a good friend has died...

A very good friend of mine, Coto, died a few weeks ago. And there's something I have to say.

We may have not seen each other enough, or gone out for coffee much.

Coto liked weirdo music, but sometimes he heard songs I liked. He promised me that he would make me a cd with the songs I liked from a list he had organized on an excel sheet. I was always sending him the songs I thought he may have liked. He was one of the coolest friends ever and I probably shared with him stuff I never shared with anybody else. We always had a good time discussing about our relationships, feelings, places to go. He was always there when I needed some advice, and he always thought he could figure out things better than anyone else could.

He had just bought a motorcycle (even though he didn’t have a license), gone to Brazil with his girlfriend last February on holidays and loved it. I helped him making the reservations and looking for the best price, as he wanted to save some money for I can’t remember what and he knew I knew a few people that could help him with that. When he came back, he sent me tons of the pics he had taken there and didn’t stop talking about the place, just as I tortured him when I came back from Venezuela.

He loved the colours on my blog and even asked me to teach him how to make one, cause he wanted to be cool. He probably wrote one post… and that was it, exactly a year ago. I remember that around that time, he wanted to give his girlfriend a kitten for her birthday, so I got him one for free with my cousin. He loved teasing that poor animal, playing games that were a bit… too hard on the little one.. but everytime he would tell me what he did with it I would crack up. He loved going on and on about the vitamins he was taking, and how good they were and how I should have those too cause they made him feel healthy.

Last year, he offered to find the right guy for me. He started sending me pictures of his best friends, describing each one of them. I probably got more than 8 pictures with different guys, that I never got to meet because we never got around to organize a rendezvous.

He wanted to go and visit Eastern Europe. When I told him I had been to Prague, he got very excited and started to ask me where to go and how much to save and when to go and how much to take. It always impressed me how much trusted me. He wanted to practise his English and asked me to talk to him only in that language, and correct him when he was wrong. And I remember one time I bitched in English for hours cause I was pissed off with something going on with my life and all he could say was: ok, right…, but chill out!, not cause he didn’t have the right words to make me feel better.. but because I got too carried away. That is how patient he always was.

Of course, I wish I could have spent more time with him. I knew something was wrong when I realized I hadn’t seen him online/talked to him in days.

And yes, he had left us, leaving family, girlfriend, and friends that loved him to pieces. I hope he is up there enjoying whatever you are supposed to see after you have spent years right here.

And I miss him. And even though I really don’t want to talk about it, there's something else I have to say: descansa en paz, mi querido Coto.

el gabo

Finalmente el Gabo se rindió y optó por tener un blog como el resto de la gente cool.
Me contaba que lo abrió ayer y ya tiene como cinco fans. Yo no se si soy parte de esas cinco o somos seis en total.

De todas formas, el Gabo es una persona re especial. Yo lo conocí por medio de mi hermano, porque trabajaban juntos. Yo creo que es el único de sus amigos al que no le tiene celos. Pero bueh, ese es tema para otro día. Y se ganó mi corazón cuando me vió toda adolorida (cuando empezó todo el atao de la muela juliana) y partió (dejando el ron servido) a comprarme nefersil para que no me doliera más y hasta gomitas para que no fuera todo tan malo!

Además es el co- dueño de un felino famoso. Quién sabe si un dia nos pasa a buscar en limusina a la casa??? además, la Caro, su novia es un amooooooooooor y su madre cocina rico.

La custión de todo este post, es sólo para contarles que el Gabo tiene su blog y escribe la raja, que escribió un post y me nombró a mí y me creo la muerte con eso, y que ama a Redolés y a los Mecánica Popular. A mí me da mucha risa. Y se los recomiendo, a ojos cerrados (como dijo feliciano): http://gatodelgabo.blogspot.com/

Eso. Y siendo las 21.47 del sábado, aún sigo con mi cachete kikesco y me duele. Y aún no consigo un enfermero!

yo y mi juicio

Para los que no sabían, anoche me iban a sacar un cuarto de mi juicio.
Llegué a la consulta a las 7pm, (pichicateada) y empezó la mini cirugía con la famosa inyección de anestesia. Yo feliz.
Pero luego de como cuarenta minutos de que me habían hecho un tajo y revisado y separado el tejido alrededor de la muela que estaba por encima de la del juicio, el dentista se da cuenta que está enredada bajo la otra... resultado: detuvo el procedimiento debido a que yo estaba con mucho dolor y mi pobre mandibula ya no respondía, me pone dos puntos y me vengo en estado de bulto a mi casa (gracias mamita por ir a buscarme).
Y cuando sane esto, tendré que pasar por una cirugia mas cotota, ya no en la consulta de mi dentista, sino que en una clinica especializada...
Pasé una noche horrenda con mucho mucho dolor y mucha hinchazón, igual que la foto. Hoy amanecí sintiendome como el chico denuevo... pero por suerte ya es de día y si me sigo sintiendo igual, llamo al dentista para que pichicatee mas.
Pero bueh. El punto de este post es para contarles que me falta la pura pelota y soy Kiko. No hay ninguna fiesta de disfraces este fin de semana? Estoy media volada aun con los remedios que estoy tomando (como tres distintos) y casi ni me puedo mover porque me duele hasta tragar.... , pero de que tengo la misma carita del amigo del chavo, la tengo, y AL NATURAL!

Paseo de fin de año pero en marzo

Y como no hay deuda que no se pague ni plazo que no se cumpla... finalmente armamos el paseo de fin de año.. en Marzo.
No será Buenos Aires... pero prefiero mil veces ir al Santuario de la Naturaleza con gente que adoro a ir que ir a la "Chaina" con gente que no paso!


Para variar posando, con Fedo preparando el asado y Daniella


Rodrigo y Fedo






Chapoteando en el agua que estaba C.O.N.G.E.L.A.D.A. con Fedo y Bev

Cumple de la Andrea y Oscar

El sábado pasado Andrea y Oscar celebraron su cumple: E - J - A - L - E!!
Aquí van algunas de las fotix (fotografo oficial: el hermano del cumpleañero):


Como el cumpleañero no salia en ninguna foto.. puse esta que el mismo se "autosacó" la noshe anteriorsh.


La cumpleañera y su "amigo".


Pali y Diego con su nuevo "luc"


La Lore y el novio






Patrice y Lore

flashbaaaaaaaaaack!

Browsing through some old pics I came across this one. It was taken in Tierra del Fuego (I know, it could have been anywhere really) about 2 years ago. I don't think I look THAT much different. Longer hair probably?

La Polililita

I met her in high school... over 10 years ago! we sat right next to each other in class (at the very back of the classroom) for a whole year!
Many years have passed and a lot of water under the bridge for the two of us.. and we are still there for each other.
Gracias Poli por toda la paciencia!