Por muito que custe…

O meu despertador favorito está estragado.

E parece que não tem arranjo…

No, you can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man

You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need

Oh yeah, hey hey hey, oh…

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, “We’re gonna vent our frustration
If we don’t we’re gonna blow a 50-amp fuse”
Sing it to me now…

You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need
Oh baby, yeah, yeah!

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was “dead”
I said to him

You can’t always get what you want, no!
You can’t always get what you want (tell ya baby)
You can’t always get what you want (no)
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
Oh yes! Woo!

You get what you need–yeah, oh baby!
Oh yeah!

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands

You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

You can’t always get what you want (no, no baby)
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need, ah yes…

by Rolling Stones

Já no trabalho… também não me interessa ser reconhecido… mas chateia-me ser ignorado!

Depois de tanto tempo a ser ignorado, agora não me posso queixar.

A dada altura a Oprah perguntou se o Jay Leno tinha ficado magoado com algumas das coisas ditas pelo Conan O’Brien.

Eis a resposta…

OPRAH: Were any of the things that he said about you hurtful?

JAY LENO: No. There were jokes. And that’s ok. I mean…

OPRAH: So jokes don’t hurt you?

JAY LENO: (sighs) It’s what we do, you know… you can’t… it’s like being a fighter and say “when you got punch in the head did it hurt?” Well, yeah! But you’re a fighter! That’s what you do!

Brilhante!

CRASH: What’s that noise?

BUCK: It’s the wind. It’s speaking to us.

EDDIE: What’s it saying?

BUCK: I don’t know. I don’t speak Wind.

from Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs

CHEGOU!!!!

Já tenho o meu iMac novinho em folha! Nem queria acreditar!

Só tenho uma coisa a dizer em relação ao novo bebé… FABULÁSTICO!!

“Não há problema! Estás em crescimento! Se fosse o teu tamanho amanhã já não te serviam!”

A minha mãe fazia o mesmo… quando me comprava preservativos… “Agora estão-te grandes, mas amanhã…”

Hoje (para além de fora do prazo) continuam-me grandes…