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The Morning After...

After what I can only describe as proof that miracles actually do happen, I'm wondering what your take is on Greece winning Euro2004.

I've Killed The WildSite

Due to a major, and I do mean major, overhaul of my website, the WildSite is no more... what constitutes a major overhaul? Check out elbienet.com. Those of you who have been there before will notice something's changed.

By the way, I've made a backup of the WildSite, so if someone, e.g. Yuri, wants it, I can send it pronto!

Dus...

Het is maar goed dat ik geen voetbalfan ben! Alles goed met jullie verder?

Hi guys!

Don't have a lot to say, as I'm going to bed shortly, but I'm testing my new toy: w.bloggar. It allows you to blog a _lot_ easier. Maybe you should give it a try as well... Anyway, what better place to test such a thing than this. Hope you guys are okay. See y'all soon!

Answer....

First i want to let you all know that i'm piss off:(.... i had written an intire answer... pretty good one... and the pc went down and i just lost it.... GGGGRRRRRRRRR

ANyway i will try to say it all again....

I want to tell to Quim, my cousin, that i always knew that he has lots of imagination and writtes very well, so never give up! He was fear that the kind of text that he post will be misunderstood.... no way... that's good to be free to express what we have inside us.

Anyway i don't sare the same opinion as him, about Portugal... Quim! I thought you were patriotic!... what a disapointment!

Portugal Have lots of beautifull landscapes, gorgeous and sweet and hadsome guys, pretty girls, good food, lekker beer, nice and warm weather, refreshing ocean, culture... and muchmore! Of course as everyone and everything in live, Portugal has some problems. And YES! It has fat low guys with an weird mustache, long nails, that spit in the streets! Noone is perfect! "the one that never commited a sin trough the first stone..."

Anyway i think it's much better that Quim is an arquitecht and not a shrink... he has too many things to solve inside himself...:)

By the way, i think the moral of his story is that he and all the other macho fat low guys that we have to stand in Portugal, feel bad when sweet, gorgeous, hansome, sucessfull foreign guys come to Portugal. They are afraid to losse the last chance that they have of picking uo a girl to take to the cinema! Jeaulous! Still... they need them to come to bring foreigner girls that may think that those chauvinist pigs are nice persons.

I want to let all know that i will be the most happy girl in the world in November whem my love come to Portugal.

Come my love... here we also have friends, fammily and a lot of good things to live. I am proud of you. LOVE YOU YURI!

Quim... keep the good work and don't give uo of blogging.

Blog from Joaquim Santos

Joaquim... Quim for Friends... forgot how to do it in the blog...lost passwords and stuff... so he asked me if i could blog for him with this text...


WHY?!!! - Part 2

(I will continue the dialogue between the psychiatrist north-European and
its patient, whom desires to go live in Portugal. For those that can’t
understand the dialogue, I advise to read the text “Why?!!!?”)


Shrink: - Where did you saw this? In a travel agency?

Sick: - Yes, also in there. But some of my friends that had been in
Portugal told me wonderful things about it! And I looked for information
in the net.

Shrink: - Oh, yes... In net, right? And did you not saw, by any chance,
Elvis alive? Or some aliens living among us? Or the destruction mass
weapons in Iraq?!!!

Sick: - Hmmmmmm... Yee, but my friends…

Shrink: - Are you sure that they are really your friends? How many of them
remember your birthday? Maybe they want to make you disappear, have you
though about it? Did you never hear them spread rumors about your life? Did
you never felt watched without knowing the reason? Or did you never have
strange coincidences with your supposed “friends”? They want your job...
Your woman... Your things... Your life... Do you put your hand in the
fire for them?

Sick: - But, but... Yyyyeeeeeennnnnooooooohhhhhhhhuuuummmmmmmm.........
I don’t know, I don’t know... hhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuu.............

Shrink: - You can tell me sincerely: what do you know about Portugal?
What do you heard generally about that country? You can speak frankly...

Sick: - It is an autonomous region of Spain, seemed like Mónaco in France,
but more poor. It’s in the north of Africa, and the most known people is
the football player Eusébio, his wife Amália, and their children, the three
little shepherds that had gone up into the sky in Fátima...

Shrink: - Yes, yes... You can speak more...

Sick: - In there, they speak an strange language, like a mix between
spanish and french – that’s how I’ve heard the king of Portugal speaking,
his majesty Mário Soares.

Shrink: - Yes, continue please...

Sick: - It is a very small country, where only fits a beach called
Algarve, its capital, Lisbon, and there’s also country standing right
there, near the beach, where the people walk away in donkeys.

Shrink: - Please, speak about the people, now.

Sick: - Well, the men are low, fat macho people and they use a mustache...
The women are dressed in black, with 10 skirts at the same time, their
husbands slap them, and they are low, fat and have a mustache... They also
drink wine and eat borecoles, salty cod and pig guts...

Shrink: - A-ha... So, do you want live in that country?

Sick: - But this is what people said!

Shrink: - And in what do you believe!? In your friends and in the
advertising of that country? Or in the televisions, newspapers and radios?
Do you think that ALL the people are wrong?

Sick (putting his hands in the head, looking for the emptiness and crying):
- My God, my God... What did I make? Doctor, please... Help me, help
me... What can I make?

Shrink: - Your case have only one solution: I advise you to go, instead,
for New Zeland!


Moral of the history (an history without moral is not worthy of being
told): You’re welcome, Yuri. But you must walk bend, and must have a
mustache. And, by the way, bring some of your dutch girl friends...

Back!

Dear Friends! It's been a while that i don't wriite something in here... but i've been waiting for some action or answers to my blogs.... and when i was not waiting for that anymore... txara.... someone writes... and a good text with a good subject! I am at work and i can't write that much, but i want to say a few things about what my cousin Joaquim Santos wrote just before me. I think what he wrotes it's a king of provocation... and i know some good reasons for people move form a country to another. Maybe the text was written from someone that didn't try yet a great inconditional love, that turns all the material things to dust.... and later i will continue. Still i'm very interested in keep on reading the talk betwwen the shrink and the other guy. See you soon!