Oops... it seems I had forgotten to post! But the truth is that i've become lazier and with all the World Cup stuff... my brain dried. Here I am again.
New posts coming soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This one goes to...
The first person who actually took me seriously (at 14), even when I was joking; the first person I met who is not afraid of speaking what it's inside; someone to share joys and failures, who won't judge me; the only person who I can lost track of for years.... and still talk as if we just had said goodbye the day before.
Someone who's happy for me and my decisions... even when they are weird.
Someone whose friendship means much for me.
Someone who came back in the right moment to make me think about some bullshit I was thinking.
For all of the above, and many more things.....

Welcome back my friend!!

Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble.

In order to keep the bank from re-possessing the ranch they need to purchase a bull from*a stockyard in a far-away town so that they can breed their own stock. They only have $600 left.

Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home."

The brunette arrives at the stockyard, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news.

She walks into the telegraph office, and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home." The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word." Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word. After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want you to send her the word "comfortable."

The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word "comfortable?" The brunette explains, "My sister's blonde. The word's big. She'll read it very slowly... com-for-da-bull."

Everytime a website requests some private information from you (house phone, cell, address, zip code, last name, etc), you should think twice before writing it down. It could be a way to keep in touch with your friends and family...but it can be a pain in the ass as well.
I was online on MSN when a friend of mine told me that a gay guy had seen his portfolio pic and sent him an email, hitting on him.
I don't have anything against gay people. I have gay friends and acquaintances and they are really nice. What I don't like is gay people trying to be "liberal" and send mails to guys who they KNOW they're not gay (the guy wrote on the email "it's such a pity that you're not gay".
My friend was kinda upset, so I contacted the guy and asked him nicely why he was hitting on my friend just because he saw his e-portfolio. That's lame, isn't it??
He told me that he had something to do with my friend in the past, and it was a good moment to take him back. WTF? I thought there was no worse thing as a scorned woman.... Now I see the next worst thing is a scorned gay.
hahaha Bitch!
The problem is that it doesn't happen just with gays, it happens everywhere. I have a page in a couple of social networking sites, and I've gotten weird sick comments from people all over the world.
Just by typing some people´s name on Google, you can know everything about them because they registered in some website and wrote down all their details: full name, cell, house number, address, the school or workplace... This is a good way for stalkers and crazy peeps to find new victims. Watch out!!
Bye everyone!!