Este in China, dar recunosc ca sunt surprinsa ca nu e la intersectia Unirii cu Tineretului....
Towing the tow-er
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
Zoe si Pamuk
Zoe:
Du gunoiul!
Pamuk:
:)
Sta linistit si priveste la canalul de stiri.1 minut lumina, 2 minute lumina...
Zoe( mai verde ca de obicei)
DU GUNOIUL!
Pamuk:
:)
[In continuare afiseaza pe ecranul ce tine loc de fata acelasi zambet impaciuitor si continua sa priveasca impasibil la canalul de stiri.]
Zoe( scotand fum pe toate cele 4 nari tipa din cabina de comanda):
Du gunoiul sau plec la mama!
Pamuk, nimic.
Cum Dumnezeule vrea ea sa plece la doamna in cauza , numai vreun dumnezeu al lor trebuie ca stie , ca de cand mi-au aterizat in gradina nimic nu pare sa urneasca din loc racheta aia ce le serveste drept casa.
Pamuk in continuare zambeste tamp.
Gunoiul sta frumos la locul lui, clipind rabdator fara niciun chef sa fie dezintegrat.
Zoe, de acum nervoasa din cale afara cu toate circuitele scotand scantei se propteste in fata lui Pamuk, exasperata!
Pamuk, deconectat de la sursa de alimentare, afiseaza calm, dar rece, acelasi zambet impaciuitor.
Oare femeile martian citesc si ele''cosmo''de sar asa la concluzii?
Du gunoiul!
Pamuk:
:)
Sta linistit si priveste la canalul de stiri.1 minut lumina, 2 minute lumina...
Zoe( mai verde ca de obicei)
DU GUNOIUL!
Pamuk:
:)
[In continuare afiseaza pe ecranul ce tine loc de fata acelasi zambet impaciuitor si continua sa priveasca impasibil la canalul de stiri.]
Zoe( scotand fum pe toate cele 4 nari tipa din cabina de comanda):
Du gunoiul sau plec la mama!
Pamuk, nimic.
Cum Dumnezeule vrea ea sa plece la doamna in cauza , numai vreun dumnezeu al lor trebuie ca stie , ca de cand mi-au aterizat in gradina nimic nu pare sa urneasca din loc racheta aia ce le serveste drept casa.
Pamuk in continuare zambeste tamp.
Gunoiul sta frumos la locul lui, clipind rabdator fara niciun chef sa fie dezintegrat.
Zoe, de acum nervoasa din cale afara cu toate circuitele scotand scantei se propteste in fata lui Pamuk, exasperata!
Pamuk, deconectat de la sursa de alimentare, afiseaza calm, dar rece, acelasi zambet impaciuitor.
Oare femeile martian citesc si ele''cosmo''de sar asa la concluzii?


People lie.
That should not be a surprise to anybody that is over lets say 5 years old, by now.And as a consequence to that obviously we are being lied , because someone has to be at the receiving end.Most of the times a lie generates another lie, and the person who is being lied might lie too before , in the same time or after knowing that she/ he has been lied.
Why do we lie?
We do it because it gets us out of trouble or embarrassing situations, it could be a revenge, it can be intentionally malicious or not intentional at all , it could aim someone in particular or told to everyone else ourselves included,it could be followed by other lies( the snowball lie) it could be cosmetized with several degrees of the truth, or it could be the truth itself minus couple of details which would probably change the whole situation if noticed, highlighted or presented.It can be a polite lie to make people feel better , which gets into white lies category but it is still a lie. It can be like a hydra , with several heads, or more traditional , like an onion , with numerous layers of truth and lies all mixed up together in what an image that we want to believe or we want to make others believe but still with a bad taste and smell and probably bringing tears to your eyes.
Who do we lie?
People. Everybody tells a lie sometimes. We lie to our boss, to our colleagues, to our friends, to our spouses, to our children, and to ourselves.Sometimes we are s good at it that we are convinced of it as being the truth, which in our eyes saves us of the guilt of saying a lie.That's a truly exquisite technique by the way, but some people are extremely natural.
What do we lie about?
Everything. Past, present, future facts, other people , and situations.You could pretty much lie about anything that is very obvious no need to get into the details.
When do you lie?
Whenever its needed, whenever its convenient, probably not in our sleep since it requires a state of alertness to cover the truth.
What makes it better?
The outcome. If the truth comes out and the outcome is positive you obviously get the benefit of the doubt and you are easily forgiven in most of the times. Obviously sometimes the expected outcome its not always perceived as positive by the one who is being lied , therefore some complications may arise.
See below.
What makes it worse?
Complications.
i Memory
When you lie you have to remember what you said so you can stick to the same version otherwise everything becomes too obvious. That is not necesarily an irreparable damage to the lie itself because there are always people who want to believe in something so badly that they can't take truth even if it is barenaked in front of their eyes and hits them with a hammer in their head.
ii Effort
You have to tell addiacent lies to cover, sustain and perpetuate the story.
iii Human variable
You have more people involved in it - therefore more effort plus memory As a rule, you should never have people that know the truth , that is always a complication per se, a very weak link in your lie, no matter how good of your friends they are or how much they swear they wont tell
iiii Records
Never keep records of your lie or the truth that you want to cover. Those somehow , sometime , somewhere can show up and ruin all your hard work, and all those tiny pieces of glass puzzle that you meticulously arranged them to create this magnificent image may be mixed up all again and each tiny piece is a tiny lie with very shard edges and bloody consequences.
In conclusion, it is a big chunk of our lives.
And yes,we should get upset when we are being lied!
And we should expect it when we are doing it ouselves to others.
And we should hope that we will be lucky and forgiven, or that the lies we discover in time is going to save us from worse.
Would I advise or promise not to lie ever again? Hell no!
With such a powerful tool just a word away we arealways going to keep it as a safe investment in the back of our minds.
The lie be with ya, my friends!
Thursday, 8 January 2009
Tentative ( oldies)
Pentru ca mi-am batut capul si nu am ajuns la nicio concluzie si in continuare nu pricep cum pot avea 3 bloguri pe aceeasi adresa dar nu pot sa le import pe una singura, si nu stiu cum pisici sa le salvez ,o sa ma salvez asa '' ca din topor'' cu ctrl+v si link.
2006
2006 - mai spre sfarsit
2006
2006 - mai spre sfarsit
Shopland Riding School


