As this is my first entry of the year, I take stock of what was for me last year and if I am inspired, my intentions or plans for this year. Last year was like a rebirth, a turning point, a gestation of something big. Before the start of 2009 and had planned a big change, leave a job without aspirations, motivations and basically I felt like an object to fill the roles needed in the security (or, rather, in the inspections security) within the field of radioactivity, in addition, inefficiency, stupidity and incompetence both of my bosses as one of my colleagues I was burning more and more. At that time I was useless, stagnant, as the sperm that is inside a fully formed testicle and eager to perform its function: to create a new life. My goal, to make a Masters in Oceanography at Cadiz. Why, because it was the only way I could get out of the hole, to resume their academic activities and to be able to focus my future research. I remember vividly my almost last day of work, because a heavy snow fell in Madrid and in the end did not go to work, but I threw 4 or 5 hours in the car to travel no more 10 km. The next day (if I remember correctly) when I headed sperm into the womb, looking for an egg to create a place where new life: Cádiz.
From my first days in Cadiz, I remember I came to feel happy to be in class in a discussion of waves or tides or something, the subject of oceanography of costs (who would have thought that I would end up ... classes, but hey, it's okay to start with good spirit). I also remember those first days of class where I sat with Laura and Mercedes, and this time ... "Little clarity?," Lack of knowledge to be?, "Naturally? ... in which I asked Laura if she saw porn (Mercedes recalls her face much better than me). Then things were slowly changing. You go looking for that hole where you feel better, a place to settle and get everything you need, as does the morula to implant and produce a placenta. Mercedes found a comfortable means of transportation and cheap: Helena. It is rumored that he spoke for the first time in the cafeteria because I knew that car available. Therefore, the right travel became more comfortable and enjoyable, accompanied by Chus, Mercedes and Helena, and from time to time an immigrant. To this immigrant remember him being late to class and do not know why I knew would take very well with him, Danieu. I could really say a lot of things I remember, but I think I'll have to abbreviate for the sake of all. Those first few weeks, with the good atmosphere of camaraderie that prevailed in class (especially toward non-marine science, with Carlos (t) and explanations of the tides and the Bay of Fundy), a rather cold climate, a fellow something friendly house and a barrage of new experiences. After the thing was settled, but what's seat so to speak, because between classes, laboratory work, gars, pizza, beaches, beer, Lost, concerts, festivals, pros, and a lot of things, one did not give him time to think, was always activity, sleeping little, utilizing the full, developed, enjoying a great time passing .... SECTION: so far, this text was written the day 7 or 8 January, but the slovenliness has made not resume until today, the 12th, so I wanted to report that may show some shift in focus from this point. END POINT ... Then why until about September, pregnancy, sorry, the year was great, and just when I was more comfortable, like you should happen to any baby before birth, some mysterious force me out. In my case this force is somewhat mysterious, but has a name that identifies: luck. Luck? Yes, that sort did that after a few weeks of indecision, where I planned my future (working in Madrid for one month before traveling to Mexico and then wait for me to leave something at the University of Cadiz) I suddenly called to work in Grenada for a doctoral thesis for which I applied for a scholarship that I dismissed because I was almost 4 of the list. So suddenly had to leave, giving birth, seeing the light, start a new life, start earning their wages by exerting a profession for which I have years of training and in which at least 4 years he'll be others, learning, thinking, researching , discovering things that before were beyond me (and CRP). The trouble is that the delivery had complications, one from the very process of gestation (the writing of a Master thesis gestated, worked and performed in Cadiz) and other outside it. So I had to spend a few months concentrated, taking all along, the thesis work, home, my mental health ... and to make matters worse (do not know because he used the alleged inscription supposedly supposed savior lord almighty son of course in these cases, but I leave it there) at work the things out, and as good or bad I'm too responsible This waned my morale. Anyway, after these months of incubator, isolated overcoming adversity, gathering strength, for I am a little more liberated, wanting to do many things, starting to seriously enjoy this new stage that has touched me. So, summing up a bit, after a year in which my life walked to where I wanted, research, know many people that continue to uphold the friendship for the rest of their lives (because I'm immortal), and undergo yet another change of residence (and life) that I expected to foresee a very successful season in all areas, with big projects and little adventures I guess I will go knowing if you keep holding on (and reading) as before. For now, like purposes This year, I plan only to lose some more weight and end the large number of pictures that I have ordered, plus many others that will decorate my humble home or the home of many who visit the Alhambra guiris good weather. It is better not get many goals because new goals will emerge and concerns.
And a little more to say, now, and how long ago I do not, put a list of notes with no apparent order because ... just because:
- when you return to me the inspiration begin to plague this photo of great pictures
- can not do rice to Cuba if you do not have rice, alternatively you can make Cuban-style macaroni
- is good to have a flashlight at home, if the power goes out
- although it seems that no, it can take longer to remove a shelf ugly, old and useless to mount a practical and comfortable Ikea table
- I know what a PCR, and also those who are the Magi (both secrets unveiled to me a co-worker)
- much as the years go by as usual in my work to say the least advantage of Vaseline and to suggest that taking viagra XXXXX, or have plastic dicks and all that sort of thing that probably has caused the abandonment more than one scholarship from the working group
- in Cadiz things also remain the same despite the passage of time: Alberto Mercedes and go to Punta, Helena Mercedes does not eat freshly cooked paella, Danieu below as a guide night (now for a family audience, ha ha ha), Carlost Pro is still bad (though not demonstrated), and let him win at tennis, and the Alhambra (candidate to replace the irreplaceable Catan) gave them a good review; Carlost and Elena continue to welcome me at home, Homer is drinking wine, Chus is as pretty as ever, my bar ... I could not see because of the rain
- all that stuff pregnancy and stuff I put in the text I had thought long, because he happened to have been 9 months in Spain (as if you were brewing a new life), but for reasons of fate I could not write before. By the way, I hope you like one of my most devoted admirers Mercedes's father (whose name I forget)
- in my work and am not the new
- my boss knows that to charge I had to send a letter to President of CSIC, the Secretary, the Human Resources and more people do not know. Coincidentally made the payment the same day they wrote. Human resources here at the Zaidín and I have created some fame. "The who does not cry does not suck. "
- Damn! are almost one night!, Friday till 2 playing the PS3 and now to a writing, it is me getting out of hand
- I have not said anything about my Christmas vacation, which were off to Madrid, with ever saw, some services (I have had another board game, the third and, in a conference where there was no tournament Catan, which I think is fatal), almost giving birth (Maricruz Claudia decided to leave the day after that I came to Granada), a New Year's Eve ... a little excessive (in excess, for one, damn tequila! )
And here I can write, and I'm late, as usual, I begin to degenerate (shit, if someone of my job to follow my blog could do a favor at this point, but so far I follow the recommendation of Fernando to say nothing of my head until I see that I am hardworking and responsible.)
Good night, and even more to see.
La Sierra de Madrid on Christmas Day. 
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