girl anachronism
(dresden dolls)

you can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls

you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that're breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
and then again
if it were any colder i could disengage
if i were any older i could act my age
but i dont think that youd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me

and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that i ate
came a couple years too late
and ive got some issues to work through
there i go again
pretending to be you
make-believing
that i have a soul beneath the surface
trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose

i am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
i might join your century
but only on a rare occasion
i was taken out
before the labor pains set in and now
behold the world's worst accident
i am the girl anachronism

and you can tell
by the red in my eyes
and the bruises on my thighs
and the knots in my hair
and the bathtub full of flies
that i'm not right now at all
there i go again
pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors
cause they've seen it all before
they'll say just
let
her
crash
and
burn
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her

and you can tell
from the full-body cast
that i'm sorry that i asked
though you did everything you could
(like any decent person would)
but i might be catching so don't touch
you'll start believeing youre immune to gravity and stuff
don't get me wet
because the bandages will all come off

and you can tell
from the smoke at the stake
that the current state is critical
well it is the little things, for instance:
in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:
please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...

i dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this
so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
i was too precarious removed as a caesarian
behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM

Um desejo assim de lonjuras, de passados que não são seus, mas da coletividade. Essa nostalgia sem forma é típica dos dias em que a Lua transita seu signo, expondo camadas de memórias coletivas. O lado irritante disso é representado por Plutão, que cobra intensidade, e quer mudar você por dentro. A saúde, é claro, se ressente mesmo.

(daqui)

completamente lost in translation.

HELL LEVEL 3 Raw score: 100%

There's a special place in Hell for you: the basement penthouse. You scored the nastiest possible score on the Sexual Hell Test. You have no sexual restraint whatsoever. You'll take pleasure however you can get it, and my guess is you get it a lot. If for some reason you don't right now, you will soon, as people in your category only tend to spiral down ever deeper into the abyss of carnality and delicious sin. Congratulations. I, personally, think that this category is the best. Paradoxically enough, sexual liberation and indulgence can only bring you closer to purity. AVOID: all but level 3 hellions like yourself. You wouldn't want to ruin anyone, now would you?

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 98% on hellishness

Link: The Sexual HELL Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid

não me lembro de ter tido sentimentos tão intensos e diferentes como agora.



in hell and heaven.

City feels the burn

99 degrees breaks record set in 2002

By VERONIKA BELENKAYA, LISA MUÑOZ and JONATHAN LEMIRE DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS

The city's temperature soared to a record for the day yesterday just hours after wild winds and heavy rain battered Long Island.

The mercury in Central Park hit 99 degrees, topping the 98 degrees recorded for the same date in 2002. The heat index made it feel like 106 degrees yesterday afternoon, according to the National Weather Service.

The blazing heat was hardest on the elderly and less fortunate, including residents of a Queens homeless shelter suffering without air conditioning.

"It's so hot that the ice in the freezer melts," said Luis Ramos, 26, who lives in Astoria's LaGuardia Family Center, a 52-room private facility that provides long-term shelter under contract with the city. "It's like locking yourself in an elevator with the door closed."

According to residents, the shelter's air conditioning has been broken for weeks, forcing children to battle heat rashes and asthmatic coughs while their parents leave their room doors open - exposing themselves to thieves - in a futile effort to release some heat.

"My daughter, she can't hardly sleep because of the heat," said Doris Feliz, 22, who is five months pregnant, as she held her 2-year-old daughter. "I have a fan, but it just blows hot air."

Center spokesman Joe Fitzpatrick acknowledged that the air conditioning had been out for two weeks but said it should be fixed tomorrow after a part arrives.

Homeowners in Glen Cove, L.I., which was hardest hit by the nasty storm late Friday, were convinced a tornado was to blame for the extensive damage in their community.

"That was a tornado. It just ripped through here and flipped the trees and power lines onto homes," said Mimi Murphy, who lives in the waterfront town.

But the weather service could not confirm that a twister had touched down. Meteorologist Bill Goodman said the "damage was relatively widespread" and likely the result of a thunderstorm.

