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:::arrivvederci:::

recently I have omitted the small space that is this blog.
sorry.
are not good days, things after the last post were a bit 'has been finally settled yesterday but ended the dream that I lived a few months.
was written.
well, little woman no longer has a strong desire to communicate with the world and so greets you.
is not goodbye, it's just a goodbye, will take up writing when I feel better.
thanks to all those who have followed me es (0) upport.
the world is evil, but it's not my fault.
I'm sorry too many things.



post written just listening to the sound of my fingers on the keys of pc

Hernia Cause Breathing Difficulties

:::la solita vecchia storia:::


"In comparison to the death, love is a hard thing childish, though men believe more in 'love in death. "

Mario Puzo


I have always believed in this.
could not prove it to anyone, but we thought ..
I was one of those who believed that love could topple the world.
today are not so convinced.
love has no certainties, no port security.
who believes will be denied.
love hurts, falling in love is a slow suicide.
love is misleading, makes you believe things that are not.
love you tarnish his eyes off his mind.
love is suffering a slow but steady.
sorry for the lack of poetry but love is just a shit.
or maybe I just have a shit.
but I know from experience of others, or that we are all shits or is love to be a shit.
I still love myself enough to say that we are not the shit, and just love to suck, to take us into an abyss where at the end there is only nothingness.
pessimistic little woman? no, I have always said to be realistic.
now I have only the memories and the desire for a hug, but I will not be.
I still tears.
sometimes end up but does not take much to get them back.
maybe I still have a hope, a hope which I'm holding on with all of myself.
live one hope, and when there will be more not even that?
boh.
I do not see a future, I'm tired.
tired I just feel something for someone, this someone disappears taking away a piece of my heart.
but how many pieces I have left?
maybe I sin of pride and arrogance, thinking that my life had taken a good turn, belonging to problems with work, I had everything I wanted.
down and looked at all convinced that no one was even remotely close to the happiness of which I, and I alone, I could enjoy.
little woman, for shame. did not know that it would end like this?
little woman of the problem is that dream, dream for her as long as things go well, that someone there for her.
think back to Cyrano de Guccini: "I can not stand people who do not dream"
but I did not dream who knows, only dream that someone loves me, but once again it happened that I had to love too well the real possibility of the thing.
hours thinking about what I should do, how to fill the time without constantly thinking the same thing but it's hard.
if I was the first single theme, in a sense, we now have another.
well, at least unless the people by dentists. (Bar encapsulated to most but I do not care)
in truth I lost interest in many, perhaps too many things.
and I fear that I no longer had anything to write on this blog.
maybe it was so.
if there is a god only he knows how much I hoped.
not even know what I'd hoped, I just know that my hopes were times infinity.
I do not take it anymore, you can never ever ever have to go around in shit?
but what I do wrong?
maybe I was wrong.
maybe it's just going well, maybe I do not deserve anything, maybe I can not take anything.
fact, I am convinced right now: I have nothing to offer the world, are here by mistake.
if at least did not hurt.
I have to ask for help, but I do not know who to ask.
I do not have the courage to say that for the umpteenth time, I deluded, deluded I was to be special to someone.
I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed for being in love again.
he had hoped, he had dreamed.
I scream my anger, I would disappear.
because I am angry. I'm angry with myself for not having realized that things were not going well, I hate myself and I am disgusting for being concerned about others than he was.
but because it must always be this way?
I was not ready, I did not expect.
really, and here if you want to laugh too, because now is the only thing that makes me laugh. I laugh my deficiency.
must know that I thought this weekend was one of the best times of my life, waiting for him like a child waiting to go on rides.
really felt it was a weekend just for us and I was in seventh heaven.
indeed, was over.
after the time when time for us there was little, I dreamed.
instead what I dreamed it was a magical weekend turned out to be only a weekend of tears.
my stupidity makes me laugh.
laugh because sometimes end up crying.
not I can do.
I do not have the strength.
I always hoped that I, I who was doing great in front of those who foresaw a future black saying no, you are wrong.
is rather small woman who is mistaken.
little lady knows just mistakes and not learn anything from their mistakes.
little woman is wrong now that always has an eye on the phone nella speranza di sentirlo suonare.
ma che ci posso fare, non riesco a non sperare, non riesco ad arrendermi all'ennesima sconfitta della mia vita di merda.
chissà quando donnina imparerà a non fidarsi di nessuno, chissà quando imparerà a star bene solo con se stessa.
ma cazzo ci avevo creduto.



cosa ascolto non ve lo dico

Faux Fur For Wallpaper

:::sono molto poco felice di essere qui:::

a donnina dispiace di aver sempre ragione.
oggi come non mai donnina è triste.
donnina ritiene ancora una volta che la vita sia una merda ma non è più molto convinta che valga la pena viverla.
little woman is sick.

