Do not mess around with this. My own dear wife had pneumonia last year and the recovery time is long. Take care of your self and follow Doctor's orders!

Just press the red button. (they're cute)

I can't sleep >=/

Neither can I. To top it all off, I just puked 4 times. :(

Sucks kid, feel better. Tell your mom to get you ginger ale and eat some saltine crackers. DO IT.

I'm a veterinary technician.

Maybe you'd be able to sleep if you'd stop puking. Jeez, didn't that ever occur to you?

Perfect!!
My neice is in school for that right now - her calling too. Hard work but she LOVES it.

Hungry, anyone?

Hey, I Stumbled that earlier on today and nearly submitted it.

Sheesh...

Where is that? How do I get there?????

Does anyone know when is Plime's birthday?

My two youngest boys ran a 1 mile race today for their annual school run.

*Proud dad*





HooHah!!

During the research for our next movie project, we're supposed to write three mini-poems in free verse each day, trying to capture the small moments of our everyday lives that might become pictures one day. Dude, that sucks, you might say now, and you're right. Nevertheless, here are my first ones:

Cafeteria dish of the day #2:
Schnitzel with mushrooms.
He slams his fist on the table:
German, he exclaims, German!
June 3rd

Threetwentytwo AM, digital puncture thermometer:
Twentyfourpointnine degrees Celsius seventysixpointfive degrees Fahrenheit
twentyfourpointnine seventysixpointfive twentyfourpointnine
And the window's open already.
June 3rd

Cigarettes
I'm in love,
she said, standing outside the door
That's all I needed, I said.
June 4th

The Japanese cat in the shop window
didn't mean me at all
when she waved.
Bummer. Maybe tomorrow.
June 4th

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o_O

I think I'll go for the documentary option.

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Venezuelan Profile:

There isn't anyone who knows a Venezuelan, or at the very least, knows someone who knows a Venezuelan.

In many cases, a knowledgeable professor was asked: What is a Venezuelan?

His answer:

Ah, Venezuelans... what a difficult question! Venezuelans are among you, but are not part of you. Venezuelans drink happiness and sadness from the same cup. They make music of their laments and laugh at the music.

The Venezuelans take jokes seriously and make jokes of serious issues. They don't trust anyone and believe in everything.

Don't you dare argue with them, ever! Venezuelans are born with knowledge. They don't need to read, they know everything! They don't need to travel, the have seen everything!

The Venezuelans are sort of the choosen people... by them.

The Venezuelans are individually characterized by their sympathy and intelligence and, in groups, by their screaming and passion. Every single one of them carry with them the spark of a genius but geniouses don't get along amongst themselves, from there to gather Venezuelans is easy, to unite them nearly impossible.

Don't speak to them about logic, since it implies reasoning and mesure and Venezuelans are hyperbolic and exaggerated. For example, if you are invited to eat at a restaurant, you were not invited to the best restaurant of town, but to the best restaurant in the world.

When they argue, they don't say: "I don't agree with you", but "You are completely wrong!"

They have anthropofagic tendencies; so that the phrase: "He ate it!" is an expression of admiration and to eat wire is a sign of a critical situation.

To call a Venezuelan "Pajuo" (fapper) is a lacerating insult.

The Venezuelan loves contradiction so much that they call their beautiful women 'monsters' and the erudites 'barbaric'.

If you a health issue, they advise: "Hey man, you should have spoken to me so I could take you to this doctor friend of mine that is a shot on the floor!"

The Venezuelans offer solutions before knowing the problem. For them, there is never a problem.

They don't understand why others don't understand their simple ideas and they can't seem to finally understand why no one wants to learn to speak Spanish like they do.

Ah, Venezuelans... We can't live with them, but it is impossible to live without them!

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Oh yeah, guess who can't sleep again.

Guess who's up already because it's 9:30.

chat then.