The severe weather likely was brought on by the oppressive heat that has gripped the metro area for days, Goodman said.

Some relief is in sight. Temperatures are expected to be in the low 90s today, and the thermometer will dip back into the mid-80s tomorrow, meteorologists predicted.

Originally published on August 14, 2005

pelo jeito, terei que andar armada.

ontem vi garden state.

e quero ver broken flowers, do jim jarmush.
uma carta, uma viagem, encontros.
fora que a trilha é bem legal.



e um site pra ver depois, com calma.




( <- garland, do tord boontje.)

tgif


e o ser humano favorito de hj é...
dave grohl.

isso me lembrou demais várias aulas da faculdade:

... o que é o ser humano? (...) Que imagem se oculta no modo de produção capitalista e na economia exclusivamente de mercado? A resposta óbvia será: o ser humano é essencialmente um ser de necessidades (um animal faminto) que devem ser satisfeitas e, por isso, um ser de consumo. (...)

Leonardo Boff, Saber cuidar: Ética do humano - compaixão pela terra

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose a three piece suit on hire purchased in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life...But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

papelada pra ny:

- um guia;
- um caderninho choco-latte;
- e um livro.

as coisas sempre podem piorar.

alguém pode imaginar o que é ficar sem luz aqui?

agora mesmo fiz brigadeiro.
com um leite condensado chamado magnolia.

devo pensar em alguma mensagem subliminar ao engolir os bichinhos?

adoro o clipe de only (dá pra ver aqui).
direção do david fincher.

fora que tem a ver com outras 2 paixões: nails e teeth. vide orkut.

update: na verdade tem a ver com minhas 3 paixões orkutianas.
let's see what needles do.

2 paixões: dna e design.
o que não quer dizer que eu concorde com as duas coisas juntas.
ou discorde delas.



Startup: Designer Life
By Corie Lok September 2005

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Last year, some 250 engineers, computer scientists, and biologists gathered at MIT for the first conference in a new field called synthetic biology. Their common goal: designing and building from scratch artificial biological systems such as cells or microorganisms that can do anything from producing drugs to cleaning up pollution. But conference goers agreed that to achieve such a goal, they will need better tools for synthesizing the long stretches of DNA required to build the synthetic organisms' genomes.

Just a few months after the conference, some of the researchers founded a synthetic-biology startup called Codon Devices to provide those tools. With $13 million in venture capital funding, Codon is developing high-speed, low-cost DNA synthesis technology that could make synthetic biology a reality. By the end of this year, the company hopes to begin collaborating with academic researchers, helping them with DNA design and fabrication and delivering to them engineered DNA, proteins, or cells as products.

Codon's technology could enable improved protein-based therapeutics and vaccines. Since synthetic biologists engineer genomes from scratch, instead of modifying naturally occurring ones, they should be able to create proteins and cells with novel and complex capabilities. Synthetic biologists say they want to design and build genomes in the same way that electrical engineers make integrated circuits. "They've been doing large-scale integrated circuits since I was a kid. Now we're trying to do large-scale integrated biological circuits," says Harvard Medical School geneticist George Church, Codon's cofounder and chief scientific officer.

Although synthetic biologists can design DNA sequences for engineered organisms, they lack affordable tools that can quickly, automatically, and accurately turn those sequences into DNA molecules. With current methods, for instance, it can take many years, $10 million, and lots of manual handling and reagents to make a bacterial genome that is five million DNA letters long. And the process is prone to error: each letter of the final molecule has a 1 percent chance of being incorrect.

Within the next two years, Codon's technology should reduce the time and cost of synthesizing DNA to about one-hundredth to one-thousandth of their current rates. That will enable the fabrication of longer stretches of DNA, says the company. And Codon aims to reduce the error rate to between one-thousandth and one-ten-thousandth of the current rate.

Codon researchers use the basic approach of conventional DNA synthesis but have streamlined the process to cut down on the number of steps, the volume of reagents, and the manual transferring of reagents between containers--all of which allows for more automation. Key to the system is the use of a gene chip on which thousands of small fragments of the desired DNA sequence are synthesized in parallel in one step. The company's DNA-design software determines how to parcel out the sequence so that once the fragments are synthesized they can be pieced together with minimal labor.

