I will never betray my Goon Dock friends,
We will stick together until the whole world ends.
Through heaven and hell and nuclear war,
Good pals like us will stick like tar.
In the City or the Country,
or the Forest or the Boonies,
I am proudly declared a fellow Goonie!
The Goonies. Enough said.
posted by Lena @ 10:20 p. m.
Holden: If the buzz is any indicator, that movie's gonna make some huge bank.
Jay: What buzz?
Holden: The Internet buzz.
Jay: What the f**k is the Internet?
Matt Damon: Just take it from "It's a good course."
Ben Affleck: Oh, now you're the director.
Matt Damon: Hey shove it, Bounce-boy. Let's remember who talked who into doing this shit in the first place. Talking me into Dogma was one thing, but this...
Ben Affleck: Hey look, I'm sorry I dragged you away from whatever-gay-serial-killers-who-ride-horses-and-like-to-play-golf-touchy-feely-picture you're supposed to be doing this week.
Matt Damon: I take it you haven't seen Forces of Nature?
Ben Affleck: You're like a child. What've I been telling you? You gotta do the safe picture. Then you can do the art picture. But then sometimes you gotta do the payback picture because your friend says you owe him.
[They both take a beat and look at the camera]
Ben Affleck: And sometimes, you have to go back to the well.
Matt Damon: And sometimes, you do Reindeer Games.
Ben Affleck: See, that's just mean.
James Van Der Beek: You actually watch that show?
Jay: Yeah, for Joey, man. She is too fine. Did you ever get to 3rd base with her?
James Van Der Beek: Well, actually there was this one time...
Tricia Jones: [on "Bluntman and Chronic: The Movie"] Well! That was just another paean to male adolescence and it's refusal to grow up.
Alyssa Jones: Yeah, sis. But it was better than "Mallrats". At least Holden had the good sense to leave his name off of it.
Tricia Jones: Why didn't Miramax option his other comic instead. You know, the one about you and him and your "relationship"?
Alyssa Jones: Oh, "Chasing Amy"? That would never work as a movie.
Jay: Do they say who's f***n' playing us in the movie?
Holden: No, but it's Miramax. So I'm sure it'll be Ben Affleck and Matt Damon. They put those guys in a bunch of movies.
Jay: Who?
Holden: You know, those kids from Good Will Hunting?
Jay: You mean that f***n' movie with Mork from Ork in it?
Holden: Yeah, I wasn't a big fan either... but Affleck was the bomb in "Phantoms".
Jay: Word, b***h, Phantoms like a mallf****r.
[after the "Bluntman & Chronic" premiere]
Banky: God, I'm so embarrassed.
Hooper: You should be. They took your intellectual property and turned it into one 90-minute long gay joke. It was like watching "Batman & Robin" all over again.
Well, what a way to end an era. With the ability to laugh at one's self.
Kevin Smith totally rocks.
posted by Lena @ 12:04 a. m.
Rob: Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? Well, I've been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I've come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains.
Laura: I'm too tired not to be with you.
Rob: What, so if you had a bit more energy we'd stay split up, but things being as they are, with you being wiped out and all, you want to get back together? Is that it?
Laura: Yeah.
Rob: I can't fire them. I hired these guys for three days a week and they just started showing up every day. That was four years ago.
Rob: It would be nice to think that since I was 14, times have changed. Relationships have become more sophisticated. Females less cruel. Skins thicker. Instincts more developed. But there seems to be an element of that afternoon in everything that's happened to me since. All my romantic stories are a scrambled version of that first one.
Rob: It made sense to pool our collective loathing for the opposite sex, and while we were at it, you get to share a bed with somebody at the same time. We were frightened of being left alone for the rest of our lives. Only people of a certain disposition are frightened of being alone for the rest of their lives at the age of 26, and we were of that disposition.
Rob: What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
High Fidelity... definitely in the Top 5 of Best Movies about relationships.
posted by Lena @ 8:53 p. m.
