the end is almost here

Moldova, Moldávia...
Moldávia, República da, sem dúvida nenhuma! Que do português entendemos nós! Eles que entendam do Moldavo! Pobre Heládio Clímaco que, há uns anos, não sabia o que fazer (dizer) quando davam pontos à Moldávia! Por isso, Moldova jamé!

E eis mais um pedaço de irrelevância.

Servia o presente post para falar sobre o meu «balanced scorecard»! Mas como o blog teve uma visita da Moldávia, alguém que gosta do Hayling dos FC Kahuna, achei que devia destilar prontuariamente a minha indignação!

Tudo isto por causa do grita-me!, do «Grita aqui o que andas a fazer por aí» e do Congresso da Gente Boazinha! Vamos fazer qualquer coisa? Que tal o mini-tanque? Hoje estou bem disposto! Este ano havemos de ler tantas coisas que não nos hão-de servir... temos que aproveitar. This could be our last year of (relative) freedom! (Sim, estou bem disposto!)

P.S.: Eu acho que nos devíamos matarmo-nos até Janeiro e acabar o mestrado num semestre... que me dizem? It's like... you know what? you suck and we're great! not just potential but the real deal! crazy shit you wanna see what we're capable of? we're going weeeeeeeeeee and they go ohhhhhhhhh and we say:

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I dreamt I was way up, I was standing on the top With the feeling I was falling, bop beep bop I dreamt that I was jumping in a circus through a hoop Someone shut the lights off, shoo-be-doop I dreamt that I was fast, I was never shutting up I was going in a hurry, I was giddy-up giddy-up I dream I'm in the park, I'm standing in the nudey I'm getting what I wanted, tootie fruity tootie fruity

Fe fi fo, fun for me, fun for me

I dreamt that I was dreaming, I was wired to a clock Tickled by the minute hand, tock tick tock I dream I'm on a train and it is making music Don't remember getting on, clickity click I dreamt that I was very tall, bigger than King Kong I heard the bells are ringing, a ring ding dong I dream I am an ostrich, deep in the sand Rhythm is a playing, elastic band, elastic band

Fe fi fo, fun for me, fun for me