a bit confused. How does "House" get an Emmy nomination for drama series...while you personally do not? You ARE House. To my mind, it was a bit like honoring the meal while ignoring the chef who cooked it. Did you feel this way, or did you not have the time and energy to become properly incensed?"&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Laurie: "I'm greatly flattered by your analogy, but I'm not sure it's quite right.  (Executive producer) David Shore is really the chef, (executive producer) Katie Jacobs is the Maitre D', and I am merely the waiter.  15% is considered normal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Did receiving an Emmy nomination for series notably energize the "House" staff? Is there now a swagger in everyone's stride?"&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: "Swaggering is actually forbidden on the set.  Something to do with insurance.  But I think everyone was pleased and proud to be nominated.  I hope so anyway.  A lot of people work incredibly hard on the show and it's nice to be recognized for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Where do you keep your Golden Globe trophy? Does it make an effective bookend? (And congratulations, by the way.)"&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: "Forgive me for being pedantic here, but I actually now have two - so your bookend idea works even better.  Particularly since they weigh more than any earthly substance could in that volume. Friends who try and pick them up assume that I've welded them to the shelf. They are now installed in my son's bedroom, which I have converted into a Hall of Fame.  He sleeps in the garden."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Has your work schedule lessened at all or is it as unfathomably insane as ever? How much longer can you conceivably keep up this exhaustive pace?"&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: "It's as unfathomably insane as ever, made more so by the fatigue. I have seen camera operators fall asleep against the viewfinder during a take. If we were pilots, we wouldn't be allowed to fly.  But we're not, so there's no sense getting all hyperbolic about it. I do worry about how long we can go on like this. I worry that tiredness will make us worse and people will lose interest.  Or that someone will fall over, or crash their car driving home. That would be horrible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Will Dr. Gregory House ever be happy?"&lt;br /&gt;Laurie: "I think it's unlikely.  Perhaps that will be the last scene we ever do.  House on the doorstep of a rose-covered cottage, his arm around Donna Reed, two moppets scampering at his feet, maybe a Labrador.  The camera will pull back and back, a helicopter shot, House and Donna waving, getting smaller and smaller.  Then House will pull out a shoulder launched missile....  there'll be a flash of light, getting bigger and bigger, filling the frame, then BLACKNESS.&lt;br /&gt;"That's my pitch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3729362485587961769?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3729362485587961769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3729362485587961769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3729362485587961769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3729362485587961769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SbKhTmFJCvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5pawN7Pl6PU/s1600-h/Hillary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310484268634934002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SbKhTmFJCvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5pawN7Pl6PU/s400/Hillary.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4663111370657284189?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4663111370657284189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4663111370657284189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3929834894878471098</id><published>2009-02-22T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:48:25.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>"Funny People"</title><content type='html'>Adam Sandler + Seth Rogen + Judd Apatow = I wanna see that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3929834894878471098?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3929834894878471098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3929834894878471098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faltan tres meses para mi pumple!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4613945288915795324?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4613945288915795324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4613945288915795324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4613945288915795324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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perfecto porque es serio, sensible y gracioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta la parte en que el pakistani dice "I pledge because I've never been a cab driver", el latino(?) dice "I pledge because I am not a gardener" y el chino dice "I pledge because I don't own a laundromat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que les guste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uwUmSOHVfPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uwUmSOHVfPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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welcome'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1665684676744229546</id><published>2009-02-04T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:36:04.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>"The Gentleman on the Plane"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just saw Hugh Laurie in a Friends episode, circa 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely gets better with age.    :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Plus, he did a little "House-ing" there... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1665684676744229546?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1665684676744229546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1665684676744229546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1665684676744229546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1665684676744229546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/02/gentleman-on-plane.html' title='&quot;The Gentleman on the Plane&quot;'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3671296509722674775</id><published>2009-01-29T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:46:25.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>They will survive...</title><content type='html'>... jet lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the (original) song, love the commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPv_eLKLQVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPv_eLKLQVk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3671296509722674775?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3671296509722674775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3671296509722674775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3671296509722674775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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autobuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi a un hombre con un baston, y me hizo pensar en House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me toco un conductor con complejo de azafata: aparte de anunciar las intersecciones clave (obligatorio aqui, por disposicion del American with Disabilities Act), el anunciaba algunos negocios que hay en cada una, y al llegar a la estacion nos exhorto a que miraramos en nuestros asientos para que no se nos quedara nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por poco subo mi bandeja... jejeje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6776166530469141344?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6776166530469141344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6776166530469141344' title='1 Comments'/><link 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term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Peer-reviewed...</title><content type='html'>... and peer-acclaimed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Laurie gano el SAG Award por &lt;em&gt;Outstanding Performance by a Male Actor in a Drama Series&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6171388405195182298?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6171388405195182298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6171388405195182298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6171388405195182298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6171388405195182298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/peer-reviewed.html' title='Peer-reviewed...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-302577540837956502</id><published>2009-01-25T10:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:57:21.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Globalizacion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anoche sali con Joanna y su amiga Carol porque ibamos a celebrar el bday de Joanna. Fuimos a un bar y, como en todos aqui, tuvimos que mostrar un documento de identificacion que probara somos mayores de 21 años. Lo mas &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; ocurrio: le di mi licencia, ella la leyo, saco un librito, busco "Dominican Republic" y confirmo que esa era, &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt;, la licencia de conducir de Republica Dominicana. Yo quede en shock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tanto que tuve que volver donde ella a ver el librito ese. Hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ya saben... si piensan falsificar una licencia de otro pais, no vayan a Poor Paul's Pourhouse, &lt;em&gt;'cause you're gonna get busted&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-302577540837956502?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/302577540837956502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=302577540837956502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/302577540837956502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/302577540837956502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/globalizacion.html' title='Globalizacion'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-194582112831057869</id><published>2009-01-24T17:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:51:56.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>An Imaginary Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Queria esperar un par de meses para decirte, pero no me aguante. Mana, eres la elegida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;Y: Ah, e' verdad? Como Neo? (risas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Ejenserio... Eres la elegida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;Y: Para que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Para organizar mi fiesta de cumpleaños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;Y: (pausa) Pero la tarea de Neo era mas facil... El simplemente tenia que salvar el mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: (silencio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-194582112831057869?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/194582112831057869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=194582112831057869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/194582112831057869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/194582112831057869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/imaginary-conversation.html' title='An Imaginary Conversation'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-153248105192433496</id><published>2009-01-22T18:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:57:52.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>"Can you hear me now?"®</title><content type='html'>I absolutely LOVE this commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to the whole "he's my best friend, he's like a brother to me; that's my brother, he's more like a cousin" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; punchline is: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Uncle Ray. He's not my real uncle but he doesn't owe me money, so he's a keeper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I love the accent - Brooklyn, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_kDrsIeNb5c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_kDrsIeNb5c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-153248105192433496?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/153248105192433496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=153248105192433496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/153248105192433496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/153248105192433496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-hear-me-now.html' title='&quot;Can you hear me now?&quot;®'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6140897870834632265</id><published>2009-01-21T19:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:12:39.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Rehab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"It's like I checked into rehab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And baby, you're my disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I gotta check into rehab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause baby you're my disease"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kovideo.net/lyrics/r/Rihanna/Rehab.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Rehab"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Rihanna] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Junkie&lt;/span&gt;". "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Obsession&lt;/span&gt;". "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Addicted&lt;/span&gt;". "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'End-of-the-weekend-itis'&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these terms are familiar now that I'm hooked on House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I mean... how could I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;they&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;they&gt;"They tried to make me go to rehab but i said 'no, no, no'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.lyricstop.com/r/rehab-amywinehouse.html"&gt;"Rehab"&lt;/a&gt;, Amy Winehouse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6140897870834632265?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6140897870834632265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6140897870834632265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6140897870834632265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6140897870834632265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/rehab.html' title='Rehab'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4846087805477880054</id><published>2009-01-19T15:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:43:48.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I always thought I wanted an apartment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tVHIOf6-0Eg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tVHIOf6-0Eg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Turns out what I &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; want is a House... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oh, c'mon... that was both witty AND cute)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4846087805477880054?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4846087805477880054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4846087805477880054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4846087805477880054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4846087805477880054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7621678289035041882</id><published>2009-01-17T23:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:20:57.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Maybe that's what hell is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the entire rest of eternity spent in fuckin' Bruges."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay artistas (cantantes, actores) cuya vida tan desordenada o caotica te hacen olvidar/dudar que son buenos en su arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de ver la pelicula &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780536/"&gt;"In Bruges"&lt;/a&gt;, y recorde (o me di cuenta?) que, a pesar de todos los escandalos en que sale envuelto, Colin Farrell es un excelente actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente los miembros de The Hollywood Foreign Press Association no cometieron un error al darle el Golden Globe al Mejor Actor en una Comedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su actuacion fue perfecta, &lt;em&gt;tailor-made&lt;/em&gt;: no se vio falsa, pero tampoco exagerada; fue gracioso, inocente y adorable en los momentos adecuados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pelicula es... interesante. Trata de dos asesinos a sueldos que son enviados por su jefe a una pequeña ciudad de Belgica para que mantengan un perfil bajo debido a un trabajo con daños colaterales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al principio parece un documental sobre la ciudad, pero despues va cogiendo "ritmo". A mi me gusto mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que esten teniendo un buen fin de semana. Aqui es feriado el lunes y alla el miercoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ficha Tecnica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In Bruges"&lt;/strong&gt; (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Genero: Comedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Director: Martin McDonagh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Protagonistas: Colin Farrell, Brendan Gleeson, Ralph Fiennes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anny Rating: 8/10 ~ &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Why would anybody have to go to Belgium?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7621678289035041882?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7621678289035041882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7621678289035041882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7621678289035041882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7621678289035041882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe-thats-what-hell-is-entire-rest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7078766845733772663</id><published>2009-01-16T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:22:16.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy cumple años mi amadisimo Octavio y esta es mi manera de estar un chin mas cerca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you, baby!  =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7078766845733772663?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7078766845733772663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7078766845733772663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7078766845733772663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7078766845733772663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-baby-hoy-cumple-aos-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1645884848843297627</id><published>2009-01-13T23:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:01:13.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Anny Franchesca Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fui a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0497465/"&gt;"Vicky Cristina Barcelona"&lt;/a&gt; en el cine de la uni y me rei muchisimo. Todavia creo que &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0887883/"&gt;"Burn After Reading"&lt;/a&gt; se merecia el Golden Globe por mejor comedia, pero OK, &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pelicula me recordo mi breve pero fabulosa visita a Barcelona: La Pedrera, la Sagrada Familia, el Parque Güell, Gaudi, Miro, Picasso... Tengo que volver, tengo que volver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways&lt;/em&gt;... siguiendo con la pelicula, Scarlet Johansson y Rebeca Hall estuvieron muy bien, pero definitivamente la pelicula fue de Penelope y Javier - exquisitos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No estoy en contar pelicula, asi que solo dire que se la recomiendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin llegar a los extremos que llego Cristina (el personaje de Scarlet Johansson), me identifico un poco con ella: Quizas no se exactamente lo que quiero, pero se exactamente lo que &lt;em&gt;no &lt;/em&gt;quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yo no quiero un amor civilizado,&lt;br /&gt;con recibos y escena del sofá;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero que viajes al pasado&lt;br /&gt;y vuelvas del mercado&lt;br /&gt;con ganas de llorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero vecinas con pucheros;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero sembrar ni compartir;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero catorce de febrero&lt;br /&gt;ni cumpleaños feliz. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;/em&gt;... esto si... jeje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero cargar con tus maletas;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero que elijas mi champú;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero mudarme de planeta,&lt;br /&gt;cortarme la coleta,&lt;br /&gt;brindar a tu salud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero domingos por la tarde;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero columpio en el jardin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde,&lt;br /&gt;es que mueras por mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y morirme contigo si te matas&lt;br /&gt;y matarme contigo si te mueres&lt;br /&gt;porque el amor cuando no muere mata&lt;br /&gt;porque amores que matan nunca mueren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero juntar para mañana,&lt;br /&gt;no me pidas llegar a fin de mes;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero comerme una manzana&lt;br /&gt;dos veces por semana&lt;br /&gt;sin ganas de comer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero calor de invernadero;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero besar tu cicatriz;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero París con aguacero&lt;br /&gt;ni Venecia sin tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me esperes a las doce en el juzgado;&lt;br /&gt;no me digas "volvamos a empezar";&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero ni libre ni ocupado,&lt;br /&gt;ni carne ni pecado,&lt;br /&gt;ni orgullo ni piedad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste;&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes,&lt;br /&gt;es que mueras por mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y morirme contigo si te matas&lt;br /&gt;y matarme contigo si te mueres&lt;br /&gt;porque el amor cuando no muere mata&lt;br /&gt;porque amores que matan nunca mueren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;["Contigo", Joaquin Sabina]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1645884848843297627?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1645884848843297627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1645884848843297627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1645884848843297627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1645884848843297627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/anny-franchesca-barcelona.html' title='Anny Franchesca Barcelona'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2681368110650035982</id><published>2009-01-11T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:03:02.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Golden Globes 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Motion Picture - Drama&lt;br /&gt;Winner: &lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/underdog-millionaire.html"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt; (2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2681368110650035982?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2681368110650035982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2681368110650035982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2681368110650035982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2681368110650035982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title='YAY!!!  =)'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4723223914960417264</id><published>2009-01-11T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:00:40.