Tengo la sensación de que cuando hago una fechoría, todo el mundo por la calle me mira y me medio sonríe como diciendo "ay, pillina". También tengo esa otra sensación de que cuando me porto bien, la gente gira la cabeza como diciendo "esta tía es lela". Generalmente, me muevo en un tono normal, sin irme a un extremo ni a otro. Sin sentir ni provocar ninguna sensación.
Hoy, me parece bien. Por dios, qué neuras.
Eso si que es una buena paranoia...a mi tambien me pasa, pero cuando lo hago bien...tanto las fechorías como las bondades... consigo pasar por la calle como el hombre invisible, sin que nadie me mire :)
Posted by: mOe:) on Junio 25, 2004 10:02 AMEse mundo extraño, otra realidad paralela y poco pertinente. Son verdades, son.
Posted by: Alex on Junio 25, 2004 10:15 AMqué neuras!!!!
:-)
Es el síndrome del protagonista. O eso decía Stanislaski.
Posted by: K on Junio 25, 2004 12:21 PMAh, pues yo me paso el día en los dos extremos. O soy un "santurrón" o soy un gamberro.
Posted by: Mifune on Junio 25, 2004 02:20 PMSeguro que tu no puedes pasar inadvertida
Posted by: Pedro on Junio 25, 2004 02:36 PMAi, Kurtz, no mutes en Woody Allen, por la Virgen del Plano Escorzo
Posted by: Sen on Junio 25, 2004 04:47 PMhombre, un poco pillastrilla si se te lee...
Posted by: alexqk on Junio 25, 2004 09:30 PMmadrid. su noche es paramo para otra gente. es.
no encierra misterios o los abarca todos. dilapida virtudes magnificando miserias.
madrid. su noche.
paramo en el que se desperdician las palabras.
(quise ver en ella a ELLA. pero nada puede parecerse a lo que no es).
me voy a dormir.
Posted by: algoasimedijo on Junio 26, 2004 05:38 AMHey !! Qué grande!
Como cuando quedas a comer con un colega y te haces un porro con el café, sales a la calle y te da la impresión de que todo el mundo te mira y es consciente de que estás fumao; o cuando vas a copiar en un examen y tienes la paranoia de que el profesor te ha visto, o te lo ha leido en los ojos porque la chuleta sigue en el calcetín.
La otra sensación, la de ay, pobrichón, que buenazas que es y que ostias se va a comer de la vida me gusta menos, no es puntual, es un constante.
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