Últimamente no tengo muchas ganas de escribir, debe ser porque me levanto a las 6 de la mañana y eso afecta a todo mi día... Y encima hace frío, y llueve... Pero bueno, la verdad es que tampoco tengo muchas cosas que contar. Lo días planos son los peores porque te hacen olvidar los que no lo han sido y te parece que es tu vida entera es la que es plana. Y no quiero pensar que mi vida es algo plano porque es que en realidad no lo es, es todo un engaño de estos días en los que no me pasa nada.
¡Quiero que me pase algo ya! Pero que sea bueno, claro, o si más no que no sea malo.
En mi horóscopo de hoy ponía que este fin de semana no tendría ganas de nada y que lo que me apetecería es quedarme en casa. Mmm... creo que no. No creo nada en absoluto en esto de los horóscopos, pero lo miro todos los días para ver qué tal me pintan la jornada. Y la verdad es que casi nunca aciertan.
Bueno, pues como no tengo nada que contar, sólo os transmitiré mi gran alegría por haber encontrado mi nueva orientación profesional. Quiero ser estilista de indumentaria. en otro momento ya os contaré en qué consiste y todo eso, que ahora me da bastante pereza. Me voy a dormir un ratito. Aquí tenéis una gran canción que alegrará vuestros días cuando la escuchéis porque es de lo más feliz.

The Fallen

So they say you're a troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
All the things that bring the idiots joy
Well, what's wrong with a little destruction?

And the Kunst won't talk to you
Because you kissed St. Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the profits of Tesco?

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
The fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we're all...

Up now and get 'em, boy
Up now and get 'em, boy
Drink to the devil
Death to the doctors!

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Five thousand users fed today
Oh as you feed us
Won't you lead us
To be blessed

So we stole and drank champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
"I never feel pain, won't you hit me again?"
"I need a bit of black and blue to be a rotation"

In my blood I felt the bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist, an eyebrow burst
You've a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of blood

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
You turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be the magdalen of virgin you've already been
You've already been already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
To be blessed

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la...

So I'm sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your name

So they say you're a troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word, the word is 'destroy'
I break this bottle, think of you fondly

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It's not a jag in the arm
It's a nail in the beam
On this barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be the magdelan of virgin
You've already been
and you've already seen..

wahoo! wahoo! wahoo! wahoo! wahoo! wahoo! wahoo! wahoo!

Yeah! You've already been,
you've already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We're all damned.

(Franz Ferdinand)