Current Price Of Corn

:::quando ritrovi un disco:::

".. there are those who ended up tangled up in a nightclub and remains until the next morning at six
before returning to work in the office as if it had never been anything in
Basically we are better than us
ultimately we
good guys .. "

good guys, the melt


do not know if the text is very accurate but oh well .. it is just a few words.
I found this disc, which has already happened with him and then I forget ..
well, not bad because every time is a new-found joy.
tonight I hit this part of the song.
endorse everything.
if I think about how I told mom to the places where I went for my look, I listened to the music ..
perhaps she preferred to those with some aromatic and head fashion.
But no, we were the good guys.
and we are still here.
perhaps a little 'less good or maybe a bit' more.
but undoubtedly beautiful.
remember my childhood, my friends, my space and yes, no There was no one more beautiful than us.
surely someone more fragrant, but we were real.
proactive.
committed.
we had dreams.
today when I look in the mirror I'm happy for the choices made.
maybe sometimes wrong, sometimes maybe a bit 'crazy but it is too young for that.
perhaps?
ever.
let alone the right of the doubt that you read.
leave you to express, not as someone else does .. (For the record in Vicenza in consultation self-managed won the SI, which was to be a vicenza and NO at the base ..)
think.
listen and reflect the melt.
I see myself as a teenager to jump the stage ..
yes, I made the right choice.
I chose life and I'm proud.
what I mean? but not badatemi, close this blog that just wasted bandwidth.
thoughts are too rough to give a logical thread.
talk about something else.
about me? well, thank you.
I'm working and this is not a symptom of that is fine but it's a good job.
and then fell in love.
love paid.
I'm fine.


post written hearing good guys, the melt

How To Tell Is A Gay Guy Is Cruising You

:::goodbye democrazia:::

ritormo of an image to the little woman.
because this is not a happy return, a return is due to causes really unhappy.
little woman and goes back to democracy.
could make you laugh, if it were just a joke ..
little woman recovered a computer to tell you that in Italy there is no democracy anymore.
maybe someone had foreseen, others imagined but I think in reality no one had been certain.
in Vicenza had to play Sunday in a referendum to choose whether citizens want a war base, or what seemed to them a slice of their territory.
you should vote YES.
you to say yes to Vicenza.
but there are those who want to deny such a possibility. someone who reminds me of a famous book in which however is not marriage, but a referendum not to be done.
a referendum??
you dear, a referendum.
there are those who do not want to give people the opportunity to express themselves, there are those who are afraid of opinions, there are those who would like a world of puppets .. sin that this is who (and I could indirre a "guess who that is who") has the tools to really put a spoke in the wheel who does not bend in a statement geometric angle to the wishes of others ..
what I mean?
speak of the State Council which declared the referendum on the mill.
a referendum!
I'm shocked.
ie, not one that I know, a referendum!
are physically far from vicenza, but my heart is there.
is there, as are the hearts of millions of people, all those who believe in democratic principles.
as I said long ago that I want to remind those who try to prevent a referendum and who bulla of phrases such as "Paron at our house."
no comment.
the only comment I can say is that I hope that this act strikes at the heart too many League supporters who believe in that phrase.
close enough here.
not my pc, for the umpteenth time about a picture that grips my heart and out.
close leaving just one link: www.nodalmolin.it
find them all.
watch it, is important.
Sunday and voted the same, facciazza the thought of those who are afraid of people.