Eu la inceputuri....
Am timp pana in 16th June 2009...Glumesc , desigur, eu o sa fiu doamna cu tocuri si palarie extravaganta, sorbind sampanie si fluturand usor manusile catre vreun domn mai chipes....:)
colaj

1. Primesc in fiecare zi mail de la cash.ro.
nu stiu si nici nu economisesc, nu planific banii decat la modul general, si sunt mai mereu imprumutata. la sugestia unui prieten mi-am facut cont pe buclucasu' asta de my cash. nu deschid niciodata mailurile de la ei, pentru ca mi-e frica ca ma intampina vreo declaratie de faliment dar le vad cum se aduna , insistent in Inbox. Ma enerveaza si ma amuza in acelasi timp , e ca si cum din cand in cand imi trage cineva o palma usoara peste ceafa si=mi spune " stop buying those goddam'shoez''
2. Posturi premature
recitind cateva posturi in urma , constat ca par a fi toate amputate undeva intre introducere si intriga, motiv pentru care am decis sa le las sub forma de bucati brute de idei , amestecate si prinse cu agrafe colorate unele peste altele in '' colaj''
3 . La inceput de an...
la inceput de an toata lumea se duce la gym. Inclusiv eu. Mi-am ales un abonament baban cu fitnez, inot, aerobic, toner-toning-ton-ton exercises si YOGA.
inceputul a fost plin de bune intentii, am tras de toate aparatele intr-o veselie timp vreo ora, si m-as fi plictisit teribil daca nu era antrenorul meu personal de 74 de ani , care o data ce a aflat ca sunt medic a inceput sa-mi povesteasca despre crema miraculoasa care l-a scapat de hip repplacement si despre multe alte aventuri de-ale domniei sale cu diverse asistente din spitalul local. evident ca m-am simtit datoare sa-la scult pana la capat si sa-l supraveghez la randu=mi.
Acuma cine e mai de ras eu antrenata de el sau el ca m-antreneaza pe mine??
Let us not be judgemental, and let us pray for his good health ca am intentia sa ma mai duc la sala....
4. Cont'd 3
Tot rezolutie de inceput de an- m-am inscris la echitatie. Am visat eu de cand eram mic copil si imi doream sa fi crescut pe stancile irlandeze ca trebuie neaparat sa invat sa calaresc. Prima lectie a fost minunata in toate cele 30 de minute scumpe ale sale, si se pare ca sunt o gramada de tehnicalitati la care e drept ca nu m-as fi gandit ....si nici nu le-am inregistrat pentru ca a fost un frig care mi-a inghetat tot entuziasmul.
Tot ce imi aduc aminte e ca m-am dat jos de pe cal printr-o saritura prost calculata....am aterizat mandra in cilzmele mele cele noi ''de cauciuc'' si am simtit ca am scazut cu cel putin un cm prin tasarea tuturor articulatiilor implicate in atenuarea socului.
Perseverez insa , azi o sa aterizez cu mult mai multa gratie sunt sigura....
5. Cont'd 4
Pe principiul tara arde si baba se piaptana ...sau cum ne afecteaza criza am hotarat sa iau si lectii de balet, un alt vis de al meu din frageda pruncie , pe cand imi scranteam gleznele pe covorul din sufragerie. Si am constat cu stupoare ca nu sunt singura....
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