I don't believe in romantic love anymore. It's fictional, people.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Ursula in Uruguay
I can't believe I've been to Uruguay. It seems so surreal & lofty. There is empirical evidence to prove that I was there: my credit card statement, an oversized t-shirt with a Uruguayan flag on it in my possession, photographs I took, a clear passport stamp, spare coins in my bag and dozens of memories.
I guess I expected, upon arrival, to become a dusty gaucho or a carnivorous candombe musician.
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Thursday, January 22, 2009
McDonald's
I believe children are the funniest people on the planet. They don't even try to impress. Many just exude cool humor.
Tonight I was talking to a three year old boy. I asked him to write his name on a paper and he wrote something which resembled the scribble you see to your left.
I complimented his name-writing to which he responded, "You think that's my name?" (Snort.)"...that says McDonald's."
Silly Ursula.
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Monday, January 19, 2009
¡Qué vergüenza!
I believe it's rather shocking how many words I hesitate pronouncing in public.
Sure, I can totally play my ESL card but this is a bit absurd.
Here are a few words I practice saying to myself at night:
- irascible
- triptych
- traipse
- conscious (LOL. I know....)
Naturally I know what these words mean but my tongue hates them.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Dear Brazil
I believe Mutum might be my new favorite movie of all time. It's definitely in the top five films. It's painful to watch at times but when Thiago laughs there is nothing better in the world.
I can't believe I met the director Sandra Kogut tonight @ the MoMa. We hugged and I even got strands of her hair in my mouth.
I believe there are no limits to what people can create (when not living on the internet) and was so inspired to hear what Kogut went through to make Mutum a reality.
Note to self: get your ass off the effing internet. Start writing again. Ok, ok....
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Humans have many dimensions.
I believe the following passage found on page 112 from Many Lives, Many Masters by. Brian Weiss, M.D :
"Patience and timing.... everything comes when it must come. A life cannot be rushed, cannot be worked on a schedule as so many people want it to be. We must accept what comes to us at a given time, and not ask for more... Humans have many dimensions. But time is not as we see time, but rather in lessons that are learned."
Basically the fabulous shit I've been banking on can't happen until I learn what I am to learn. My favorite part is a "life cannot be rushed, cannot be worked on a schedule ...."
I believe in past lives.
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
Pairs
On weekend mornings, what could be better than coffee and journaling? When at a bookstore, I either buy two books or nothing. I wait until I need two books rather than bring a single book home.
Believe it or not, this post has provided me with troves of insight into myself. More about pairs and pears in the future.
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Where the Wild Things Are
I believe the worst part of living NYC will be saying hasta luego to Christopher and all our Wild Things. Who will roar their terrible roar, gnashed their terrible teeth, roll their terrible eyes and show their terrible claws?
God, if only I had been sent to bed with no supper tonight.....
Monday, January 5, 2009
Why actually I do have a reservation....
I don't believe 2009 is worth living unless I can catch tonight's season premiere of Anthony Bourdain's show No Reservations.
For the love of Jesú Christo, he's going to be traipsing all over my motherland- México.
Tacos, mariachis, piñatas, cerveza, and everything else that requires a glorious accent mark!!
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