Diabetes And Drivers Licence Ontario

:::donnina è ovunque:::


"Look
You will never find another like me
will be difficult even for you"

come here, vasco



little woman is everywhere.
also where you would not have expected or imagined remotely ..
if you think you are safe in your houses that you know little woman is there too.
little lady knows what to eat for breakfast.
little woman you see.
little woman is dancing in Puglia, but also in Vicenza, Chiaia, Susa Valley, Venice, Messina.
little lady is in your minds.
little woman is an idiot who has lost five minutes for this incipit moron when he just wanted to tell that it was the concert of Vasco.
bologna, Friday evening.
vasco little woman does not know, oh well albachiara cantatain had some school trip or field somewhere.
has happened to you, do not pretend anything.
well, what to say .. there will never be a review of the concert because honestly I've only seen through the big screen ..
need to know little woman who does not stand for height and you should also know that on the other hand there are tall people who wear cowboy hats and also how to spell.
but I could talk for hours on the stage ..
what I saw.
I did not see who was there on the stage but I saw him well.
beautiful.
but honestly I do not worry I did not see why Mr Smith was interested in seeing what was right next to me ..
when he sang this song and I think that is true.
never find another like him.
sometimes I think in the past, when I happened to see him, I would never have imagined this future.
life.
sometimes makes me laugh.
others do not but you know, I'm crazy and laugh even when we would just cry.
then, you know, little woman is very emotional-romantic-anxious and crying too ..
now I must leave, I go to my future roommate.
I only ask one thing: to wish me good luck all.
I need it.
why? ... My



listening post written come dance in Puglia Caparezza

Engineering Perception In Business

:::donnina è impazzita e ascolta battisti:::


" will not .. 'adventure adventure

not' a fire that the wind can 'die but will live
'
as the world
until my eyes
avran light to watch your eyes .. "

adventure, lucio battisti


I do fear alone


post written listening adventure, lucio battisti

Severe Cervical Hnp With Radiculopathy

:::spot manifestazione 13 settembre:::




know, it's very late ..
mea culpa

Make Your Own Tech Deck Game

:::sabato 13 settembre vicenza:::


by www.nodalmolin.it

every Saturday in Vicenza Vicenza and to defend democracy
at 15.00 Piazza Matteotti
little woman there will be.
if any of you to pass the No Dal Molin Festival, remember to sign the petition calling for the resignation of quaestor John Sarlo.



listening post written son of a dog, ligabue

Sailboat Diagram With Descriptions

:::vicenza:::




this is what happened Saturday, September 6 at Vicenza.
citizens sitting on the ground kicked and not only, women dragged by the hair and other tidbits ..
in Vicenza is emerging democracies. want to take away the opportunity to express ourselves.
Saturday there will be a rally to defend not only the right but the Vicenza referendum .. in a few words in defense of democracy.
little woman invites anyone who cares about this concept to come to Vicenza on Saturday 13, at 15.00 in Piazza Matteotti.
all about www.nodalmolin.it
for the rest I'd like to tell you that it's okay, who are happy despite what happens in my city .. rather little woman is definitely not over the moon.
and not just the fault of the Italian government.


listening post written come dance in Puglia Caparezza

Magic The Gathering Flying Blue

:::blog tralasciato:::





I enjoy this song, I like it.
especially the intro.
and then brings me to mind so many memories, even more than many would be better to say one: that the person who gave me lots of happiness every day ..
in the title I said I'm leaving out the blog: very true, but I do not do it on purpose.
even now, for a change, I must stop writing to check the water in the dough ..
I hope not to have made a Pocci.
in the coming days I will be in Vicenza, No Dal Molin Festival are already late but it is a programmed delay: yes, not scheduled to bring two bags of clothes to Vicenza to wash ..
a bit 'but late arrival.
I check the water .. help.


listening post written come dance in Puglia Caparezza

Ho To Connect Ps3 To A Sylvania Tv

:::come in un romanzo:::

"The good novel should not be the story of an exception. It must be a piece of everyday life, in which everyone acknowledges, however, and teaches men something that not everyone saw it. "