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>New word</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vie-hottie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(n. m.)&lt;/em&gt;: Persona del sexo masculino y de edad avanzada [o por lo menos 20 años mayor que quien usa la palabra] que es sumamente atractivo. Ejemplos: Hugh Laurie, Clint Eastwood, George Clooney, entre otros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4723223914960417264?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4723223914960417264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4723223914960417264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4723223914960417264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4723223914960417264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-word.html' title='New word'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5423093804808641055</id><published>2009-01-10T15:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:11:22.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Habibi (n.)</title><content type='html'>Anoche vi otra de las contendientes al Golden Globe como mejor drama, la pelicula &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0857191/"&gt;The Visitor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trata de un hombre de cierta edad que vive una existencia tranquila en Connecticut. Carece de ritmo alguno, pero se empeña en aprender a tocar el piano. Una conferencia lo lleva a NY por unos dias y ahi conoce a una pareja de inmigrantes que estan viviendo en su apartamento. Walter, el protagonista, deja que se queden hasta que encuentren donde vivir, y asi su vida se entrelaza con la de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una historia bellisima, con personajes conmovedores y que se sienten muy reales. Hay un pseudorromance Octubre-Octubre que es encantador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por os-tro lado, mañana son los Golden Globes&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;®&lt;/span&gt;, antesala de los Oscars&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;®&lt;/span&gt;. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ficha Tecnica: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Visitor"&lt;/strong&gt; (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Genero: Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Director: Thomas McCarthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Protagonistas: Richard Jenkins, Haaz Sleiman, Danai Gurira y Hiam Abbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anny Rating: 9/10 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5423093804808641055?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5423093804808641055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5423093804808641055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5423093804808641055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5423093804808641055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/habibi-n.html' title='Habibi (n.)'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2263931724099561694</id><published>2009-01-08T20:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:58:31.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>You gotta give them hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy finalmente pude ver la pelicula &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1013753/"&gt;"Milk"&lt;/a&gt;, con Sean Penn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trata de la vida publica-politica de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvey_Milk"&gt;Harvey Milk&lt;/a&gt;, el primer homosexual elegido a un puesto publico en USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pelicula es excelente, las actuaciones de Sean Penn y James Franco son conmovedoras y la direccion fue impresionante. Hay una escena muy chula en la que hay un pito (silbato) en el suelo y en el se refleja lo que la pelicula muestra en ese momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo que me gusto fue el respeto por la politica y los derechos humanos que Harvey Milk siempre tuvo; es una combinacion de "Esto es un asunto serio para mi" y "I'm laid back and don't take myself too seriously". El cuido su imagen para que no fuera denigrante para los homosexuales, pero no olvido que las moscas se atraen mas facilmente con miel (y humor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... les recomiendo que la vean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bullet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;enter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bullet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;destroy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;closet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;door."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Harvey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bernard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2263931724099561694?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2263931724099561694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2263931724099561694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2263931724099561694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2263931724099561694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-gotta-give-them-hope.html' title='You gotta give them hope'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8729972449031374540</id><published>2009-01-08T18:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:04:38.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Curiosity is everywhere</title><content type='html'>No tenia ningun comercial "nuevo", asi que pongo el del celular G1 de T-Mobile. El anuncio es chulito, lo unico es que es medio viejo ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mes que viene me regalare de San Valentin un celular compatible con internet y todavia no se si me compre una Blackberry Curve (roja, duh) o este. Este celular me lo encuentro medio feo, pero vi un virtual tour y es muuuuuuuuuuuy cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que creen: &lt;a href="http://www.t-mobileg1.com/default.aspx?WT.mc_t=OnsiteLP&amp;amp;WT.mc_n=G1_LearnMore_CTA"&gt;este&lt;/a&gt; o la &lt;a href="http://na.blackberry.com/eng/devices/blackberrycurve8300/?navId=H0,C221"&gt;Blackberry&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbAhrtjo2po&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbAhrtjo2po&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8729972449031374540?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8729972449031374540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8729972449031374540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8729972449031374540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8729972449031374540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/curiosity-is-everywhere.html' title='Curiosity is everywhere'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4305911182600154453</id><published>2009-01-05T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:38:36.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day</title><content type='html'>... del peor tipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui a un salon, pague 50 dolares y parezco un aterico!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:~(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aterico" = Asterisco = *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4305911182600154453?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4305911182600154453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4305911182600154453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4305911182600154453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4305911182600154453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2072536235936434504</id><published>2009-01-04T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:43:48.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>"You have a parasite"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Gregory House:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[clinic patient is unaware she is pregnant; House tells her she has a parasite]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't worry. Many women learn to embrace this parasite. They name it, dress it up in tiny clothes, arrange playdates with other parasites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jill:&lt;/strong&gt; Playdates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Gregory House:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[shows her the ultrasound]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It has your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;(From "House M.D.", episode "Maternity")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROFL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastima que en IMDB no tenian el dialogo completo. Hehehe... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2072536235936434504?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2072536235936434504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2072536235936434504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2072536235936434504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2072536235936434504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-have-parasite.html' title='&quot;You have a parasite&quot;'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4639598477493054228</id><published>2009-01-03T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:33:59.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I think I'd miss you even if we never met." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anoche (tecnicamente esta madrugada, porque eran como las 2am) vi la pelicula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0372532/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"The Wedding Date"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; y oi esta frase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sweet, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4639598477493054228?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4639598477493054228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4639598477493054228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4639598477493054228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4639598477493054228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-id-miss-you-even-if-we-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3814771040119990291</id><published>2009-01-02T20:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:53:30.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Underdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>Hoy fui al cine a ver la pelicula &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1010048/"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;, nominada a un Golden Globe como mejor drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo veo muchas (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;muuuuchas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) peliculas al año, pero puedo decir sin temor a equivocarme que esta es una de las mejores y mas bellas peliculas que he visto en. mi. vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hasta el trailer me saca lagrimas.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pelicula trata de un jovencito "de la calle" que participa en la version hindu del programa "Who wants to be a millionaire?" y que sorprende a todos porque da las respuestas correctas. Por esto, la policia lo busca y lo acusa de hacer trampa. El le explica al detective cómo ha aprendido esas respuestas en diversos eventos de su vida. El protagonista, "Jamal", es un &lt;em&gt;underdog&lt;/em&gt; sin suerte que ha tenido una vida muy dura, pero no ha perdido la esperanza. No les voy a contar la pelicula entera, pero tambien hay un romance en la historia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los primeros minutos de la pelicula, uno se encuentra envuelto en la vida de Jamal, &lt;em&gt;rooting for him&lt;/em&gt; y esperando que la vida lo trate mejor. Su humanidad, su inocencia, su sencillez y su corazon mas grande que Mumbai, hacen de el un personaje inolvidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev Patel interpreta a Jamal y se echa la pelicula entera en un bolsillo. Simplemente increible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El otro dia escribi una &lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/lately-ive-been-thinking-about-what-my.html"&gt;entrada&lt;/a&gt; en la que (me) preguntaba si me habia vuelto "amargada". Ultimamente me pasaba que cada vez que me enteraba que alguien se caso o se metio en amores, siempre pensaba lo peor: que habia un motivo ulterior a dichos eventos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque mi dulce hija &lt;a href="http://emykisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria Estilia&lt;/a&gt; me asegura que no me he vuelto &lt;em&gt;bitter&lt;/em&gt;, me di cuenta que si, que me estaba volviendo cinica y amarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerando lo anteriormente expuesto, me alegra haber ido a ver esta pelicula, esta obra maestra del septimo arte. Yo sali del cine con una sonrisa estampada en la cara que me duro hasta que llegue a la casa. Esto va a sonar cursi (preparense), pero esta pelicula, no solo detuvo mi viaje a Cynical-land, sino que restauro algo del daño hecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especificamente, me recordo que el amor sigue siendo la fuerza mas poderosa del universo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ficha Tecnica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Slumdog Millionaire"&lt;/strong&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;Genero: Drama&lt;br /&gt;Director: Danny Boyle&lt;br /&gt;Protagonistas: Dev Patel, Freida Pinto y Madhur Mittal&lt;br /&gt;Anny Rating: 10/10 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAAAAAAAAA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3814771040119990291?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3814771040119990291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3814771040119990291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3814771040119990291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3814771040119990291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/underdog-millionaire.html' title='Underdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1308728563052907929</id><published>2009-01-02T00:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:47:36.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Involvement matters</title><content type='html'>Decidi coger vacaciones de "Jueves de Publicidad" por el dia de ayer, primero de Enero. Sin embargo, no pude resistir venir y encender la computadora, y buscar en youtube el comercial mas encantador que he visto en las ultimas semanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9A2Ap3DyvLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9A2Ap3DyvLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love-love-&lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1308728563052907929?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1308728563052907929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1308728563052907929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1308728563052907929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1308728563052907929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2009/01/involvement-matters.html' title='Involvement matters'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-549166762812275346</id><published>2009-01-01T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:50:54.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>2009: A clean slate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los ultimos dias, estuve buscando una cancion para poner en esta entrada [que habia pensado desde hace varias semanas] y la unica que me venia a la mente era "My way" de Frank Sinatra. Ni idea de por que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En realidad estaba buscando una cancion con la tematica (&lt;em&gt;tragic, I know&lt;/em&gt;) de "Adios, amores y dolores pasados", pero no se me ocurrio ninguna... mientras la de Sinatra seguia resonando en mi cabeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, a pocos minutos de escribir la entrada, &lt;em&gt;I gave up and gave in&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And now, the end is near&lt;br /&gt;And so I face the final curtain.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, I'll say it clear,&lt;br /&gt;I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived a life that's full&lt;br /&gt;I've traveled each and every highway&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, I've had a few,&lt;br /&gt;But then again, too few to mention.&lt;br /&gt;I did what I had to do&lt;br /&gt;And saw it through without exemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned each charted course,&lt;br /&gt;Each careful step along the byway,&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew&lt;br /&gt;When I bit off more than I could chew.&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt,&lt;br /&gt;I ate it up and spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;I faced it all and I stood tall,&lt;br /&gt;And did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my fill, my share of losing.&lt;br /&gt;And now, as tears subside,&lt;br /&gt;I find it all so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I did all that&lt;br /&gt;And may I say - not in a shy way,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no, oh no, not me,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what is a man, what has he got?&lt;br /&gt;If not himself, then he has naught.&lt;br /&gt;To say the things he truly feels;&lt;br /&gt;And not the words of one who kneels.&lt;br /&gt;The record shows I took the blows -&lt;br /&gt;And did it my way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, just like the song describes, I loved, I laughed, I cried... I took a chance, said what I really felt and took a blow... but what the heck, I did it my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I come to think about it, this is the perfect song para terminar un año e iniciar otro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-549166762812275346?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/549166762812275346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=549166762812275346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/549166762812275346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/549166762812275346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-clean-slate.html' title='2009: A clean slate'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1692940057765251062</id><published>2008-12-31T14:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:45:55.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>A year in review: 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy termina el año 2008 y en cuestion de horas, inicia el 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 2008 fue para mi un año genial. &lt;em&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/em&gt;... hubo un par eventos no tan buenos, no tengo una cuenta de ahorros de cinco cifras, no tuve novio (ni nada parecido, &lt;em&gt;for that matter&lt;/em&gt;), pero fue genial &lt;em&gt;nonetheless&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Enero me fui de vacaciones a NYC y Montreal, Canada - no sin antes "lanzarme al vacio"; en cuanto a eso, no "aterrice" donde queria, pero na... me sacudi el polvo y segui caminando. Ademas, siempre he sido creyente en el "Es mejor saber".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Febrero pase por un momento muy desagradable, pero una vez mas, mi Abba estuvo conmigo - como siempre ha estado, esta y estara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el primer trimestre del año mi mejor amiga quedo embarazada, al igual que la esposa de mi querido amigo Isom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los meses de Enero a Mayo en general fueron de expectativa por saber si obtendria o no la beca Fulbright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;em&gt;fast-forward to May 15th&lt;/em&gt;, cuando me entere de que si!!! =) Obtuve la beca, fui aceptada en todas las universidades a las que aplicamos y al final, me decidi por Florida State University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Yo tengo una memoria fatal, asi que si se me esta olvidando algo que merece estar aqui, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;por favor haganmelo saber.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi cumpleaños No. 27 cayo martes este año y lo celebre "en privado", con alrededor de 40 de mis amigos mas cercanos... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los meses de Junio y Julio fueron de preparacion para la partida, tanto mental como "&lt;em&gt;life-related&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 8 de Agosto tuve mi despedida "oficial", tras varias despedidas personales y horas y horas pasadas con Arlene. Entre el 8 y el 20 de Agosto, derrame mas lagrimas que en todos los meses anteriores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 10 de Agosto viaje a Nebraska para una actividad de Fulbright y el 14, llegue a mi nuevo hogar: Tallahassee, FL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El semestre fue dificil (Daniel me advirtio que lo seria), pero llego a buen termino. Tengo fe en que me ira mejor en los proximos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque extraño a mis amigos de RD, tengo unos cuantos nuevos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He experimentado vivir sola y tooooooooooooodo lo que conlleva - pagar cuentas, limpiar, lavar, cocinar, hacer compras, buscar los mejores precios... UFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He desarrollado una relacion distinta con el Señor... algo como que somos &lt;em&gt;partners&lt;/em&gt; en el dia a dia... no se como explicarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a todos los que son parte de mi vida y fueron parte de mi año; fue genial porque ustedes, protagonistas y actores invitados, son geniales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana empieza un nuevo año... y para mi, es una buena señal que empiece un jueves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bring it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Happy New Year, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendiciones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1692940057765251062?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1692940057765251062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1692940057765251062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1692940057765251062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1692940057765251062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-in-review-2008_31.html' title='A year in review: 2008'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7473873338417336856</id><published>2008-12-30T00:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:11:03.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>A platonic May-June romance (May 1981 - June 1959, that is)</title><content type='html'>I have developed a gargantuan crush on Hugh Laurie a.k.a. House en &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412142/"&gt;House, M.D.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a cynical SOB but he's funny, sarcastic and irreverent, and oh, those eyes. And he's even more adorable "in real life", because (a) he's very funny, (b) he has a British accent to die for, and (c) oh, those eyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SVnA0-I-IhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/x7orcnTy1WE/s1600-h/104831__laurie_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285467653962342930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SVnA0-I-IhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/x7orcnTy1WE/s400/104831__laurie_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;[Hugh Laurie photograph by Justin Stephens]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscando una foto para poner aqui (por si alguien osa no saber quien es), encontre un articulo en &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,1073018,00.html"&gt;Entertainment Weekly&lt;/a&gt; con este parrafo: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"MUSTWORTHINESS ~ As the acerbic, permanently disgruntled, and emotionally/physically damaged Dr. Gregory House on the Fox medical drama House, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the British actor is the thinking woman's sex symbol. Even the limp is hot.