Favorite quotes from...

Clueless (1995)
(una de mis all time favorite movies, a pesar de ser tan frivola)

Cher: Miss Stoeger, I would just like to say that physical education in this school is a disgrace. I mean, standing in line for forty minutes is hardly aerobically effective. I doubt I've worked off the calories in a stick of Carefree gum.
Cher: Oh look, Josh is dancing with Tai, he never dances. Christian: I can see why.
Cher: Old people can be so sweet.
Christian: Hey man, protective vibe, I dig.
Cher: Isn't my house classic? The columns date all the way back to 1972.
Cher: He does dress better than I do, what would I bring to the relationship?
Cher: Would you look at that body language? Legs crossed towards each other. That is an unequivocal sex invite.
Mel: Do you know what time it is? Cher: A watch doesn't really go with this outfit, daddy.
Amber: Was I the only one listening?I thought it reeked. Cher: No I believe that's your designer imposter perfume.
Christian: Do you like Billie Holiday? Cher: I love him. (Yeah she was clueless)

Cher: Sometimes you have to show a little skin. This reminds boys of being naked, and then they think of sex.
Cher: Anything you can do to draw attention to your mouth is good.
Cher: You can't be the absolute and final word on drivers' licenses? Driving Instructor: Girlie, as far as you're concerned, I am the messiah of the DMV.
Cher: That's Ren and Stimpy. They're way existential.
Cher: Ms. Stoger. That machine is just a lawsuit waiting to happen. Miss Stoger: Thanks for the legal advice.
Amber: She could be a farmer in those clothes.
Cher: Okay, so you're probably going, "Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?" But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.

Cher: Christian said he'd call the next day, but in boy time that meant Thursday.
Cher: Dionne and her boyfriend Murray are in this dramatic relationship. I think they've seen that Ike and Tina Turner movie too many times.
Travis: I would like to say this. Tardiness is not something you can do on your own. Many, many people contributed to my tardiness. I would like to thank my parents for never giving me a ride to school, the LA city bus driver who took a chance on an unknown kid and last but not least, the wonderful crew from McDonalds who spend hours making those egg McMuffins without which I'd never be tardy.
Travis: I joined this program and there's steps. There's... uh... Cher: Twelve? Travis: Yeah, how'd you know? Cher: Wild guess.
Tai: Why should I listen to you, anyway? You're a virgin who can't drive. Cher: That was way harsh, Tai.
Cher: Would you call me selfish? Dionne: No, not to your face.

Tai: Cher, I don't want to do this anymore. And my buns: they don't feel nothin' like steel.
Mel: What the hell is that? Cher: A dress. Mel: Says who? Cher: Calvin Klein.
Dionne: Phat! Did you write that? Cher: Duh. It's like a famous quote. Dionne: From where? Cher: Cliff's Notes.
Cher: So like, right now for example. The Haitians need to come to America. But some people are all, "What about the strain on our resources?" Well it's like when I had this garden party for my father's birthday, right? I put R.S.V.P. 'cause it was a sit-down dinner. But some people came that like did not R.S.V.P. I was like totally buggin'. I had to haul ass to the kitchen, redistribute the food, and squish in extra place settings. But by the end of the day it was, like, the more the merrier. And so if the government could just get to the kitchen, rearrange some things, we could certainly party with the Haitians. And in conclusion may I please remind you it does not say R.S.V.P. on the Statue of Liberty. Thank you very much.
Cher Horowitz: I was just totally clueless.
Cher: Do you prefer "fashion victim" or "ensembly challenged"?
Cher: Dionne and I were both named after famous singers of the past, who now do infomercials.
Cher: Searching for a boy in high school is as useless as searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.
Josh: You want to practice parking? Cher: What's the point? Everywhere you go has valet.
Cher: [Referring to Josh] Okay, okay, so he is kind of a Baldwin.
Tai: I could really use some sort of herbal refreshment. Dionne: Oh, well we do lunch in ten minutes. We don't have any tea, but we have Coke and stuff. Tai: No shit. You guys got Coke here? Dionne: Well, yeah. Cher: Yeah, this is America.
Tai: Cher, you're a virgin? Cher: You say that like it's a bad thing. Dionne: Besides, the PC term is "Hymenally challenged".
Mel: You mean to tell me that you argued your way from a C+ to an A-? Cher: Totally based on my powers of persuasion, you proud? Mel: Honey, I couldn't be happier than if they were based on real grades.
Amber: Ms. Stoeger, my plastic surgeon doesn't want me doing any activity where balls fly at my nose. Dionne: Well, there goes your social life.
Murray: Your man Christian is a cake boy! Cher, Dionne: A what? Murray: He's a disco-dancing, Oscar Wilde reading, Streissand ticket holding friend of Dorothy, know what I'm saying? Cher: Uh-uh, no way, not even! Murray: Yes even, he's gay! Dionne: He does like to shop, Cher. And the boy can dress.
Cher: Daddy, this is my friend, Tai. Mel: [to Tai] Get the hell outta my chair!

Josh: Hey, James Bond, in America we drive on the right side of the road. Cher: I am. You try driving in platforms.
[about keeping her virginity] Cher: You see how picky I am about my shoes and they only go on my feet.
Cher: If it's a concussion, you have to keep her conscious, okay? Ask her questions. Elton: What's seven times seven? Cher: Stuff she knows.
Cher: Looks like we're gonna have to make a cameo at the Val party.
Cher: It's like that book I read in the 9th grade that said "'tis a far far better thing doing stuff for other people."
Cher Horowitz: So okay, I don't want to be a traitor to my generation and all but I don't get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair - ew - and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we're expected to swoon? I don't think so.
Cher: I am totally butt crazy in love with Josh.
Cher: "Second notice on an outstanding ticket." I don't remember getting a first notice. Mel: The *ticket* is the first notice.
Cher: [about Josh] A licensed driver with nothing to do? Where would I find such a loser?
Cher: Christian had a thing for Tony Curtis so he brought over "Some Like it Hot" and "Sporadicus". (Yeah Clueless)
Cher: So, this flannel thing. Is that a nod to the crispy Seattle weather, or are you just trying to stay warm in front of the refrigerator?
Cher: Lucy, the fire department called again. They said we need to clear out that bush. You said you'd get Jose to do it. Lucy: He your gardener, I don't know why you no tell him. Cher: Lucy, you know I don't speak Mexican. Lucy: I NOT A MEXICAN. Lucy: [storms off] Cher: Great, what was that all about? Josh: Lucy's from El Salvador. Cher: So? Josh: So, it's an entirely different country. Cher: What does that matter? Josh: You get mad if anyone thinks you live below Sunset.
Murray: Woman, why don't you be answerin' any of my pages? Dionne: I hate when you call me woman. Murray: Where you been all weekend? What's up? You been jeepin' behind my back? Dionne: Jeepin'? Jeepin'? No. But, speaking of vehicular sex, perhaps you can explain how this cheap K-Mart hair extension got into the backseat of your car. Murray: I don't know where that came from. That looks like one of your little stringy somethin' or an others you got over here. Dionne: I do not wear polyester hair, okay? Unlike some people I know like Shawana. Cher: Dee, I'm outty. Dionne: Bye. Murray: Why do you got to go there? Why do you gotta go there? Is it that time of the month again?
Cher: [after she and Josh kiss] Well you can guess what happened next... [we see a couple about to wed] Cher: AS IF. I am only 16, and this is California, not Kentucky.
Cher: As if.
Cher: Suddenly a dark cloud settled over first period... I got a C in debate?
Josh: Do you have any idea what you're talking about? Cher: No. Why, does it sound like I do?
Amber: [makes W with her hands] Whatever.
Cher: I felt impotent and out of control. Which I really, really hate. I had to find sanctuary in a place where I could gather my thoughts and regain my strength... [we see a wide shot of the mall]
Dionne: Dude, what's wrong you suffering from buyers remorse or something? Cher: God no, nothing like that.
Cher: Wasn't my mom a total Betty? She died when I was young. A freak accident during a routine liposuction.
[driving up to a huge house] Cher: This is where Dionne lives. She's my friend because we both know what it's like for people to be jealous of us.
Cher: You are such a brown-noser. Josh: Oh, and you are such a superficial space cadet. What makes you think you can get teachers to change your grades? Cher: The fact that I've done it every other semester.
Tai: Do you think she's pretty? Cher: No, she's a full-on Monet. Tai: What's a monet? Cher: It's like a painting, see? From far away, it's OK, but up close, it's a big old mess. Let's ask a guy. Christian, what do you think of Amber? Christian: Hagsville. Cher: See?
Tai: Wow, you guys talk like grown-ups!
Tai: Shit, you guys, I have never had straight friends before!
Mel: Where are you? Cher: I'm just having a snack at my girlfriend's. Mel: Where, in Kuwait? Cher: Is that in the valley?
Mel: I'd like to see you have a little direction. Cher: I have direction! Josh: Yeah, towards the mall.
Josh: I was thinking about looking into environmental law. Mel: Why? You want to have a frustrating and miserable life? Cher: Oh, Josh will have that no matter what he does.
Cher: [in the middle of wondering why she's feels so horrible because of Tai and Josh; looks in a store window] [thinks] Cher: Ooh! I wonder if they have that in my size.
Josh: Look, I'm just curious. How many hours a day do you spend grooming yourself? Cher: Some people are not lucky enough to be as naturally adorable as you are. Josh: Stop it, you're making me blush.
Christian: Nice stems.
Tai: You think I'm a mentally retarded airhead? Cher: I never said that, I just think you two wouldn't mesh.