Maxence van der meersch


few days ago a friend compared this blog to a novel and I could not give her that right.
sometimes dyed a bit 'grim (ops.. So bleak) and ultimately very pink.
not believe to be the story of an exception, bad luck reigns over all of us and so I think a lot of my suffering has been shared by several people several times ..
tonight are reflexive.
I reflect on my past will never return?
I do not want it.
there are aspects of my past that I have absolutely no desire to see .. not even in the picture.
what to save from my past?
well, little or nothing. I think only the militancy.
militancy and some important friends.
then that my most important friendships go hand in hand with the militancy is another story ..
mah tonight sono dubbiosa e - lo ammetto- un po' preoccupata.
di cosa? lasciamo perdere, solo cazzate create (da me stessa) ad hoc per rovinarmi l'esistenza, solo che se a volte le persone prestassero più attenzione a chi è, forse, più sensibile io ora non mi spaccherei la testa chiedendomi se quei racconti si stiano avverando.
cosa non mi sento di dirlo, mi sembra che metterlo per iscritto dia verità alla mia deficienza..
si perchè una parte di me dice che devo essere proprio tarlata per pensare certe cose ma non è colpa della mia stupidità ma solo della mia insicurezza.
si, perchè ci sono campi in cui mi sento tremendamente insicura, where I (and the past suggests to me rightly) of being a 'total incompetent in some things, as if certain things do not do it for me ..
the sharpest among you, or simply watch connoisseurs of this blog will have realized that I speak, but do not worry, nothing happened, I'm just raving, venting on a keyboard, the doubts that bothered my mind all evening ..
but if only I had not ever said that ...
Roman if I go out with me "mortacci .."
instead as a good Venetian monastery can only send in myself because I'm living one of the best times of my life and I'm trying to ruin all the ways that my mind tells me ..
and find ways they are a champion.
was an Olympic sport would have a collection of gold do not know where to put them ..
quiet, I repeat, nothing happened, I'm just stupid.
tomorrow is another day and my doubts will vanish like idiots public buildings in Italy.
yes, we understand from my lines reached the level of dementia.
better to close.
Thursday leave for London.
leave for a beautiful city that say the most beautiful person in the world.
know that the more beautiful you can not say but I think the academy bran makes me go ..
little woman stop crap shoot and go to bed.



post written by listening to the usual Elvis, but at least it's disc 2

How To Redo A Boat Floor

:::gioia e paura:::





that strange feeling.
inside me I feel almost the same time a great joy and an almost equal fear.
of what?
well, losing the person I was born, one aspect that made me rediscover the life I had forgotten, that makes my days better, which is too many things that would take a lifetime to write ..
I'm afraid that something could happen. maybe it's the mom in me talking but I do not know, are not the quietest person in the world ..
play this song by Pearl Jam (I think the only one I know who until recently did not even know it was them) and I get an attachment to life that inspires me to try to quit smoking ..
I know that I'll have this bad .. but at least it keeps me dall'accendermi an 'other straw ..
today I really abused, but I had to do the graphic work the PC and on these occasions I do not even realize you turn them on a straw after another ..
short, I wonder how I can afford to judge others if I myself do not know me adjust?
if I ever quit smoking break in the company of the Maronites in this world and the other one.
what else? but as I know, it was fun to say ..
well, I'm tired.
I detach myself from this computer because my eyes do not make a lot more but I have Eltern ..
book? tv? too hard .. appearance and will endeavor to get out this time by simply nothing ..
yes, I also reduce the time and your PC.
is too difficult to lead a healthy life, there is nothing to be done.

Brazilian Wax Soccer Team

:::la mia cornacchietta:::


"At the foot of each bird that is attached to the edge of infinity"
victor hugo


know.
for all who read this title does not make sense.
him not to do it.
bullshit is incredible but I enjoy it so much .. there are those who use nicknames like cute little bear, cub .. I know, well, I came cornacchietta.
an animal that's sweet and nice just does not inspire But nothing amuses me too.
and then, let's be honest, when it happened that little woman can give to someone cute nicknames?
so when I could have raised all my shortcomings and, you know, is endless ..
But if I read this aphorism hugo I would say that I am not entirely stupid .. the thread of the infinite is what I hope will bind me to my cornacchietta ..
want that gives me joy that lasts forever, forever.
little woman has begun to dream?
it, and it's beautiful ..
I hope that my new joy can not send them to hell because this blog are not good at talking about love ..
was so good to talk about bad luck and many assholes and this blog has always been based almost entirely on that ..
but now I do not have big bad luck and found someone who is not the slightest jerk.
I hope so much that it is not just another outlet in the ass with a condom of sandpaper (or glass wool, you name it) but part of me feels that it will not be .. and is a part big enough to silence the voice pessimist who sees all black ..
yes, now I live in a world of pink (Leopard) and the incazzature for when we resume work or to the moves of the government, the security package in then there is none save half ..
you look at all No Dal Molin Festival ..



