As minhas manias...

Posted by Lancaerie on Tuesday, November 28, 2006 in Personal thingys

Sim meus senhores o virus ja aki chegou...

1. Desarrumada :
Sim, aparentemente é uma mania comum.
Mas não ha coisa que odeie mais que chegar ao quarto e alguem ter arrumado as minhas cenas... Depois nunca encontro nada!

"Sim, os montinhos de papeis random espalhados pelo quarto já estavam arrumados! Lá porque voces não percebem a ordem não interessa!"

2. Andar sempre de mp3 atras:

Sim, para mim deixar o mp3 em casa é o fim do mundo! Caos, terror e destruição!!

3. "Tocar piano" em qualquer superficie a mão:

Uma mania derivada da anterior, mas ainda mais estranha axo...
Não consigo evitar "tocar" as musicas enquanto as oiço. Até já o fiz a dormir...
Isto quando uma pessoa e maluka não há mesmo nada a fazer.

4. Manter a mão sempre a tocar no telele:

Sim, tenho um bocado a paranóia que me vão roubar o telemovel e portanto ando sempre com ele onde o possa sentir...
O meu telemovel adora-me... ;)

5. Planear tudo:

Sou uma pessoa muito organizada... Na minha cabeça, claro!
Tenho sempre um plano para o dia seguinte, a semana seguinte ou até o próximo mês! Sei o que vou vestir pelo menos com um dia de antecedencia, e sei quantas paginas tenho que estudar por dia...
Obviamente que nunca cumpro nada do que planeio... Mas pelo menos sinto-me bem!

Este virus... *cof* desafio! não vai para 5 pessoas porque so conheço 4 com blog... s alguem kiser entrar na orgia... *cof* na festa! diga!

Nuno: http://insipidez-diaria.blogspot.com/
Afonso: http://anglerfish.blogspot.com/
Demented nine: http://thedementednine.blogspot.com/
Orphopheu: http://orphopheu.blogspot.com/

Para quem não viu na T.V.... A não perder

Posted by Lancaerie on Thursday, November 23, 2006 in Kinkiness ahoy

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Where is my mind today?

Posted by Lancaerie on Thursday, November 16, 2006 in Music

"Where is My Mind"
Ooooooh - stop

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin' ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Ooooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah

Ooooh oooh

Kiwi...

Posted by Lancaerie on Monday, November 13, 2006 in Silly stuff

Sweet and Simple!

Poison Part 2 - Video!

Posted by Lancaerie on Monday, November 13, 2006 in Music

Hope you enjoy...

Poison...

Posted by Lancaerie on Monday, November 13, 2006 in Music

Poison - Alice Cooper

Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Poison
I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains

Poison, oh no
Runnin'deep inside my veins,
Burnin'deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't want to break these chains

By InTenebris at Deviantart (http://intenebris.deviantart.com/)

You Know You're Portuguese When...

Posted by Lancaerie on Wednesday, August 16, 2006 in Silly stuff

You Know You're Portuguese When....

Your mother or grandmother has Maria in her name.

You have a rooster napkin holder.

Your father or grandfather is called Manuel, Jose, Antonio, or Joao.

You have crocheted doilies on your kitchen counters, dining room, living room, bedroom--on all your tables.

You decorate your walls with plates.

Your house is a mini church with just as may statues of saints and Jesus as your church itself.

You're 25 and still living with your parents. (Extra points if you're married and living with your spouse in your parent's house)

You warn other drivers of police on the highway by flashing your lights, even though one of the drivers might have just robbed a bank.

You baptize your child and send him to catechism even though you might never go to church except for weddings and funerals.

You think all university graduates should be called "Doutor" and like to be called so if you are one of the chosen few who have managed to finish college.

You park on the sidewalk when necessary, even asking the person standing there to please move away.

You have a mobile phone and spend a small fortune on it, but think twice about going to the dentist.

You have a mother or grandmother who wears black.

You spend your holidays in Spain instead of in Portugal because it is cheaper.

If you are a woman, you have been to see a "curandeiro" (healer) or have had your fortune told.

You insist you wouldn't be caught dead buying Spanish olive oil even though most of the olive oil consumed in Portugal comes from Spain.

You laugh at jokes about the Alentejanos but get angry to know that the same jokes are told in Brazil about the Portuguese.

You think that you can catch a cold with a draft or by sitting in the spring sun. Cold drinks are also thought to bring on the dreadful "gripe". And don't let anyone have a shower after eating as something terrible could happen to them.

You get a letter from your doctor saying you can't work because of an "unspecified, ongoing medical condition" and then go on a two-week holiday.

Your child's teacher misses two weeks (because of a letter from his or her doctor) and you don't complain because you also will use the same doctor when you have to miss two weeks from your work.

If you are from Porto you don't like people from Lisbon and call them Moors. The reverse is also true but they don't call you a nice word like "Moor".

You think Brazilians speak incorrect Portuguese and will not read a book written in Brazilian Portuguese.

The last major military victory you can remember your country having was the Battle of Aljubarrota in 1385.

You say that the Portuguese, unlike the Spanish, are good at learning foreign languages.

Your parents own like 9 houses in Portugal but complain about the lack of money in the States.

Going to Portugal involves buying gifts for all 500 members of your family

You go crazy for the World Cup

You refer to Portugal as "O Continent"

You've walked in "as paradas" longer than you can remember

You have grape vines in your backyard

You earned over $10,000 for your first communion.

To hell with the Turkey and Roast Beef! X-mas dinner was bacalhau au braz, baby!

A barbeque does not consist of burgers on the grill... Hello! Can you say sardinhas?

You've had your license for a month, but your $20,000 car has been "hooked up" for a year. I'm talking rims, tints, a system...

A wooden spoon equals discipline, or if you ever had to duck so you wouldn't get hit with flying shoes.

Your parents anticipate that you'll marry your first long-term boyfriend/girlfriend.

When you hear the word "Sagres" you think Beer, not historical marine school.

Nothing beats a buttered papo-seco.

Your 15 year old brother is allowed to have two girls sleep over, but your 19 year old sister can't go out past 7pm.

You think that 2am is too early to go to bed and that 11am is to early to get out of bed.

Your grandmother tells you look sick because you are too thin.

Your parents make you eat 3 servings of dinner at each sitting otherwise they think you don't like the cooking.

You're proud to be Portuguese - and you pass these jokes on to all your Portuguese friends!

Apocalyptica - Nothing Else Matters

Posted by Lancaerie on Friday, July 21, 2006 in Apocalyptica, Music

Apocalyptica - The Unforgiven

Posted by Lancaerie on Friday, July 21, 2006 in Apocalyptica, Music