Cher's main thrill in life is a makeover, it gives her a sense of control in a world full of chaos.-Dion

"Oh, no. You don't understand this is an Alaia."Robber-"An a-what-a?""It's like a totally important designer."Robber-"And I will totally shoot you in the head. Get down!"-Cher

What'd you care what he thinks, Murray? I'm the one who has to look at you. That was a big mistake. What am I going to do with you know? And right before the year book pictures? What am I gonna tell my grandchildren?-Dionne

I am rescuing her from teenage hell. Do you know the wounds of adolescence can take years to heal?"Paul-"Yeah, and you've never had a mother and your acting out on that poor girl as if she was you Barbie doll.-Cher

Why am I even listening to you to begin with? You're a virgin that can't drive!-Tai

Cher's saving herself for luke perry-dionne

Old people can be so sweet.-Cher

Cher: Hey Granola Breath, you got somethin' on your chin.Josh: I'm growing a goatee.Cher: Oh, that's nice. You don't want to be the last one at the coffee house without chin pubes.-Cher and Josh

Travis: I'm sorry about your shoes.Cher: What shoes?Travis: The red ones with the strappy thing...Cher: Oh, those? They're so last season! What even made you think of them?Travis: It's one of my steps. See, I joined this club...and they have al-Cher and Travis

Ever notice how wine makes people feel, like, sexy?-Christian

DIONNE: Hello, that was a stop sign. CHER: I totally paused!-Clueless

Esta parte me encanta, me la se de memoria
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JOSH
Yeah, well, it's a good learning experience, at least for me, I want to be a lawyer. But you, I mean, you don't need to be doing this. Go out and have fun, go shopping.
CHER
You think that's all I do, I'm just a ditz with a credit card?
JOSH
No, no, ah, that's not what I meant.
(Josh just stutters a bit, looking for the right words)
You're young and beautiful...and...
CHER
And?
JOSH
And, well, uh, what?
CHER
You think I'm beautiful?
(YES, YES!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, YES!!!!)
JOSH
You know your gorgeous, alright? And popular, and, um, and... but this is not why I, you know, I come here. This is a good learning experience for me.
CHER
You already said that.
JOSH
Mel, I wanna help out Mel. He's the only one who cares about me.
CHER
That's not true.
JOSH
He's not? Are you saying you care about me?
CHER
Josh.
(Cher goes to hit his shoulder, but he catches her with a kiss. Good move!)
(Both like it. So they try again.)

It's Friday I'm in Love

I'm Outty :)

Fashion Lover ó Fashion slave...

But never fashion victim.

Dislexia

No se que me pasa pero tengo una especie de dislexia, bueno,bueno estoy exagerando digamos que un problema de atención o leo con prisa porque siempre leo mal los anuncios, espectaculares, carteles y a veces mails y me llevo cada susto porque nunca tiene sentido lo que leo. Por ejemplo ayer venia yo manejando y veo un letrero que dice:

“TACOS DE GUISADO”

Pero después de releerlo porque al principio había leido:

“TACOS DE GUSANO”

Obvio me sorprendí, aunque pensandolo bien en México tenemos una cocina basada en insectos no es tan descabellado, pero supongo que aqui no tenemos la cultura de comer insectos y no los anunciarian como platillo proncipal.

Favorite Quotes from...

La LiLy y'all

- Oh Honey
- Reina
- Darling
- No soy mala hierba, solo hierba en mal lugar
- Cruiseazy
- oooola Ale Hola
- ush ush maniwis
- WTF?
- Be right Back (BRB)
- I Lika
- Do tell
- Woaw
- It cost a lot of money to look this cheap (Dolly Parton)
- m*o*n*d*a*y*s*u*c*k*s
- Rulea
- Pobrecita, pobrecita de ti
- Chafa
- Naaaaaaaacaaaaa
- Uy que Sad
- Beyotch

Y estas son unas quotes de sus favorite movies and sitcom...

Closer (2004/I)
Larry: I know who you are. I love you. I love everything about you that hurts.

Anna: Why is the sex so important? Larry: Because I'm a fucking caveman!

Dan: It's not safe out there. Alice: Oh, and it's safe in here?

Dan: I love you, and I need a piss.

Dan: You love her like a dog loves its owner. Larry: And the owner loves the dog for so doing. Dan: You'll hurt her. You'll never forgive her. Larry: Of course I'll forgive her. I *have* forgiven her. Without forgiveness we're savages. You're drowning.

Dan: Why are you dressed? Alice: Because I think you may be about to leave me and I didn't want to be wearing a dressing gown.

Alice: No one will ever love you as much as I do. Why isn't love enough?

Larry: I think you owe me for deceiving me so exquisitely.

Larry: But we're happy... Aren't we?

Alice: I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.

Larry: You forget you're dealing with a clinical observer of the human carnival.

Anna: Am I, now?

Larry: Oh, yes.

Anna: You seem more like the cat that got the cream, you can stop licking yourself.

Alice: How can one man be so endlessly disappointing?

Dan: That's my charm.


Larry: A good fight is never clean.


Larry: Of course she enjoyed it. As you know, she loves a guilty fuck.


Dan: I fell in love.



Alice: Oh, as if you had no choice? There's a moment, there's always a moment, "I can do this, I can give into this, or I can resist it", and I don't know when your moment was, but I bet you there was one.


Anna: I don't kiss strange men.

Dan: Neither do I.


Anna: I'm sorry you're...

Larry: Don't say it! Don't you fucking say you're too good for me. I am, but don't say it.


Dan: I want Anna back.

Larry: She's made her choice.

Dan: I owe you an apology. I fell in love with her. My intention was not to make you suffer. Larry: So where's the apology? Ya cunt.

Dan: I apologize. If you love her you'll let her go so she can be happy.

Larry: She doesn't want to be happy.

Dan: Everybody wants to be happy.

Larry: Depressives don't. They want to be unhappy to confirm they're depressed. If they were happy they couldn't be depressed anymore. They'd have to go out into the world and live. Which can be depressing.
Dan: And you left him, just like that? Alice: It's the only way to leave. "I don't love you anymore. Goodbye." Dan: Supposing you do still love them? Alice: You don't leave. Dan: You've never left someone you still love? Alice: Nope.
Dan: This will hurt.
Larry: Alice, tell me something that's true.

Alice: Lying's the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - but it's better if you do.
Larry: Dan, I lied to you. I did fuck Alice. Sorry for telling you. I'm just not big enough to forgive you, Buster.


Dan: When I get back, please tell me the truth. A

lice: Why?

Dan: Because I'm addicted to it. Because without it, we're animals. Trust me.

Alice: I don't want to lie. I can't tell the truth. So it's over.

Dan: At six, we stand round the computer and read the next day's page, make final changes, put in a few euphemisms to amuse ourselves...

Alice: Such as?

Dan: "He was a convivial fellow" - meaning he was an alcoholic. "He valued his privacy" - gay. "He enjoyed his privacy" - raging queen.



Alice: What would my euphemism be?

Dan: She was... disarming.

Alice: That's not a euphemism.

Dan: Yes, it is.


Larry: [on a photography exhibit] What do you think?

Alice: It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie. Larry: I'm the big fat liar's boyfriend. Alice: Bastard!

Dan: So, he's a dermatologist. Can you get more boring than that?

Anna: Obituarist?

Dan: Failed novelist, please.


Larry: There's a girl out there who calls herself Venus, what's her real name?

Alice: Pluto.


Dan: You think love is simple. You think the heart is like a diagram.

Larry: Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist, wrapped in blood! Go fuck yourself! You writer! You liar!
Larry: A heart is a fist covered in blood!


Anna: Don't stop loving me. I can see it draining out of you. It's me, remember? It was a stupid thing to do and it meant nothing. If you love me enough, you'll forgive me.


Alice: Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words.

Larry: You don't know the first thing about love, because you don't understand compromise.


Dan: Deception is brutal.

Larry: Why didn't you just tell me the second I walked through the door? Anna: I was scared. Larry: You're a coward, you spoiled bitch.

Dan: You've ruined my life. Anna: You'll get over it.

[as Alice strips for Larry] Larry: Are you flirting with me?

Alice: Maybe.

Larry: Are you allowed to flirt with me?

Alice: Sure.

Larry: Really?

Alice: No, I'm not. I'm breaking all the rules.

Larry: You're mocking me!

Alice: Yes, I'm allowed to flirt.

Alice: Why isn't love enough?

Larry: Are you leaving me? Because of this? Why? Anna: Dan. Larry: Cupid? He's our joke.

Dan: Do you have any children? Anna: No. Dan: Would you like some? Anna: Yes, but not today.