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny... and true... ; ) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El asunto con House es que la serie no me enloquece, pero el personaje me encanta. Eso de darle treinta tratamientos a una persona en lo que se averigua el expediente, como que no me cuadra; sin embargo, I love watching House making people go out of their minds. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nunca la han visto, denle una checadita un dia de estos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7473873338417336856?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7473873338417336856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7473873338417336856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7473873338417336856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7473873338417336856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/platonic-may-june-romance-may-1981-june.html' title='A platonic May-June romance (May 1981 - June 1959, that is)'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SVnA0-I-IhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/x7orcnTy1WE/s72-c/104831__laurie_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3953232629255057669</id><published>2008-12-29T23:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:18:42.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Free Time = Movie Time</title><content type='html'>Ante todo, me llena de gran satisfaccion, mis queridos blogolectores, anunciarles que he encontrado la meca, mi version de Cinema Centro: &lt;strong&gt;AMC 20 Tallahassee&lt;/strong&gt; antes de las 4pm. Solo US$4.75!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways&lt;/em&gt;... El sabado fui a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0421715/"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;, de Brad Pitt y Cate Blanchett. Trata de una persona cuya vida se desarrolla al reves: nacio viejo y se va poniendo mas joven. La pelicula dura casi 3 horas (no beban liquidos al menos 2 horas antes de empezar a verla), pero no hay siquiera una escena de sobra. Brad Pitt es fabuloso (he got a Golden Globe nom) y Cate Blanchett es fantastica. En un momento me recordo a su inolvidable Katharine Hepburn de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338751/"&gt;The Aviator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besides telling the unbelievable story of and incredible person, it's a love story.&lt;/em&gt; Cuenta de un amor tan puro que se sacrifica hasta el dolor por la felicidad del ser amado. A mi me encanto; tire mis lagrimitas al final, incluso. Les recomiendo que la vean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy lunes fui a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0960731/"&gt;Bedtime Stories&lt;/a&gt;, de Adam Sandler; o mejor dicho, de Disney con Adam Sandler. Trata de un tio que les cuenta historias a sus sobrinos a la hora de dormir y las partes que los niños cuentan, se vuelven realidad. La pelicula es muy tierna y &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt;. Si tienen sobrinos o niños que quieran llevar al cine, esta seria una buena opcion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya acabe de ver Sex and the City (la serie completa; &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;) y tengo en mi &lt;em&gt;queue&lt;/em&gt; de Netflix algunas de las peliculas nominadas a los Golden Globes. Tengo que aprovechar mi ultima semana de vacaciones, ya que mis clases empiezan el martes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El año se esta  acabando, people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Did I ever tell you that I've been struck by lightning seven times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3953232629255057669?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3953232629255057669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3953232629255057669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3953232629255057669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3953232629255057669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-time-movie-time.html' title='Free Time = Movie Time'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7965342121509053616</id><published>2008-12-26T04:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T04:46:18.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F****** insomnia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7965342121509053616?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7965342121509053616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7965342121509053616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7965342121509053616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7965342121509053616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/f-insomnia-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8602122100596160694</id><published>2008-12-25T19:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:10:29.668-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para seguir con el espiritu navideño, el anuncio de hoy es de la tienda Target, y es una obra de niños o algo asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dx3-bLFLzYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dx3-bLFLzYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8602122100596160694?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8602122100596160694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8602122100596160694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8602122100596160694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8602122100596160694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-seguir-con-el-espiritu-navideo-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7850497693446282066</id><published>2008-12-25T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:02:17.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Navidad viene de natividad, refiriendose al nacimiento de Jesus. Un dia como hoy hace miles de años, se nos fue dado el regalo mas hermoso del mundo - el amor hecho persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesucristo vino a mostrarnos cuan grande es el amor del Padre, a enseñarnos el camino al reino, a hacernos saber que El es el amigo fiel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que Jesus nazca en cada uno de sus corazones y que le den la oportunidad de tocar sus vidas con amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bendiciones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7850497693446282066?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7850497693446282066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7850497693446282066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7850497693446282066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7850497693446282066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/navidad.html' title='Navidad'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8924746610944741499</id><published>2008-12-23T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:49:20.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>Seven Pounds</title><content type='html'>Hoy fui a ver la pelicula &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0814314/"&gt;"Seven pounds"&lt;/a&gt;, de Will Smith. Unos han dicho que es genial, otros, que es basura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En otro tenor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;err&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hristma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, people&lt;/strong&gt;! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8924746610944741499?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8924746610944741499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8924746610944741499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8924746610944741499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8924746610944741499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/seven-pounds.html' title='Seven Pounds'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-225121101883404815</id><published>2008-12-22T10:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:16:32.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><title type='text'>Linger (v.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To pass (as a period of time) slowly. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Merriam-Webster dictionary]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Acabo de terminar de ver la pelicula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0389860/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Click"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; y, como todas las peliculas de Adam Sandler que he visto, &lt;em&gt;I absolutely loved it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yo llore como cuatro veces viendola. Es sobre un arquitecto que pone el trabajo antes que la familia y, con la ayuda de un control remoto magico, la vida se le escapa de los dedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;La pelicula es bellisima, y super graciosa a la vez - &lt;em&gt;classic&lt;/em&gt; Adam Sandler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;La cancion del personaje de Adam Sandler y su esposa es "Linger", de The Cranberries, y en cierto modo creo que es una metafora sobre la vida. La respuesta a la pregunta que hace la cancion es: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Yes, you have to let it linger."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"It" &lt;em&gt;being life, love, family... everything that matters!&lt;/em&gt; No podemos simplemente "pasar" el tiempo, debemos hacer con el algo que valga la pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hay otra metafora interesante (y mas descubierta) en la pelicula. Christopher Walken le pregunta a Adam Sandler si recuerda al duende del cereal "Lucky Charms", y le dice que este duende pasa su vida &lt;em&gt;"... chasing the pot of gold, but when he gets there, at the end of the day, it's just corn flakes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You gotta decide what's really important to you so that at the end, you don't end up with a pot of corn flakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy Holidays, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-225121101883404815?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/225121101883404815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=225121101883404815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/225121101883404815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/225121101883404815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/linger-v.html' title='Linger (v.)'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2318523885618212354</id><published>2008-12-19T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:58:16.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>Ya se acerca la Navidad...</title><content type='html'>He aqui mi arbolito.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUw03V8DkiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Bj21SldbWj8/s1600-h/IMG_5370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281654588385235490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUw03V8DkiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Bj21SldbWj8/s400/IMG_5370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2318523885618212354?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2318523885618212354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2318523885618212354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2318523885618212354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2318523885618212354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/ya-se-acerca-la-navidad.html' title='Ya se acerca la Navidad...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUw03V8DkiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Bj21SldbWj8/s72-c/IMG_5370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4323065694607723376</id><published>2008-12-18T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:45:20.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Not even once</title><content type='html'>Grey's es repetido hoy, asi que posteo temprano. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo de hoy, ademas de presentar un comercial awesome, es un servicio publico. No lo vi por television, sino que "llego a mi" por un link a youtube, creo... no recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, se trata de la campaña iniciada en Montana, USA, para advertir sobre los efectos de las metanfetaminas ("meth"). La campaña se llama &lt;a href="http://www.notevenonce.com/index.php"&gt;"Not even once®"&lt;/a&gt;, con el fin de traer a la atencion el gran poder adictivo del meth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La primera vez que vi algo acerca de los efectos de las metanfetaminas fue en la pelicula &lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2007/09/princesas.html"&gt;"Princesas"&lt;/a&gt;, en la cual hay una prostituta que las usa y tiene el cuerpo y la boca deshechos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta campaña NO es timida, ni sutil; it almost makes you sick... por eso me encanta. No se puede andar con rodeos cuando se trata de algo tan peligroso. [Este es el menos creepy. Pueden ver el resto en el &lt;a href="http://www.notevenonce.com/View_Ads/index.php"&gt;link de anuncios&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUsKBh9caxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rAmCeYDglo0/s1600-h/Friends_type.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281326009434270482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUsKBh9caxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rAmCeYDglo0/s320/Friends_type.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a Dios yo no soy de la gente que hace cosas dañinas "aunque sea una vez", o "para probar". Nunca me ha interesado probar ninguna droga para ver que tal ni nada por el estilo. En este mundo tan light, en el que todo es "cool", yo eso lo considero un regalo de Dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este video tiene varios de los comerciales que estan en la pagina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ln8WtawGpQ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ln8WtawGpQ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... ya saben, kids: not even once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4323065694607723376?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4323065694607723376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4323065694607723376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4323065694607723376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4323065694607723376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-even-once.html' title='Not even once'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SUsKBh9caxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rAmCeYDglo0/s72-c/Friends_type.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4807909864962172463</id><published>2008-12-14T19:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:47:17.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alguna vez les ha pasado que pasan muuuuuuuuuucho tiempo viendo DVD's y entonces cuando ven television normal quieren pausar o devolver lo que ven? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me volvio a pasar ahorita...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4807909864962172463?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4807909864962172463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4807909864962172463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4807909864962172463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4807909864962172463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/alguna-vez-les-ha-pasado-que-pasan.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1330210930732941722</id><published>2008-12-11T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:03:51.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>"Believe in me, as I believe in you..."</title><content type='html'>A mi me encanta la publicidad de American Express. Si pusiera todos los anuncios de AmEx que me gustan, los pondria todos. Este lo vi el lunes y me fascino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly agree with Dave Matthews: "To have people that believe in you makes all the difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my mom, my dad, Isom, Yamer, my daughters, Orlando, and basically all my amazing friends... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2IiaSRFBGzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2IiaSRFBGzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1330210930732941722?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1330210930732941722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1330210930732941722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1330210930732941722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1330210930732941722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/believe-in-me-as-i-believe-in-you.html' title='&quot;Believe in me, as I believe in you...&quot;'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5852813156155438812</id><published>2008-12-09T00:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:56:10.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Has life sucked out the life out of me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lately, I've been thinking about what my "bachelorette" apartment will be like when I grow up* [nada remotamente parecido al show, don't worry].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who's kinda sorta considering getting back together with her [deleted] ex-boyfriend and I keep telling her not to, because I don't think he has really changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about all the cool stuff I'll be able to do since I don't think I'll have any children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While getting some more Coke out of the fridge, I couldn't help but wonder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have I become bitter? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get back to that when I'm final-free, worry-free and just plain free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am FAR from considering myself an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5852813156155438812?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5852813156155438812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5852813156155438812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/lately-ive-been-thinking-about-what-my.html' title='Has life sucked out the life out of me?'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8286967658061422650</id><published>2008-12-08T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:03:32.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Creativity blossoms when you're carefree...</title><content type='html'>... and your hair is dandruff-free... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am endorsing a product I use... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encantan estos anuncios nuevos de Head and Shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzTXxZ3sNUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzTXxZ3sNUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yeah, yeah.. hoy no es jueves... lo que pasa es que el jueves de Thanksgiving no publique asi que decidi ponerlo hoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8286967658061422650?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8286967658061422650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8286967658061422650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8286967658061422650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8286967658061422650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/creativity-blossoms-when-youre-carefree.html' title='Creativity blossoms when you&apos;re carefree...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5419341948677651237</id><published>2008-12-04T20:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T04:13:20.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>... is THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0zgr7j8OI-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0zgr7j8OI-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo vi un anuncio de la HP Touchsmart y fue amor a primera vista. I love everything "touchable" - hence my love for the new &lt;a href="http://na.blackberry.com/eng/devices/blackberrystorm/"&gt;Blackberry Storm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? It's a TonyStark experience... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJ9a_dFqGzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJ9a_dFqGzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will (hopefully) be my next desktop. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I won't be financially ready to have children? My parents have grandchildren already, so there's no fuss... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5419341948677651237?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5419341948677651237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5419341948677651237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5419341948677651237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5419341948677651237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6438708792213113166</id><published>2008-12-01T18:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:09:12.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy es el Dia Mundial del SIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274976959462336066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/STR7mLsfZkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JamOHePEkKs/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://events.yahoo.com/worldaidsday/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://events.yahoo.com/worldaidsday/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cada 12 segundos alguien contrae el VIH. Cada 16 segundos alguien muere de SIDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segun un informe del 2007 realizado por las Naciones Unidas, en Republica Dominicana, entre el 1 y el 1.5 por ciento de la poblacion padece de VIH; en Haiti, el porcentaje va del 1.5 al 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la pagina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unfpa.org/aids_clock/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.unfpa.org/aids_clock/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; hay un mapa en el que podemos ver cuantas personas infectadas hay, y hay una funcion que "acomoda" el mapa segun donde se encuentren la mayor cantidad de infectados. Africa se vuelve enorme. En Sudafrica solamente hay &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5.7 millones de infectados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;En Lesotho (Sudafrica) el &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23.1%, o sea casi un cuarto, de su poblacion &lt;/span&gt;esta infectada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ayudar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.pedaids.org/Home.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Elizabeth Glaser Pediatric AIDS Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.networkforgood.org/topics/health/hivaids/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Network for Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://one.org/aids_poverty/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ONE Campaign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6438708792213113166?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6438708792213113166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6438708792213113166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6438708792213113166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6438708792213113166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-es-el-dia-mundial-del-sida.html' title='Hoy es el Dia Mundial del SIDA'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/STR7mLsfZkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JamOHePEkKs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3776038302921508204</id><published>2008-11-25T11:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:11:58.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Hola, blogoamiguitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizas no vuelva a escribir hasta el domingo porque me voy a pasar las festividades de Accion de Gracias en Alabama; mi amiga Joanna me invito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero tomar muchas fotos y subir una que otra aqui... