Just for the record.

A friend of mine asked me what would I do if I could be Spiderman for a day.Well, I'd tried to find Waspman... so maybe he could sting me, if you know what I mean (bet you do).

And in case someone steal my answer ...(they're having a Spiderman contest which will give the winner a trip to LA, something like that) That's what this "quick note" is for.

soundtrack:
Freddie Mercury & Monserrat Caballé - Barcelona.
Kiri Te Kanawa - Puccini's O mio Bambino Caro
Maria Callas (well, the website siad so, but the file info says it's Sarah Brightman... hummm I don't think so...) - Puccini's above
same for Monserrat Caballé (Monserrat or Montserrat?) and Sumi Jo-Ariarirang (gee, where's she from?).

"O mio bambino caro
mi piace è bello, bello!
vo andare in Porta Rossa..."

excuse my poor italian, va bene?

hahaha by the way... this whole opera thing looks like a snobbish high-middle class white thing... but the reason I like this song is that it's part of a soundtrack of a movie called A Room with a View... where we have a scene with Julian Sands frontal nudity... well, nothing to be proud of, Julian, dear.

Phew! Just finnished to upgrade my MD colection... tack vore webben, as they say in Sweden.

Disk one I have the so called Swedish dance-pop crap I like so much. E-type (believe I can't hear anymore that Nana girl singing "Fó-éééva byyy yoooh sii-i-i-iiiide... I got life") Whatelse(?)? Hummm.. Barbados, Titiyo, Charlotte, Friends, Patrik, Solglasögon (yeah, I can't get rid of that thing on my mind).

Disk two I have Moby, Cibo Matto, Bomfunk MC's, Massive Attack, Røyksopp, Phasio, Safri Duo...

and so on.

By the way... I'm listening to Sheryl Crow's song C'mon C'mon... I like the lyrics... "C'mon C'mon...C'mon C'mon". Gee, Sheryl...I just like you because of your lyrics like in My Favorite Mistake... do you really expect me to buy this album? ... Well, supposing that I would, cause I ain't no smuck to get ripped off. 27 bucks for a CD? Kiss my @ss!

This blog thing sucks ... sometimes.

This year's Eurovision Song Contest, in Tallin, Estonia.

I'm still not used to this HTML stuff. It may happen tha the pictures and the texts get kinda ugly, which is ok. "I'm smart enough, I'm cool enough... And gee, people love me"

So... anything happening outside? How could I know ?... cause apparently my date seems to have forgotten my mobile number.

Let's talk about music.

Charlotte Nilsson - Take me to your heaven and the swedish version Tusen & en Natt. Charlotte won the Eurovision Song Contest in 1999, held in Jerusalem, Israel... well... in the Middle East, whomever has the possession right now.
Previously in 1998, a transvesti called Dana International won the 1998 edition of this contest. Needless too say it was a shock to the Orthodox Jewish community. Dana's song Diva won the Eurovision 1998 held in Birmingham, UK.

This year's Eurovision will take place in Tallinn, Estonia, May 25th. English and Swedish contestant songs are said to be the probably winners.

More cool sites...wallpapers this time:

http://apophis.mordor.ch
This Swiss site contains a large number of high quality pictures, check it out.

www.wallscreener.de
German website, great pictures.

I just met this brasse girl (for those who still don't know, brasse is short for brazilian) over the internet, Carolina is her name. She lives in Salt Lake City, Utah. Can't wait to talk to my new girlfriend!

"Hi girlfriend!"

Here, check out her blog: www.toffanelli.com

Oh, I just added the lyrics of this very famous swedish song called Sunglasses. I love sunglasses cause they hide my mood, they protect me from the photophobia (I am not sure there is such word, but it's basically the high sensitivity of my occular globes (a.k.a. eyes) against sunlight. So I have to wear them everytime I go out, preferably Armani.

I got a job interview next monday, gotta iron my navy suit and polish my Gucci shoes... hahaha yeah right.

It's 17:57 Friday and my date didn't call yet. Looks like someone's gonna end up eating pizza tonight. What's on TV by the way?

some cool sites to check out:

www.lindt.ch
The site of this Swiss Chocolatérie, which in my humble opinion makes the Best Chocolate in the World.

www.kostaboda.se
Swedish Artistic Glass Kosta Boda, since 1742

SOLGLASÖGON (Sunglasses)

Bakom mina solglasögon kan jag va' mig själv
Behind my sunglasses I can be myself
Allting blir så vackert genom
Everything gets so beautiful through
genom mina solglasögon, är ljuset alltid gult
through my sunglasses light is always yellow
Allting känns så riktigt bakom
Everything feels so right behind

Träffa en brud som jobba på hotell
I met a babe who works in the hotel
Hon sa: Du kan väl följa med mig hem ikväll
She said: You can follow me home tonight
Jag hade ett par mörka
I hade a pair of darkies
Hon hade vackra ögon, de var stora och gröna
She had beautiful eyes, they were big and green
Hon satt så tätt intill mig, hennes bröst var sköna
She sat so tight to me, her breasts were nice
Så vi slank iväg
So we headed our way(?)

