and even 38 degrees - your life difficult
wake up at 7 am after having slept 3 hours
have a coffee and travel by bus, you have to have to go to secretarial
note that the battery in the mp3 player is low
to reach a totally arbitrary that it is not there can do (and expect several minutes with the sole aim of going back) 9
to achieve a warm home and stuffed peppers.
at 9.
and I do drink in the evening I spend time to act as an interpreter for a twenty year old in Dubai that only by right of birth is the richest landowners of the Piedmont. and I do aggratis and die if someone offered me a drink.
and I am now (at least) to study or decide to go
mail soon and I'll spend two hours watching a cartoon instead of random sleep (we decide to do nothing? Well, then we do not rest even , you know)
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Peliculas De Trabestis Gratis
in the 70
Moral of the story, what is cool for awhile, won't be cool forever. Just because it seems "acceptable" and "workable" at the time, doesn't mean it won't become unacceptable or NOT workable with time. Think about the consequences of your actions, and determine if you really CAN live with the choice you think you want to make.
ad un tratto scopri il decennio che hai nel cuore
ad un tratto scopri che "it won't be cool" forever
ad un tratto scopri che la cenere sulle lenzuola sarà fastidiosa, ma...
gnente, per ora ci sta tutto.
when, without any logical reason, at 7 o'clock in the morning you awake.
check your email (knowing that ... come on! At this time!) And you get lost in the news of msn.com: An article on teenage mothers. e tra i commenti questo:
I think that anyone, young or old, needs to stop and think about how much things change over the years.
In the 1970's, disco, drugs, and bell bottoms were the "in thing".
In the 1980's, big hair, skin tight clothes, and pink & blue eyeshadow were cool.
In the 1990's people still wanted to have unprotected sex - even though everyone was aware of AIDS.
Now, we don't do the disco parties and use a whole can of hair spray to poof out our hair. And we see less cases of unprotected sex that caused someone to get HIV or even AIDS.
Moral of the story, what is cool for awhile, won't be cool forever. Just because it seems "acceptable" and "workable" at the time, doesn't mean it won't become unacceptable or NOT workable with time. Think about the consequences of your actions, and determine if you really CAN live with the choice you think you want to make.
ad un tratto scopri il decennio che hai nel cuore
ad un tratto scopri che "it won't be cool" forever
ad un tratto scopri che la cenere sulle lenzuola sarà fastidiosa, ma...
gnente, per ora ci sta tutto.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Gay Shagging In Public Toilets
EMH .. waiting over: P
"Then I could give you a hand with the drafts of the clothes, so do not risk having to do twice the work if something does not please me " - spent most of the morning in the cafeteria at the end When the waiters began to puff went away, leaving a large tip that led the owner to encourage them to remain.
" But they're all so mean the French?" - I asked Roxanne after noticing the look of the master of the local light the sight of the hundred-.
"Hey at bay how to talk to designer hacks, do not you dare insult me and my city Christmas! "- jokingly muttered the woman.
" So you are originally from this place so romantic .. what a strange life eh "- took her to his car noting with amazement that the city was covered with a thick layer of snow -" snow in France? "- objected but she ignored my question.
" My father was a painter in New York. He died when I was ten years for taking drugs more than you can imagine. While my mother was French, a classic doormat woman who once my father died he fell into depression more black "- I began to understand why the absurd choice to be a prostitute, what other option was a girl with a history like in a world like this?
" So that's why you started ..." - did not finish the sentence out of respect, even though she was aware of the life that was and prejudices of the people, I felt myself getting stuck when I spoke of his work.
" No. I told Eric, I love my job and no one pushed me to beat. My mother fell in love with the doctor who helped treat depression, but both died five years ago returned from a Caribbean vacation. So all my father's legacy, including his most famous works, and the villas that the doctor had made out to my mother ended up in my hands. I became rich and began attending the Paris-Nice, that was how I met Danton "- listened thrilled, I did not interrupt or say anything that could have hurt his sensibility, even though I had my doubts that he had an ounce.