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendiciones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272638118841410514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSwsbva549I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5_LDrpZ--xA/s320/IMG_5074k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSwr_OFPZiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3gz7vrJpOJ8/s1600-h/IMG_5074k.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3776038302921508204?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3776038302921508204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3776038302921508204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3776038302921508204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3776038302921508204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSwsbva549I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5_LDrpZ--xA/s72-c/IMG_5074k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4697106320901091372</id><published>2008-11-21T18:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:20:44.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Three things last forever. Love is one of them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These are the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSgGrYDMoYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/00MEHHByEa0/s1600-h/pZALE1-5444678t400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSgGrYDMoYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/00MEHHByEa0/s320/pZALE1-5444678t400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271470706097168770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Foto tomada de &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/"&gt;Zales&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4697106320901091372?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4697106320901091372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4697106320901091372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4697106320901091372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4697106320901091372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-things-last-forever-love-is-one.html' title='Three things last forever. Love is one of them.'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SSgGrYDMoYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/00MEHHByEa0/s72-c/pZALE1-5444678t400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7562720883706221602</id><published>2008-11-20T16:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:46:14.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Rosie O'Donnell a has-been?</title><content type='html'>Parece que no han subido los comerciales que mas recientemente han llamado mi atencion, pero me acorde de este and I gave it a shot y ya lo habian subido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dio risa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fnLXMYQCmtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fnLXMYQCmtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7562720883706221602?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7562720883706221602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2535790085353574301</id><published>2008-11-18T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:26:00.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Son las 11:22pm en Tallahassee, FL, y la temperatura esta a -1 grado Celsius (30 grados Farenheit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2535790085353574301?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2535790085353574301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2535790085353574301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2535790085353574301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2535790085353574301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/son-las-1122pm-en-tallahassee-fl-y-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3182492398334953020</id><published>2008-11-16T15:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:02:15.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hace un par de semanas, escribi una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/film-history-gold.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;entrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; en la que mencionaba la pelicula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0128853/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"You've got mail"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, con Meg Ryan y Tom Hanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahorita mientras almorzaba la estaban dando y, &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt;, no me pude resistir a verla de nuevo. Los ultimos 8 minutos de esa pelicula son increibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pelicula trata de que Meg Ryan y Tom Hanks se corresponden por email, sin saber que el personaje de Tom Hanks (Joe Fox) llevo a la bancarrota al personaje de Meg Ryan (Kathleen), por lo que ella lo odia. El se da cuenta que su online love es ella una vez que quedan de juntarse y el la ve en el lugar con el libro y la rosa (cliche, &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;). Entonces, el no se presenta como su online guy sino que va como Joe Fox a molestarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, como el se da cuenta que ella es el amor de su vida (antes de verla el le dice a alguien: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Kevin, this is possibly the most adorable creature I've ever been in contact with, and if she turns out to be as good looking as a mailbox... I would be crazy enough to turn my life upside down and marry her."&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;/em&gt; el trata de caerle bien antes de que sus cyber alter-egos [Shopgirl y NY152] fijen otra fecha para reunirse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox le dice a Kathleen que se junten a almorzar un sabado al mediodia y luego "NY152" le manda un email pidiendole que se reunan ese sabado a las 4pm. [Esto es un breve resumen; el hizo todo un aparataje para que las cosas salieran bien.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues que Joe Fox y Kathleen almuerzan, ellos sostienen este dialogo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe Fox: Sometimes I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Kelly: What?&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: If I hadn't been FoxBooks and you hadn't been the Shop Around the Corner... and you and I had, just you know, met... Yeah. I would have asked for your phone number and I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling and asking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"How about coffee, drinks, dinner, a movie, &lt;strong&gt;for as long as we both shall live&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kathleen Kelly: Joe.&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: And you and I would have never been at war. And the only things we would've fought about would be what video to rent on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Kelly: Well, who fights about that?&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: Well, some people. Not us.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Kelly: We would never.&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: ...if only.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Kelly: I should go.&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: Well let me ask you something. How can you forgive this guy for standing you up and not forgive me for this tiny little thing of... putting you out of business.&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fox: Oh, how I wish you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pausa para buscar servilletas.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na... cuando se reunen, ella esta en shock de que sea el, pero tambien super feliz y le dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alquilenla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo de trivia es que la cancion del final de esta pelicula es tambien la cancion del final de mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Absolute Favorite Romantic Comedy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0343660/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"50 First Dates"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;: "Over the Rainbow", escrita por Harold Arlen y E.Y. Harburg. En "You've got mail" la canta Harry Nilsson y en "50 first dates", Israel Kamakawiwo'ole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otro dia hablaremos de "50 first dates". Primero, tengo muchisima tarea y segundo... no se si ya lo hemos hablado... jejeje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que hayan tenido un fin de semana maravilloso. Yo tuve uno fabuloso: fui a una conferencia de jovenes adultos catolicos en Gulf Breeze, FL. Luego les cuento de eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3182492398334953020?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3182492398334953020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3182492398334953020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3182492398334953020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3182492398334953020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/hace-un-par-de-semanas-escribi-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4628814706133287141</id><published>2008-11-13T09:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:19:24.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Thespians and Advertising</title><content type='html'>Hoy es jueves de publicidad, pero no encontre en youtube el anuncio que inicialmente queria poner. Es con Ashton Kutcher, del producto Nikon Coolpix S60. Lo que mas me gusta de este anuncio (ademas del anuncio en si y lo bello que es Mr. Moore) es la ropa que el tiene: camisa y pantalones negros y una chaqueta blanca. FA-BU-LO-SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entren a &lt;a href="http://ashtoncoolpix.com/"&gt;http://ashtoncoolpix.com/&lt;/a&gt;, denle al tab "See the campaign" y apareceran 3 anuncios; son todos graciosos, pero el que me gusta es el de "Hollywood party".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ante mi frustracion por no encontrar el anuncio de Ashton Kutcher, cai en Adrien Brody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Para los que no lo saben, mi cerebro hace conexiones de maneras misteriosas. El recorrido fue mas o menos asi: Que bello sale Ashton en ese anuncio - Esa ropa esta fabulosa - Adrien Brody en la campaña de Ermenegildo Zegna - Ooh! Adrien Brody is hot!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mi me fascina Adrien Brody. Es un super actor y es [digan lo que digan sus detractores] un hombre hermoso... con todo y su tabique desviado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos años el participo en una campaña de la marca de ropa Ermenegildo Zegna. Recuerdo que me encantaba pasar por la Torre Piantini para ver sus anuncios... de milagro no me chocaron! Jajajaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SRxC-H_SOeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k-RzgDMjWgs/s1600-h/adb016g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268159299180444130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SRxC-H_SOeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k-RzgDMjWgs/s320/adb016g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SRxC9_xbAdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vuYCRunThCQ/s1600-h/adb006g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268159296974815698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SRxC9_xbAdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vuYCRunThCQ/s320/adb006g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways... siguiendo con mi peculiar recorrido mental, decidi buscar anuncios protagonizados por algunos de mis actores favoritos. Here we go:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGxihkuQeVE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGxihkuQeVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kevin Bacon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDV7zrHNKXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDV7zrHNKXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Norton (voice-over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k91U6XjN_UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k91U6XjN_UY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the Ultimate Hollywood Commercial: la campaña para votar. It's like a freaking Red Carpet: Dustin Hoffman, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kevin Bacon, Kyra Sedgwick, Giovanni Ribisi, Eva Longoria, Forrest Whitaker, Ashton Kutcher, Demi Moore, Courteney Cox Arquette, Tobey Maguire, Benicio Del Toro, Laura Linney, Jamie Foxx, Natalie Portman, Anthony Kiedis, Halle Berry, Jennifer Aniston, Ellen Degeneres, Djimon Hounsou, entre otros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhDRVKDcXQo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhDRVKDcXQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4628814706133287141?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4628814706133287141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4628814706133287141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4628814706133287141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4628814706133287141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoy-es-jueves-de-publicidad-pero-no.html' title='Thespians and Advertising'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SRxC-H_SOeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k-RzgDMjWgs/s72-c/adb016g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5621112826248729908</id><published>2008-11-10T19:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:03:35.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>One-dos-trois-quattro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hay gente que se casa y despues es que se enamora. A mi me paso algo parecido. Fui a Gainesville teniendo solo una vaga idea de quienes eran Plain White T's, y fue despues de un viaje de dos horas y media que I fell in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved-loved-&lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; the song "1-2-3-4". Tom (el vocalista) asked the audience to record it and upload it to youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no pude, but someone else did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCNOK_CZEGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCNOK_CZEGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Posted by Npollard1 en youtube.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-2-3-4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Plain White T's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;Give me more loving than I’ve ever had&lt;br /&gt;Make it all better when I’m feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tell me I’m special even though I know I’m not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(awww...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;Barely getting mad&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You make it easy&lt;br /&gt;It's easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing&lt;br /&gt;Two Do&lt;br /&gt;Three words&lt;br /&gt;Four you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There’s only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Give me more loving from the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;Best that I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You make it easy&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing&lt;br /&gt;Two Do&lt;br /&gt;Three words&lt;br /&gt;Four you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There’s only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You make it easy&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy as 1 2 1 2 3 4&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing&lt;br /&gt;Two Do&lt;br /&gt;Three words&lt;br /&gt;Four you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There’s only one way two say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Isn't it absolutely beautiful???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5621112826248729908?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5621112826248729908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5621112826248729908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5621112826248729908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5621112826248729908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-dos-trois-quattro.html' title='One-dos-trois-quattro'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-88684395342949159</id><published>2008-11-06T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:57:14.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>*That* is the question</title><content type='html'>Como hoy es mi Medio Cumpleaños (27.5 son, para los que llevan anotaciones), decidi poner un comercial cuyo producto seria un buen regalo... jejejeje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p639LPzZ8aI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p639LPzZ8aI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... does it?  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-88684395342949159?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/88684395342949159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=88684395342949159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/88684395342949159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/88684395342949159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/como-hoy-es-mi-medio-cumpleaos-27.html' title='*That* is the question'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6636225992174330242</id><published>2008-11-03T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:23:31.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>Trivia</title><content type='html'>Cuando yo naci, ese majestuoso miercoles 6 de Mayo de 1981, la cancion "Morning Train (Nine To Five)" de Sheena Easton era la No. 1 segun Billboard. Despues de dos semanas en el primer lugar, fue destronada por "Bette Davis Eyes" de Kim Carnes , la cual duro nueve semanas coronando los listados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Carnes gano premios Grammy por Album del Anio y Cancion del Anio, y Sheena Easton se llevo el Grammy a Mejor Artista del Anio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo sabias... ya lo sabes. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6636225992174330242?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6636225992174330242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6636225992174330242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6636225992174330242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6636225992174330242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/11/trivia.html' title='Trivia'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7331815609766763797</id><published>2008-10-30T16:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:20:38.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Love at first sight</title><content type='html'>Hoy es jueves y, aparte de publicidad, toca lavar y adecentar la casa porque viene mi amiga Vanessa a ver Grey's Anatomy... jejeje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tanto, decidi poner este anuncio ya que me identifico muchisimo con el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who know me, know why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si no nos volvemos a leer, &lt;em&gt;have an awesome and blessed weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6xU9l8Vw9o&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6xU9l8Vw9o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7331815609766763797?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7331815609766763797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7331815609766763797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7331815609766763797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7331815609766763797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at first sight'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-881061230808158383</id><published>2008-10-25T00:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:47:35.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;[Esta entrada es a peticion de Mageline, que se esta quejando de que ya casi no escribo. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ufff... estoy exhausta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuve que entegar dos trabajos y leerme un libro para esta semana y para la proxima tengo 2 trabajos y un examen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto sufriendo de insomnio de nuevo. Compre unas cortinas que supuestamente bloquean el 99% de la luz del sol, asi que espero remediar eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La temperatura se esta poniendo buena. Dormi sin aire ni abanico hace un par de dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a Dios y a la tecnologia, hablo con ellos casi todos los dias, pero me hace falta abrazarlos... tenerlos cerca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Magy la operaron recientemente y no pude estar con ella. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto Alina como Arlene y Jorge tuvieron vacaciones y no pude rututear con ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, gracias a Dios no me siento sola. Como dije, hablo frecuentemente con mis seres queridos. Ademas, tengo amigos aqui y, lo mas importante, mi amado Abba no me deja sola. En mi tiempo aqui (tres meses el dia 10) hemos desarrollado una relacion mas intima, mas personal... mas fabulosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mucha tarea que hacer, pero me ayuda que los profesores son excelentes, mis padres y amigos cheer for me y tengo un sistema de apoyo aqui: una companiera de estudios de Alabama, una companiera de beca de Ecuador y la coordinadora del programa de graduados del departamento. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, well... that's pretty much it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que tengan un buen fin de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-881061230808158383?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/881061230808158383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=881061230808158383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/881061230808158383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/881061230808158383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/esta-entrada-es-peticion-de-mageline.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1226015108783394469</id><published>2008-10-23T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:54:17.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ultimamente me he sentido un poco... "existencial", if I may, asi que elijo para postear el comercial de Members' Project de American Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiene gente que me encanta, como DeNiro, Ellen, Seinfeld y Scorsese, y habla sobre lo que son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYmLE4Y7-ZI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYmLE4Y7-ZI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1226015108783394469?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1226015108783394469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1226015108783394469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1226015108783394469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1226015108783394469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/ultimamente-me-he-sentido-un-poco.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-47945319420682337</id><published>2008-10-16T07:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:35:47.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Your motivation is...</title><content type='html'>Hoy voy al cine a ver "Nights in Rodanthe", asi que decidi poner el anuncio que vi la primera vez que fui al cine aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chulisimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Absv00MBl50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Absv00MBl50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-47945319420682337?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/47945319420682337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=47945319420682337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/47945319420682337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/47945319420682337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-motivation-is.html' title='Your motivation is...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8792437172803329635</id><published>2008-10-12T18:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:42:29.