Wednesday, December 24, 2008

What Color Cardigan With Purple Top

So ..


So congratulations and good Christmas this year!
annoy me now that the holidays is no longer a big mystery to anyone, I think I even said to the walls as certain obligations and certain cards make me feel the opposite of a good and affable personage, but even this' years of my gifts I have received and I've made so many and I must say that I have not weighed, indeed ..
All in all, I close with "love" started a year under the auspices of the worst and I hope I have learned from my blunders and those of others, and I hope that I somehow "evolved"!
So I hope that all those who wait for 2009 as the new blank page to write another story if you remember two things:
-lower so you can always dig
non-Apart from their mistakes
Friends and more loves or less close to my soul, therefore, good birth date, which is the day appointed a few millennia from now, and tomorrow and tomorrow and the next, and all the days that followed when we remember that everything we are is also the result of our rubbish, we will look in the mirror, and forgiving ourselves.
I wish you all a megacenone properly digested.
I hope you win the million bingo.
I hope you sleep and dream in cartoons.
We hope to hear in your head the music you want when it's time.
I hope you will not receive what you want under the tree, but to reach out and get to touch it.
Greetings

Monday, December 15, 2008

Pinworm And Ringworm Difference

Competition II of guilt ... the revenge of guilt ..

To be perfectly sure that the competition in Rome was a real hoax I thought it appropriate to leave Monday and return Tuesday to make the second tragic competition , except that it 'is time, since the seats were only 2, the dairy product was much more evident.
Two are in fact the archivists that serve the entire free banana republic, and it is clear that in order to choose the best you have to ask equivalences, functions, fractions, number sequences and various other platitudes rather than the fundamentals of the conservation documentary.
Okay, that's okay. Moreover
imagined it, and if Mary was to go live this pre-selection tests, I say here with a conscience that will have been only a big huge ass massive stroke.

Leaving is always a good thing anyway.
Geri and John have opened the door as usual and even the sofa bed, where, as this summer, my unconscious has fished in the depths of my mind the most hidden things and people almost forgot to revive them in an agitated dream.

Monza there .. no, there were no degrees at all.
was cold, cold, cold out around me and within me .. every internal organ vibrated with frost and Christmas present everywhere in the corners of the city, and a pint of hot chocolate are barely enough to warm the stomach for 10 minutes.
It 's true, though, that sometimes when one is content just seems to freeze the secondary, and pizza with artichokes and bacon becomes the discovery of the year.
The circumnavigation of the villa of Silvio, speeches disillusioned mother of a future, hope that somewhere sooner or later someone is to give meaning to decades spent studying, in the end all there was in the right measure, and all could stay there.

people of Naples who works hoping to "get off" a day before the distance from the sea's physical weakness and the heart, people who live in Milan and runs just to warm up, people who go to a competition and is run out of the meter without any apparent reason, along with all the others ..
I find myself running along with all other companions stop unconscious and indolent, who sleep underground, read the newspaper, listen to music, rise, fall and hope to not be late, but hope that perhaps even more so to keep within him the warmth of the car closed.
I find myself responding to 100 questions in an hour and groped the Brain, and I find myself back on a plane.
I find myself at home again, 15 degrees, the conscience "archival" in place and the pocket "monetary" lean.

I left my traveling companion at home with his traveling companion and I went walking up to look into the eyes even the north wind that will get in my way.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Why Do You Have To Wear Spandex In Volleyball

Competitions

So we leave at the time of the Ministerial maxiconcorso that smells vaguely of package with pre-allocated seats, to memorize the answers and certainties that become transparencies that become disillusioned smiles ..
But then nothing ventured no nibbles, and so as not harmful to try ..
Here I was, to Rome, with a neighbor in the bus that seems to place the draft of Geronimo Stilton more fat and more lean. Fortunately
sleep remedy, and when I open eyes in the middle of the night Geronimo no longer beside me, but it was curled up two seats away.

Getting to Rome is always a joy: it is a city that always welcomes you, envelops you, smiles at you.
As Laura, who welcomed me and my sister in her house with affection but without him stay there, with cheerful hospitality at ease, in that beautiful house breathable freedom, happiness and macrobiotic, as I thought and still think, that is that the freedom: a double bed with sheets with dogs, a car parked under the house and the desire to take the subway!
Laura makes everything look easy in the best of all possible worlds, and lifts in a according to all the sadness, and makes them look small and stupid .. just that sometimes the simplicity of its positive thoughts seem to perceive an impenetrable wall of pain ..

My sister! A woman wandering everywhere but I can see my house! But I seem nearly Mengla.