Dedicated to Hans.
Jay: I feel like I'm Han Solo, and you're Chewie, and she's Ben Kenobi, and we're in that fucked-up bar.
Loki: Any moron with a pack of matches can start a fire. Raining down sulfur takes a huge level of endurance. Mass genocide is the most exhausting activity one can engage in, next to soccer.
Bethany Sloane: Sex is a joke in heaven?
Metatron: The way I understand it, it's mostly a joke down here, too.
[Bethany decides to accompany Jay and Silent Bob to New Jersey]
Bethany Sloane: I want to go with you.
Jay: What, steady? ...OK, but you pay the rent and Silent Bob has to live with us.
Bartleby: I was dumped once.
Bethany: Don't you just constantly question your value, like why was I so easy to cast aside?
Bartleby: And, you wonder if the other party will come to their senses and call you back.
Bethany: And, they always tell you it will hurt less with time.
Bartleby: When actually it, uh, hurts more.
DOGMA is not the best movie ever. DOGMA is perfection.
posted by Lena @ 9:20 a. m.
Your Dominant Thinking Style: |
| Visioning You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights. You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details. An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path. You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum. |
Your Secondary Thinking Style: |
| Experimenting You're all about looking at the facts, and you could always use more of them. You see life as your lab - and you're always trying out new things, people, and ideas. The master of mix and match, you're always coming up with unique combinations. You are good at getting a group to reach consensus. |
posted by Lena @ 10:26 p. m.
I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not because you're unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd ever consider. But I had to say it. I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship -no pun intended- but I had to say it, because I've never felt this before, and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I could'nt allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitiation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that -at least for ten seconds- and try to dwell in it. Alyssa, there is'nt another soul on this fucking planet who's ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me. you can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which -while I do appreciate it- I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.
Chasing Amy is the best movie ever. Enough said.
posted by Lena @ 12:13 a. m.
Yes, like pretty much everybody else in this world, I went to see Episode III this weekend. Yes, I queued for hour and a half, I waited, I sat, I got popcorn, I saw the whole damn thing. Not to mention the little extras
*don't go to the movies with recent exes in the bunch, somehow, it feels bizarre.
*don't mention you think the remasterized version of Episode VI ruined a classic for you... they won't understand it
*don't criticize something of the movie on the phone with your best friend in a car full of people that liked the movie
Middle of the movie, M is sitting next to me:
M: hm hm hm (humming the Darth Vader song)
Me: For the love of the Jedis, you've been doing that for hours. STOP IT.
(no such luck)
Finally, I don't want to spoil the movie for anyone, so I'll just say that I liked it overall with the exception of...
1.- Hayden is a freaking god, but wood is better at acting than him
2.- I wanted more kisses... this was the ultimate romance, people (yes, only I go to SW looking for romance)
3.- Natalie and Hayden have zero chemistry, she had more chemistry with the kid at Episode I, as disturbing as that is.
4.- Main Rant... you could have called JEJ for him to talk at the end, come on, George...
What I did like:
1.- Yoda kicks ass. ALL the time
2.- R2 is just the best... him hidding the intercom... that was priceless
3.- The Jedis were not all almighty good in this one. I liked that.
4.- Chewbacca was there... I only missed Hans Solo this time.
Well, that is all, Young Padawans... and this was the end of an era. May the Force be with you.
posted by Lena @ 9:05 a. m.
Your Star Wars Name and Title |
 Your Star Wars Name: Lenfa Tobue Your Star Wars Title: Iracin of Nairam |
posted by Lena @ 2:41 p. m.
Can someone explain me why, during my unemployed phase last year I was so bad at time management?
And, now, that I work 8 hours a day, I manage to work, cook, clean, do the laundry, start working on my thesis and time is much more profitable?
Granted, I'm not that much surfing the web anymore and I had to cut archery during the week, but still, makes no sense.
