We think too much, and feel too little

msx: vai in farmacia e chiedi i coni di
cera d’api per la pulizia delle orecchie. Sono una manna per
l’otite, il dolore sparisce subito. Magari compra due
confezioni (non sto’ scherzando, li ho provati e sono
veramente stupendi)

Some people, don’t worry
‘Bout nothing, don’t know what’s going on
I’m not one, who can’t say they’re sorry
I just care what’s going on, there’s more important
Than making sure your watch look just right, and second hand
opinions
Don’t make you look any smarter

Don’t you think, don’t you think
Don’t you think that maybe it’s time, yes it’s time
Time you started thinking, time you started thinking

And don’t just sweeten up the taste, brother shots
brother
But meanwhile your fixing up your face, you’re not affected
by the truth
Unless it’s on your doorstep, deodorise your paradise
No point in getting crazy

Don’t you think, don’t you think
Don’t you think that maybe it’s time, yes it’s time
Time you started thinking, time you started thinking

Time you started thinking ’bout things in the back of your
head
Someone said before you turn a blind eye, hear a bell ring
sex sells everything
But I don’t buy it so don’t try it, sleeping in the small
world head in the sand
Better wash your hands, make a new plan, there’s more
important things
Than making sure your shoes walk just right
Ignore reality there’s nothing you can do about it
Ignore reality there’s nothing you can do about it
Ignore reality there’s nothing you can do about it
The clothes you wear don’t make the man
It’s just another party

Don’t you think, don’t you think
Don’t you think that maybe it’s time, yes it’s time
Time you started thinking, time you started thinking

There are more important things
Than making sure your watch looks just right, your second
hand opinions
Don’t make you look any smarter, you’re not affected by the
truth
Unless it’s on your doorstep, deodorise your paradise
No point in getting crazy
Yes, its time
Time you started thinking

shalom: dici?

As usual, I’m lazy updating this ChangeLog.

I’ll start inserting stuff here in the old way.

LIFE: well, life? it rocks. Life is good. Life is yours, keep
it. I’m lately thinking about things like this:

you work night & day, and people hates you
you do nothing, and people hates you
you decide to stop working, to feel relaxed and re-charge
your batteries: people (guess what) hates you.

Interesting, uh? I’m now wondering who are my friends or not. The
world is against me? Sounds good.. world, wait for an answer!

I’ve spent the whole morning in bed, trying to have the fever
going down. After lunch, spent the afternoon with Benedetta
walking around in Florence center, and then we had a excellent
sushi dinner at Momoyama’s.

GSDV: profiled GsdvData and GsdvObject. I’ve created some nice
Debian packages (I’ve to discover which version of the standards
I’m following.. but the packages are working fine)

PLUTO: finally I’ve ftp.pluto.linux.it ftpd up and
running. Checking for permissions, ownerships and related is a
really boring work, but it helps keeping my mind busy. I’ve also
done more work on the new web site port to perl/make/awk/sed
setup. It’s nice.

a cosa serve tutto questo? inizia a spuntare un timido sole
in questi pomeriggi… andiamo tutti nel bosco a cogliere
fiori, e che cavolo!

Ieri febbre. Oggi raccolta di fiori gialli nel campo. Il
concerto di Ani Di Franco questa sera saltera’? Speriamo di
no.
Ho letto tutti i log del cvs fatti da
leandro. Li trovate qui.
Molto divertenti, sopratutto se letti in questo modo,
relazionati al file che il commento accompagna.

Cosa sta’ per accadere? niente, assolutamente niente. Credo
che sia accaduto ormai tutti,c’e’ bisogno di un nuovo
underground, adesso.

mastro: il tuo diario fa schifo.
FleXer: Idem.

Vergognatevi

My tea’s gone cold, I’m wondering why I got out of bed at
all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can’t see at all

And even if I could it’d all be grey, but your picture on my
wall
it reminds me that it’s not so bad
it’s not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay
my head just feels in pain

I missed the bus and there’ll be hell today
I’m late for work again and even if I’m there,
they’ll all imply that I might not last the day
and then you call me and it’s not so bad
it’s not so bad and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life

Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life

Push the door,I’m home at last and I’m soaking through and
through
then you handed me a towel and all I see is you
and even if my house falls down now, I wouldn’t have a clue

because you’re near me and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life

Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life

Non essere triste

Volevo provare nuove sensazioni. Finalmente, qualcosa
all’orizzonte. Ma la paura e’ veramente tanta. Ma tanta,
credetemi.
Finalmente riesco a provare qualcosa di nuovo dopo tanto,
tanto tempo (diciamo 3 anni, per i piu’ pignoli).
Stasera sono stato alla terme, ma avevo dimenticato che era
S. Valentino. Pienone clamoroso. Gruppi di coppia si sono
addirittura presentati in camper. Veramente assurdo.
Prima di questo, sono stato a cena in un posto
OhSoCute. Veramente bello. E’ stata una serata
strana.. ormoni che esplodevano, paure che nascevano, dubbi
atroci che mangiano lo stomaco, il tutto condito da tanta,
tanta felicita’.
Che dire? sono senza lavoro e non ho una lira in tasca, ho
grossi casini in famiglia, ho amici stronzi e tanto altro.
Ma ora riusciro’ (speriamo, ca**o) ad affrontare tutto con
un occhio diverso. Magari riesco pure a risolvere alcuni di
questi problemi, che, in fondo, non sono cosi’ terribili.
Forse ruzzolare dalla scale e’ meglio di tutto questo, ma
per ora basta. Grazie a tutti, arrivederci (forse).