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Six-pack de cerveza Presidente: US$7.84 con mi Mastercard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platanos verdes: 4 por US$1.99 con mi Mastercard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentirme en Republica Dominicana por unos minutos: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things that money can't buy. For everything else, there's Mastercard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8792437172803329635?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8792437172803329635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8792437172803329635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8792437172803329635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8792437172803329635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/six-pack-de-cerveza-presidente-us7.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-316236659049706839</id><published>2008-10-12T11:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:02:42.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Che macchina!!!</title><content type='html'>Se que no es jueves para postear anuncios, pero aqui lo que me gusta no es el anuncio per se (aunque lo de "Starships don't need keys" esta fabuloso) sino el producto: el &lt;a href="http://www.lincoln.com/mks/home.asp"&gt;Lincoln MKS 2009&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4i4HKBE1Lw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4i4HKBE1Lw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que hayan tenido un buen fin de semana y que la semana que se aproxima sea aun mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-316236659049706839?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/316236659049706839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=316236659049706839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/316236659049706839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/316236659049706839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/che-macchina.html' title='Che macchina!!!'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2734285588657497943</id><published>2008-10-10T23:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:02:20.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>I've decided...</title><content type='html'>... after having witnessed House's quirkiness, Sloane's square jaw and piercing blue eyes, J.D.'s goofiness, Dr. Cox's sarcasm and McDreamy's hair, face and kindness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that I want to marry a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;:P~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2734285588657497943?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2734285588657497943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2734285588657497943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2734285588657497943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2734285588657497943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve decided...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6720675609339504211</id><published>2008-10-09T16:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:01:19.081-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>I'm a PC and I wear glasses, just like BG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;[Con voz de Carrie Bradshaw] &lt;/span&gt; I love-love-&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; these commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que no me gusto fue que lei por aqui que Eva Longoria (que sale en uno de los anuncios) is [gasp!] a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambien lei que Pharrell Williams y Deepak Chopra tienen Ipods, pero creo que uno puede ser PC y tener Ipods... I have one and yet I wouldn't be caught dead with a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10mbTUQFVUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10mbTUQFVUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3fuphN0yFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3fuphN0yFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC Stereotype&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHJz962KFTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHJz962KFTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC - Not alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6720675609339504211?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6720675609339504211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6720675609339504211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6720675609339504211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6720675609339504211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-pc-and-i-also-wear-glasses-like-bg.html' title='I&apos;m a PC and I wear glasses, just like BG'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5585644879208287790</id><published>2008-10-08T23:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:47:09.237-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>Tarde (Sin daños a terceros)</title><content type='html'>La serie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0159206/"&gt;"Sex and the city"&lt;/a&gt; dejo de filmarse en el año 2004 y es ahora, 4 años mas tarde, que I'm hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. I love Samantha's sassiness, Miranda's cynicism, Charlotte's naïveté and, lo que mas, Carrie's all-over coolness. Le comentaba a Arlene que yo compraria los DVD's de esa serie nada mas para ver la ropa maravillosa que ella usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, y a Chris Noth (a quien vine a conocer en Law and Order: Criminal Intent)!!! Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my favorite quotes (de los pocos capitulos que he visto):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Samantha: You cannot BELIEVE the hot flashes! I can barely keep my clothes on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Carrie: Really? What was your excuse before the chemo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Charlotte: Is it safe to buy pot from strangers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Miranda: They're not strangers, they're our new friends with pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miranda: You haven't had a crush since Big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Carrie: Big wasn't a crush. He was a crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(While in L.A.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lew: You want to go grab a drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Miranda: Yes please, the sight of all these white teeth is blinding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Samantha: I'm a "trisexual". I'll try anything once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Carrie: Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mi super-favorita, que lei por ahi sin siquiera haber visto la serie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carrie:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the 'you' you love, well, that's just fabulous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soooo &lt;/em&gt;true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5585644879208287790?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5585644879208287790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5585644879208287790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5585644879208287790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5585644879208287790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/tarde-sin-daos-terceros.html' title='Tarde (Sin daños a terceros)'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6584710290286761130</id><published>2008-10-02T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:30:59.131-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jueves de Publicidad'/><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>Con esta entrada doy inicio a los &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jueves de Publicidad&lt;/span&gt; (nombre medio "guillao" del blog de &lt;a href="http://emykisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria Estilia&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi este anuncio el otro dia y quede fascinada y conmovida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cNDSPutas8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cNDSPutas8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6584710290286761130?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6584710290286761130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6584710290286761130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6584710290286761130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6584710290286761130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/10/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7254478230032582103</id><published>2008-09-29T15:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:09:49.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Grrrrrrrrrrrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm sick of voice-automated systems and even sicker of those that "recognize speech"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Argh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What ever happened to hiring &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; people?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Llamar a la SSA es una aventura, y ni que decir de llamar a Chase!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ARGH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So. Pissed. Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7254478230032582103?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7254478230032582103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7254478230032582103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7254478230032582103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7254478230032582103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/grrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrrrrrrrr...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4806289372993701745</id><published>2008-09-26T19:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:26:32.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoy me pasó algo &lt;strong&gt;ósom&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;): el autobus que me trae a casa se fue antes que yo llegara a la estacion. Fui a confirmar con una persona de la estacion (yo en realidad creia que era que estaba muuuy tarde) y me dijo que ya se habia ido, me pregunto donde vivia y le dijo a uno de los conductores: "Take her".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST. LIKE. THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habian dos muchachas que iban al campus y tambien las llevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sea. El autobus tenia "Out of service" como anuncio, las llevo al campus y a mi a mi casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, StarMetro! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have a great weekend, kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: Me fue bien en el examen.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4806289372993701745?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4806289372993701745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4806289372993701745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4806289372993701745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4806289372993701745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8073722732721367251</id><published>2008-09-24T20:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:18:53.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7T2uhbb6w2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7T2uhbb6w2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 horas para la nueva temporada de Grey's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8073722732721367251?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8073722732721367251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8073722732721367251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8073722732721367251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8073722732721367251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my-god-oh-my-god-oh-my-god.html' title='Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God!!!'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2827391403081228830</id><published>2008-09-19T15:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:42:34.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Un clasico del cine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A mi me encanta la pelicula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098635/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"When Harry met Sally"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; y ahorita la dieron por TV (si, esa que YO cargue y puse sobre la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-amiga-pilar-se-referia-un-tipo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mesita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; que YO arme). Llore como la primera vez que la vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa pelicula tiene uno de los monologos/dialogos mas adorables que hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es al final, cuando &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SPOILER ALERT]&lt;/span&gt; Harry se da cuenta que esta enamorado de Sally y va a buscarla a una fiesta de fin de anio en la que ella esta: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harry Burns: "I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because &lt;strong&gt;when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... que dindo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un monologo asi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo como: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I love that you make lists for everything. I love that you don't 'like' or 'dislike' things; you either 'love' them or 'hate' them. I love the way your order your drinks. I love your self-deprecating humor when you're doing karaoke. I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night and the first person I want to talk to when I wake up in the morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Si no la han visto, alquilenla... and while you're at it, alquilen tambien "You've got mail" - otra pelicula con un final maravilloso y tambien con Meg Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De nuevo, buen fin de semana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2827391403081228830?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2827391403081228830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2827391403081228830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2827391403081228830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2827391403081228830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/film-history-gold.html' title='Un clasico del cine'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1288233077173730221</id><published>2008-09-18T23:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:32:02.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mi amiga Pilar se referia a un tipo diciendo "El azuano que yo amé" y de ahi empecé a relajar con "el chileno que yo amé", "el pakistani que yo amé", etc. Hoy con gran regocijo les presento... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;El Estante que yo Armé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SNMaVKv6BEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AUmLdTxOG9I/s1600-h/IMG_5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247566941781623874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SNMaVKv6BEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AUmLdTxOG9I/s320/IMG_5143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SNMaVG2TqJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qu5oT6xJbjM/s1600-h/IMG_5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247566940734728338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SNMaVG2TqJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qu5oT6xJbjM/s320/IMG_5145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese preciosisimo estantito que ven ahi lo armé yo, y yo tambien coloque la TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"All the women who're independent... throw your hands up at me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tambien les muestro la herida que me hice en mi dedito armando al susodicho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero na... heridas de guerra... jejeje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan un buen fin de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hoy empieza la cuenta regresiva. Faltan menos de 168 horas para la premiere de la quinta temporada de Grey's Anatomy... and it's *not* gonna be pretty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1288233077173730221?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1288233077173730221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1288233077173730221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1288233077173730221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1288233077173730221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-amiga-pilar-se-referia-un-tipo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SNMaVKv6BEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AUmLdTxOG9I/s72-c/IMG_5143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5341658226889538392</id><published>2008-09-17T02:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:50:30.226-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Palin - Clinton SNL Skit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If this isn't the funniest thing EVER, I don't know what is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;UPDATE: Parece que NBC is pulling rank y no se puede copiar... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;... pero entren a youtube y busquen algo como "tina fey sarah palin amy poehler hillary clinton snl" pa'que lo vean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's soooooooooooooo funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5341658226889538392?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5341658226889538392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5341658226889538392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5341658226889538392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5341658226889538392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/palin-clinton-snl-skit.html' title='Palin - Clinton SNL Skit'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2104756387690614637</id><published>2008-09-07T17:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:52:13.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>The Friendship Chronicles ~ Marlene Ramirez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[A partir de hoy, no hay acentos en mi blog.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estoy escribiendo en mi laptop.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SMRYbZ_tEZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lV2k5zkpBsk/s1600-h/marle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243413094023893394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SMRYbZ_tEZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lV2k5zkpBsk/s320/marle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243413306667847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SMRYnyJ-UDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YwVwFTKLDQo/s400/marle+y+yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hizo su retiro de evangelizacion junto con Arlene, en el 2003. En esos tiempos era una esclava de INTEC, especificamente del area de Ingenieria Industrial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;El otro dia estabamos relajando y le puse apodos a Magy, Arlene y Marlene: La Bonita, La Simpatica y La Inteligente, respectivamente. Y no es que solo tengan una cualidad, sino que es la que mas sobresale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marlene es una de las personas mas inteligentes que conozco, un grupo elite al que pertenecen Octavio y Isom, entre (muy pocos) otros. Tiene lo que yo llamo una "capacidad superior de analisis"; es logica y pragmatica, por lo que sus acciones nunca (o casi nunca) son producto del azar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hace un par de semanas yo taba killada con la gente de Claro porque me hicieron una marrulla rara de esas que ellos se han dedicado a hacer y ya yo estaba preparando los ca~nones&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; para ir a regarme a Servicio al Cliente y, de ser necesario, a INDOTEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Con esa calma que ella tiene (la que le ha ganado el mote de "Mi Angel"), Marle me pregunta: "Y en dinero, cuanto es eso?". Cuando lo pienso [sinceramente, no lo habia pensado en terminos economicos, sino que solo lo veia como una oportunidad para regarme] y le digo, ella me dice: "Tu te vas a regar por 120 pesos?". Obviamente, no lo hice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Es super organizada, tanto que casi diria que -igual que su madre- tiene personalidad obsesivo-compulsiva. Cuando nos juntamos a escrabukear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; ella se encarga del &lt;em&gt;lay-out&lt;/em&gt; de las paginas [yo soy una mera cortadora] y me dio to'la risa un dia que ella estaba poniendo unos &lt;em&gt;stickers&lt;/em&gt; y le digo que los mueva un chin para alla, y me mira y me dice con una carita de Bambi: "Es que entonces no va a haber simetria...". Hahahaha... Y yo creia que mis problemas de psicorrigidez eran serios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sin embargo, gracias a esa psicorrigidez y organizacion, no tuve que pagar sobrepeso por mis maletas pues ella era la gerente de calidad del arduo proceso de empacado cuando venia para aca, con Arlene, Alina y Jorge bajo su direccion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Una de las cosas que la gente menos se esperaria de Marlene, tan calladita y reservada como es, es que tiene un sentido del humor exquisito - sarcasmo incluido. Yo me muero de la risa con ella cada vez que nos juntamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;En mis dias en Gringolandia, se ha ocupado tanto de mi que a veces me pregunto cual es la hija: Me manda mapas de weather.com; me recuerda que salga con botella de agua, capa y sombrilla; me pregunta como me va en las clases y hasta lo que comi en el dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hace unos meses acabo la universidad [&lt;em&gt;summa cum laude&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; of course&lt;/em&gt;] y ya es libre. Cada vez que pienso "Por que yo no tenia de llavero a esta ni~na tan adorable?", despues me acuerdo: "Ah, si... INTEC...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marlene, tu eres una de las personas mas especiales en mi vida, aunque quizas no te lo haya dicho con esas palabras. Gracias por quererme, por confiar en mi, por cuidarme, por aceptarme como soy... Me vanaglorio de lo inteligente que eres pero debo admitir que, frente a tu corazon, tu cerebro se queda corto, porque tienes *el* corazon mas noble y puro que he conocido. &lt;strong&gt;Gracias por regalarme un pedacito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Te quiero un mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No tengo acentos, ni dieresis ni e~ne/egne =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Castellanizacion del verbo "to scrapbook".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2104756387690614637?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2104756387690614637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2104756387690614637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2104756387690614637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2104756387690614637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendship-chronicles-marlene-ramirez.html' title='The Friendship Chronicles ~ Marlene Ramirez'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SMRYbZ_tEZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lV2k5zkpBsk/s72-c/marle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-314310972859192953</id><published>2008-09-04T22:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:18:33.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Extraño Cinema Centro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y sus martes y miércoles de RD$50.00... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fui a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468569/"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/a&gt; [amazing: Heath Ledger is breathtakingly great y Christian Bale is breathtakingly hot] y pagué US$7.50 - y por ser estudiante! Si no, habrían sido US$9.