Right now I am naked, smoking a cigarette (dangerous, if it falls...) and updating my blog. You may ask yourself, why the hell are u naked, It is not that hot, and you are not alone at home. Well the thing is, I got out of he bathroom and I am so lazy to dress up that I decided to feel free... light.

Anyway. Yesterday was cool. Despite the fact that I went carrying a guitar and heavy bag to EA any didn't even play. It is kind of my fault, since I couldn't go to the rehearse Samuel thought I was not gonna go at all, or I wouldn't know the routine well. Still I think that after all it was not that bad, mainly because I didn't know the lyrics, I don’t know the tabs, I didn't know the order or the rhythm. All happens for a reason.

Well, in my opinion Samuel and Andre played originally well. And I have to congratulate Alexandre for such a creative improvisation while Samuel had some technical problems. Puff the magic dragon... nice song. I even had a chance to see the EA headmaster singing "I love u baby". I tried to contain myself from saying or doing something. An act of youth. A stupidity that would probably get Rafa happy and would mark the OLM name at EA forever. But once again, I was to sober.

I can't forget the fact that when I left Samuel was apparently flirting with a least two girls. It may not be true, but from my myopic, tired, sober low (I am 1.65cm high) perspective it was flirting. And I am not saying this to embarrass anyone, but men... I told u TWO YEARS.

Yesterday's evening was useful too, in the sense that I talked about some script ideas, which rally inspired me to write something. I am gonna start with the close caption one... but afterwards I'm gonna get the one of the girl and the sinlge night. I don't know if André, Samuel or Enrique will ever read this, just in case, call me men.

Tonight I am going to Caroline's party. Which by the way is a dry party. I mean, u take what u will drink. And I am kind of tired of Natasha or Kovak (if that's the name) Vodka. If any of u have an idea to make alternative cheap drink to get drunk fast and simple, please tell me. I'll take ethylic alcohol and some weird substances to create some mixtures with whatever we find. ROBO: hay que hacer unas micheladas para estos que no conocen nada..

Oh, Rafa.. The little show of Wednesday was good. I had my glasses, but next time I hope to act in a total, complete way. And, I have to say the following to:

RAFA'S SISTER IS HOT, IF SHE NEEDS "FLOWERS" I KNOW A GOOD SPOT...

I mean, I only saw her once with no glasses, but she was not bad. So far all Machado’s are hot. And yes Rafa, your dad too. Take Mrs. Robinson. She is just a “MILF”(From American Pie: Mom I Like to Fuck).

Today the condom squad had a wet day. We were all at PE with our gay caps. Well, actually they all changed the previous ones, so I am the only one with a gay cap now. Vitor had a pink one, but he got straight. Rafa lost a contact lens and I got water in my ear. it is just annoying. You know it is there, and u wanna take it away, but men.... Plus u have to go into the bus with all you intimate and not intimate parts wet. It is not nice when u have to walk home or something of the sort with your wet short. Believe it is not that nice.

It is now almost 6:00 PM and Sasso told me to call him to see if he was getting a ride or meeting with me at Robo's house. See u all, and don't forget; It u like being naked, or u have any idea about the cheap way to get drunk, or u have a comment about our band or u are simply horny, make a fuckin comment, hank u.

ATTENTION: ALL COMMENTS AND OPINIONS RELATED TO ANYONE OF THE MACHADO FAMILY ARE MERELY A MENTAL CREATION OF WHOSE READING THIS. AND IF U DON’T BUY IT, THEY WERE ONLY A PRODUCTION OF MY HORNY AND HIGHLY IMMATURE SEXUAL SECTION OF MY BRAIN.

I am now going to dedicate this post to the Great Eric Patrick Clapton. Since it is not only a person of admiration for me, but Indigo Ginava* is gonna play some of his stuff on Thursday 16th.

(*Name subject to possible changes and variations including "Grade School Sex".)

He was Jimi Hendrix best friend and even got into drugs after his death. He fell in love with a best friend's wife: Patti Boyd Harrison (George Harrison’s wife) and wrote LAYLA for her.

He played with the Yardbirds and left because of artistic reasons. Later one the band changed its name to a legendary name of rock: Led Zeppelin.

He has played with Carlos Santana, Paul Mcartney, Jeff Beck, Jimmy Page, BB King, George Harrison and has even recorded a #1 hit, "I Shot The Sheriff," a cover of Bob Marley's classic song, which introduced reggae to millions of Americans.

Certainly he is one of the best guitar players of rock history. Cause there is no Slash or Satriani without a Clapton.

SAMUEL JUST TOLD ME TODAY THAT WE ARE GONNA PLAY AT EA ON THURSDAY FOR THAT TALENT SHOW. WE PLAN TO PLAY LAYLA AND SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE FROM ERIC CLAPTON. IF U KNOW A BASS PLAYER, PLEASE CONTACT US.

P.S.: If u can, read comments on the yesterday's blue post they are some of the most creative ones I've seen.

I am PRETTY BORED, this is my second post in a period of an hour. READ THE PREVIOUS POST, THE ONE IN ORANGE. Andres called me 20 min ago to do something later at Barra. I'll try to go. But it may be hard for me to go. Anyway. If any of u feels like talking or something call me. 25517885, or 98681792. Or even write a comment.