And here I am on another bus, ready to go back to my dusty books, and here you are beside me, chatting like old friends and to divide sleep, it must be said, and coffee on the ferry, and projections about the future, e.. e..

A warm, charming and friendly meeting, and a convenient shoulder to discover that slipped during the night.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Acrylic Bathtub Vs Americast



Deserts, depression, and a ray of sunshine ..

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Large Lumps Top Of Tail



"So all of a sudden you noticed how the daisy became small, as reflected in the droplets of rain that lived on the branch, and wondered how it was possible that you, as Grandetta, manages to get in full.
For a moment she was seized by anxiety of being locked up without being able to break free from the thin skin of water that did not stretch the leaves. "

Friday, October 31, 2008

Gameshark Gba For Mac

Reflections Reflections and I love reviews

"Maybe breaking a mirror brings 7 years of bad luck because reviewing our face in every piece we learned from despair to see exactly what we are ..
Sometimes one does not look because you already know what you will, and already do not like ourselves, let alone others.
judge too hurt, ties the hands of every action and makes the result of reasoning and scared, with no emotions, and by dint of thinking about how not to be ended as well that you forget it, yet it is an obsession, a refrain that never stops ringing in my head and heart, and every situation looks the same and loses aroma, color and sweetness.
So here it is my mirror, which already imposed my will hear the voices, the same.
E 'right to give their name to the figs, but if you gave it to him already, it sovrapporne another?
And I see from a distance for everyone but not for me I stop and ponder on .. and .. and on ..
and I feel that reflected yet in the Aegean will not make me different, just more thoughtful .. .. less spontaneous and more I feel that it mirrors the Aegean did not realize that they are still quite a while, and I want to sail on a ship, perhaps any, so as not to feel more reflection, but most do not judge everything I see and I expect, because now is the dry land on which rest the feet, and I rejoice in my victory nor consolation in defeat, and win for itself has no taste, nor smell, nor sweetness.
Cassandra "

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Cruising Spots In Michigan

Monday

Sometimes certain days are empty and useless as blunt sticks.
Whether you realize it useless, but you can not get up off the couch and make something decent.
And the hair remain locked in a clamp , and feet in slippers, and head in a cloud of nothing.
But no tomorrow. Like hell it will be a useless day.
You can not brutalize it.
be the reason why I hate Sundays, and contrary to what he says Vasco, I love Monday!
The hook with its halo of possible life, with its slow start, his awakening nervous.
The love for the school and the work begins again, I love it because it makes me feel alive and dragging me out of the house and forces me to look everywhere, everything and everyone to finally see my way, my plane, my train.
I love him because I always believe that something is about to change!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Wear Ever Quiche/flan Set




dripped lentamente.Plin ... .. plin plin .. low noise and disturbing .. He continued
constant throughout the night, with ever-increasing pace, menacing and slow.
wept the roof. She cried the chandelier. The walls were crying.
Everything, but everything was dripping water. The walls were swollen and the plaster slumped on the floor.
seems no good autumn to take place without that is flooded my room and that I be moved for summary on the couch.
Moreover, even for this there will be a motivation astral do not understand, but that clearly is necessary for the proper functioning of the cosmos.
Moreover I do not like that celestino-baptism of the walls, repainting when changes color: blue, turquoise, yellow and orange flowers in purple, black and burgundy, brown and beige ..
After all, it makes sense to sleep on a bed longer than me when the sofa is exactly my size: rather, impererò not move in your sleep!
the rest when you sleep 4 hours per night is more time to live!
Moreover, the computer did not want to work, so the fact that it is wet it does not convince me even more that I have to discard it, do it in pieces and sell it to a € chilo.Che to gain!


Moreover it seems that no good can fall if you do not start flooding my room.
But enough is enough with the rain dance!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Full Free Episodes Of South Park For Ipod Touch

How far is it hopeless

Just a note to warn that the latest case to end up in this blog not to expect something, now do not update it much more and I will not do it anymore!
At max you can see some photos go to my space on picasa:
http://picasaweb.google.com/nonpuoisbagliare

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Right Side Sore Throat

Tit (Parus sp.)

tit (Parus sp.) - Rome (January 2008): Nikon D50 - Zoom 70-210 f4-5.6
210 mm (eq) 1 / 640 - f5.6, ISO 400

Maxi Mounds Is Stupid

tit (Parus sp.)

tit (Parus sp.) - Rome (January 2008): Nikon D50 - Zoom 70-210 f4-5.6
170 mm (eq) 1 / 125 - f5.3