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un minuto de silencio por mis martes y/o miércoles en Cinema Centro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-314310972859192953?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/314310972859192953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=314310972859192953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/314310972859192953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/314310972859192953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/09/extrao-cinema-centro.html' title='Extraño Cinema Centro...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-4752868701438776648</id><published>2008-08-03T15:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:06:54.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>The Friendship Chronicles ~ Arlene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SJZ-aWcSdvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qc6vMvcIZDo/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507008403338994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SJZ-aWcSdvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qc6vMvcIZDo/s400/IMG_2146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507771788770146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SJZ_GyRju2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ou9Y6qSo6uQ/s320/IMG_3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me resulta casi increíble que, hasta hace apenas 3 años, eras simplemente una de las muchachitas nuevas del retiro - y grosera, para rematar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Arlene Ramírez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; es &lt;em&gt;oootra&lt;/em&gt; de mis hijas (son 4, para los que llevan anotaciones) y empezamos como generalmente empiezan las grandes amistades: ella cayéndome mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Después que hicieron su Retiro de Evangelización, un grupito de las niñas pasaron a formar parte del Equipo Externo y una que otra vez nos ayudaban en los retiros. Entre ellas estaban Arlene, Marlene (¡Adivinaron: Oooootra de mis hijas! Pronto la conocerán.) y Carolina (quien, valga la cuña, es parte de The Nuryn Sanlley production of High School Musical On Stage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Una vez yo le piropié a Carolina la correa de cintas que tenía puesta y ella se ofreció, muy emocionada, a decirle a su mamá para hacerme una; me preguntó los colores que me gustaban y ahí quedó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Meses más tarde, estamos Arlene, Carolina y yo trabajando en un Retiro, preparando algo de la merienda, y yo le pregunto a Carolina por mi susodicha correa y viene Arlene de "entremetía" y me dice: "Eso lo venden en Mehonca..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Desde ese entonces y hasta el 16 de Julio del 2005, Arlene fue una grosera para mí. Ese día nos juntamos ella, Mageline y yo a hacer unos gafetes de una actividad y descubrí (¡oh, sorpresa!) que la muchachita en cuestión no sólo &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; es grosera, sino que hasta simpática y divertida es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A partir de ahí... bueh... ésta sería la parte de los dibujitos animados en que salen corazoncitos volando, suena la música de arpa y los protagonistas corren en cámara lenta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Arlene es la persona que inspira en mí la maternalidad más primitivamente protectora (¿tiene sentido eso?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nos conocemos tan bien y pensamos de forma tan parecida, que acabamos las oraciones de la otra y sabemos la reacción que cada una tendrá ante las cosas - con todo y mi bipolaridad leve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiene uno de los corazones más puros y nobles que conozco, sin un ápice de malicia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Le tengo toda la confianza del mundo - a veces creo que más de lo que ella quisiera... jejeje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiene la habilidad de calmarme, sin importar la magnitud del pique que tenga... Es algo así como &lt;em&gt;The Betty Ross Effect&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Es súper inteligente, y no sólo &lt;em&gt;book-smart&lt;/em&gt; sino que también tiene una inteligencia práctica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aunque no es lo primero que la gente se imaginaría de ella, es graciosísima y muy divertida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yo le llevo exactamente 8 años y 19 días y a veces me pregunto qué yo hago pasando tanto tiempo con e'ta muchachita, pero ahí, justo cuando ese pensamiento cruza por mi cerebro, ocurre algo que despeja todas mis dudas: me doy cuenta que más que almas afines, estamos en una misma sintonía... y lo que yo estoy pensando ahora, ya ella lo pensó, o viceversa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me considero una persona medianamente elocuente, pero quedo corta, mi querida Arlene, a la hora de enumerar tus virtudes o de intentar explicar lo mucho que te quiero y la enorme falta que me harás mientras esté estudiando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sin embargo, me voy tranquila y feliz: tranquila porque sé que 1,971 kilómetros de distancia y un año no son nada, y feliz porque puedo decir que soy mejor persona tras haberte conocido. Más que un placer, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ser tu amiga es un privilegio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Te adoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-4752868701438776648?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/4752868701438776648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=4752868701438776648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4752868701438776648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/4752868701438776648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship-chronicles-arlene.html' title='The Friendship Chronicles ~ Arlene'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SJZ-aWcSdvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qc6vMvcIZDo/s72-c/IMG_2146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2039363089923434290</id><published>2008-07-25T05:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T04:43:49.165-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><title type='text'>"Vuelve a casa" - Lilly Goodman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYBesdGQdik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYBesdGQdik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lloré como una niña cuando lo vi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nota: Este video está editado por la persona que lo subió, pero como tiene la letra, preferí poner éste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2039363089923434290?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2039363089923434290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2039363089923434290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2039363089923434290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2039363089923434290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/vuelve-casa-lilly-goodman.html' title='&quot;Vuelve a casa&quot; - Lilly Goodman'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3689674921308467095</id><published>2008-07-21T00:43:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:12:52.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>The Friendship Chronicles ~ Jorge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yo conocí a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jorge De Los Santos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;en un Retiro de Evangelización interno que dimos en Agosto del año pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SITa2NN_LpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cNQfESyV6GM/s1600-h/IMG_4234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541318103045874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SITaJIiolvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mbCxQrporfc/s400/IMG_4092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225546188474878242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SITekoFxCSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kysIU0HUweo/s320/IMG_2062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225546194594958722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SITek-46DYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ucVMs-HAtIE/s320/IMG_4234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me pareció un muchachito súper sencillo, auténtico y con un gran corazón. Con el paso del tiempo, me di cuenta que no sólo mi percepción fue correcta, sino que tiene muchísimas virtudes más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Es cariñoso, inteligente, divertido y, &lt;em&gt;hands down&lt;/em&gt;, la persona más atenta del mundo, siempre dispuesta a ayudar a los demás. Es bastante &lt;em&gt;down-to-earth&lt;/em&gt;, sobre todo si consideramos su estratosférico rating entre las féminas comprendidas entre 12 y 32 años de edad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Desde hace unos meses lo adopté como uno de mis retoños y aunque Octavio se sorprendió por lo rápido que crece nuestra familia espiritual, se puso feliz, y no es para menos: Jorge se sabe ganar el corazón de las personas a la velocidad de la luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Manda unos mensajitos que casi sacan lágrimas, tiene una sonrisa adorable y da unos abrazos que te hacen pensar que todo (lo que sea) va a salir bien. [Suelo refugiarme en ellos de vez en cuando...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;De vez en cuando damos nuestras peliaitas porque nuestras personalidades son un poco diferentes: él es bien &lt;em&gt;laid-back&lt;/em&gt; y yo soy -según sus propias palabras- muy intensa&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;. Sin embargo, siempre me ocupo de terminar nuestras discusiones con «No olvides/Tú sabes/Pero recuerda, mi amor, que yo te amo...»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;... y eso lo hago porque, no importa cuánto discutamos ni qué tan diferente pensemos sobre un tema, lo esencial, lo más importante, es que I do love you, bebo... con todo mi corazón... and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;much more than you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yo creo que él estaba tratando de hacerme una crítica constructiva, pero para mí eso fue un piropo! Jajajaja... :þ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PS: Sí... él tiene tres fotos, y? Watcha gon'do 'bout it? Hahahaha... lo que pasa es que, primero, él es, literalmente, &lt;em&gt;eye candy&lt;/em&gt;, y segundo, la tercera foto no le hace mucha justicia a su &lt;em&gt;eye-candysm&lt;/em&gt;, pero es que esa foto me FAS-CI-NA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3689674921308467095?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3689674921308467095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3689674921308467095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3689674921308467095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3689674921308467095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship-chronicles-jorge.html' title='The Friendship Chronicles ~ Jorge'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SITaJIiolvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mbCxQrporfc/s72-c/IMG_4092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7979387983471075109</id><published>2008-07-17T01:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:52:45.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>Pickel, you'll be missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yo tengo un problema y es que tengo una personalidad adictiva. No es de vicios ni nada así sino de programas de televisión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yo odio los&lt;em&gt; reality shows&lt;/em&gt; - no me gusta ver gente que se pone de mojiganga. El único que me gustaba de verdad era &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Apprentice&lt;/span&gt; porque no ponía a la gente a actuar como chimpancés sino que eran competencias chulas. (Nota: Que conste en acta que para esos tiempos empecé a dar clases en Berlitz y sólo pude ver la primera temporada, la de Omarosa. So... &lt;em&gt;I don't know if they went downhill after that.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lo de la personalidad adictiva me lo auto-diagnostiqué porque, como dije, ODIO esos programas, pero desde que empecé a ver uno me quedo viéndolo. Por ejemplo, eso me pasó con &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt; y ahora me está pasando con &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Latin American Idol&lt;/span&gt;. El pobre &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;American Idol &lt;/span&gt;es que nunca ha tenido vida conmigo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Digo, tampoco es que me pongo en la tentación. Yo no me siento a ver &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Flavor of Love &lt;/span&gt;ni &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love New York &lt;/span&gt;ni cosas así. ¡Dios me libre de quedar &lt;em&gt;hooked &lt;/em&gt;con semejantes atrocidades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways... volviendo al tema de esta entrada... ¿Ustedes han visto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/americas_most_smartest_model/series.jhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America's Most Smartest Models&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;? Lo dan en VH1 los miércoles a las 11pm y hace un par de semanas dieron un mini-maratón. Ahí fue que me agarró.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;La premisa es la siguiente: Una modelo y un tipo muy inteligente* son los encargados de buscar una persona que sea buen modelo y a la vez inteligente y para esto se basan en los resultados que estos obtengan en las competencias, que son tanto cerebrales como... modelísticas? Como ellos mismos dicen en el website, buscan "la combinación perfecta de cerebro y belleza".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Obviamente, ya han eliminado a mucha gente - incluyendo a mi dilecto Daniel, un doctorando en Psicología con cabello fabuloso y más dientes de lo normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hoy eliminaron a Pickel y (leer con voz fresa) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, my God, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yo lloré!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  En serio!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Él era (es) super nice y super smart y super sincero y super divertido y sufre de ADD - not to mention, cute as a button!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Me dio una tristeza... él era (es) amiguito de Brett, el otro super nice, super smart, super sincero, super divertido y super-duper cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh, well... life goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;¡Que Dios los bendiga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A ese tipo, Ben Stein, yo lo veía en anuncios haciendo el papel de geniecillo y yo juraba que él era actor o aspirante. Pero no... es de verdad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7979387983471075109?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7979387983471075109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7979387983471075109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7979387983471075109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7979387983471075109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/pickel-youll-be-missed.html' title='Pickel, you&apos;ll be missed'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1356906994582983341</id><published>2008-07-09T23:59:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:44:51.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>Yo quiero un noviecito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;... para cantar esta canción refiriéndome a él...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jajajaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo digo que nada más me acuerdo que quiero un novio cuando se me daña el carro o cuando quiero ir a bailar... he aquí una tercera razón!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jajajajajajajaja... [Obviamente, es relajando...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways&lt;/em&gt;... yo &lt;strong&gt;amo &lt;/strong&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esmirandamiamor.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miranda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; y esta canción me encanta - y no sólo por la fabulosa letra sino también por la musiquita que me hace levantar los brazos y bailar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar-XWmEuLSc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enamorada&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Miranda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al momento de ser realista&lt;br /&gt;nunca me consideré una especialista,&lt;br /&gt;y sin embargo algo en mi cambió;&lt;br /&gt;sé exactamente como sucedió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón palpitaba&lt;br /&gt;cada vez que ese hombre se me acercaba,&lt;br /&gt;y con el tiempo me empezó a gustar&lt;br /&gt;debo decir que no me fue tan mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cómo de repente&lt;br /&gt;todo se ha ordenado,&lt;br /&gt;desde que ha llegado&lt;br /&gt;mi vida cambió.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no soy la misma que tú conociste entonces.&lt;br /&gt;¡Ahora estoy mucho mejor!&lt;br /&gt;Porque &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me di cuenta que tuvo sentido&lt;br /&gt;haber recorrido lo que recorrí,&lt;br /&gt;si al final de cuentas él era mi recompensa...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;- I luv these lines&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¡Qué suerte que nunca me fui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo nunca fui muy afortunada,&lt;br /&gt;mis anteriores novios no me cuidaban,&lt;br /&gt;me maltrataban y me hacían llorar&lt;br /&gt;y nadie me venía a consolar.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora estoy como loca&lt;br /&gt;pensando que voy a comerle la boca,&lt;br /&gt;quiero besarlo hasta sentir dolor&lt;br /&gt;y someterlo al más hermoso amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro:&lt;br /&gt;Cómo de repente&lt;br /&gt;todo se ha ordenado,&lt;br /&gt;desde que ha llegado&lt;br /&gt;mi vida cambió.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no soy la misma que tú conociste entonces.&lt;br /&gt;¡Ahora estoy mucho mejor!&lt;br /&gt;Porque me di cuenta que tuvo sentido&lt;br /&gt;haber recorrido lo que recorrí,&lt;br /&gt;si al final de cuentas él era mi recompensa...&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué suerte que nunca me fui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué suerte que nunca me fui! (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muy Post&lt;/strong&gt;-Data: Hats off to me, people - he subido mi primer video. Gracias a &lt;a href="http://emykisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;María Estilia&lt;/a&gt; por su asesoría perrrrrsonalizada, rápida y eficiente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1356906994582983341?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1356906994582983341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1356906994582983341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1356906994582983341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1356906994582983341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-quiero-un-noviecito.html' title='Yo quiero un noviecito...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6827841373357055965</id><published>2008-07-09T13:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:44:35.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO QUIERO EL CD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EL DISCO DE TU CORAZÓN"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIRANDA!&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6827841373357055965?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6827841373357055965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6827841373357055965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6827841373357055965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6827841373357055965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-quiero-el-cd-el-disco-de-tu-corazn.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3552170020031692860</id><published>2008-07-08T01:29:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:07:21.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>The Friendship Chronicles ~ Mageline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;, don't you know you can't escape me?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, darling, 'cause you´ll always be my baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;("Always be my baby" - Mariah Carey) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yo tengo varias "hijas", siendo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mageline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mageline Cabral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; una de las primeras que adopté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SH1vl0vi9eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Sqae41IR69Y/s1600-h/IMG_3627.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223453838423553506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SH1vl0vi9eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Sqae41IR69Y/s320/IMG_3627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SH1vmHr58CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3F5ElNCXz-8/s1600-h/IMG_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223453843508555810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SH1vmHr58CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3F5ElNCXz-8/s320/IMG_3330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mageline hizo su Retiro de Evangelización con nosotros en Junio del año 2003 y desde ahí empezó una maravillosa amistad. Yo le llevo casi ocho (8) años y por eso la protejo y la añoño tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Solemos decir que ella es una versión más pequeña y más rosada de mí, pero más que una "versión", es una persona con quien tengo muchísimas cosas en común: A ambas nos gustan los idiomas, el Derecho, cantar, el teatro, bloggear, viajar... y hablamos como los vuelos de Air Europa a Madrid: &lt;em&gt;non-stop&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tenemos muchas memorias divertidas, como una serenata de Luis Miguel a los padres de Octavio... otras romanticosas, como comer "conflé" Gold en casa de su abuela... algunas "prácticas", como ir de banco en banco en Bella Vista Mall... y muchísimas maternales, como simplemente sentarnos en mi casa o en la suya a hablar de la vida, el amor y otros demonios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para escribir estas crónicas, recurro a los emails viejos con el fin de refrescar mi memoria y encontré varios de Magy, siendo el más antiguo de fecha 9 de Diciembre del 2004. Se me puso melcochoso el corazoncito cuando leí tantas cositas bonitas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sin ánimos de sonar a vieja, yo he visto crecer a Mageline: cuando la veo conducir, la oigo hablar o recuerdo que ya va a la universidad, pienso: "Wow, yo la conocí siendo una niñita de colegio, constreñida a un uniforme horrible, y ahora se ha convertido en &lt;em&gt;quite a little fashion icon&lt;/em&gt;... a pesar de sus momentos de diva y/o &lt;em&gt;enfant terrible&lt;/em&gt;, actúa con madurez y prudencia... asimismo, sigue estando centrada en lo que quiere, con metas y objetivos firmes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Magy, sabes que te amo y que estoy orgullosa de ti... pero en serio-en serio, no te imaginas cuánto. Eres mi niña más chiquitita, la más rosada, la más fresa y la que más pendiente está de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sorry por las veces en que me paso de sobreprotectora (&lt;em&gt;read:&lt;/em&gt; necia), pero es que no quisiera nunca verte tropezar. Sin embargo, me alegra saber que las veces que lo has hecho, has sabido levantarte, sacudirte el polvo y seguir caminando... por un sendero en el que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;siempre me tendrás a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3552170020031692860?