listening post written b-sides, Housemartins

Dogs Clothes Blogs 2010

:::vamos a la playa:::

d onnina does not have much imagination when it comes to holiday ..
so here we are at the third edition of "plage sauvage", camping at half csoa Canaj.
this year there will be little woman ..
would be right and just copy the press but I'm too tired to write one more letter, so it takes a few links:
www.globalproject.info
www.glomeda.org
that my mom sleep ..


listening to the same post wrote Elvis, I know I have to change

Techno Song That Counts Down By 5

:::mercoledì August 6:::



by www.globalproject.info

In the coming weeks, assist the evacuation of the first permanent, including those occupied by the collective attic, which is scheduled for demolition by redevelopment of the neighborhood Compagnoni in Reggio Emilia.
The following article aims to analyze the history and lay the foundations for the future of district Via Compagnoni and collective Attic. Only constant in this situation of instability is the strong will to resist, to not let pass unnoticed and free of violence speculator who administers the city.

Via Compagnoni has a long and fascinating history. It 's always been a place apart, the place of the last and the invisible in a city that claimed to not have them. Those invisible they are always the real protagonists of what a city, a country or an era make history. And if it is true that the illiterate who wrote the story, unfortunately it is also true that those without a voice to tell it. Who says today
the past and present history of this place does it only distorting, judging and, finally, robbing the characters of their own lives.

yesterday it was said that here there lived only gentaccia, ugly dirty and bad ones that will surely steal, take drugs and is rumored to perhaps make love too often. Today's
you say the same things but more for the pleasure of thousands of opinions from bar grew like mushrooms in our city, came the "illegal".

abuses are those who are living 11 of the 130 vacant houses in the neighborhood Compagnoni, there are 25 people aged between seven months and sixty, were born in Reggio Emilia, Cagliari, Stoccolma, Tunisi, Vienna, Messina, Brema, Burkina Faso, Lecce.
Gli abusivi siamo noi, che per uno strano modo di intendere le parole e i significati, ci chiamiamo cosí nonostante la situazione in cui ci troviamo sia conseguenza diretta di abusi altrui. Siamo forse gli unici, fra gli attori di questa storia di case e diritti negati, a non aver compiuto nessun abuso, pur avendone subiti tanti.

A cinque fra le nostre famiglie questa settimana staccheranno acqua, luce e gas, come ennesimo abuso di un potere forte soprattutto con quella che considera un’umanità inutile. Verremo buttati fuori da un palazzo di cui é stata anticipata la demolizione per evitare che altri potessero trovarvi casa e sulle cui macerie born private homes. No acceptable alternative has been proposed, perhaps because they do not exist in a city that has made the speculation on his chariot driver.
So much the right to housing and a dignified life.

The alternative we are still, however, and stubbornly us.
Strictly from the bottom, with dirty faces, the bright eyes and smiles that only those who have taken over his life can give.

.. continued on page global

How To Build An Aeroplane Wing

::: I would never say:::


"With such a beauty you can overthrow the world!"
Fyodor Dostoevsky




little woman has bought her first high heels.
perhaps the second, I will have something nice to buy in adolescence, but these are the first really high ..
morality have a strategy ...
I've worn this weekend, accompanying them to buy a dress for the occasion (long live the Chinese ..) and I must say I was not only chick, I was over ..
wow, I never thought I could give a lot of heels.
ass up, bearing the most elegant, slender legs (even to me that I have little to slim ..)
Today I told my mom buying.
wants a picture .. do not believe I miss her.
well, I myself took several days to convince me that I could bring them and I was fine ..
obvious that they gave a big hand comments of others ..
but thinking about the opening quotation .. I would think of better ways to overthrow the world, but oh well, my innate modesty stramegagnocca do it suggests to me that is not bad, although it is clear that in certain situations you can not go in high heels ..
perhaps but I have a better image for the heels and a dress .. drunk these days ..
sono felice, ballo elvis seduta sulla sedia e passo l'aspirapolvere sorridendo..
credo di aver trovato una persona speciale, qualcuno al cui solo pensiero mi si illuminano gli occhi..
sono agitata, ma è un'agitazione positiva, una di quelle che non mi capitavano da tanto, tantissimo tempo..
ah, sono anche riuscita a far combaciare vacanza e militanza.. alla fine andrò a londra a fine agosto per tornare in tempo per il festival no dal molin..
mi sento il genio dell'organizzazione.
quanta poca modestia in questo post..
penso che con questo post risulterò ancora più antipatica, ma non fa nulla..
I'm happy.



