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You know, for all that this is bizarre as fuck, I really do like this story, it's cool in its own way, and I'd certainly never written anything like it before (being the realism bitch that I am, lol). I'll probably translat it in a bit, it's pretty short, after all.

Title: Círculo Cromático
Word Count: 876
Summary: The end is nigh. No one seems particularly surprised.
Author Notes: This is somewhat like magical realism? And/or surrealism? An alternative title was Dalí, after all.

( El fin del mundo se retrasa al final de tu calle... )

Talk about speedy translations! It's pretty truthful to the original, though, so that's okay. :) I like how weird this actually turned out, lol. It's weird, though, a chromatic circle in Spanish is the spectre of colors, but in English it can also mean some weird musical thingy that I don't get. o_O It still fits, but... It's just weird.

Title: Chromatic Circle
Word Count: 890
Summary: The end is nigh. No one seems particularly surprised.
Author Notes: This is somewhat like magical realism? And/or surrealism? An alternative title was Dalí, after all. A quick translation of Círculo Cromático.

( The end of the world gets delayed at the end of your street... )

Man, these incredibly long days leave me so tired by the end of the week. ;__; I went to see my grandma today and I almost fell asleep on her couch. But then I went to get some tacos and had a shower and I'm feeling BRAND NEW, baby. *g*

Anyway, I was planning on stealing following mellafe's idea and post a little about Mexico now that Independence Day is about to be celebrated but I, eh, kinda forgot about it and was too busy anyway, so. My brother's birthay is tomorrow so he decided we should all go to Guanajuato to celebrate the Grito in there, which should be fun 'cause it's one of the most 'traditional' cities in the country, so I'm sure the celebration will be GRAND. Or at least I hope so, because it's four hours by car and it's GOTTA be worth it, dammit. So anyway, I'll just try and take pictures to show you guys how we celebrate our Independence over here. (yep, there are lots of tequila, but the good kind, not the crap they sell to foreigners that can't know the difference, lol) :) There's this really trashy (naco, that's what it is) tradition in the town where my family comes from: puerco encebado. It pretty much means that they get a pig, they cover it in grease or butter or ANYTHING that's somewhat slippery and then they let it loose in the main plaza. The one that catches it (and manages to keep a hold of it) gets to take it home for dinner, lol lol, it's so stupid XD Me and my cousins always have a blast mocking the parties in Tonila, so people in the town kinda dislike us because we're the 'city folk' XD)

So anyway, good luck and good night, and I'll you all on Sunday. :)

Oh yeah, I posted a wee story earlier today, Chromatic Circle.

OH GOD OH GOD, I JUST READ ISSUE 58 OF Y: The Last Man AND OH GOD NO, I'M FUCKING CRYING. ;___;

Oh man. *sobs*