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3552170020031692860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3552170020031692860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3552170020031692860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3552170020031692860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship-chronicles-mageline.html' title='The Friendship Chronicles ~ Mageline'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SH1vl0vi9eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Sqae41IR69Y/s72-c/IMG_3627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5913567604893418559</id><published>2008-07-04T04:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:05:06.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Yes, I'm "nationalist-corny"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I admit it&lt;/em&gt;: Yo me emociono cuando veo una cerveza Presidente u oigo un merengue en una película. Me emocioné cuando estaba en Madrid y vi un stand de la Secretaría de Estado de Turismo con el afiche ése que me encanta, de "República Dominicana... Inagotable"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Me emocioné cuando leí un artículo en la revista &lt;a href="http://us.glamour.com/"&gt;Glamour&lt;/a&gt; sobre una dominicana fabulosa que dirige un hospital comunitario. Me super-emocioné con el Pulitzer de Junot Díaz&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por más que me queje de algunas cosas de mi país, cuando cruzo el charco, soy &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;embajadora gastro-socio-turística&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de la República Dominicana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me emocioné de nuevo cuando, leyendo una columna en el &lt;em&gt;website&lt;/em&gt; de Glamour &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[a mí me fascina esa revista, como podrán ver]&lt;/span&gt;, me encontré esto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.glamour.com/sexmen/articles/2008/06/jakemarried080625"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The dating game, part two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We go to the &lt;/span&gt;Dominican &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;section of town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, eat our weight in beans and rice and plantains and greens, drink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dominican&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;beer and then go dance at this &lt;/span&gt;Dominican &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;club I've heard about. Not like dancing you need to take a lesson to do, just regular booty shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay us! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha... :þ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;/strong&gt;- No me venga con que casi se está agotando porque ése no es el tema de esta entrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;- Tampoco es el tema de esta entrada el hecho de que el dilecto Junot ha vivido más tiempo allá que aquí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;- Al Canciller Morales Troncoso, que desde que quiera me nombre en ese cargo (honorario, &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt;), igualito como está ahí. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 &lt;/strong&gt;- Asumo que se refiere a Washington Heights, porque creo que él (ellos) vive(n) en NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5913567604893418559?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5913567604893418559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5913567604893418559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5913567604893418559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5913567604893418559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-im-nationalist-corny.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m &quot;nationalist-corny&quot;'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7954345535363503457</id><published>2008-07-02T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:02:24.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Daydream Believer</title><content type='html'>Cuando estoy en la oficina, escucho &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/music/radio/"&gt;VH1 Radio&lt;/a&gt;. Ellos tienen muchas estaciones chulísimas y cuando regresé de almorzar puse "Let it out", que es de canciones de amargue, por decirlo así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pusieron una canción que nunca había oído y es la que inspira este &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt;. Busqué su letra y creo que hasta la piel se me erizó al leerla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedico esta entrada a todas las Mageline's y las Arlene's que -como yo- no se conforman fácilmente; que conocen lo que valen y en consecuencia son exigentes; que no buscan a Mr. Perfect ni Mr. Right-Now, sino a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mr. Right-For-Me&lt;/span&gt;; que, dicho coloquialmente, prefieren estar solas que mal acompañadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I'm a daydream believer because&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pceKmManke8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pceKmManke8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Believe In Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dixie Chicks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;Locked it away deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;Told my heart we'd wait it out&lt;br /&gt;Swore we'd never compromise&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'd rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;Like I am tonight&lt;br /&gt;Than settle for the kind of love&lt;br /&gt;That fades before the morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence stared me in the face&lt;br /&gt;And I finally heard its voice&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to softly say&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;in love you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today I got the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And there's a world of truth behind it&lt;br /&gt;Love is out there waiting somewhere&lt;br /&gt;You just have to go and find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I believe in love, I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A love that's real, love that's strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love that lives on and on&lt;br /&gt;Yes I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;Yes I believe in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7954345535363503457?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7954345535363503457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7954345535363503457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7954345535363503457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7954345535363503457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/daydream-believer.html' title='Daydream Believer'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8341293507150928350</id><published>2008-07-01T13:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:40:49.846-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><title type='text'>RE: One-Oh-Oh ~ Yo y los bumper stickers...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Sí, yo sé que debe ser "Los &lt;em&gt;bumper stickers&lt;/em&gt; y yo", pero es que suena como a libro de Juan Ramón Jiménez... &lt;em&gt;let's just consider it&lt;/em&gt; licencia poética, ok?... jejeje]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;En la entrada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-oh-oh.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One-Oh-Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; dije que "actualizaría" el blog, con lo que quise decir que iba a borrar unas cuantas entradas que ya como que no van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Un par de días después, releí en mi perfil de Facebook un &lt;em&gt;bumper sticker&lt;/em&gt; que dice: &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;«Never regret anything, because at one time... it was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;exactly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;what you wanted.»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;[El resaltado es mío.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Me puse a pensar en eso y decidí que no voy a borrar nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... because at one time, they were the people I loved and that was&lt;/em&gt; exactly &lt;em&gt;the way I felt...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8341293507150928350?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8341293507150928350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8341293507150928350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8341293507150928350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8341293507150928350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/07/re-one-oh-oh-yo-y-los-bumper-stickers.html' title='RE: One-Oh-Oh ~ Yo y los bumper stickers...*'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2724446941808789837</id><published>2008-06-24T11:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:44:14.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;«Si conocieras cómo te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cómo te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;serías más feliz...»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;("Si conocieras el don de Dios",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hermana Glenda)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de varios años caminando con el Señor, uno creería que ya está acostumbrado a sus maravillas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Con voz robótica)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Error - 29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi Padre no deja de sorprenderme... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and it overwhelms me to the core to be so loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2724446941808789837?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2724446941808789837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2724446941808789837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2724446941808789837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2724446941808789837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/si-conocieras-cmo-te-amo-cmo-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-2987146029037131876</id><published>2008-06-24T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:41:27.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogthings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>One-Oh-Oh</title><content type='html'>Queridos blogolectores, con gran alegría les informo que ésta es la entrada número &lt;strong&gt;cien &lt;/strong&gt;de este humilde blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace casi tres años que derramo en este espacio mis pensamientos, mis sentimientos, mis opiniones y mis emociones, así como todo lo demás que cruza por mi cabeci... ehem... por mi cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovecharé la ocasión para... actualizarlo... y ponerlo más a tono con mi vida y entorno actuales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas gracias a todos aquellos que me leen, muchísimas más a los que comentan y el triple a quienes han sido mis musas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendiciones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-2987146029037131876?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/2987146029037131876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=2987146029037131876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2987146029037131876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/2987146029037131876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-oh-oh.html' title='One-Oh-Oh'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8909227093646248314</id><published>2008-06-24T00:54:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:30:37.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>Unanswered prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recientemente me pasó algo parecido a lo que relata Garth Brooks en la canción que debajo les copio: vi a la persona que por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yo "negocié" con el Señor y como que vinieron a mi mente algunos recuerdos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sin embargo, la situación se diferenciaba en que él sí sigue siendo el ángel que yo recordaba en mis sueños. &lt;em&gt;Even after I've moved on, I have to admit he is the most wonderful man on the face of the Earth - no doubt about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways&lt;/em&gt;... esta canción siempre me ha gustado porque yo sé, como que mi nombre es Annyris, que Dios tiene planes para nosotros que son mil veces mejor que los que queremos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ejemplo: Unos meses atrás conocí un muchacho fabuloso y ahí me puse yo, fajá, a negociar con Dios y El dijo que no y yo toda trágica y melodramática, arrastrándome por las calles de esta ciudad... y a la semana de recibir la respuesta final sobre ese tema, me entero que obtuve la beca.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saber que Dios tiene planes maravillosos para mí "suaviza" el no obtener lo que quiero... porque sé que al final, Dios me regalará lo que más me conviene... y, como siempre digo, de allá arriba se ve mejor que de aquí abajo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: Hahahaha... ahora me acuerdo que Arlene me dijo algo como «Dios sabe lo que hace, porque si tú estuvieras con él... te perdemos! Tú te embobas hablando con él. El mundo se puede estar quemando y tú ni te enteras...». Me dio muchísima risa eso... hehehehe... So I guess que después de todo, El *sí* sabe lo que está haciendo... hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;þ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unanswered Prayers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Garth Brooks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just the other night at a hometown football game&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I ran into my old high school flame&lt;br /&gt;And as I introduced them, the past came back to me&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one that I'd wanted for all times&lt;br /&gt;And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine&lt;br /&gt;And if He'd only grant me this wish I wished back then&lt;br /&gt;I'd never ask for anything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs&lt;br /&gt;That just because He doesn't answer, doesn't mean He don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And I could tell that time had changed me&lt;br /&gt;In her eyes too it seemed&lt;br /&gt;We tried to talk about the old days&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much we could recall&lt;br /&gt;I guess the Lord knows what He's doin' after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as she walked away and I looked at my wife&lt;br /&gt;And then and there I thanked the good Lord&lt;br /&gt;For the gifts in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8909227093646248314?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8909227093646248314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8909227093646248314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8909227093646248314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8909227093646248314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/unanswered-prayers.html' title='Unanswered prayers'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-929226696774144224</id><published>2008-06-16T01:33:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:33:23.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falta-de-oficio'/><title type='text'>I (heart) Edward Norton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ADVERTENCIA: Este es un &lt;em&gt;fan post&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Bueh... No digas que no te avisé...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001570/"&gt;Edward Norton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; es para mí uno de los mejores actores que existen en la actualidad - además de uno de los más bellos. De hecho, yo considero que Salma Hayek es la mujer más bruta del mundo por botar a/dejarse botar de ese hombre espectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me enamoré de Edward Norton cuando lo vi en la película &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117381/"&gt;Primal Fear&lt;/a&gt;, hace más de 10 años. Prácticamente un desconocido, se metió la película (Richard Gere incluido) en el bolsillo. La película es buenísima y su actuación, increíble - y no sólo lo digo yo, sino que la Academia lo nominó a un Oscar como mejor actor en un papel secundario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posteriormente lo vi en &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0289765/"&gt;Red Dragon&lt;/a&gt; (la precuela de Silence of the Lambs), &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/a&gt; (junto a Brad Pitt), &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120586/"&gt;American History X&lt;/a&gt; (haciendo de un &lt;em&gt;neo-nazi skinhead&lt;/em&gt;, junto a Edward Furlong, mi actor favorito cuando yo estaba en el colegio), &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0171433/"&gt;Keeping the Faith&lt;/a&gt; (una adorable comedia romántica) y &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117318/"&gt;The People vs. Larry Flint&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pienso en ir al cine, irremediablemente pienso en Edward Norton por una razón muy especial. Aunque yo siempre he hecho prácticamente de todo sola, el cine es algo que reservaba para los días con compañía, porque me gusta(ba) tener alguien a quien comentarle sobre la película. Nadie quería ir conmigo a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0307901/"&gt;25th Hour&lt;/a&gt; así que me armé de valor y me fui sola a verla. Desde entonces, la excepción para mí es ir acompañada al cine. Voy casi todas las semanas al cine y sólo el 30% de las veces voy con amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué "amanecí" pensando en Edward Norton? Porque sólo un actor tan &lt;em&gt;accomplishe&lt;/em&gt;d como él podría arrastrar a una &lt;em&gt;reality-lover&lt;/em&gt; como yo a ver &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0800080/"&gt;The Incredible Hulk&lt;/a&gt;... y querer verla de nuevo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tengo la teoría de que los estudios están buscando actores serios y fabulosos para hacer personajes de cómics con el fin de atraer más público. Mírenme a mí, por ejemplo que ya he visto &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0371746/"&gt;IronMan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; veces (y no me molestaría verla de nuevo) y fui a ver Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no recuerdo haber visto la serie, no vi el Hulk de Eric Bana ni he leido los cómics; simplemente sé quién es Hulk y por qué se transforma. Sin embargo, me encantó esta película: tiene la correcta dosis de acción y efectos especiales, un poco de romance y humor, sumados a la actuación de la siempre encantadora Liv Tyler y la imponente presencia (mide 6'1'') de &lt;em&gt;Monsieur &lt;/em&gt;Norton... un hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aquellos ojos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hulk es muy chula, aunque un poquito más lenta y "seria" que IronMan... &lt;em&gt;but then again&lt;/em&gt;, Edward Norton es un actor más serio que Robert Downey Jr. Pienso ver Hulk de nuevo (hablada en inglés esa próxima vez), pero no con la misma quasi-urgencia que tenía de ver IronMan (la vi un miércoles y de nuevo el martes siguiente).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les recomiendo que vayan a verlas las dos - primero IronMan y luego Hulk. Y cuando vean IronMan, no salgan como los despavoridos del cine, que después de los créditos hay algo bieeeeeeeeeeeeen cool.... jejejeje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mi parte, cuando tenga un par de días libres, voy a tener un Edward Norton marathon. &lt;strong&gt;Yum!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ya... Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan una semana &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ben-de-ci-da&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-929226696774144224?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/929226696774144224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=929226696774144224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/929226696774144224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/929226696774144224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-heart-edward-norton.html' title='I (heart) Edward Norton'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5633689627221536177</id><published>2008-06-14T01:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:49:58.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>I feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've been left out&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart feels numb&lt;br /&gt;Dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go away&lt;br /&gt;Disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like not talking again&lt;br /&gt;Or listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm an extra in a movie&lt;br /&gt;And my job is finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to get out of the set&lt;br /&gt;And back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I forget where I live&lt;br /&gt;Because that set has been my home for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just wander around&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a place to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find a place&lt;br /&gt;That feels like home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just keep walking around,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost, lonely, sad, left out, forgotten, numb, dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Disap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;peari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5633689627221536177?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5633689627221536177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5633689627221536177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5633689627221536177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5633689627221536177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-5465642714865563718</id><published>2008-06-07T04:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T02:20:54.138-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>The Friendship Chronicles ~ Yamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como parte de mi despedida&lt;a href="http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/dio-e-lo-mximo.html"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;, decidí hacer unas crónicas de y a los amigos que con dolor en mi alma dejo aquí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién mejor para iniciar esta serie que la ahijada de mi corazón, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yamer Jiménez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SEzIMfrb64I/AAAAAAAAADA/qvFwlyjCGjE/s1600-h/IMG_3897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209758985948490626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SEzIMfrb64I/AAAAAAAAADA/qvFwlyjCGjE/s400/IMG_3897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211618063990828578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SFNjBFEuriI/AAAAAAAAADI/53cimHzG1_4/s320/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo conocí a Yamer hace 10 años, en nuestro Retiro de Evangelización, llevado a cabo del 11 al 14 de Junio de 1998. Después descubrí que era amiga de Walkiria (quien en ese tiempo tenía amores con un muchacho que estudiaba conmigo) y que también estaba en la PUCMM. Luego de unos meses, unieron mi pequeña y desintegrada comunidad a la de Walkiria, a la cual Yamer había entrado al salir del retiro.