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Kvasir40



Last Updated: 10/14/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Divorced
Age: 45
Sign: Sagittarius

City: YUBA CITY
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 11/18/2007

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Monday, April 27, 2009 

Current mood:  apathetic
Category: Life
In the morning... it is just metaphore for life.


Friday, December 07, 2007 

Current mood:  contemplative
There is a certain very nice and beautiful lady who lately seems to be hunting my dreams, and even my day dreams. It is quite interesting and ironic how is it that we seem to always tend to love those who do not love us in return. I chase one who chases somebody else, and it seems to be an eternal tuning wheel. We are not so much different.

In any case, in dedication to her, the following video:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2gibuWuApc
Tuesday, November 20, 2007 
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Monday, November 19, 2007 
Let see if this one can post
Monday, November 19, 2007 
The initial headline on my home page reads "la gata bajo la lluvia". It is actually the title of a song, by late famous female singer Rocio Durcal. The translated title may read "the cat under the rain", with the note, it is a female cat, which cannot be embedded as a unique word in English, but has to be compoud phrase.

You need to first see the video:



A possible translation of the song:

Love,
easy, I will not disturbe you
my luck was already thrown I know
and I know there is a torrent revolting in your mind
Love
Our love was only serendipity
the same hour the same boulevard

don't be concerned, I am not blaming you for the past
you see, life is like that,
you go away, and I remain here
it will rain
and I will not be yours
I will be the cat under the rain
and I will meow for you

Love
I know, don't say anything, really
if you see a tear, pardon me
I know you did not want to make a hurt cat cry

Love
if some day we see each other again
invite me a coffee and make love to me
and if I don't see you again I wish you good luck

you see, life is like that,
you go away, and I remain here
it will rain, and I will not be yours
I will be the cat under the rain
you see, life is like that,
you go away, and I remain here
it will rain, and I will not be yours
I will be the cat under the rain
and I will meow
for you


At the time of creating this myspace site, my mood was a little bit melancholic. Dreaming about all the possibilities, and lingering why do we seem to love those who do not love us in return? Is it wired in our brains? Or just common sense?