I guess I'm much better to manage time when it's scarce. And yeah, I don't have other "distractions" that used to take a lot of my time.
But those I do miss.
Dang.
posted by Lena @ 11:43 a. m.
... but turns out, I'm an archerwhore. I cannot help it.
Reasons why I love archers
*they have great backs
*they have great arms
*if they are string kissers, that little pout with the lips is irresistible
*a good follow through is very sexy
*hello? Orlando is an archer... do I need to say more
*they can be very intense, not to mention focused
*they have good aiming, so they usually know where to go ;)
*they can last for hours shooting, so they have endurance
*they are exotic enough
*they are strong... especially holding (those arms)
*they can take things one on one... and deal with the pressure
Seriously, archers are the doom of me.
posted by Lena @ 11:26 p. m.
I know I've said that I'm at peace... and I am.
But I still miss you. I don't burst into tears anymore when I think of you, but your memories are still there. I might be focused on something else, at work, walking the streets of Buenos Aires, reading on my couch and the memories of times lived come to me.
I've been blessed with a great memory that in times like these becomes a curse. But it's the curse I have to live with. And I've been telling everyone that I am doing OK because it's easier than trying to explain this.
So here I am, pretending that I'm not missing you... and hoping that one day, I'll stop pretending.
posted by Lena @ 10:47 p. m.
Well, my birthday is here and it started as a rainy day that is slowly getting better (I hope).
I've already got e-cards, shout outs at BHO and OG and I have to say it makes me feel very loved and blessed. Some of the words written in those cards, I cannot believe they are addressed to me...
Overall, my 25s were good. I had ups and downs, but they were also a year where I met great people that became my close friends, I rekinded my love for archery, I flirted, laughed, shared and have fun. I do wish I could have traveled more but there was no money for it. No biggie.
Finally time to mention the best thing in the balance of the year: friendship. As usual, my friends were the highlight of my year. They were the anchor that kept me grounded.
So, as I walked the streets of Buenos Aires last night, I took pride of the life that I have and the one that I'm still leading.
I'm ready for my 26... let them come.
posted by Lena @ 10:39 a. m.
Can I plea the 5th on this one? No? Ok, let's recap.
Year started really good when I fell in lust with a tongue ring. Good ol' times.
The EuroCup 2004 hit me hard with Holland refusing to leave my mind for a while...
Leave it to me to have crushes on foreigners that later refused to leave the country.
I've had my share of cyberflirting, crushes on Olympic Swimmers... this blog started, after all, thanks to Brendan "Pumpkin" Hansen.
I had cute flirtings too, in a total movie of the 80's style.
Finally, I took a walk to the Dark Younger Side that left me a little sad... ok, tons. But I'm over it now.
Ups and downs, but that is the way love goes... Did I fall in love? I don't really think so.
But I'm open to do so at 26.
So, bring it on.
posted by Lena @ 11:38 p. m.
Me and lovely S ar the After Office at the European Club.
A guy is trying to hit on her, she looks desperate
Me (to guy): Excuse me, you're hitting on my girlfriend.
Poor bastard bought it.
Me and S coming back home after aforementioned after office.
S: I have as much street as Venezia. None.
Gotta love it. Yes, I know Venice has actual streets, but I found it good nonetheless.
posted by Lena @ 9:41 a. m.
Work was good. I worked for the lawyer until I got tired of it, and later I had my freelance job for the publishers that I really love.
In the middle, I've been wanting to actually get a job related to my major but it has been very hard... lots of letter of rejection, trying to find a job abroad, and all that.
But life smiled at me. Now I have a job that I really like and that is related with what I've studied.
Cheers to work, I finally got one stable and that I like!
posted by Lena @ 9:47 a. m.
Oooook. Next topic. Just kidding.
Health was not the best of this year... the pseudomono/mono or whatever the crap I had during november/december and that got me drained until early february really minated my spirits.
Plus the usual back pains, coagulation problems... all that jazz.