Dan: You came to, you focused on me, you said, Hello, stranger.

Alice: What a FLOOZY!

Larry: You think because you don't love us, or desire us, or even like us, you think you've won. Alice: It's not a war.

Anna: I don't want trouble.

Dan: I'm not trouble.

Anna: You're taken.

Dan: I've got to see you.

Anna: Tough.

Dan: You... KISSED me!

Anna: What are you - TWELVE?

Dan: What's so great about the truth? Try lying for a change; it's the currency of the world.

[first lines] Alice: Hello, stranger.

[each commenting on the other's lover] Larry: He's very pretty. Alice: She's... very tall.

Larry: You shouldn't smoke.

Alice: Fuck off.

Larry: I'm a doctor. I'm supposed to say things like that.

Larry: Everyone needs looking after.

Dan: I hate that I'm hurting you.

Alice: Then why are you?

Alice: You still fancy me? Dan: ...Of course. Alice: You're lying. I've been you.

Dan: I'm your stranger. Jump!
Anna: Love bores you. Dan: No, it disappoints me.

Kill Bill: Vol. 1 y Pulp Fiction

The Bride: Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now. EXCEPT YOU, SOFIE! You stay right where you are!

The Bride: It was not my intention to do this in front of you. For that I'm sorry. But you can take my word for it, your mother had it comin'. When you grow up, if you still feel raw about it, I'll be waiting.

Copperhead: So I suppose it's a little late for an apology, huh?

The Bride: You suppose correctly.

Copperhead: You have every right to want to get even.

The Bride: No. No. To get even? Even-Steven? I would have to kill you, go up to Nikki's room, kill her, then wait for your husband to come home, and kill him. That would be even, Verntia. That'd be about square.

Title Card: "Revenge is a dish best served cold" - Old Klingon proverb.

O-Ren Ishii: You didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you?

The Bride: You know, for a second there, yeah, I kinda did.

O-Ren Ishii: Silly rabbit. Trix are for kids.

Copperhead: So when do we do this?

The Bride: It all depends on when do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Copperhead: How about tonight, bitch?

The Bride: Splendid, where?

Elle Driver: I might never have liked you. Point of fact, I despise you. But that doesn't suggest I don't respect you. Dying in our sleep is a luxury our kind is rarely afforded. My gift to you.

Hattori Hanzo: Revenge is never a straight line. It's a forest, And like a forest it's easy to lose your way... To get lost... To forget where you came in.

The Bride: [English] I've kept you alive for two reasons. And the first reason is information. Sofie Fatale: [French] Burn in hell, blonde bitch! I'll tell you nothing!

The Bride: [English] But I am gonna ask you questions. And every time you don't give me answers, I'm gonna cut something off. And I promise you, they will be things you will miss.

Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?

Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?

Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.

Jules: Then what do they call it?

Vincent: They call it a Royale with cheese.

Jules: A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?

Vincent: Well, a Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.

Jules: Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?

Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.

Esmeralda: What is your name?

Butch: Butch.

Esmeralda: What does it mean?

Butch: I'm American, honey. Our names don't mean shit.

Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.

Vincent: Thank you. Mind if I shoot it up here?

Lance: Hey, mi casa su casa.

Mia: I said God Damn... God Damn.

Jules: If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.

The Wolf: Just because you are a character doesn't mean that you have character.

Mia: I'll be there in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

Butch: I'll be back before you can say Blueberry pie.

Fabienne: Blueberry pie.

Butch: OK, maybe not that fast...

Will & Grace

Will: C-3PO wasn't gay, he was British.

Jack: Women, can't live with them... end of sentence.

Jack: For your information, most people who meet me do not know that I am gay.

Will: Jack, blind and deaf people know you're gay. Dead people know you're gay.

Jack: Grace, when you first met me, did you know I was gay?

Jack: Let's touch tummies!

Grace: I want to marry...”the one."

Karen: And well you should, honey. How else are you going to get to "the two" and "the three"?

Grace: My dog knew.

Karen: Gosh, I don't think that I've ever been stressed out. Why would I be? I've got practically no responsibilities, my job's a breeze and I've got a KILLER rack. Good morning.

Karen: Hey Poodle.

Jack: Who's your daddy?

Karen: You are.

Jack: Hi, Grace. Who's your daddy?

Grace: [confused] His name is Martin Adler.

Karen: [to Grace] Oh Lord, honey, you are just as simple as that blouse you're wearin'.

Karen: Honey, I'm too tired to slap you. Bash your face up against my palm.

Jack: [rolls eyes and does so]

Jack: I cost a little more but I'm worth it.

Jack: Haley Joel Osment, you look fantastic!

Jack: Are you done? Wait a minute let me rephrase that. You're done!

Karen: You say potato, I say vodka.

Jack: OK, the hand is perfect, but it's more "are you kidding me with this, hoooooooooooe" Cher: Get a life. [walks away then turns around] Cher: [sings] If I could turn back time. Jack: [clears throat to sing] If I could turn back time, hoooooooooooe. Time hoooooooe. Time hoooooe. Time hoooooe. Cher: [slaps Jack] Snap out of it! [she leaves; Jack realizes who she really was and faints]

Karen: Anyone homo? Jack: I am. I am.

My worst fear

No se si recuerden que yo le tengo pánico a las lagartijas y derivados; ayer en la noche que llegué a mi casa había una mini lagartija en mi casa...no grité como loca porque ni siquiera me salía el grito pero mi corazón empezó a acelerarse y entré en pánico, mi peor pesadilla que horror ahí estaba super mini casi invisible pero yo la veia como si fuera un caimán.

El mendigo gato bueno para nada del Socrátes nomás la veia y como que queria jugar con ella pero hasta ahí y no podía permitir que se quedara adentro de la casa sino me iba ver en la necesidad de pasar la noche en vela pensando en que podía subirse a mi cama o algo así; estaba casi cerca de la puerta de la cocina así que me armé de valor abrí la puerta y como pude la aventé para afuera, ni siquiera tuve el valor de matarla ni nada soy bien gallinita.

Si lo se, lo se que mi miedo es de lo más tonto pero pues todos tenemos uno y no se si lo superaré algún día; el hecho de aventarla ayer creo que fué un gran paso. Ahora soy más fuerte.

I'm Outty :)

El Weekend Update

Este fin de semana que pasó es digno de post, en realidad fué un fin de semana sin planes sin expectativas y resultó ser un fin de semana super agusto y muy relajado que sin querer resultó ser muy bueno...sin más preámbulos iniciemos:

Viernes: El único plan que teniamos para este fin de semana era el del viernes, porque teniamos 2 compromisos, unos era la presentación de Flamenco de Clau y Gaby y la otra era el concierto de Zoe/Babasonicos. A las 8 fué la presentación de Gaby y Clau y aunque llegué unos minutillos tarde ahora si alcancé verlas bailar, porque el año pasado llegué muy tarde. Pero dejenme felicitarles porque todo les salió muy bien, y lucian muy lindas en el escenario. Como a las 10 llegamos a la Plaza Calafia; sí era un poquito tarde pero pues ni modo habia compromisos más importantes pero en general creo que el concierto estuvo bien, entramos con cortesias gracias a Mario (Gaby's man/friend) asi que estuvo bien, lo mejor del concierto fueran las T's estaban muy 'cool' y la Lily y yo a pesar de no ser super fans pues cada una compró la suya (y las 2 la estranamos al siguiente dia, jejeje. I know we are like fashion slaves). Después del concierto nos fuimos a casa de Mario ahi estuvimos super agusto platicando y tomando unos drinks, que por cierto debo darle mi reconocimiento a Mario porque me preparó un Whisky excelente (2 thumbs up). Y pues sin querer queriendo nos fuimos de ahi como a las 3 porque ya andabamos cansadonas.

