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One More Robot/Sympathy 3000-21
Posted by Juan Fernando Pacheco
Almost two years ago I heard this song from Flaming Lips One More Robot/Sympathy 3000-21, and until today I like it.
I hope someone else of my readers likes too, but if you never hear before Flaming Lips you don’t know what you lost, in my personal point of view is a great band with great lyrics and of course the music by itself is other story.
Why I leave twitter?
Posted by Juan Fernando Pacheco
During the last two weeks some people ask to me that, why you let to post in Twitter?, and when I response to them in fact I have no one special reason to explain why I left Twitter, have no time, have nothing to say I don’t know, but the first one, is the main of my responses to them, but when I’m alone I don’t think so.
In silly words, just one day I left behind of me twitter and that was almost one month ago, and in fact I’m not sure if I back or not to twitter, maybe during this month I back to post again, and feel again that pleasure to post in 140 characters, but if you like to add me as your contact in twitter and of course have wait nothing from me in the next days, weeks, months please feel free to do that, this is my URL: http://twitter.com/fernandopacheco
Friday, never will be the same!
Posted by Juan Fernando Pacheco
During so many months in the last year I learned to live every Friday as an special day of the week, basically because the job-week ends, and of course normally I can use the weekend to take a breath ready to start a new week again on monday morning. And now, back to my feels about Friday, I just want to say than every single friday during 2006 leaves me a bad taste in my mouth, pain, angry, hate, anger.
Today is Friday in the afternoon, and as someone used said, on friday I’m in love, and I learned to fall in love every friday, I felt in love with those feels, that’s the reason why I decide to post about my last year Friday’s feels.
- Pain, of the friendship and time lost, it will never back again to me.
- Angry with myself because I didn’t stop a time and everything comes down in my life.
- Hate, I just hates the lies mades from my ex-”friends”.
- Anger, with all those feels
Today I can say that my life is really different, I have not the same problems from two years ago and of course I don’t have the same feels about friday, but I like to remember from where I came, to never back again there.