post written elvis still listening, usually hard

Linsey Dawn Mckenzie Running On Beach

::: Paroni at home:::





the title of this post might sound strange but it is the first that came to mind to news these days: the State Council has blocked the order of the tar that stopped work at Dal Molin ..
already, I think of all those who have filled their mouths with phrases like that when it was time to use it against the Venetians, but that does not hang their heads in front of events like this, when they would be the time to defend the concept of Paroni at home against those who would do anything and everything on our soil ..
Paroni but that old?
may seem almost comical that this concept is to defend the very people who never were interested in speeches like this ..
but it's true: Paroni at our house, Paroni to decide the fate of its territory ..
dear leaguers sti cocks (forgive the vulgarity, but there are other terms) will never Paroni just about anything if you can not say a word when a piece of our land is donated to a foreign power .. indeed ..
is not unable to say anything because they own between the authors of this gift ..
are irritated.
are at sea, they tanned, I bought the clogs with heels, I would have millions of reasons to be happy but I am irritated.
watch video on you tube on what happens in Vicenza, I read the news from the Internet and a part of me dreams of being in Vicenza, here among my brothers and my sisters to do everything possible to prevent it from becoming a vicenza 'single base in a city ..
I think not?
impossible .. I can not, my conscience will not let me.
the idea yesterday to make me proposed a little trip to a land unknown to me, in the UK, London to be precise, and I asked to change the date because it fell during the festival .. No Dal Molin
in my output has raised a chorus of "nooo, but are you crazy?" but how could I go for a walk knowing what is happening in Vicenza?
it's time to roll up their sleeves, it's time to go back to being partisan, it's time to play everything for you to a whole new base of death does not arise on our territories. who claims to be against the war, those who speak of peace, those who love our country, anyone with a minimum of "what if dise," as my grandmother, must come down the streets to say that this base will not be .. streets, squares, network .. anywhere ..
this is a tough battle but a battle that you win. I
I am sure you will win if all really say ALL, do their best to win it.
you can not be indifferent.
as Gramsci said, in a beautifully written that will post sooner or later: the indifference is the dead weight of history ..
hours force me to close this post and I do so leaving links where you can follow it all:
www.nodalmolin.it
www.globalproject.info



post written by listening to the voices of people coming and going from the beach

Charity Hodgespark Bench

::: life:::


"Mama always said life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get!"

Forrest Gump, Forrest Gump



tonight in the car, coming back from Ravenna, came out this sentence and I realized that this is so: in life you never know what happens to you ..
that happens then so too with boxes of chocolates I know I will not say .. are not fond of chocolates ..
I'm amazed by the turn which has made my life a turn pink shades ..
and pink, you know, is one of my favorite colors ..
for the rest well, is failing in my commitment to "quit" smoking, this weekend I did not set too ..
addition to this sin in general I must say that I have saved so much and I'm broken ..
then today I really have to go by Enel to say that I have been sending bills crazy ..
not know where to find the will but I have to do.
maybe another shower enlighten me ..
'm putting here to post ciacole better off with a Vicenza msn.



post scritto ascoltando varie anni '80

What The The Dirtiest South Park Episodes

::: Saturday, July 26:::

Can Plus Size Women Get A Brazilian Wax?

: :: brum brum:::

"Sono 106 miglia per Chicago. Abbiamo il serbatoio pieno, mezzo pacchetto di sigarette, è buio, e portiamo tutt'e due gli occhiali da sole"

elwood, the blues brothers


perchè questa citazione?
non lo so, diciamo che oggi il mio cervello ci mette un po' a connettere..
mi è venuta ricordando la serata di ieri sera.. ieri sera donnina ha fatto una cosa che mai avrebbe pensato..
went around in a lotus ..
but believe us?
I am not so ..
and think I could even ride it with me but I had no glasses ..
usually little woman is not interested in machines, especially machines sborone, but it was really funny ..
indeed, say that the exact term is exciting.
but in the true sense of the word ..
tonight I'll be back in Vicenza forget to retrieve the shoes last weekend but should saltami him.
are quite dead ..
car belonging yesterday evening was a busy evening .. cocktails, dinner, ammazzacaffè ..
oh God put me on the street at the thought of me is wrong.
that sucks.
I finish writing something and eat .. so why should you ..
have anything but hunger.
I have a great desire to smoke.
I told you that little woman has reduced its consumption of cigarettes, two packs a day to a package in two days?
that good.
not like giving up but for me it is already a major achievement.
know little woman seeking roommates @ @? I put an ad up for rooms to rent and we hope well ..