Sábado: La verdad no me acuerdo que hice el sábado en la mañana...AH YA! vine a trabajar jejeje, realmente no me podia acordar (será que no es tan relevante). Vine a trabajar como a als 8:30 y salí como a las 12 de ahi derechito a mi casa a comer y dormirme porque andaba muy desvelada. Terminé durmiendo más de lo que esperaba, me levanté como a las 8 de la noche y recibí un mensajito de Lily diciendo que ya era tarde y no teniamos plan. Asi que nos comunicamos y quedamos en arreglarnos (poquito porque naturales somos igual de guapas) y ver para donde ibamos. Cuelgo de con Lily y en eso me llama un Newly found Old Friend Julian para hacerme una atenta invitación a la casa de unos amigos porque habian organizado una fiesta de despedida para un amigo. Entonces le dije: pues deja que llegue Lily, se lo propongo y te aviso. Y ya, Lily llegó por mi y como no habia mucho que hacer pues estabamos abiertas a propuestas asi que nos fuimos para allá y muy bien, no la pasamos platicando hasta nos pasó algo muy chistoso que nos dió mucha risa que al parecer a la anfitriona no, pero pues la verdad me da iguanas, dejenme les cuento: Yo necesitaba ir al baño asi que decidimos ir Lily y yop, la casa donde estabamos tiene atrás un departamentito y ahi es donde estaba el baño, asi que estaba todo medio oscuro y no encontraba el apagador del baño y tocaba la pared y nada solo sentia las conexiones y le digo a Lily: Lily no encuentro donde prender la luz y ya viene Lily y me dice: no seran estos que estan aqui afuerita? (habia unos apagadores en el pasillito) y Lily prendió y apagó como 10 veces y decia: q es lo q prende? apaga? nada cambia, y no pasó nada, y yo empiezo a aplaudir haber si así se prendian y apagaban; porque no se alguien recuerde que habia unos apagadores que prendian y apagaban aplaundiendo "clap it in". En eso entra la "anfitriona" con cara de pocos amigos y dice: aqui estan. Psss resulta que eran unos apagadores tan modernos que ni se sentian y menos se veian en la oscuridad una que iba saber, la Lily y yo muertas de la risa porque resulta que prendimos y apagamos las luces de afuera y pues todos los de la fiestecilla se dieron cuenta y por eso entró la "anfitriona" con cara de pujido, jejeje, en fin nos reivindicamos cuando entró una amiga de ella al baño y le pasó lo mismo, la Lily y yo empezamos a reirnos y aplaudir y los demás nos vieron con cara de "I think you are crazy". Rumbo a esa reunión Lily recordó que era cumple de un amigo de ella de la prepa y le marcó y pues tambien nos salió otra invitación entonces como a la 1 nos despedimos y nos fuimos a la casa del amigo de Lily, de hecho cuando llegamos ya se habian ido casi todos pero nos pusimos a platicar los poquitos que quedabamos y estuvo super agradable la platica, nos reimos mucho sin contar de las sorpresas y de los gossips que nos enteramos, estabamos muy agusto pero ya eran las 4 a.m. y era hora de irnos. Yo casi me dormí a las 5.

Domingo: Pues como me dormí a las 5 a.m. del domingo me desperté a las 13 hrs. del mismo, me levanté medio sacada de onda pero ya conforme iba despertando iba reaccionando. Desayuné algo y como a las 3 me marca mi amigo Dany para ir al cine porque en eso habiamos quedado un dia antes, me dice: vamos al cine a las 4:50? y yo: si, entonces ya me voy a meter a bañar, alratito nos vemos; le voy a decir a Lily haber si quiere ir. Y ya, le hablo a Lily y le digo que si quiere ir al cine y me dice: pues es que es el dia del padre y estamos aqui conviviendo con el, podrian ir mas tarde para yo poder ir? hay mole si quieres vengan a la casa y de aqui nos vamos al cine. y yo: pues le voy a decir a Daniel haber que dice te hablo para confirmar.

Llegó Daniel por mi como a las 4:30 y yo no estaba lista como siempre asi que apurada me termine de cambiar y agarré unas cosas para meterlas a la bolsa y salí corriendo, en el carro le digo a Daniel: Tengo algo que confesarte (bien gallinita), es que le hablé a Lily y me dijo que si ibamos a su casa y de ahi al cine porque ahorita tiene que estar con sus papas (yo metiendo las cosas en la bolsa y que me doy cuenta que solo traia mi celular y una carterita con mi I.D., es decir traia la bolsa vacia con las prisas ni me di cuenta), afortunadamente Daniel cedió y nos fuimos a casa de Lily, ya ni le avisé; llegamos y Lily sorprendida porque no sabía que ibamos a ir, llegamos y platicamos un rato y luego muy amablemente Lily me ofrece de comer y como buena visitante que soy acepté, me sirvió mole super rico hasta me puse a chupar los huesitos del pollo y me dice Lily: te sirvo mas? jejeje creo que fui muy obvia. Nos pusimos a platicar y luego nos dispusimos a checar los horarios de las pelis pero cada quien queria ver una distinta, en fin nos decidimos por la sugerida por Daniel y dejenme decirles que escogió muy bien porque la peli estaba hermosa me dejó con un vuelco en el corazón. Kudos to Dany!!! Aaaah olvidaba que como loquitan fan de Harry Potter que soy me tomé fotos con el Harry Potter de cartón que tienen en el cine anunciando la 5ta. peli que se estrena en Julio, jejeje.

En fin este fué mi fin de semana, gracias a todos por hacerlo tan agradable. Creo que no tiene nada que ver lo que hagas sino con quien lo hagas y si leen, el común denominador en este fin fué que los 3 dias platiqué muy agusto con todos los involucrados.

I'm Outty :)

Tacos al pastor

Tengo como un mes tratando de recordar este post y hasta hoy me acordé precisamente porque ibamos pasando por el lugar involucrado en esta historia.

Todos recuerdan la primera vez que comieron algo? pues yo si; yo recuerdo aquel día en que comí tacos al pastor por primera vez. Aclaro que no recuerdo fecha exacta pero si lo que pasó porque realmente a pesar de mis veintitantos que tenía en ese entonces fuí un poco ingenua.

Resulta que yo jamás en mi vida había comido tacos al pastor asi que mis amig@s decidieron llevarme donde ellas consideraban hacian los mejores tacos al pastor, ubicados en San Marcos. Y llegamos a la carretita donde los venden y pedimos nuestros respectivos tacos. Me dispuse a probarlos y tomando en cuenta que no tenia ninguna referencia consideré que estaban exquisitos. Ya platicando después sobre los tacos les digo: pues estan muy buenos, bla, bla,bla. Y luego les digo: Yo lo que si definitivamente no como es puerco, siempre me cae mal y mejor lo evito y me dicen: pues de que crees que estan hechos los tacos al pastor? y yo: pues de borrego, no? y ellas: pues claro que no, son de puerco y yo: a poco? pues es que pense que eran de borrego porque son tacos al pastor y pues los pastores son los que cuidan a los borreguitos y esa fue la conclusion que saque, borregos-pastores claro como el agua.

Creo que no he vuelto a comer tacos al pastor desde ese entonces o lo hice una vez mas y ya, pero por lo menos la primera vez me los comi agusto al no saber que eran de puerco. Oh todavia tengo tantas cosas que aprender y recordar no razonar mucho acerca de la comida.

I'm Outty :)

Flirt Radar Broken

Ayer fui a la caótica Wal-Mart de Calexico, creo que ya les había dicho que odio ir a Wal-Mart pero no tenia otra opción.


Así que llegué a mi casa comí super rápido y a las 5 ya iba rumbo a Calexico, porque aparte queria llegar al P.O. Box y cerraban a las 6. Entonces llamo al 7007000 y me dicen que la fila por la Garita vieja está de 10 a 15 minutos y como eran como las 5:15 pues dije, perfecto si alcanzo además de que pedٌí asesoría a la guru de las filas a Calexico que es la Lily y me dice: pues si es de 10 a 15 min. Calculale una media hora entonces si la haces por la vieja. Llego a la fila toda emocionada porque pense que llevaba todo el tiempo del mundo y la agarré com a la altura del HSBC y pues confiada en lo que el 7007000 y Lily me dijeron pues iba estar en Calexico in no time y ya iba yo avance y avance y de repente la mendiga nomás no se movia, estaba super lenta y claro que no era de 10 a 15 minutos hice casi 1 HORA de fila, y claro que no alcancé el PO Box porque cruce a las 6:15 estuve a punto de regresarme y no ir a Wal-Mart porque ya no andaba de humor pero era imperativo que fuera no tenia opción. Aclaro que no es porque Lily me haya aconsejado mal sino que debi preguntarle que si a la altura del HSBC era media hora, porque dice que de ahi no es media hora sino del parque. Ni modo ya sabré para la próxima, que espero que sea dentro de mucho tiempo.


Pero a que viene lo de mi flirt radar, es que cuando me toca cruzar a Calexico el oficial de Customs se puso muy coquetón y empezó a sacarme platica, que si donde trabajaba, que si que hacia, que esto y el otro y yo ni en cuenta, hasta después me cayó el 20 de que me porté medio seriesona con el no le seguí el rollo, pero la verdad venia tan enfadada de la fila que ni en cuenta.


Pero en general si, mi Flirt Radar es medio lentejas no sirvo para eso, me da flojera todo eso del flirteo se me hace medio fake. Si hay quimica eso sale solito.

I’m Outty :)

Favorite Quotes from...

Ally McBeal

Que les puedo decir sobre este programa, creo que todas tenemos una Ally McBeal dentro; por lo menos puedo decirles que mi vida se está convirtiendo muy a la Ally McBeal pero I like it is very fun, lo que si es que afortunadamente no he visto bebes en pañales bailando y con la cancioncita de "ugachaka ugachaka". Espero que disfruten estas frases tanto como yo.

Ally McBeal: There's no sin in loving men. Only pain!
Ally McBeal: We're not only wired to want what we can't have, but we're also wired to want what we really don't want.
Ally McBeal: You only die once!
Ally McBeal: When guys are persistent, it's romantic, they make movies about that. If it's a woman, then they cast Glenn Close.

Ally McBeal: Law and love are the same - romantic in concept but the actual practice can give you a yeast infection.
Ally McBeal: I like being a mess. It's who I am.

Ally McBeal: I've been dumped before, Renee. This isn't pain I'm feeling, it's nostalgia.

