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I have been using my left hand to type a lot more than usual. Don't ask, it's just weird, now my right hand seems to have forgotten how to do it. I can still type pretty fast but it has become weird, almost as if... well yeah I have forgotten.

No news here. And it's getting me down now, I am growing tired of doing nothing but send copies of my resum to people, and stare at the computer. I need a new job soon. Click on the next one.

I had planned on going to the In This Moment concert the day after Heaven & Hell but it turns out they cancelled it. The hook for me was that SG was announced as well, and so I thought this would be good. Well now it won't be and I have no idea what to do. I also don't know whether or not I'll go to Mexico City in my car. I'm just not in the mood for the drive, although paying for cabs sucks. We'll see.

El Mapache might be sick, we don't know. I can't pay for the test because I'm kind of broke and have a lot of payments to make. I need to check with his usual vet because it was his assistant that suggested he might have some sort of problem. He has this lump in the tip of his tail, it looks funny, but he doesn't seem to be hurting. I know a ferret specialist too but he's a sod, charges a lot of money just to take a look at your ferret and he always wants to perform surgery on them. He's in the business, literally.

Went to a chinese food joint with the girl last thursday. Food was... adequate. Not great, but she's not extremely demanding and she seems to really like it. I liked the rice. Anyway, she asked again, whether or not I would go to the party with her, and I said no. She wanted to know why and I had to be honest. "I don't like your boyfriend. With all the things you tell me I can't help but openly dislike the guy, and think he's a jerk, so you'll have to excuse me if I don't want to go to a party to watch you be with him"

She didn't really know what to answer, so she just said "Well he's not always like that, and I understand, but you can come if you want, I'd like that" I didn't go.

The fortune cookie said I should stay firm in my decisions, and as Homer says, they're so yummy, I had to do as it said.

Some guy died today while he ran in the Mexico City marathon. He was offered help at some point and rejected it, then, later, he died of a heart attack. People, when you feel faint, dizzy or whatever during the course of a race or any other physical activity, do take a break and let the doctors take a look at you. Dead heroes only help during war time, and only as inspirational punch lines for that matter.

Marie Stopes International released an ad to prevent the British public about STDs, which you can find below. Diana Thomas, spokeswoman for this association said they "meant to establish that they were talking about tourism", and so they figured that was "a quick way for the public to identify the subject". She also said most of the public identify that sombrero with Spain rather than Mexico. "The criticism was aimed towards british tourists, if anything, because there is an increase of unwanted pregnancies at the end of the vacational period".

Um, no. The hat says Mexico, unless my reading skills cheat on me. And there are other ways to draw attention to the issue at hand. Of course, it seems taking shots at the mexican culture is the cool, new thing to do. There was a french song about EPO related to the doping cases at the Tour de France, in which a guy was dressed in a mexican cosume, and said stuff like "EPO, te quiero, grce toi je serai numero uno" (EPO I love you thanks to you I will be number one). And let's not forget Big Brother Australia's stunt with the mexican flag. I don't think that we should replace them for an indian person or a cowboy or whatever the fuck other "symbol of tourism" anyone can come up with, such campaigns are not cool, they're not funny and only help perpetuate the stereotypical image people have of other nations, which in turn leads to misunderstanding, division and disrespect. In a word: Ignorance.