".. And he paved the way for you La Vie en Rose "- concluded as she was about to take place in his car.
" Not really. It may seem strange but I fell in love him, we attended a few months, for he had sex with me .. Well I like living in a fairy tale. Until I saw him walking with his wife and baby carriage in front - sbiancai, therefore the Lord of the theater was also married?
" What?? Danton is married ? "- I did not expect really. Every day I discover something new, it seemed to be going back in time, when in high school and gossip about the rich school were our daily bread.
"Imagine Eric, do not be naive. E 'separated by three years because he, like me, you understand that love is just a big waste of time. As far as I know his wife takes a substantial amount for the maintenance but he speaks little about his private life, also because most of his life is the theater, will also be a scoundrel but business acumen and love the works above anything else "- so that was how things went, Roxanne was rich and I was stupid for the tenth time that he had not understood anything about her.
" Come on, after you've shelled out for breakfast I think the minimum offer lunch " - objected to the woman invited me into the car.
" Ah no thanks, I told my daughter that I would be back for lunch " - smiles saluting.
" Your daughter? Apparently this is not just me having the secrets "- he laughed -" Well then take your car, I will follow up at home so we can go in peace and alerts "- began to wander confused I had to bring a prostitute in the way of my house and explain where I went to my daughter? I would prefer to avoid both Serena everything, but I could not say no to Roxanne.
" Go .. okay well then follow me "- and I sat in my car.
stupid and reckless as a child of twelve years she took the car straight at home even inviting her to come down!
" Dad! Where have you been? I prepared the chocolate souffle, was about to ammosciarsi in your waiting "- but I adored my little imbarazzai before the lecture knowing that Roxanne was there, listening to everything.
detail which of course was not lost on my daughter - " Who are you?" - Churches lawfully.
There was no need introduction, my colleague came from though - " Hello, my name is Roxanne, I am the vice president who will direct the show for which your father is creating clothing - disse sicura di se, senza un attimo di esitazione.
" Wooooow! You're beautiful! "- Serena was a hymn to joy, he was gregarious and loved being in the company, especially when it comes to discovering new things and worlds unknown to her .. although I would have preferred that the world had stayed away! - " Why do not you stop yourself for lunch? I assure you, I'm a good cook, love handles see these "- he began shaking her hips -" I'm all about my . "
I felt my face on fire - "No treasure we can not, we have a business appointment We simply can not postpone .
I saw her grimace of displeasure that broke my heart - "But the soufflé .." - sbuffai feeling. Roxanne
I did not want to know, and indeed what had happened went far beyond what I wanted! But I did not want to leave my daughter alone and did not want to see it especially sorry for my behavior.
" How about Roxanne, you should be a chocolate soufflé for lunch ?" - I asked with no small effort, hoping for a negative response, while my daughter rejoiced
" But they're all so mean the French?" - I asked Roxanne after noticing the look of the master of the local light the sight of the hundred-.
"Hey at bay how to talk to designer hacks, do not you dare insult me and my city Christmas! "- jokingly muttered the woman.
" So you are originally from this place so romantic .. what a strange life eh "- took her to his car noting with amazement that the city was covered with a thick layer of snow -" snow in France? "- objected but she ignored my question.
" My father was a painter in New York. He died when I was ten years for taking drugs more than you can imagine. While my mother was French, a classic doormat woman who once my father died he fell into depression more black "- I began to understand why the absurd choice to be a prostitute, what other option was a girl with a history like in a world like this?
" So that's why you started ..." - did not finish the sentence out of respect, even though she was aware of the life that was and prejudices of the people, I felt myself getting stuck when I spoke of his work.
" No. I told Eric, I love my job and no one pushed me to beat. My mother fell in love with the doctor who helped treat depression, but both died five years ago returned from a Caribbean vacation. So all my father's legacy, including his most famous works, and the villas that the doctor had made out to my mother ended up in my hands. I became rich and began attending the Paris-Nice, that was how I met Danton "- listened thrilled, I did not interrupt or say anything that could have hurt his sensibility, even though I had my doubts that he had an ounce.