Renée Radick: Well, don't get me wrong, Ally... Ally McBeal: Why does everyone say that to me? Do I get everything wrong? Renée Radick: No, it's just that what I am about to say may sound like an insult, so I want to buffer it. Ally McBeal: Oh, okay. Renée Radick: Emotionally, you're an idiot.

[Ally's psychiatrist plays a tape of people laughing] Dr. Tracy Clark: Sometimes when a patient says something so competely naive, I find that my own laughter just isn't enough.
Elaine Vassal: She's two-thirds of a Rice Krispie treat. She's already snapped, and crackled, and she's ready for the final pop.

Ally McBeal: Even if I did get past all my problems, I'm just gonna get out and get new ones.
Ally McBeal: Remember, when you're with me, it's the only time you're not the strangest person in the room. So go ahead, get weird with me.

Georgia Thomas: Ally, what makes your problems so much bigger than everybody else's? Ally McBeal: They're mine.
Ally McBeal: We're women. We have a double standard to live up to.
Rabbi Stern: Are you always such a bitchy little thing? Ally McBeal: Bitchy? Rabbi Stern: Coming in here, insulting the Talmud, insulting me! Ally McBeal: What kind of rabbi calls somebody bitchy? Rabbi Stern: I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Ally McBeal: 'Cause I'm bitchy? God has no love for the bitchy? Rabbi Stern: Get out.
Ally McBeal: I am good in bed, Renee. [Renee laughs] Ally McBeal: What? Renée Radick: Ally, I'm your roommate. We have thin walls, and you... [Renee imitates small whining noises] Ally McBeal: I don't sound like that. Renée Radick: I make more noise breaking in a new shoe.
Ally McBeal: So how has it come to this? We're smart women, we're fairly attractive... Renée Radick: I'm even hot.
Richard Fish: She told her that you told her about what she told you. I'm in the middle and clueless. I feel like Elaine.
Elaine Vassal: I'm sure she's quite stupid, and in time, gravity will get her.
John "The Biscuit" Cage: The world is no longer a romantic place. Some of its people still are however, and therein lies the promise. Don't let the world win, Ally McBeal.
Ally McBeal: Maybe I'm happy and I just don't know it.
Ally McBeal: The real truth is, I probably don't want to be too happy or content. Because, then what? I actually like the quest, the search. That's the fun. The more lost you are, the more you have to look forward to. What do you know? I'm having a great time and I don't even know it.
Ally McBeal: Sometimes... there's no point in the truth if the only thing it will do is cause pain.
Ally McBeal: The idea that when people come together, they stay together. I have to take that with me when I'm going to bed at night, Even if I'm going to bed alone.
Ally McBeal: Men are like gum anyway - after you chew they lose their flavor.
Ally McBeal: Sometimes I'm more persuasive when I lack conviction.
Ally McBeal: [about Billy] He wants to have his cake and not eat me.
Ally McBeal: A thigh seemed innocent as parts go.
Ally McBeal: Hi! I'm Ally McBeal, homewrecker. Here's my card. Georgia Thomas: I already have it, thanks.
Dr. Tracy Clark: You kissed him? You're a slut! Ally McBeal: I... I am not! I am not a slut! Dr. Tracy Clark: Oh, come on! Don't fool yourself!
Ling Woo: It's a problem being beautiful. It's only the handsome men that ask us out because they're the only ones who think they have a chance. And handsome men are dolts. Life is unfair to us. At some point we have to face the certain reality: despite all the good the world seems to offer, true happiness can only be found in one thing - shopping.
Ling Woo: I'm rich. I only go into work to wear my outfits!
John "The Biscuit" Cage: I'm not going through an odd phase, I really am odd.
Ally McBeal: Wow... I have a boyfriend.
[Watches Nelle Porter unpin her bun and shake out her long, beautiful blonde hair] Ally McBeal: It's official: I HATE her!
Ally McBeal: Love isn't always enough. Larry: Yeah, it is. You go without it long enough and you realize it's everything.
Renée Radick: A penis is not a share toy.
Ally McBeal: Here I am, the victim of my own choices. And I'm just starting.
Georgia Thomas: At the end of the day, life is just this big wall of reality that we all crash into.
Ally McBeal: Maybe I'll share my life with somebody... maybe not. But the truth is, when I think back of my loneliest moments, there was usually somebody sitting there next to me.

Ally McBeal: [on her wardrobe] Men are constantly trying to mentally un-dress me. I'm just trying to save them some time, that's all.
John "The Biscuit" Cage: Men lie to get women into bed. Women lie to get men into matrimony. Those are the simple facts of life.

John "The Biscuit" Cage: Love. We all want it. Don't all get it. I remember telling my mother in high school I wanted to wait for the perfect girl. And she replied, "Idiot! Even if you found her, she might be holding out for the perfect man." She also said I wouldn't recognize love unless it bonked me on the head. And I retorted, "Well, why don't you come along with me, mom, and if you see love, you hit me on the head so I'll know." It was difficult as a young man taking my mother on dates. And then, one night, not a date night, but just one evening, I turned to my mom and, as i looked into her eyes, I could see... she was dead. She'd passed on quietly from an aneurysm, right there at the table. All she said was, "Ip." Sitting in a chair: a quiet little "Ip". It was her request to have her last words put on her tombstone. And I see people at the cemetery snickering when they read: "Joanna Cage. Beloved Mother. Ip." I miss my mother. Even though she's not here... I know she's still with me, smiling down on me... hoping I'll find love.
Renée Radick: Snow White. Cinderella. All about gettin' a guy. Being saved by the guy. Today it's the Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Pocahontas. All about gettin' a guy. Ally McBeal: So basically we're screwed up because of... Renée Radick: Disney.

[to Elaine] You're cute, in a slutty way.
Billy: Will you ever forgive my letting go? Ally McBeal: I'll forgive it. But I'm still not sure I'll ever understand it.
Ally McBeal: Sometimes... when you hold out for everything, you walk away with nothing.
Ally McBeal: I can't believe my life. One minute it's going okay, I mean... as okay as my life can get, then the gong knocks me completely off my feet.

“Today is going to be a...less bad day. I can feel it. Sometimes I wake up and know everything is going to be...less bad”

“I have to believe that it works...that when two people come together they stay together. I have to take that to bed with me at night even if I'm going to bed alone. That's a McBealism.”

“If you think back and replay your year, if it doesn't bring you tears either of joy or sadness, consider it wasted.”

“I'm not ashamed of wanting somebody to love -- I never have been, because I had it once. But maybe I never really had it.”

“I really hope he calls today, so I can hang up on him.”

“Where does it say that women can't act like men sometimes? I saw a cute piece of meat and I said to myself, you only live once. Be a man”

Happy Friday y'all

I'm Outty :)

¡¡Sunescan daluna buso!!

En la mañana me quedé con el ojo cuadrado por 2 cosas.

1. Hace meses los diputados creyeron conveninente autorizarse un aumento de sueldo del 14% aprox. unos 18,000 pesos porque pues no era suficiente lo que ganaban y como que no se sentian muy estimulados como para trabajar a favor de nuestro país y con 148,000 pesistos en la bolsa al mes pues ya como se animaban.

La Cámara de Diputados confirmó hasta este mes, en su página
de internet, el aumento salarial, con lo que la dieta mensual de los
legisladores quedó en 76 mil 700 pesos, más 27 mil 665 pesos para atención
ciudadana, y donde se refleja el incremento es en los ingresos para asistencia
legislativa, que subió a 44 mil pesos, cuando el año pasado fue de 26 mil
pesos.

Que guardadito se lo tenian, y adivinen quien anda defendiendo ese aumento?; psss los del PRD ellos que se lo merecen todo, que se la pasan chambeando ustedes saben es muy cansado eso de manifestarse todos los dias, mantener a los que estan en los plantones, al "presidente pejitimo", y ya saben miles de actividades que siempre le dan un toque de emoción a nuestra vida nacional.

En primer lugar yo creo que ellos no deberian de estar autorizados para autorizarse sus incrementos a sus "raquiticos" sueldos (pobechitos), como que son juez y parte?, ay Dios only in Mexico. En lugar de perder el tiempo en manifestarse por tonterias deberiamos de manifestarnos en contra de esos incrementos, ellos hacen lo que les de su gana con nuestro dinerito.

I'm sooo pissed :(

2. El Yoga teacher de Hoy está buenon, nunca le había puesto atención jejeje.

Favorite Quotes from...

When Harry met Sally

Esta peli son de las viejis que me encantan y puedo verla una y otra vez; antes de poner estas quotes casi dialogos, quiero decirles que me doy cuenta que yo soy Sally o me estoy convirtiendo en Sally I swear, no es a proposito pero hay mucho de Sally en mi. Es raro identificarte con un personaje ficticio de una peli, pero un dia tenia que pasarme la ficcion alcanzo mi realidad.

Sally Albright: Harry, you're going to have to try and find a way of not expressing every feeling that you have, every moment that you have them.

- I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you. - What? - I love you.
- How do you expect me to respond to this? - How about, you love me too. - How about, I'm leaving.

