| poem session | - from dear WE

Lag

Like someone roused to take a sleeping pill,

I wake at 3, when once I'd go to bed.

I hope in vain for sign of your goodwill,

but no mail comes.
By 4 I'm slightly dead.

At 10 I pen this ditty. Ain't it pretty?

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from my dear WE.

New news

Things are going to change a bit here.

I know some people will not understand it at all, but yes, from now on I´m gonna write in english. Of course some things will remain portuguese, some jokes and everything I cannot express in other language.

There are some reasons to do it and I am not going to explain them all, but the main reason is a new friend who does not speak or read portuguese. This friend is known as "Walkiria" during coffee breaks at international conferences or workshops. ;)

I just ask everybody who reads this blog (does anyone really waste its time here !?!?!? =) to be patient with my mistakes, coz´as a non native speaker... well, you know, it is not the same.

I will try to translate the previous posts, but some must be kept in portuguese, otherwise they will loose their bright. (Ok, this was too greek... I know).

You know what, I am starting to like this idea of changing the posts´ language, maybe I try some russian later...

Ok. That´s it. That´s all folks.