Then the shoulder injury and my wrists always in pain.
But I'm not gonna complain. I'm still alive, I'm much better than tons and I can afford good health care. All I need now is to take care of myself.
Eat healthy, sleep more. Keep on being fit.
posted by Lena @ 1:59 a. m.
I'm turning 26 on Saturday, so it's time to balance yet another year of my life.
This time, academic wise.
It was a great year. I've finished all the courses for my masters and now I only have my beloved thesis left. Ah, yeah, also I have to rewrite my paper about Simmel, but I knew that one was coming.
I got to present a paper about museums at a Congress, I got to defend my ideas, I got to do what I love to do.
Academic wise, it was amazing. I discovered there is this great PHD I can follow in Amsterdam or a combined practice in Italy.
As usual, I never stopped studying... cause that is what I am, an eternal student.
posted by Lena @ 11:52 p. m.
You Are A Good Friend |
 You're always willing to listen Or lend a shoulder to cry on You're there through thick and thin Many people consider you their "best friend"! |
posted by Lena @ 8:30 p. m.
As you all know, I've been doing very bad this past two weeks... Demons came back to hunt me in ways I've never expected and the mixed signals of it all got me so crazy.
So, after a little crying... ok... a lot, I'm finally calm.
And I have my awesome friends to thank for it. Whether it was giving me advice on a bar with a beer, listening to me on a Friday night, comforting me over the phone, hanging in there on AIM/MSN, spending Saturday night watching sappy romantic movies with me or having me over on their houses on Sunday, each one of them made me realize that I have a great life, one that I can take pride in. And that I'm gonna be ok.
Sure, the wounds are not completely healed, but I'm at peace. And I'm thankful to Futbol God for blessing me with these amazing girls and boys that I called my friends.
PS And getting to hear Tigger's voice 10 min ago made it even better.
I'm at peace. That is all that matters.
posted by Lena @ 12:28 a. m.
So, I do know that this whole thing is a game. That you can play hard to get, play it cool, be aloof and all that.
Thing is, I suck at it. Seriously, I cannot cannot do it.
Granted, I'm a pro at flirting. I've never said otherwise. I can flirt you 6 ways 'til Sunday if I want to.
But then, later, I'm pretty straight forward. I don't sit there to think the best strategy to have you eating of my palm, or how to drive you insane or all those things now people tell me I have to do.
I think I might have to learn to play this thing or make peace with the idea I might end up alone.
Bollocks.
posted by Lena @ 6:00 p. m.
The incredible Afadingvoice made these lovely art of yours truly...
What do you think?
posted by Lena @ 4:45 p. m.
I think I have, more than once, stated that I really cannot understand men. Seriously, I can't. They behave following codes and rules I cannot follow. They make no sense to me.
Luckily, I've been blessed in life with the friendship of one or two very very very cool guys that share those insights with me.
So last night, as usual, T sat with his wife and me, tons of beer, ciggys and listened to my diatribes one more time. And he explained it to me. Now it's clear.
And as usual, he told me to remember the first rule of the Decalogue we invented years ago:
"1.- Know your condition"
posted by Lena @ 9:02 a. m.
Yeap... I am. And nothing like the Stones in times like these
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
I know it's gonna pass, that it's all gonna fade away. But have you ever wonder how much more can you put up with?
I feel like I'm fed up and this was strike 3 for me. I'm out of the game.
posted by Lena @ 11:43 p. m.
I hate the way you talk to me.
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots.
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick--
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh --
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around.
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you - -
not even close, not even a little bit,
not any at all.
posted by Lena @ 7:04 p. m.
It might be you, and you might be hurting. But I'm hurting too.
Worst part of things when they're over, it's the sadness of what wouls have been and it's not.
And I really cannot deal with it.
posted by Lena @ 1:04 a. m.
My own personal place to get crazy. Expect English, Spanish and occasional Italian and Dutch.
I'm an artfreak. Simple as that... I adore reading everything.
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