- You were going to be a gymnast. - A journalist. - Right, that's what I said.

Sally Albright: I don't have to take this crap from you. Harry Burns: If you're so over Joe, why aren't you seeing anyone? Sally Albright: I see people. Harry Burns: See people? Have you slept with one person since you broke up with Joe? Sally Albright: What the hell does that have to do with anything? That will prove I'm over Joe? Because I fuck somebody? Harry, you're gonna have to move back to New Jersey because you've slept with everybody in New York and I don't see that turning Helen into a faint memory for you. Besides, I will make love to somebody when it is making love. Not the way you do it like you're out for revenge or something.
Harry Burns: ...Are you finished now? Sally Albright: ...Yes. Harry Burns: Can I say something? Sally Albright: Yes. Harry Burns: ...I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It is so nice when you can sit with someone and not have to talk.

Sally Albright: The first date back is always the toughest, Harry. Harry Burns: You only had one date. How do you know it's not going to get worse? Sally Albright: How much worse can it get than finishing dinner, having him reach over, pull a hair out of my head and start flossing with it at the table? Harry Burns: We're talking dream date compared to my horror. It started out fine, she's a very nice person, and we're sitting and we're talking at this Ethiopian restaurant that she wanted to go to. And I was making jokes, you know like, "Hey I didn't know that they had food in Ethiopia? This will be a quick meal. I'll order two empty plates and we can leave." Yeah, nothing from her not even a smile.


Sally Albright: Well, if you must know, it was because he was very jealous, and I had these days of the week underpants. Harry Burns: Ehhhh. I'm sorry. I need the judges ruling on this. "Days of the weeks underpants"? Sally Albright: Yes. They had the days of the week on them, and I thought they were sort of funny. And then one day Sheldon says to me, "You never wear Sunday." It was all suspicious. Where was Sunday? Where had I left Sunday? And I told him, and he didn't believe me. Harry Burns: What? Sally Albright: They don't make Sunday. Harry Burns: Why not? Sally Albright: Because of God.
Right now everything is great, everyone is happy, everyone is in love and that is wonderful. But you gotta know that sooner or later you're gonna be screaming at each other about who's gonna get this dish. This eight dollar dish will cost you a thousand dollars in phone calls to the legal firm of That's Mine, This Is Yours.
Jess: I thought you liked it? Harry Burns: I was being nice.
- Is Harry bringing anybody to the wedding? - I don't think so. - Is he seeing anybody? - He was seeing this anthropologist, but... - What's she look like? - Thin. Pretty. Big tits. Your basic nightmare.

You see? That is just like you, Harry. You say things like that, and you make it impossible for me to hate you.

You know, I have a theory that hieroglyphics are just an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxy.

What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
- So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive? - No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too. - What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU? - Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Harry Burns: You take someone to the airport, its clearly the beginning of the relationship. That's why I have never taken anyone to the airport at the beginning of a relationship. Sally Albright: Why? Harry Burns: Because eventually things move on and you don't take someone to the airport and I never wanted anyone to say to me, How come you never take me to the airport anymore? Sally Albright: Its amazing. You look like a normal person but actually you are the angel of death.

Sally Albright: I thought you didn't believe men and women could be friends. Harry Burns: When did I say that? Sally Albright: On the ride to New York. Harry Burns: No, no, no, I never said that... Yes, that's right, they can't be friends. Unless both of them are involved with other people, then they can... This is an amendment to the earlier rule. If the two people are in relationships, the pressure of possible involvement is lifted... That doesn't work either, because what happens then is, the person you're involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you're just friends with. Like it means something is missing from the relationship and why do you have to go outside to get it? And when you say "No, no, no it's not true, nothing is missing from the relationship," the person you're involved with then accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which you probably are. I mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding, let's face it. Which brings us back to the earlier rule before the amendment, which is men and women can't be friends.

Harry Burns: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance. Sally Albright: Which one am I? Harry Burns: You're the worst kind. You're high maintenance but you think you're low maintenance.

Most women at one time or another have faked it.
I came here tonight because 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.

- Marriages don't break up on account of infidelity. It's just a symptom that something else is wrong. - Oh really? Well, that "symptom" is fucking my wife.

All I'm saying is that somewhere out there is the man you are supposed to marry. And if you don't get him first, somebody else will, and you'll have to spend the rest of your life knowing that somebody else is married to your husband


The fact that you're not answering leads me to believe you're either (a) not at home, (b) home but don't want to talk to me, or (c) home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it's either (a) or (c), please call me back.

I am not your consolation prize, Harry.


Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste.

Restaurants are to people in the 80's what theatres were to people in the 60's. I read it in a magazine.
Sally: He just met her... She's supposed to be his transitional person, she's not supposed to be the ONE. All this time I thought he didn't want to get married. But, the truth is, he didn't want to marry me. He didn't love me. Harry: If you could take him back now, would you? Sally: No. But why didn't he want to marry me? What's the matter with me? Harry: Nothing. Sally: I'm difficult. Harry: You're challenging. Sally: I'm too structured, I'm completely closed off. Harry: But in a good way. Sally: No, no, no, I drove him away. AND, I'm gonna be forty. Harry: When? Sally: Someday. Harry: In eight years. Sally: But it's there. It's just sitting there, like some big dead end. And it's not the same for men. Charlie Chaplin had kids when he was 73. Harry: Yeah, but he was too old to pick them up.

Sally: When Joe and I started seeing each other, we wanted exactly the same thing. We wanted to live together, but we didn't want to get married because every time anyone we knew got married, it ruined their relationship. They practically never had sex again. It's true, it's one of the secrets that no one ever tells you. I would sit around with my girlfriends who have kids - and, actually, my one girlfriend who has kids, Alice - and she would complain about how she and Gary never did it anymore. She didn't even complain about it, now that I think about it. She just said it matter-of-factly. She said they were up all night, they were both exhausted all the time, the kids just took every sexual impulse they had out of them. And Joe and I used to talk about it, and we'd say we were so lucky we have this wonderful relationship, we can have sex on the kitchen floor and not worry about the kids walking in. We can fly off to Rome on a moment's notice. And then one day I was taking Alice's little girl for the afternoon because I'd promised to take her to the circus, and we were in the cab playing "I Spy" - I spy a mailbox, I spy a lamp-post - and she looked out the window and she saw this man and this woman with these two little kids. And the man had one of the little kids on his shoulders, and she said, "I spy a family." And I started to cry. You know, I just started crying. And I went home, and I said, "The thing is, Joe, we never do fly off to Rome on a moment's notice." Harry: And the kitchen floor? Sally: [sadly] Not once. It's this very cold, hard Mexican ceramic tile.

Sally Albright: At least I got the apartment. Harry Burns: That's what everyone says. But, really, what's so hard about finding an apartment? What you do is look in the obituary section. You see who died, find out where they lived, and tip the doorman. What they could do to make it easier is combine the two. You know, Mr. Kline died yesterday, leaving behind a wife, two children, and a spacious three bedroom apartment with a wood burning fireplace.

Miscellaneous

Hello my dear readers, para no hacer 3 o 4 mini posts mejor decidi hacer uno grande con temas varios, llamemosle "multipost". Comencemos:

- Messenger nicks
Todos sabemos que el nick de nuestro messenger es utilizado para publicar, anunciar o decir algo. Yo lo hago y tú, no me lo puedes negar; es un arma for good or for evil. Ultimamente tengo asi como 'issues' con mi nick porque ninguno me llena el ojo, mis subnicks son fabulosos pero el mero mero no lo encuentro y no quiero verme obligada a sacar del baul de los recuerdos viejos nicks. O tambien me pasa de que veo muchos que me gustan pero son muy largos y si los sintetiso como que pierden su esencia. A veces quisiera poner todas las frases del mundo (y la exagerada?) en mi nick pero es imposible , and makes me crazy pero luego recuerdo que tengo my dear Blog y aqui puedo desplayarme. I ♥ BLOG.

- Back to the Future
Puede sonar un poquito raro decir esto, yo que soy como movie guru (beware Siskel & Roeper jajaja) pero el domingo vi por primera vez el principio de 'Back to the future' después de 20 años o mas que se estrenó. Me encanta la trilogia de BttF he visto las 3 una y otra vez en la tele, el problema es que la 1 nunca la he visto desde el principio y como nunca veia el principio el final se me hacia como rarito no entendia mucho eso de que el Marty este todo confundido porque la mama esta flaca, el hermano anda bien vestido y la hermana tenga muchos pretendientes, etc; por lo general siempre me tocaba verlo cuando el 'Doc' y Marty estan en el estacionamiento del centro comercial y estan grabando y llegan los terroristas. Asi que el domingo fue historico para mi. Y sin planerlo, porque le estaba cambiando a la tele y vi que estaba empezando una peli, asi que le deje para ver cual era y de pronto veo que era BttF, OMG!!! abri los ojotes, porque por primera vez iba poder verla desde el minuto 1. Ahora entiendo el final. Que alivio pense que iba ir por la vida incompleta por no concer el principio. Uf Que alivio, aunque aun no estoy completa, jejeje.

