explaining the below

My team, Barcelona (aka Barca) won the European Championship last night. It's a big deal. The two vids are of people celebrating in a fountain near where I live. It lasted into the morning...

Puyols and Ronaldihno celebrating the European Championship!! 

My team 

confession

I felt I should announce that I spike my hair somewhat in the front. That way if you happen to see me sometime from the other side of the street but you don't think its me because what you see is someone who looks like me but has hair sticking up in the front, you can then know that yes it probably is me as I now wear my hair standing up. And the other thing you should know is that I have been wearing it like so for a good while now. I am sorry I haven't told you before, its just that a lot has been going on and it all happened so suddenly. Just so you know...

faith

can't remem if i already posted this or not...

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sometimes it all comes together
like formulas and puzzles
sorted out against dark
randomness and chaos

and sometimes it all falls apart
leaving empty spaces at night
pondering unanswerable moments
to be left till ends of time

and in those days
one must decide
how weary souls will choose to climb
the steepening path of their design

coffee buzz

As I posted the last post I reread the subtitle for my blog and was provoked to add the following thoughts about coffee.

I drink a lot and would feel justified in saying that without it my person suffers. That is to say that I teach more that just the first english class after lunch with drooping eyelids and drifting thoughts... I guess I could summarize by simply saying that I NEED it.

However I have also noticed another phenomemon connected with my coffee consumption. Twenty minutes after I have drank a cup of the stuff I feel my heart rate jump significantly. And for the subsequent 45 minutes it tends to stay at the accelerated level of beating. Feelings of jumpiness, a steady shake, and occasionaly shortness of breath top it off. It's not something I particularly enjoy.

So I am left with no where to go. And like a broken man, I always end up back with the drink. Jumpy with an accelerating heartbeat is a small price to pay for the momentary satisfaction of tasting the smooth black liquid go down and make all drowsiness disappear...

But sometimes I wonder if I am becoming just another hypochondriac like the rest of them...

May's here now.

I just felt I should acknowledge that fact. That and how I have slacked. I feel like my life had a two month lull followed by two months of chaos. I noticed that during the two month lull I wrote more stuff, thought a bit more, and generally was more active on this. Then during the two following months I did close to very little. O mejor dicho, jacksquat.

But grace is free and abundant to all and so maybe it can cover my lack of written communication.

I am reading Isaiah at the moment and just wanted to say that I found chapters 36 and 37 particularly good. Other than that I haven't been reading much. Not even CS Lewis.

My novel (like I can even say my novel) is still in its first stages. Unfortunately those stages haven't progressed since the time I announced it's beginnings. I would like to think that maybe once lazy summer days hit I will try and move it along a bit. Which year those lazy summer days happen to happen in is another thing in itself.

I have even written less emails. But then you know that already don't you? However music listening has not decreased on the whole. I have rediscovered a band called Athlete from England and my Spanish guitar cd. Not to mention a guy from Mexico called Alex Campos and an old favorite David Gray. Quality stuff.

In other recent news I have regressed to my Christmas shaving routine. That is to say, whenever the heck I feel like it and no other time.

As for physical activity I continue to have longings to get on the football pitch but still lack a platform to do so. I play basketball maybe once a week so I am hopefully not dimishing in that area. I jog about once a month. All in all I can't seem to put on any weight as much as I would like to. This does not bode well, because as I am due to come back and do concrete for a couple months it certainly means that I won't put any on then!

During the past two weeks I have found myself teaching english while daydreaming about other places and times... That is to say that I have reached the point I can do it subconciously. O mejor dicho, without being mentally present. This can only mean that I teach too much english. Some classes just after lunch I try to do half asleep as well as mentally not present. I think at that point though, the quality actually starts to suffer. Don't tell the parents.

I preached last Sunday in Spanish for the first time. I think it went well and of course it was a small but momentous occasion for me in my quest to learn this language.

Well I have to go by bread now. Hopefully it will be hot and soft. If it is I will tear a bit off and eat it as I walk back home. Till next time.