The startup will face technical hurdles. For one, it may be difficult for Codon's gene chip-based synthesis technology to handle certain types of sequences, such as very repetitive ones, says John Mulligan, CEO of Blue Heron Biotechnology, a Bothell, WA, gene synthesis company that is also looking to use gene chips.

And there are business challenges as well. Codon is the first startup to try to commercialize synthetic biology. "It may take a little while to shake out the business models," says Mulligan. But the startup is right to focus on selling its DNA design capabilities, rather than just its DNA synthesis services, he says. "That's where the high value is."

Fonte: Technology Review

if you don't kiss me right now, i'm gonna scream.


que filme mais lindo.
ouvindo god only knows.


lindo.





update: a trilha do filme só está disponível na amazon alemã, aqui.

peguei 2 filmes:
mind the gap (pq será?)
my life without me

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meu fortune cookie que disse:
you will soon find more adventure in life

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countdown to ny.

noemia duque.
guarde esse nome.

entrei no seu site ontem e no mundo pós já são clássicos.

(dica da dama)

são rivó do senhor
meu zeloso guardador

acabei de ler o retrato de dorian gray.
uma delícia.
incomodante.

- Neste mundo, Dorian, a única coisa horrível é o tédio. Eis o único pecado para o qual não há perdão.

O.W. again

Dorian recuou, olhou a redor, e viu, em colchões desfiados, coisas grotescas em poses fantásticas. Fascinaram-no as pernas entrelaçadas, as bocas pasmas, os olhos fixos, sem lustro. Sabia em que céus estranhos sofriam, e que infernos melancólicos ensinavam-lhes o segredo de uma nova alegria. (...) Queria estar em algum lugar em que ninguém soubesse quem ele era. Queria fugir de si mesmo.

Oscar Wilde, O Retrato de Dorian Gray.

mas mudando de assunto.

agora, além de:
1/4 de bióloga
ex-funcionária-pública
designer teórica
fazedora de roupas de cama, almofadas e camisetas
babá impaciente
quase personal image designer
e mais um monte de outras bobagens
também sou compositora de músicas sombrias com frases profundas e impactantes.
já vejo multidões enlouquecidas delirando ao som do amor além da morte.
né, diva?

se pergunta é pq quer saber.
então não reclame da resposta.
tô de saco cheio daqui sim.

eu coração messenger.
thanx also to gmail, camilita rp e gal.

o pior é que ela é bonitinha.
principalmente quieta e dormindo.

quero dormir e acordar só daqui a 2 semanas.
stress do inferno.
ainda arranco meu útero e anexos fora.

Não fale de coisas horríveis. Se não falarmos delas, deixam de ter acontecido. É a simples expressão, como diz Harry, que dá realidade às coisas.

Oscar Wilde, O Retrato de Dorian Gray.

*acho que isso responde a minha dúvida do dia 10 de julho.

enqto a programação dessa semana em londres inclui prodigy, entre várias outras opções, e a de ny tem liz phair, kings of leon e mais um milhão de coisas que eu não conheço, em bh a atração principal são dois irmãos, provavelmente de goiás. sim, sou preconceituosa.

pq será que eu não tenho saudade da minha (?) cidade?

aliás, acabei de me lembrar de um sonho dessa noite. eu passeava pela savassi, sozinha, olhando as coisas. tava tudo vazio, um friozinho bom. de repente eu entro numa rua qq e uma multidão de uniforme canta música baiana. pavor. pavor. saí correndo e peguei o primeiro ônibus que vi.

inter-blogs

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fóquiú por 220v:

legal e doce, mas tb pode ser muito má.

sempre confusa, apesar de já saber o que definitivamente nao quer!

preguiçosa, mas nunca pra pensar!

(aguarde, camilita!)

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diva:
(update)
que ele não durma nessa noite nem nas próximas. e vc fique cada vez melhor.
mas não sei mesmo o que acontece com o blog. não entendo nada dessas coisas.

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drão:
apesar de não comentar, sempre leio o hérnia.