- Pulling a Britney
Yep, so today I pulled a Britney. Hoy traia una falda y no era una mini falda, era una falda a la rodilla nada revelador, peeeero cuando llego a mi casa y me bajo del carro primero saco una pierna y la otra la dejo adentro y me volteo a agarrar mi bolsa, loncherita, botella con agua y no me di cuenta que todo ese tiempo estaba como Britney Spears la unica diferencia es que yo si traia 'undies' aunque no habia nadie enfrente de mi sin darme cuenta estaba dando mi show x-rated. De ahora en adelante no sere tan criticona (si lee el 'tan'?) cuando vea la foto de una Britney, Paris, Nicole, Lindsay, y una larga lista flasheando a los Paparazzis. Es tan facil, y uno ni se da cuenta, been there girls I'm with ya, jejeje.

- Graphic tees
I loooove graphic tees, ya saben las que tienen dibujitos, mensajes, algun personaje, etc. Las quiero, me gustan, por lo general siempre compro una cuando compro de las demas normalitas. Creo que son divertidas y me hacen reir mucho los mensajes de algunas. Pero me pregunto, estoy muy viejis para usar ese tipo de ropa? otra cosa que me encanta son los tenis tipo converse, Puma osea de los que son como para salir, porque de los deportivos nunca compro, ni los uso. El caso es que mi mama siempre me dice que compro ropa de chamaquita, y yo la verdad no estoy de acuerdo con ella yo opino que es ropa divertida y mientras que no me las pongo con short shorts o algo asi creo que me van. Es un toqu juvenil sin caer en lo ridiculo, aunque el otro dia veia un programa donde una sra. de 30 y tantos la empezaron a criticar porque usaba tipo esas camisetas y le decian que ya no debia de comprar en el 'juniors' department. Ay por favor, we just want to have fun with our clothes. No le veo nada de malo. La ultima que me compre dice: Little Miss Stubborn (yep, that's me sometimes). Estoy de acuerdo que hay ropa para cada ocasion y claro que no voy a ir a un restaurante, junta o algo asi con esa camiseta. Relax I know the rules.

Bueno esto es todo por hoy. Me dio gusto compartir este multipost con ustedes.

I'm Outty :)

Tuya Soy

Hoy amanecí con esta canción en la cabeza; me gusta mucho y la tocan en Misa por lo general después de comulgar en el momento de la reflexión.

"TUYO SOY "

Yo no soy nada y del polvo nací,
pero Tú me amas y moriste por mí.
Ante la cruz sólo puedo exclamar:
Tuyo soy, tuyo soy.

TOMA MIS MANOS, TE PIDO,
TOMA MIS LABIOS, TE AMO,
TOMA MI VIDA, OH PADRE,
TUYO SOY, TUYO SOY.

Cuando de rodillas te miro,oh Jesús,
veo tu grandeza y mi pequeñez.
¿Qué puedo darte yo? Sólo mi ser.
Tuyo soy, tuyo soy.

Autor: P. Mariano de Blas, LC

Campaña Politica ó Concurso de Popularidad?

Pues como todos sabemos hace 2 semanitas iniciaron "oficialmente" las campañas electorales en BC para votar por Gobernador, Presidentes Municipales y Diputados.

Hasta ahorita desde mi punto de vista todos los candidatos y las campañas estan de flojera, la verdad a mi no me tienen que convencer mucho porque tengo bien claro por quien no quiero votar.

Ayer iba manejando por la Lopez Mateos y me llamó mucho la atención los cartelones del Candidato a diputado por el III Distrito Gomez Michel (PT-Convergencia); ya los había visto pero no les había puesto atención. Creo que son muy llamativos porque el naranja resalta bastante incluso los carteles estan a lado de unos desangelados postercillos de los candidatos a gobernadores por el PAN y el PRI.

Chequenlos son practicamente de tamaño natural con fondo anaranjado y el candidato está en pose bien dandy y cool, creo que se cree modelo de GQ o algo así; yo creo que el no va por el puesto el quiere salir en las fotos y coincidentemente vi en la tele su spot y es tipo cuando anuncian el estreno de una peli: "proximamente en su casilla más cercana..." o algo así dice. Yo pertenezco al III Distrito y hasta ahorita es el único candidato que conozco.

Toda esta promoción ayudará a que gane? no sabria decirles porque en realidad su campaña carece de propuestas aunque es para diputado, ¿qué propuestas puede tener? si no hacen nada; pero lo que si es que está haciendo mucho ruido. Pero si no gana deberian de darle el premio de Fotogenia, porque eso ya lo tiene bien ganado. Pero me parece que PT y Convergencia nomás estan apostandole a ese distrito porque no veo publicidad de otros candidatos de esos partidos solamente de Gomez Michel. Será?

Bueno eso es todo, pero no dejen de votar y cuidado con la marea roja porque es extremadamente dañina y causa de desastres naturales.

I'm Outty :)

Weekend update

Pues como ando ahorrando en posts aqui les voy hacer un resumen de todo lo que quise escribir pero no pude debido a que la mayor parte del tiempo me la pase dormida durante esta semana.
○ Empezaré por el fin de semana pasado que estuvo excelente, bueno no tanto digamos que agridulce.
Primero lo malo: mi perrita Frida se me enfermo el miercoles y la internamos y le hicieron analisis y toda la cosa y pues no tenia remedio, la tuvieron que sacrificar el sabado. Super triste todo e inesperado pero pues c'est la vie, la fuimos a enterrar dignamente como ella se merecia.
Lo excelente: estando yo triste, triste y sin ganas de hacer nada me habla la Lily; bueno no me llama mejor dicho envia un mensajito preguntando que si alguien queria ir con ella al concierto de Chayane, porque ella originalmente iba ir con sus "amigas" (Oh no they didn't?) del Villa y las "a-mi-gas" hicieron sus planes without her y no tenia con quien ir, entonces como al parecer nadie se habia apuntado le dije: "si no encuentras a nadie yo te acompaño, no tengo ganas de ir pero pues para que no vayas sola" (now that's friendship all about). Pues ni tarde ni perezosa la Lily me invita formalmente al concierto y me da 1 hr. para estar lista, asi que manejo como nunca hasta mi casa y me meto a bañar y arreglarme. El concierto empezaba a las 8 y a las 7 ibamos camino a sunny SD, para esto le habla una de sus evil friends para decirle que su plan se vino abajo y que estaba free para irse con ella y la lily como es bien buena onda le dice que tiene un lugarcito en su carro y la evil friend le dice: nos vamos a quedar alla a dormir? y la lily: NOT!, con trabajos voy; y la evil friend: aaah, entonces dejame considerarlo porque pues yo queria quedarme alla y la lily: ok, todavia estas a tiempo estamos poniendo gasolina. 1 minute later; evil friend: sabes que mejor vayanse ustedes (uy que buena onda, no? tenemos su blessing). Pues nos fuimos y super bien llegamos al Sports Arena a las 8:30 nos bajamos y como sabiamos que las evil friends de Lily no iban estar pues nos sentamos en sus lugares que eran un poquito mas enfrente que los originales asi que estaba perfecta la vista.
Yo no soy fan de Chayane y me se una que otra canción pero se luce ese hombre, baila super bien y a pesar de las fallas tecnicas el con una sonrisota, interactuando con el publico, le pasaron un celular e hizo una llamada y no es por naca ni nada pero la lily y yo estamos seguritas que hicimos eye contact con el y nos sonrió I swear; el tiempo se paso rapidisimo y se acabó como a las 10 de ahi decidimos que teniamos hambre y nos fuimos a cenar a un lugar super cool y super nice, la noche estaba muy agusto como para seguirle pero pues ni modo teniamos que regresar. Hasta eso que fui buena copiloto porque usualmente para cuando voy a la altura del Golden Acorn Casino yo ya vengo bien dormida y ahora aguanté; le dije a Lily: Mira el Golden acorn y luego no recuerdo nada....hasta Mexicali. Pero aprovecho el espacio para decirle a Lily que agradezco que me haya invitado me la pasé excelente. KUDOS TO LILY. El dominguito super relax rentamos unas pelis El Laberinto del Fauno y Stranger than Fiction muy buenas elecciones.
Nota: El Chayane al final del concierto traia unos Heelys y son la buena onda, la Lily ya anda queriendo unos. Don't walk, slide through life (hey, deberia de venderles este slogan)

○ Ahora les contaré un poquito de este fin de semana que ya está a punto de concluir. El viernes estuvo excelente! I had a blast. No voy a dar muchos detalles del quien, como, donde pero citando a Lily: "es como Disneylandia".
Sabadito estuvo lleno de compromisos. Shopping, Haircut, Parties. Sobre el shopping no voy a dar detalles porque aunque lo disfruto en exceso Dios mio me da penita admitir que I have a problem. Sobre mi corte de cabello, demonios tengo semanas y semanas dandole vuelta al asunto de cortarme el cabello; antes para mi no era ningun problema porque amo el cabello corto pero ultimamente estaba amando mi long curly hair. Pero no es justo creo que mi pelo esta comploteando en mi contra porque me estaba haciendo la decision mas dificil, ultimamente tenia muchos 'good hair days'. Pero decidi que era tiempo de un corte y ese tiempo se cumplio ayer. I kinda miss my long curly hair but I'm loving my new do. So no biggie it will grow back.
Despues de mi haircut me fui a mi casa para darme una arregladita para ir a una fiestecilla pero como teniamos otro compromiso estuvimos muy poco tiempo ahi. Despues de ahi Clau, Gaby, Lily y yo seguimos nuestro propio party hasta el amanecer, en general la pasamos muy bien.