listening post written anything

Difference Between Bicycle And Skate Helmets

::: day blacks:::


"Love is poor if his love is absent"
james joyce





I was tempted to write this post tonight, but sleep won.
better because it was overflowing with pessimism and irritation.
sorry but when you can not remember the last number of years in history had one can not be sad ..
and when you do not understand why there is no being in your life, in absolutely no way .. Well, then morale is really below zero.
if it happens then the only man alive who does not trumpet before marriage, well, excuse me, but it makes you cut your veins.
veins are cut but not me say that I prefer not to see him for a while ', long time .. say that if you do not see it the more I have only to gain.
but why are so unlucky?
the world because there is (a number) a person who may have an interest in me?
but I've done wrong?
-where did I go wrong?
a volte temo che potrei impazzire..
anche perchè la situazione odierna è molto peggio che nel passato.. sono arrivata al punto che un ometto non lo vedo nemmeno per della sana attività motoria..
uno qualsiasi, non pretendo un brad pitt o roba del genere.
ma porc..
le bestemmie si sprecano..
cazzo se volevo una vita di merda..
donnina zitta che certe cose non si devono dire.
chiudo qui sennò mi scappa un qualcosa di politicamente scorretto.
e che cazzo.
ma si può credere in una cosa che ti rovina solo la vita?
mah.



post written while listening to a bit 'of everything, so nothing will cheer me up morale

All Designer Baby Clothes

::: want to fry:::

"Fried is yet bona' na strip!"
proverb Leghorn


an image to tell my lunch today.
only a proverb that I love ..
I did?
enough to say that I had an eggplant in the fridge to be eaten ..
well, I fried.
delicious.
healthy? well, I do not think but I do not care ..
are days when I need to cuddle.
Sunday the foot, the dentist this morning ..
and pampering?
well, if anyone should know how to arrange intervenes ..
then fried to ..
but in a way.
last night meatballs with potatoes and chickpeas, eggplant today, tomorrow enough.
however, that goodness ..
hours sofa, I think that it is not very suitable to lie down after eating, but it is one of life's pleasures, a pleasure among those that I can afford.
so ..
you, I need something relaxing ..
on the internet I read ruling on Bolzaneto . Well, shame there are no other words.
I find the time to go to Vicenza forget to take your shoes on Sunday, wants to zero ..
never a quiet moment.


post written by listening to the tg3

Multiplication Table Up To 100x100

::: bua:::


"Beauty can pierce you like a pain," Thomas Mann




already.
pity that I do not happen to see so much beauty to feel like a pain.
but stabs the other.
nails to be precise.
yesterday giving my small contribution to building a better world I was injured stepping on a board with nails attached.
oh that hurt.
I spent the whole afternoon so in the waiting room of the emergency room.
code green.
a hole in the foot.
tetanus expired for years.
four hours of waiting.
nothing to read and no one to talk.
understand that I'm depressed than ever.
at one point I even cried.
to stress rather than evil.
I had too much time to reflect on my life ..
watched an elderly lady who, in my opinion, the most trying of human warmth that a proper diagnosis and reflect on the fact that the only two people were not accompanied us.
me and the lady.
everybody else had with someone.
so my mind began to wander about my future, as this will not be the last time I'll have to wait alone in the anteroom of an emergency ..
thoughts on the lack of a male love in my life.
while evil grew ..
in the end it's up to me.
30 seconds for me to clean my wound and the tetanus shot.
oh that hurt.
I came into the wound as if I were a pig to slaughter more than a human being ..
a doctor while another was digging in my foot I got up the sleeve of his shirt and gave me the injection.
30 seconds.
4 hours of waiting.
forget it.
the only thing that pulled me up the morale was the thought that it was free.
did comparisons with the American health care where you or your pennies or nothing.
but bad day.
day to forget.
much.
now I step on the ice because I can not yet support, the part above is deflated in the plant but it still seems to have a two-euro coin ..
hope he deflated a bit '.
put my foot is very bad.
path as a lame duck.
Ugh.
and all for a nail ..
oh well, we hope passes quickly ..




listening post written daddy cool boney m