&lt;/p&gt;Honestamente no recuerdo mucho de Yamer en esos primeros años; básicamente recuerdo que siempre ha tenido el mismo geniecito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra maravillosa amistad comenzó en el 2003, y esto lo digo partiendo de un email que le envié en mayo de ese año sobre las cajitas de música. ¿Lo recuerdas, mana? Cinco años más tarde, aún sigue sentado en mi bandeja de entrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamer y yo tenemos muchas cosas en común y muchas diferentes. Lo especial de nuestra amistad es que no sólo compartimos aquello en lo que nos parecemos, sino que celebramos nuestras diferencias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ejemplo, una de las cosas en que nos parecemos es que ambas somos un gusto adquirido, como el sushi. Algo en lo que nos diferenciamos en que yo soy como que más sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamer es mi roca. Cuando la cosas se complican y siento que me voy a caer, siempre acabo en su oficina y generalmente hay lágrimas de por medio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una de las personas que más me añoña porque es una de las personas que más me quiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos la mayor cantidad de chistes internos (y semi-externos) registrados en la historia del mundo, &lt;em&gt;e.g.&lt;/em&gt; el agua y su importancia; "te juro que nooooooo..."; el &lt;em&gt;two-pack&lt;/em&gt;; las estadísticas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El otro día, cuando cai en cuenta que no podremos tener nuestro desayuno oficial el día de su cumpleaños (en septiembre), casi me da taquicardia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me puse tristona porque no fui dama de su boda así que me alejé bastante de ella, pero ya todo eso está superado y estamos mejor que nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemos pasado muchos momentos memorables, algunos de ellos en Kantabar (jejejeje), pero la verdad es que hasta en un supermercado chino hemos obtenido memorias dignas de atesorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrevivimos airosamente ese tiempo en el que a ambas nos gustaba la misma persona. Eso no es to´el mundo que puede, no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella se pone celosita porque no le había escrito una entrada aquí, porque no le he hecho un &lt;em&gt;scrapbook&lt;/em&gt; y un par de cosas más que ella recuerda con asombrosa infalibilidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está, Yamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, ¿sabes algo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que lo que pasa es que he tenido el miedo subconsciente de que ni en un blog, ni en un &lt;em&gt;scrapbook &lt;/em&gt;ni en una revista, y ni siquiera en los tres juntos, hay suficiente espacio para describir detalladamente lo especial que eres para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres mucho más que una de mis mejores amigas: eres mi hermana en Cristo, mi consejera, mi confidente tipo A&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, la mediadora designada entre Octavio y yo, mi &lt;em&gt;coffee partner &lt;/em&gt;favorita, mi &lt;em&gt;Glamour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;®&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt; y tanto el ídolo como la fan No. 1 de mis lágrimas perladas... esas que voy a derramar "de a mucho" cuando me vaya a estudiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuento con que me vayas(n) a visitar y que, a pesar de la distancia, en tu vida yo siga siendo «más que única, más que especial, más que insustituible»... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;como tú siempre lo serás para mí&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Confidente tipo A es a quien se le cuentan las cosas sin filtro ni miramiento; con quien no hay temas prohibidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-5465642714865563718?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/5465642714865563718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=5465642714865563718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5465642714865563718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/5465642714865563718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendship-chronicles-yamer.html' title='The Friendship Chronicles ~ Yamer'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx5kNgqCd-o/SEzIMfrb64I/AAAAAAAAADA/qvFwlyjCGjE/s72-c/IMG_3897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-8568914240956040644</id><published>2008-06-07T02:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:12:40.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Y tú... ¿qué pides?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;¿Qué pides tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Alex Ubago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puede, que algún día por estas fechas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no recuerdes ya la letra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de aquel tema que escribí por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puede, que la vida sea tan breve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;porque el tiempo no se acuerde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de evitar lo que nos toca vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vuelve, vuelve tarde pero vuelve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que hoy quiero verte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Y vuela, vuela alto mientras puedas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que la vida es una rueda, que nunca frena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vives esperando un corazón extraño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que venga aquí y saque de tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y tu alma lo mejor de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y hoy siento que la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me muestra contigo, su lado azul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y es todo lo que pido por ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;¿Qué pides tú? ¿Qué pides tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puede, que se muera en un instante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;por el miedo a equivocarme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;todo aquello por lo que un día soñé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puede que me lance hacia el vacío,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;como un día hice contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sin pensar lo que vendría después.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vuelve, vuelve tarde pero vuelve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que hoy quiero verte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Y vuela, vuela alto mientras puedas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que la vida es una rueda, que nunca frena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vives esperando un corazón extraño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que venga aquí y saque de tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y tu alma lo mejor de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y hoy siento que la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me muestra contigo, su lado azul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y es todo lo que pido por ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;¿Qué pides tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que vives esperando un corazón extraño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que venga aquí y saque de tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y tu alma lo mejor de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y hoy siento que la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me muestra contigo, su lado azul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y es todo lo que pido por ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;¿Qué pides tú? ¿Qué pides tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-8568914240956040644?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/8568914240956040644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=8568914240956040644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8568914240956040644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/8568914240956040644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-t-qu-pides.html' title='Y tú... ¿qué pides?'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7242083700687877672</id><published>2008-06-06T23:35:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:57:59.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>A part-time lover and a full-time friend</title><content type='html'>Estaba actualizando mi Flixster y me acordé de la película &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0467406/"&gt;"Juno"&lt;/a&gt;, la cual vi hace unas cuantas semanas con mi niña Arlene. La película me encantó y ni qué decir de la canción del final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa canción es, como diría el más reciente ocupante de un solar en mi corazón, "lo máximo". O sea, aparte de las dos líneas cumbre de la canción y un par de líneas graciosas (como el código de Contra, por ejemplo), la canción está básicamente compuesta por frases casi incoherentes. Sin embargo, esas dos líneas hacen que la canción sea maravillosa. Es algo así como que "Perfecta" de Miranda es taaaaaaaaaaan bella que consideré ir al concierto sólo por esa canción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi hija Mageline el otro día escribió &lt;a href="http://mageline.blogspot.com/2008/04/y-al-parecer-todo-el-mundo-quiere.html"&gt;una entrada sobre lo que quiere&lt;/a&gt;. Yo quiero eso, lo del título de este &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt;: un amigo a tiempo completo y un amante a medio tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero alguien que conozca mi &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yo inadulterado&lt;/span&gt; y lo ame tal cual. Alguien que pueda abrazarme cuando estoy llorando porque alguien me hizo daño. Que prefiera estar conmigo haciendo nada que en cualquier otro lugar. Que haya hecho las paces con el hecho de que a veces discuto por placer, y con el hecho de que, &lt;em&gt;most of the times, it's my way or the highway&lt;/em&gt;. Que no le moleste que meta mi tenedor en su plato. Que sepa el agua que me gusta y el agua que odio; mi carne preferida y la carne que detesto; cómo pido mis tragos; que me gusta el refresco rojo cuando como bizcocho de chocolate; que odio los vegetales hervidos; que para mis fiestas de cumpleaños, sólo existe el bizcocho Selva Negra y que el que más me gusta es el de Bondelic; que me encanta la película "50 first dates"; que no se burle de mí aunque sepa que, aun acercándome a los 30, todavía deliro por Brad Pitt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mi parte, alguien a quien yo conozca con todas sus neurosis y lo ame tal cual. Alguien a quien le brinde apoyo cuando el resto del mundo le dé la espalda. Con quien yo prefiera estar sentada hablando que haciendo cualquier otra cosa en el mundo. Alguien con la firmeza suficiente para ponerme en mi puesto cuando me esté excediendo en los placeres de discutir, pero sin hacerme sentir mal, y que me muestre que a veces, &lt;em&gt;there is another way&lt;/em&gt;. Alguien a quien pueda ordenarle en un restaurant sin temor a equivocarme. De quien sepa cuál cerveza le gusta; qué término le gusta la carne; cuándo prefiere whisky; su refresco favorito; las películas que le han gustado tanto que se sabe parte de sus diálogos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero alguien que no sepa qué le ven a las otras personas que no son yo, y que yo no sepa que le ven a las otras personas que no son él.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me puse melancólica/nostálgica/lagrimosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sigh) &lt;/em&gt;Pero nada... ahí está la letra de la canción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone else but you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The Moldy Peaches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're a part-time lover and a full-time friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The monkey on your back is the latest trend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'll kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'll kiss you all starry-eyed my body swingin' from side to side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here is the church and here is the steeple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We sure are cute for two ugly people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So why can't you forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I will find my niche in your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With my MP3, DVD, rumble pack, guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;br /&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Up up down down left right left right B A start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You are always tryin' to keep it real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm in love with how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We both have shiny happy fits of rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You want more fans, I want more stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Don Quixote was a steel driving man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My name is Adam, I'm your biggest fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Squinched up your face and did a dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't see what anyone can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In anyone else but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan un fin de semana bendecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;PS: I guess I still want &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;... Perdón... :( . Thank God I´m leaving...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0I2hpe4ZeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0I2hpe4ZeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7242083700687877672?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7242083700687877672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7242083700687877672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7242083700687877672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7242083700687877672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/06/part-time-lover-and-full-time-friend.html' title='A part-time lover and a full-time friend'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-929509018991242665</id><published>2008-05-16T21:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:44:56.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dio' e' lo máximo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me dieron la beca!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-929509018991242665?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/929509018991242665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=929509018991242665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/929509018991242665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/929509018991242665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/dio-e-lo-mximo.html' title='Dio&apos; e&apos; lo máximo!'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3774308074268051143</id><published>2008-05-14T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:33:00.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>*********** bandereo!!</title><content type='html'>********** ************** ******* ********************* ********************* ************** ***************************************************!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;******************** ******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pinche bandereo... dia de semana... laborable... nada más y nada menos que EN EL POLIGONO CENTRAL del DISTRITO NACIONAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo duré 3 horas exactas (desde las 6:10 a las 9:15pm) en un ************* tapón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡¡¡Qué pique!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3774308074268051143?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3774308074268051143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3774308074268051143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3774308074268051143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3774308074268051143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/bandereo.html' title='*********** bandereo!!'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-7144852787863343227</id><published>2008-05-13T13:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:31:01.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofando'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;«Understand that friends come and go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but with a precious few you should hold on.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.leoslyrics.com/listlyrics.php?hid=T60Oxd6GhCw%3D"&gt;"Everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)"&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;credited to Baz Luhrmann]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mí me gusta la aplicación de &lt;em&gt;bumper stickers&lt;/em&gt; de Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre me han gustado las pequeñas porciones de ingenio y sabiduría que contienen, al igual que las citas (&lt;em&gt;quotes&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El otro día me cayó del cielo uno que dice &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If He brings you to it, He´ll bring you through it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yo hasta lo imprimí y lo puse en mi monedero para verlo en todo momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, aunque desde hace mucho quería comentar ese regalito celestial, el bumper sticker que inspira esta entrada es otro: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The only people you need in your life are those that need you in theirs".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof! Wisdom in a bottle... or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es, &lt;em&gt;my friends&lt;/em&gt;, la pura realidad: Las únicas personas que "necesitas" en tu vida son aquellas que te necesitan en la suya. &lt;em&gt;As simple as that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con otras palabras ajenas, no hagas de alguien una prioridad cuando esa persona te considera una opción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con las mías, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no conviertas en imprescindible a quien te considera desechable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto lo digo con lágrimas en el corazón. [Las de los ojos se están resistiendo a salir, pero olvídate, que eso viene...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but think I've wasted my time... and my tears... and my everything... pero prefiero pensar que no, que fue aprendizaje... del que se obtiene con lágrimas de sangre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya está bueno de intentar y de "aprender"... Lo dice la canción: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;«Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. &lt;strong&gt;Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;/strong&gt;»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/health/articles/2008/04/cancer_test"&gt;remember to wear sunscreen&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-7144852787863343227?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/7144852787863343227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=7144852787863343227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7144852787863343227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/7144852787863343227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/understand-that-friends-come-and-go-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-672585731182567281</id><published>2008-05-12T14:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:05:34.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Spam</title><content type='html'>Yo creía que habíamos superado lo de la reenviadera de mensajes que da dinero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, me sorprende aún más que la gente reenvíe estas cosas sin darse cuenta del disparate que es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada más chequeen esto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;«... soy un alumno de Ingeniería Comercial de la PUCMM, mi Rut es el 15.098.059-3 y mi Rol UCV es el 67348-1... »&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La PUCMM está ofreciendo carreras nuevas así que no me atrevo a decir que no dan ingeniería comercial, pero ¿de cuándo a dónde en este país se habla de "rut"&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; o de "rol"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt;, abran los ojos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan una linda semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; R.U.T. es Rol Único Tributario, número de identidad de los chilenos. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ar.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20071115151040AAISAg1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://ar.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20071115151040AAISAg1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; Eso de Rol (universidad) creo que se refiere al número de matrícula de la universidad. UCV es, según lo que encontré, Universidad Católica de Valparaíso (Chile).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-672585731182567281?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/672585731182567281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=672585731182567281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/672585731182567281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/672585731182567281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/spam.html' title='Spam'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-6698932901316017788</id><published>2008-05-09T15:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:12:17.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Lleva a reflexionar que los hombres más fascinantes y adorables de mi entorno actual están en camino de ser sacerdotes, tienen novia o no habían nacido cuando ya yo sabía leer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y después me preguntan por qué cada cierto tiempo decido ser célibe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan un buen fin de semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-6698932901316017788?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/6698932901316017788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=6698932901316017788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6698932901316017788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/6698932901316017788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-3684885351577589781</id><published>2008-05-04T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:45:51.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;¡¡¡Yupeeeee!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¡¡¡Sólo dos días para mi cumple!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me encanta cumplir años, ¿sabían?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-3684885351577589781?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/3684885351577589781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=3684885351577589781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3684885351577589781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/3684885351577589781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Ånnyris®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828071120819573895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0007/790/840/Jx4e3m790840-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14460931.post-1785273987971792511</id><published>2008-04-20T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:07:44.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema actual'/><title type='text'>Se arrecia la cuenta regresiva...</title><content type='html'>... y por ende, hacen su entrada triunfal las &lt;em&gt;crash diets&lt;/em&gt;, la religiosidad del tratamiento dermatológico... jajajaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Faltan 15 días, 7 horas y 24 minutos! &lt;strong&gt;Wu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14460931-1785273987971792511?l=annyris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annyris.blogspot.com/feeds/1785273987971792511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14460931&amp;postID=1785273987971792511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1785273987971792511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14460931/posts/default/1785273987971792511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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