○ Dejenme decirles, yo no se que voy hacer hoy, mañana o en 10 años, lo que si se es donde voy estar a finales del 2009. En Florida; sip leyeron bien, en Florida. En la semana salio la noticia de que Universal Studios hará un theme park de Harry Potter. Now that's people who knows how to do bizznazz. I'm so there, 2009 please hurry up. Diosito dame mas tiempo, pleaseeee.

○ Ahorita estoy viendo los MTV movie Awards y dejenme decirles que son por mucho mejores que el año pasado. Jack Black es chistoso y todo pero como conductor nomas no, le faltó espontaneidad. Lo rescatable del año pasado fué Sara Silverman y por eso la invitaron como conductora este año y en mi opinion lo hizo muy bien tuvo muy buenos momentos.

Bueno es todo

I'm outty :)

My Life

Ayer leyendo una VF vi un Ad de American Express llamado My Life.My card donde gente reconocida como Martin Scorsese, Robert De Niro, Ellen Degeneres entre otros contestan este petite cuestionario que se me hizo interesante y me gustó la idea de hacer el mio aunque my card no sea AE.

My Name: Alejandra S B
Childhood Ambition: Work at Disneyland as a Princess
Fondest Memory: Skydiving
Soundtrack: Joaquin Sabina
Retreat: My room
Wildest Dream: Broadway Spree, living in France
Proudest Moment: Buying my own car
Biggest Challenge: Still to come
Alarm Clock: Enemy
Perfect Day: rainy day, at home, waking up late, cup of coffee, watching my favorite movies, not worrying about the clock.
First Job: Banjercito
Indulgence: Shopping
Last Purchase: Shoes
Favorite Movie: Sliding Doors Steel Magnolias
Inspiration: My Friends & Books
My Life: A little bit rough around the edges, but so far so good. Enjoying it everyday.
My Card: guilty pleasure

Favorite quotes from...

Steel Magnolias

Well, you know what they say: if you don't have anything nice to say about anybody, come sit by me!

In a good shoe, I wear a size six, but a seven feels so good, I buy a size eight.

Time marches on and sooner or later you realize it is marchin' across your face.

- I kind of like hiring somebody with a past.
- She can't be more than eighteen. She hasn't had time to have a past.
- Oh get with it, Clairee. This is the eighties. If you can achieve puberty, you can achieve a past.

I'm not crazy, M'Lynn, I've just been in a very bad mood for 40 years!

Sure there may be risk involved, but that's true for anybody. But you get through it and life goes on.

I would rather have thirty minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special.
Mama, you worry too much. In fact I never worry 'cause I always know you're worried enough for the both of us.

When it comes to pain and suffering, she's right up there with Elizabeth Taylor.

Miss Truvy, I promise that my personal tragedy will not interfere with my ability to do good hair.

- Truvy, you know what you need in here? You need a radio, takes the pressure off of everyone feeling they have to talk so much.
-I had one once, but I threw it up against the wall when I couldn't figure out where the batteries went. I know now I was suffering from pre-menstrual syndrome.

I have a strict policy that nobody cries alone in my presence.

I love ya more than my luggage.

That, which does not kill us, makes us stronger.

The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to accessorize.

Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.

Smile! It increases your face value. Oh, honey, God don't care which church you go, long as you show up!

- A lot she cares. Ousier's never done a religious thing in her life.
-Now that is not true. When I was in school, a bunch of my friends and I would dress up as nuns and go bar-hoppin'.

A dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste.

-You are playin' hard to get!
-At her age, she should be playin' beat the clock.

There is no such thing as natural beauty.

I don't like her. I don't trust anyone who does their own hair. I don't think it's natural.

Louie brought his new girlfriend over, and the nicest thing I can say about her is all her tattoos are spelled correctly.

I find it amusing. Men are supposed to be made out of steel or something. I just sat there. I just held Shelby's hand. There was no noise, no tremble, just peace. Oh god. I realize as a woman how lucky I am. I was there when that wonderful creature drifted into my life and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life. (Super sad moment)

Don't try to get on my good side, I no longer have one!

Cry Baby

Oh cielos, me estoy convirtiendo en una persona muy sentimental, con la lagrimita a la orden del día; casi, casi tengo PMS 24/7 I hate my self. De todo ando llorando, por ejemplo el otro dia estaba viendo en la televisión y sale un reportaje sobre la presentación de un libro que escribió el hijo de un sobreviviente de Aushwitz que aún vive y en México; sale el Señor ya de noventa y tantos años con su número tatuado en el brazo y empiezan a describir un poco del porque del libro etc, OMG lo estaba viendo y empecé a llorar.

Viendo el programa de Oprah y estaba entrevistando a una muchacha que perdió sus 2 piernas en los atentados del Underground de Londres y como ella no sentia ningun rencor y que habia aprendido a perdonar y no sentir odio hacia las personas que cometieron el atentado, que le daba gracias a Dios de estar viva, etc. Y pues imaginense estaba en la cocina preparandome de comer y con la lagrima y ni estaba partiendo cebolla, digo para aprovechar no.

Luego tengo un calendario de UPS donde en cada mes viene una foto de un empleado de UPS y cuentan un poco sobre esa persona y como hacen una diferencia en su comunidad y estaba leyendo de 3 empleadas que se enteraron que en un hospital estaban esperando un paquete para poder operar a un bebe que nació prematuro y en lugar de esperar a que el paquete siguiera su curso normalito lo que hicieron fué tomar el paquete y manejar 200 millas llevarlo al hospital y que llegara mucho antes de lo que se esperaba a pesar de que había muchisimo tráfico porque faltaban 2 dias para navidad. Sniff, sniff.

No se que sea o tal vez ya cansada de escuchar puras noticias feas realmente me conmuevo al ver historias como estas que enaltecen el espiritu humano y te dan una esperanza de saber que no todo está perdido.

Hoy van a pasar Steel Magnolias en la tele y no pienso perdermela, lo que es que voy a preparar mi caja con pañuelitos porque esa peli me hace llorar :'(

I’m Outty

Biología y algo más

Cuando era estudiante de secundaria siempre fuí super aplicada, siempre estaba entre los primeros 3 lugares de mi grupo, era bien cumplida con mis tareas, trabajos, etc. Pero cuando entro a la prepa todo cambió, entre a un mundo que jamás había experimentado, ese en el cual es una opción cumplir o no con las reglas, entonces hice lo cualquiera haria no entraba a clases, copiaba en los examenes ó estudiaba una hora antes. y en algunas clases me dormia. No recuerdo haber tenido una materia que me apasionara; supongo que también tiene mucho que ver los maestros que las imparten. Hasta eso siempre fuí muy buena en matemáticas que por lo general es el dolor de cabeza de todos los estudiantes; lo que si puedo decirles es que habí una materia que odiaba y jamás moví un dedo por pasarla con honores y esa era Biologia.

Odiaba biología, una vez que me explicaron de donde venian los bebes le perdí el interes a la materia ya sabia la parte más importante. El caso es que entraba a clases y me ponia a divagar por el universo o me sacaban de clases por estar platicando, como yo soy muy decente e incapaz de usar acordeones lo que hacia me escribia las respuestas de los examenes en las suelas de mis converse azules (que extraño muchisimo, la mensa los tiró; osea yo). Un día por error puse atención (jejeje) y hablaban del Ritmo Circadiano que es como nuestro relojito interno que nos dice que cuando sea de noche hay que dormir y cuando sea de día debemos despertarnos. Y esa mendiga palabrita se quedó tatuada en mi cabeza 4ever. Imaginense todo lo que sabria si hubiera puesto más atención, a lo mejor sería otra Pasteur o Mendel.

Anyway, últimamente me viene mucho eso a la cabeza porque creo que mi relojito interno (tic-tac) se descompuso y ahora estoy durmiendo de día y me mantengo despierta de noche. Oh no I didn't! Yes I'm a freak. De noche me pongo a hacer cosas que deberia de hacer de día, como lavar platos, sacudir mi cuarto (me siento como Mónica de Friends), ver la tele, darle de comer a mis mascotas, etc.

No se que hacer, alguna sugerencia? Lo único que se me ocurre es:
1.- Buscarme un trabajo de noche; pero de los decentes, como velador, guardia de seguridad, cajero en algún AM/PM, café Sanborn's. No caeria mal el dinerito extra.
2.- Convertirme en superheroe, tipo Batman
3.- Consegurime nuevos amigos en Japón, España, Francia, osea del otro lado del charco para tener con quien platicar, porque de repente es aburrido.

Slepless in Mexicali

It's Friday, I'm in love!!! I'm outty guys.