Men sen på hennes rum, då sa hon: "Vadå
But later at her room, she said: "What?
Du tänker väl ändå inte ha dem på?
You're not thinking to keep those?
é du rädd för mig, eller?
you scared of me or what?
Men jag lätt dem sitta kvar, det var så härligt blå
But I laid them aside, it was so wonderfully blue
Visade sig att det gick bra ändå
Looked like it got even nicer
Ville inte ta av med dem
Didn't wanna take'em off

Bakom mina solglasögon...
Behind my sunglasses...

Röda, röda rummet, där satt det en flicka
Red, red room, there was sitting a girl
Hon satt vid ett bord men hon vägrade dricka
She was sitting at a table but she wasn't drinking
Hon tyckte jag var löjlig!
She found me ridiculous!
Hon sa: "Solglasögon är en djävlig barnslig grej,
She said: "Sunglasses are such a bloody childish thing,
det kan aldrig bli nåt mellan dig och mig!
there will be nothing between you and me!
Om du inte tar av dig dem!"
If you don't take them off!"
Så jag tog av dem och gav dem till henne och sa:
So I took them off and gave her and said:
"Pröva dem själv de är djävligt bra!"
"Prove them yourself, it's so fucking cool!"
Hon satte dem på sin sak.
She put them on her face
Jag kunde aldrig dröma om att det var så här.
I could never dream that it was like this.
Hon lutade sig framåt, hon sa:
She leaned forward, she said:
"Jag tror jag blir kär!"
"I think I'm in love!"
Hon sa: "Ge hit för fan!"
She said: "Come here, please!"

Bakom mina solglasögon ...
Behind my sunglasses...

Music & Lyrics: Docent död

I love those cute Blogs... you know? Those ones with a lot of "things"?

Oh, just an FYI... my date was soooo nice. We went to see ET, isn't it something? Ah well. Whatelse?

Oh.. Not sure if I mentioned that I went to see a fortune teller in Salvador... hahah. (am I gay or what?) So... I swear I was just waiting for my girlfriends while they were talking to the old lady... and yes, I got interested... and I went to talk to her myself. (what's the problem?)

So she told me about my life and stuff... then she said there was someone in my life I thought I had just lost her (her? hahah). So indeed there was someone I had sort of lost contact with... I feel such a loser to talk about this.. hahah but he was an ICQ guy.. hahaha yeah, sad. So.. I met this guy over the internet and we sorta got along pretty well... he was very attractive... and the conversation also was really something. Then all of a sudden this guy disappeared... cause after a non successful attempt of a real date... he sort of got mad at me because I really don't know why and disappeared.
I still sent him some e-mails like: "hello? are you mental or what?" "what happen and stuff" but he never got it back. loser.

So.. miss Fortune Teller told me this very guy would come back...

Had I completely forgotten this subject... the other day I was nancing around throught the web like that Smurf-chick (smurfette, right?) "La-la-lala-lalah" heheh... when all of a sudden I got this random ICQ message:

"Hi, do you wanna talk?" he said.
I said: "Yeah, whatever!" ... naw I'm not that bitch... I said: "Oh sure!" (but I really meant "yeah whatever") ... but instantly I went to check his info. And for like 5 REAL seconds I was like ouh! Open mouth! I saw the e-mail address and it was that Mr.Missing guy's e-mail. I went all "oh my god"... "what does that m.f. want after all this time?" (almost one year!)

So, I ... cold and untoucheable like a swedish princess... hehehe (gay, isn't it?) ... so I said: "Ok, let's talk" and I let him to figure out that HE had left without giving me any reasonable excuse.
Like five messages after.. he sorta began to realize he was talking to me... ME! Well.. I was all "Oh yeah.. now I remember you" "So tell me,.how are you doing? (you mother fucker)"
So then he was the old same average "I'm cute and I live in Rio" type of guy. Too bad he lost Mr. Piece of Cake here. And now he's gone again.
But I don't care... really... cause now I have my cute bodyguard. Right honey?
But that guy will always be the one who virtually dumped me for a greasy-haired spanish guy called Juanito or whatever.
Ok, now you guys can call me pathetic.. hehehe but wait until you throw your first stone, let me tell you this: Who's not?

