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Wednesday, January 25, 2006

The end of the Zen


First of all I need to apologize about my last bitchy-politically-gay post about the Oscars.
This is NOT a politic blog, so I know you are not coming here to read about politics, and that´s why I wanted to say "I´m sorry".

Since last friday I´ve been living in peace and armony.

The reason?
Mom, Stupid Brother and the Kids went to the beach leaving me alone with my grandma (she´s a real evil witch but I know how to deal with her so evilness doesn´t count) and my Dad (who couldn´t go cuz of his work, he´s a Doll).

Another reason?
There´s nobody in the house yelling (barking) that my music is too loud. OR that my music is horrible. OR that they can hear and they have the same rights (yeah right!) to listen to their own music too.

Another reason?
There´s nobody complaining with the fact that I spend too much time in front of the screen.

More?
No kids screaming, no PlayStation noises, no Stupid Brother trying to get into trouble just to prove how jerk and teaser he could be, no Stupid Brother competing with me in a jealousy rage, no kids fighting with each other...
and the list goes on.

They are coming back tonight... now you know the reason of the title. . .
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