badass eve invites you to another post.

i must confess that i’m feeling anxious about code geass r2 right now. i_need_to_finish_watching_it. last weekend wasn’t enough since we had some things to do.
my older brother and his wife made some pizza saturday night and it was delicious. we played point of view and gui came out with things like ’sweet 11th of september’, ‘romantic atom bomb’, ‘colorful crime scene’ and other creepy things i forgot. it was really fun.

*edit: i forgot to mention gui’s ‘lelouch hands’. XP*








city at night. how creepy is the fact that i only realized now that the digital clock at the building shows 19:19?
we went to the zoo yesterday. actually, we wanted to draw the animals, but it was SO FULL that we barely could see anything other than giraffes, elephants and owls. some animals weren’t so cooperative also, like the lions and other felines. but it don’t even remember the last time i was there (my memory sucks, but it probably has more than 15 years) so it was pretty nice.








gui bought these bizarre cheap chips there. dear akatosh, look at the ham. somehow, they tasted better than fandangos. reminds me of these chips that i named polystyrene with salt when i was at school. they taste like it, but it’s kinda addictive.
oh yes, when we were at my house last week, gui gave me some pencils and made a drawing with them in a wood piece i have. he did it very quickly, didn’t use a eraser and it turned out so beautiful i need to post in here:


gorgeous, huh?
by the way, i love this song and this has to be one of my all-time favorite lyrics:
energy in my heart is a chemical foam
a street of taxis, worn tires, blood and flesh
behold all that is liberty is a parody of Utopia
a shining boulevard of buyers and giga-movies
minor depression is nonsense. la vie en rose is on sale
they say you should know you are happier than you realize
dying literacy is systematically auto-killed
the formaldehyde street of buyers and hanging wires
moisturize that dry synergy with artificial sweetener
raining money into the high-rise mega-temples
you can not write the word “ignorance”. the future is on sale
push aside and laugh at the karmic tale saying it’s superstition
the roaring MC becomes a lethal dose for the public
on the street of cripples, selling diamonds and battered Tao
behold all that is liberty is a parody of Utopia
rely on SSRI and say ‘hi-ho’ in the coffee shop
minor theory is flimflam, hedonism is on sale
it is non-repayable, it has reached the point of no return
now it is coming to you giving off a stench, devouring your shadow
the parade of terror is coming, and it is in your name
now your shadow procreates as if the ground is being smothered
the parade of lunacy is coming, and it is in your name
listen to ’shizuku ippai no kioku’ and to ‘parade’, another one that’s truly awesome: http://blip.fm/~4n3nm & http://blip.fm/~4n3a4