You know, I didn't really pay attention to LCD Soundsystem prior to "This is Happening". I mean, I guess I was vaguely aware of them-- I distinctly remember seeing the video for "Daft Punk is Playing at My House" on MTV about a hundred years ago (cue "remember when they played music on MTV?" joke) and thinking they sounded like a slightly ( Read more... )

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The other day I had to go to the Immigration office here in Buenos Aires to pick up some papers I had to renew. I was told to be there at 6:00 AM, which meant waking up at 4:30. For some reason, whenever I have to get up early, I get really nervous and can't really go to bed at an appropriate time, so I ended up wasting time online until about 1:30 ( Read more... )

- Yesterday I remembered out of the blue that I had purchased the Lady Gaga album in a sudden fit of randomness last month. I put it on last night on my way back home and realized with horror that I had made a terrible mistake.

- I have a lunch scheduled tomorrow at the Pink House with La Cosa and her mother who works there. The Pink House is the ( Read more... )

I had a training scheduled this morning with a client of ours in London at 8AM EST-- 9AM Argentina time ( Read more... )

One of my new clients is StumbleUpon a website Maggie introduced me to a long time ago that has served as a fantastic way to waste my afternoons away at work and/or home, finding some of the weirdest and most interesting sites on the web. I was, of course, giddy with excitement upon learning that I had the chance to work with the people responsible ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas to everybody!
I've been feeling like a freak because I might just be the only person in Buenos Aires who is totally excited and giddy like a ten year old about Christmas. I've been listening to Carols for weeks. Watchind old Chevy Chase christmas movies. It's fantastic.

Jesus fucking Christ 2007 just came and went like Jamie Lynn ( Read more... )

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I got run over by a bus on Saturday.

There are other, more grandiloquent ways of putting it, but the truth is I was run over by a bus. I'm okay. Just a little bruised. But I was run over by a bus on Saturday.

Further proof that God is a sadistic motherfucker who thinks the faces I make when I'm in pain are hilarious.

There I am, dressed up to the nines, shoes polished and hair snazzied-up. Suit and tie I got from a friend and I feel like James fucking Bond. And I am standing at the entrance of the party I was invited to, wondering why there's nobody there. And I look around the place and see people setting tables up and getting things ready. And I am only ( Read more... )