The Grinch

Hello.

I´ve been rather busy as usual, and I have not got into the holiday spirit. My Christmas plan is to watch movies all day. I´ve set aside the following movies:

The Wizard of Oz (Judy Garland)



Giant (Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson, James Dean)



Rebel without a Cause (James Dean



Cabaret (Liza Minnelli)


I am not going home for Christmas nor do I feel like visiting friends (thanks for the invites).

I just feel like watching movies, It´s a family tradition.

pd. I hate Christmas !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

La sabiduría inútil sólo se diferencia de la tontería en que da mucho más trabajo - Proverbio sueco

Soy adicta a la series Lie to me de Fox. Llevo toda la semana durmiendo a las cuatro de la mañana después de un maraton de este programa.

Os pongo el promo para que podeis obsesionaros tanto como yo. :D Consecuentemente no tengo tiempo para escribir, salir, hablar, etc.




Lamento el post tan poco elaborado. Voy a escribir algo profundo... Subsuelo

Lots of work and no inspiration

Thought I´d just post this Dilbert comic. I love Dilbert.

Trastorno obsesivo porcino agudo...

Last week I celebrated the 9th year anniversary of my arrival in Spain. One of the things that has always impressed me is the Spanish National obsession with Ham. As I mentioned in earlier posts, it seems that ham is considered another food group all together. I must admit that this profound love of pork bowls me over.

People seem to get quite upset when I turn down ham (No meat zone).

What... You don´t eat ham.. Why.. Just try it..
No thanks, I don´t eat meat. But it´s iberian ham... Sacrilegio!

Here is a grand example of this "fixation" with all things pork.

The Ham Museum:

Then there´s the Gripe Porcina, etc. etc.

I looked up some great new products that could make a millionaire out of anyone willing to distribute these snazzy items in Spain:


Bacon Flavored Lip balm.. For that hammy smooch!

When your down on your luck and depressed, nothing is more uplifting than a tub of ice cream, especially if it tastes like bacon...


After eating it is always proper to floss:


Or if you´re not able to do your daily dental higiene routine, chow down on some bacon gum...


Want to steam it up, go for some hot bacon lubrication. I just love a pork flavored man...


Not up for romance, let´s go for a drink. Jone´s Christmas Ham Soda. Tasty!




Well.. so the saying goes:
Jamón empezado, pronto mediado; jamón mediado, pronto acabado.

I may consider marketing this stuff here (I´ve got a cunning plan)

Chronic Cubicle Syndrome... apathy, blurred vision, irrate behaviour....

I´m having a terrible day. Firstly, It´s Monday and after a wonderful weekend out of town with friends, I have to work.

It´s a cold and windy day, with a hazy grey backdrop. After 4 weeks of programming an activity that was supposed to start today, I receive a sms stating that "el profesional" hired to start it up, won´t be available til next week. I´d spent all last week confirming, and doing publicity for the soiree. After about 6 unreturned phone calls I receive the message, two hours before the event is to start. Next, a zillion sms messages annulling everything and "quedando como una gilipollas"
I think it´s time to go for lunch. (god help me...)

Lunch time:
I´m seated at a table for one (this converts me into a social pariah).

The waiter says, Table for one (insert nasty sneer) right this way...

I´m seated at a shoddy table next to the kitchen. One so close to another table of six snooty spanish businessmen that it seemed I was part of their party.

After a 15 minute wait, he takes my order. I don´t eat meat, nor seafood. Thus I am limited to fish and vegetarian meals. Doesn´t seem too difficult but I was wrong. I plan to order a salad and cod. As I order I realize that there is nothing for me but a measly salad... Lettuce, tomato, onion and asparagus. :(
I tell the waiter, I don´t eat meat, what else do you have.
He offers me an assortment of loin chops, ham, or sausages. I hadn´t realized that Ham was a vegetable. Seems the waiter doesn´t understand the concept of meat...

Back to work. I go to hotmail to open up my email.
Sorry due to maintenance we are unable to access your account. Try back later.
(Supposedly I should be able to access within one hour. Six hours later I am still waiting.)

I´ve been sitting at my desk for the last six hours, and I truly think that this is the worst Monday ever. My plans have been cancelled, I hardly have eaten anything, and I can´t open my email.

I think I´m going to create false information on the internet to pass the time away...

Um jes i av aan acen en Eeespaneesh

As a foreigner in Spain, I do realize that I have an accent. There is no mystery there. People seem to think that because I have an accent, therefore I must also be ignorant or deaf. The common approach when speaking to a foreigner is to speak louder and slower. Considering that in Spain people already speak so loud that I usually feel my ears ringing, I interpret this as an outright act of terrorism.

Another of my pet peeves is the "listillo" (smarty pants) who enjoys mocking my cute little canadian accent. I could think of a hundred great comebacks or nasty little remarks to make. However, I think this little video gets to the point.



Yes I know, I´m a bitch. Empero, Es mi blog y haré lo que me sale de los ...

Enjoy!

De Miss X a Miss Piggy

Mido 1,63 y peso 60 kilos, al parecer soy una marrana

Hoy me ha dicho un señor de mi curro que me sobran kilos.
No, no le he preguntado, espontaneamente me ha ofrecido dicha información. Este señor que mide más o menos lo mismo que yo y probablemente pese 75 kilos, me dice a mi que estoy rellenita. Si es cierto, las demás compañeras pesarán entre 45 y 55 kilos y en comparación puedo parecer más grande, pero para ese comentario no creo.

Como surgio el debate sobre mi cuerpo... Pues estaba mostrando un vestido que habia comprado,a una compañera. Ella, de unos 45 kilos, estaba encantada con mi vestido y lo probó. El señor simpático, dirigiendose a mi dice: eso no te entra...
Le digo: Lo he probado antes de comprarlo y me queda estupendamente.
Señor: Me mira con cara de duda

Me he venido a casa, y estoy ya con depresión. Esta es la gente que provoca la anorexia y bulimia en los demás. Hombre.. yo no le digo que es feo y chaparro, no?

Qué meta sus comentarios por donde le quepa y la próxima vez que decida sincerarse, le diré una cosa... Yo me puedo adelgazar, pero el que es tonto se queda asi!