So... I have some unfinished things.. like my latest edition in portuguese which I was talking about my friend André from Rio. Yes.. I was talking about our TV show... called "É Tudo!" (something like Super! - a very gayish expression here in São Paulo). So we're gonna be me and gorgeous André hosting the show. He's gonna talk about those 20-something guys he likes so much... and he'll even try to support the thesis that they're not so dumb. I'm gonna have to agree that not all 20-something guys are stupid, but indeed I have a very special 21y-old friend who lives in Fortaleza and reads my blog everyday (hi honey!).

Second block.. we'll present this part which's called "So you think you're cute?" it's basically someone on the streets (my friend Ivan) asking cute people why the heck they think they're cute... That will be a blast on gay clubs! Also the Gay-mometer (you got it, sort of a Gay-Thermometer) where supposedly straight guys will be analyzed by to "experts" and they will be ranked accordingly some rules... sort of an upside down straight acting test.

Of course we're gonna mess with TV people... actually we're gonna hire the best attorney team in town, to help us out with all the law sues against us.

Brazilian TV gives the best material for comic shows... we have the World's only un-authorized Big Brother show, hahaha. Recently our President declared Simpsons' last episode showed a "distorted image of Brazil", hum..uhm uhm, excuse-me Mr.President? Did you happen to notice that The Simpsons is a humouristic show, not a BBC documentary? Smuck!

Hehehe. Then we have what? Soap-opera! Bingo. The Morroco-Rio new soap opera cast. The up-to-date synonym of male beauty, Murilo Benício (oh gimme a break!)

okej... so... Gee, looks like someone's been awake quite a long time.

Today while I was writing I was inspired by my friend VJ from Canada. And I also have to thank you guys (heheh 2 geeky girls) from Sapporo, Japan, Akiko&Tomoko, (send me some pics so i'll post here, ok?) "arigato gozaimasu" for reading my blog.. heheh gee, get a life! don't you have anything else better to do?
Whoelse? My friend André. My friend from Fortaleza... whatever-his-name-is... love you honey!.
And at last but not least... my soon-to-be-boyfriend who's given me some.


Tonight's soundtrack: (yeah I was missing that too)

Docent Döda - Solglasögon (Swedish Band, 80's hit);
Elisa - Luce* - Una ragazza italiana più bela che canta belissimamente (and I think I speak italian) *Thanks to BlackKnight, my straight italian boyfriend.
Lisa Ekdahl - Du var inte där för mig.
Bo Kaspers Orkester & Lisa Ekdahl - Svårt att säga nej.
Fred Åkerström - Jag ger dig min morgon
Fernanda Abreu - Kátia Flávia, a Godiva de Irajá (hehehe that was my Winamp going "shuffle")

Hey I just watched The Simpsons Episode when they come to Rio! It's great!

Really funny, considering the average IQ of the american audience... it's pretty informative. Like when Margie told Bart that in Brazil they speak Portuguese, not Spanish.

And for you people that got offended with such a lack of respect and such a brutal insult, hey COME ON...

I always told you guys those Speedos ARE ridiculous!

What about the slutty blondes hosting kids TV shows?

Absolutely great.

I like Nikita. Nikita, the spy girl? But not that Bridget Fonda stuff... the real Nikita, Anne Parillaud. I imagine what happened to Nikita after she escaped from that spooky boss of her.

She probably moved to Brazil, or as they say, l'Amérique du Sud. Then she fell in love with a 30-something year old brazilian toyboy who didn't care she didn't shaved her armpits. But three months later he dumped her for a 50 year old uruguaian man who had just moved to Rio. Now Nikita is a manicure at a hair saloon in Copacabana. Her best friends are the 25 country boy who has just moved out from Minas and is definetly rediscovering his conceptions of sexuality, if you guys know what I mean (of course you do), and the 47 year old gay man whose partner's has just died of AIDS and lost all his possessions to his wife and kids in the court.

Nikita's LP collection includes Charles Aznavous (I know that's not the right spelling, but do you think I care?) Edith Piaff, all the brazilian soap-opera soundtracks since 1983. Of course, Abba.
Nikita goes to the street-market with her Gucci sunglasses and a Carlton still not lit in the corner of her mouth...

Well the hell with this Nikita. Let's talk about me having a da-ate! (and you do-on't! lo-ser!) Of course I won't tell a word about his personal life. But he is so abso-fuck-lutely handsome! Well well well but that is none of your business, right?

So, it seems like there's a light at the end of the tunnel to my social life. Saturday I went to a queer b-day party. what a blast! Me and my soon-to-be-Bfriend (yeah, dream Cinderella).

Ok, guys. I am so tired and there's no Coke on the fridge to cheer me up.