Meanwhile I leave u with some passwords from school wich I cracked wih Paul last year:

OLM cracked passwords:

USER ---------> PASSWORD
areis ---------> radio97
bsilva ---------> power2
dkim ---------> mike82
eneto ---------> eddie08
icaetano ---------> cookie45
rmichel ---------> love28
sxavier ---------> victory1
jruffier ---------> juju00
lhreis ---------> love00

Oh men. It is almost 6:30 and I was about to publish some great stuff when my great computer crashed once again. I lost it all. I hate that. Girls and computers have that in common. The moment u less expect it they come and sweep of everything.

I don’t know If I am gonna be able to get it all done again as I had but, I’m gonna try. Sasso just went to sleep and I am here writing. The last time I slept was at Robo’s house after Park dos Patins plan. Men I did a lot of stupid thing there. I should really start drinking less. I was singing depressive Beatles songs, I made Joao’s beer have a chemical reaction, I tried to sink the pier and I even fall asleep next to the water for like half an hour.

I just lied down and since my cell phone was turned off (really can’t explain that) no one was able to call me. I had take SAT that same Saturday in the morning. I was exhausted. But still. I woke up with Rafa and Chicao’s face over me. Rafa: sorry for making u worry about it. You’re such an outstanding friend.

I was trying to remember what I did when we took a ride in the Chicomobil on Saturday. I know I did something unethical, but I quite can remember what was it? Were we listening to Hotel California?. Each time I hear the song being drunk is like having a carrot to a bunny, or a dildo to a…. Well…. you get the picture.

On Thursday after the field trip I went to Roberto’s house to watch some films. And on Friday I went to Heather’s empty house party. Which was before me getting together with Rafa at the beach. It was great wasn’t it?. We got hi on sunlight, met some friends of Rafa by coincidence and went to have lunch to McDonald’s. Saturday before going to Lagoa I spent a really nice and smooth evening.

And yesterday, Sunday (It is already 6:15 AM of Monday now) I woke up at Robo’s house. (I needed a rest from Friday I had even fallen a sleep while eating. I only woke up with Roberto’s laugh of me sleeping with breath in my mouth and me holding a glass of water.) And then I got a cab and went home.

I started calling some people to come to this kind of reunion of mine. And even though I told them already late some managed to come. Unfortunately Malú, Vanessa, Andres and Guga had to leave early because of some peculiar incidents. Estevan, Roberto, Ivan, Sasso, Chicao, Rafa and me. We all enjoyed the rest of the night with wine shots and some good rock (Eric Clapton, Pink Floyd, etc.).

And later, when only Sasso and Rafa we here my parent made a kind of really embracing scene. First my Dad came to tell me in a hostile and rough tone to lower the music and what he called “the party”. Then my Mom came to complement everything with a speech. Which frankly filled me with shame in front of my friends. But lets just forget the incident shall we.

For a moment I though we had classes today. But people: we ain’t got classes till Wednesday. By the way Samuel I ran out of battery from my phone practically during all the Sunday. Did u guys actually rehearsed. Call me if u read this. Lets practice today or something.

It is now 2:00PM and I am still trying to end up this post. I was interrupted by sleepiness. That right I slept over the keyboard from 6:00 to 6:45 AM. And now, after cleaning my room, talking to my parents and still not getting dressed I am here.

Oh I think the solution may be only one for such stress: give a bouquet of flowers. In case there is no one to give them to, I shall give it to myself. ;-).

I’m ending up with a quote from Chicao’s comment of the previous post: “Little mermaid is really hot and I wanted to have sex with her, but she's a fish, so I prefer doing with Snow White or Dumbo.” Since no one got the three vodka answers we had to take some improvised solutions. Drink it ourselves.

I’m listening o that song asereje and bugi, abi abi song. It is so funny when you are not under the effect substance. Oh my. I hope I’m not getting gay. Who said Physics and women are separated elements. I mean if it was not for friction, there would be no at all. You know that famous formula:

F=m.a Well Newton was no stupid guy. As so many other scientists he was horny too. It means: Festa=mulher.alcohol

Or what about: Vf=Vo+ ½ at2. It means: Vagina friction =Vagina’s opening+ ½ abertura . Temperature squared. Or even E=mc2. It means: Extasis=marihuana. Cocaine squared.

Better go.. The amount of stupidity escaping though my mind is too much.

Hey Vitor I’m starting the script. And lets make a Kevin Smith thing. I’ll talk to Gatsby.

DURNING THIS "LONG WEEKEND" IF IT CAN BE CALLED LIKE THAT SEVERAL PEOPLE COMPLAINED THAT I HAVEN'T UPDATED MY BLOG. BUT RIGHT NOE I'M A BIT HAPPY ALREADY AND IVAN IS CALLING ME TO END UP THE SHOTS WE STARTED. SO... WHEN I GET SOBERB AGAIN, OR EVEN MORE DRUNK I'LL WRITE AGAIN.

HAPPY WEEKEND, HAPPY DRUNKNESS....

(NOTE: THE NUMBER OF SPELLING MISTAKES IS apox. PROPORTIONAL TO THE NUMBER OF SHOTS I'VE HAD TONIGHT.)