".. And he paved the way for you La Vie en Rose "- concluded as she was about to take place in his car.
" Not really. It may seem strange but I fell in love him, we attended a few months, for he had sex with me .. Well I like living in a fairy tale. Until I saw him walking with his wife and baby carriage in front - sbiancai, therefore the Lord of the theater was also married?
" What?? Danton is married ? "- I did not expect really. Every day I discover something new, it seemed to be going back in time, when in high school and gossip about the rich school were our daily bread.
"Imagine Eric, do not be naive. E 'separated by three years because he, like me, you understand that love is just a big waste of time. As far as I know his wife takes a substantial amount for the maintenance but he speaks little about his private life, also because most of his life is the theater, will also be a scoundrel but business acumen and love the works above anything else "- so that was how things went, Roxanne was rich and I was stupid for the tenth time that he had not understood anything about her.
" Come on, after you've shelled out for breakfast I think the minimum offer lunch " - objected to the woman invited me into the car.
" Ah no thanks, I told my daughter that I would be back for lunch " - smiles saluting.
" Your daughter? Apparently this is not just me having the secrets "- he laughed -" Well then take your car, I will follow up at home so we can go in peace and alerts "- began to wander confused I had to bring a prostitute in the way of my house and explain where I went to my daughter? I would prefer to avoid both Serena everything, but I could not say no to Roxanne.
" Go .. okay well then follow me "- and I sat in my car.
stupid and reckless as a child of twelve years she took the car straight at home even inviting her to come down!
" Dad! Where have you been? I prepared the chocolate souffle, was about to ammosciarsi in your waiting "- but I adored my little imbarazzai before the lecture knowing that Roxanne was there, listening to everything.
detail which of course was not lost on my daughter - " Who are you?" - Churches lawfully.
There was no need introduction, my colleague came from though - " Hello, my name is Roxanne, I am the vice president who will direct the show for which your father is creating clothing - disse sicura di se, senza un attimo di esitazione.
" Wooooow! You're beautiful! "- Serena was a hymn to joy, he was gregarious and loved being in the company, especially when it comes to discovering new things and worlds unknown to her .. although I would have preferred that the world had stayed away! - " Why do not you stop yourself for lunch? I assure you, I'm a good cook, love handles see these "- he began shaking her hips -" I'm all about my . "
I felt my face on fire - "No treasure we can not, we have a business appointment We simply can not postpone .
I saw her grimace of displeasure that broke my heart - "But the soufflé .." - sbuffai feeling. Roxanne
I did not want to know, and indeed what had happened went far beyond what I wanted! But I did not want to leave my daughter alone and did not want to see it especially sorry for my behavior.
" How about Roxanne, you should be a chocolate soufflé for lunch ?" - I asked with no small effort, hoping for a negative response, while my daughter rejoiced
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Menwearingladiesunderwear
omnia vi (n) cited
today I've had a crisis.
for light or not, my brain was attacked and I have opposed no resistance to the attack in front of obsessive thoughts.
ended with the anguish and tears.
then acting and fake enthusiasm.
then forced a smile, which made me a little better.
you were beautiful when you loved me. it was beautiful. maybe just because you loved me.
today I've had a crisis.
for light or not, my brain was attacked and I have opposed no resistance to the attack in front of obsessive thoughts.
ended with the anguish and tears.
then acting and fake enthusiasm.
then forced a smile, which made me a little better.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Elliptical - Infiniti By Eurosport St950
love alive on Friday - stories
Kernos: .. eqquindi?
friend ... eqquindi does not answer the bastard.
K: fuck
to: I do not know at this point or are we here or try someone else. But is not the same thing, eh, he's trusted .
K: ... eqquindi?
: e boh, you suggest that?
K. Long Island.
to: ah.
Kernos: .. eqquindi?
friend ... eqquindi does not answer the bastard.
K: fuck
to: I do not know at this point or are we here or try someone else. But is not the same thing, eh, he's trusted .
K: ... eqquindi?
: e boh, you suggest that?
K. Long Island.
to: ah.
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