Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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Miscellaneous.

I'm trying really to write these two essays and one presentation. And to study for my SAT. But I always find something better to do. Type not to write two essays and the presentation or not to study for my SAT. The worst thing that can happen at the end is that I take to Stanford instead of Harvard. So I do not feel so bad.
But something better happen to really good. Like my sister who happened to be Marika Graziani and take a walk around here. Heck yes. It was the most intense three days ever. And I did not speak so much from 11 August. Imagine in Italian.
It was really cool. We ate Thai, watching The Birds by Hitchcock (and yes, I cried and I was afraid, ok?), visited my school (I like to call it my school although I did not know even existed until eight months ago), visited the classic American Mall (with Macy's related), tried my dress for the Prom in the department of the princesses of Disney's Store, struggled for a vantage point in a game of bowling (I won, obviously), a dip in the ocean (not a dive complete, despite the desire was so much ), admiring the cloud that covered the Golden Gate Bridge (when you say that in California the weather is always nice), had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory (with refills and related Emili daggers), and so on and so forth. In conclusion
were three days (or four, I forget), particularly intense, and not so stumped for a long time (which I did pretty well, I suppose). Now I have yet to recover fully (ergo being able to sleep for eight hours at least one night).
Apart from these family events, life goes on in part the same as it always is. I feel like I never have time (damn Facebook and Twitter) and I consider this by pulling the second kidney, but otherwise all the same. Today we started the qualifiers for dodgeball and I must say that my team is not particularly disgusting, but does not surprise me if we lose the first round. But Soft Kitty "reigns in this house, where The Big Bang Theory you drugs. That's nice. That's good to be the cause of so much ruin and destruction. Heck yes.
I just noticed that in every post I write I have a common phrase, repeated several times. Bah. Maybe because my Italian as sclera, sclera also English.
That's it. I'll try to be more frequent in post something, so you need not rack your brains for everything that I wanted to write to remember. Meanwhile, I tell you that for the next post I might have a surprise sensation. Or the one after next. Or for more. It depends on when I can catch up on sleep and work lost. And I apologize to all those who have not responded to the mail (I really do not even remember if there is someone, but better safe than sorry): Facebook sucks me mentally and physically, but I always forget to update it or to respond to private messages. Sorry. Do not even use the chat, because until now I thought, not even I remembered that Facebook had a chat. Let's say I just need people to Stalker, nothing more nothing less.
And now I'm wandering between thoughts that certainly will not lead to the conclusion of this post. So goodbye. And if you want to write, write. But, please, keep me on your life, that I know enough of.

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The Meravglia

care to chronic syndrome that afflicts me lazy start of my day is wonder. A daily dose of drugs, in the sense of those discoveries that you will parry before his eyes in mysterious ways and that will displace, surprise and push up the metabolism. You wonder if life is the feeling of physical symptoms and causes : turn up the pressure, increases heart rate, breathing rate. The sloth carries her symptoms that are equal and opposite to those of wonder.

There are many categories of wonder: the discoveries, people and ideas. The wonder is not surprising if it leads nowhere. Should evoke the possibility that there are not, it must displace the track of life, should grow up with violence and passion. The marvel universe tends to build new and destroy old ones. It must put some 'fear. Do not panic but that immobilizes voltage survival and abuse.

The wonder must be unexpected. The immediate reaction, engaging, without compromise. The wonder destroys. We must protect. It has to sacrifice something and in the end the important thing is to gelleggiare. Until the next wonder.

If there is no wonder the body slows down its functions, it is tiring to look for other wonder and becomes a vicious cycle that leads to the arrest of all functions. It sinks into itself.

If not every day I become a Colonel Kurz of wonder, I die.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

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Aspettando la Neve.




"A country does it, if only for the sake of leaving. A country does not mean being alone, knowing that the people , in plants, there is something in the ground that even when you're not there only to wait. "
The Moon and the Bonfires - Cesare Pavese

This post is dedicated to Locorotondo. not to the inhabitants of Locorotondo, or my family Locorotondo, or Along the Sea of \u200b\u200bLocorotondo. This post is dedicated to Locorotondo.

I was seven years old when, leafing country will live, I read this sentence. P
ensavo that Cesare Pavese Locorotondo was talking about, not the farm of Mora in the Valley of Salto. And a decade later I found myself reading The Moon and the Bonfires and really understand the words.

A country does it, if only for the sake of leaving.

And I think a little 'I miss you, L. Not too much. What's all.
I miss your candor and that air superb overlooking the Valle d'Itria.
I miss knowing that they are only 6 km away from you, and I can reach with the first bus.
I miss you, L.
But I know you're there, waiting for me. Patiently.

Today is one of those days where you wake up and think in Italian. And you know you should not. Thinking Italian, I mean. But continue to do so. Then you are a flash and you realize that you can use this opportunity to update your blog. And then you start typing, but you can not write more words correctly, and you wonder if "you" is written "doVESTRI" or "should." Then remember how to spell it, press it on the keyboard, and appears on the screen. But there is something wrong. Who knows how to spell really.

Today is one of those days where you wake up and think in Italian. And you can not help it. And I repeat that you're living the most wonderful experience of your life, but a little 'a bit' you miss the side roads and the smell of meatballs with sauce, and grandmother who will prepare the sandwich with ham, and his grandfather, who offers the wine for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and your cousins \u200b\u200bthat you would pay for themselves bring to the park games, and coach SOUTHEAST you should hate but you regret so much, and your brother always annoys you but in the end you love, and your book of philosophy in which every now and hope to dive to forget everything else.

Today is one of those days where you wake up and think in Italian.

But to your country we do not want to go back again.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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Chemistry? Funny if approved will be told by bloggers




Waiting to be able to have the logo official scientific , the blog hosting the Carnival of Chemistry this month adopted a design created by David P., a student of 3 rd B teacher and owner of the blog, Prof. Anna Ruberto.

This page edition number 2 of the Carnival of Chemistry.

bloggers Ben 30 participants and 47 items for an edition that wants to accompany this initiative throughout 2011 (International Year Chemistry ) and beyond.

The next edition of Carnival of Chemistry hosted by the blog "The chemical impertinent" excellent Paul Gifh. If you want to participate contact him with the form at the bottom of the page in .


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Saturday, February 12, 2011

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YOU!


front of you, a stranger as much biped scary!

His horrified muscles allow him to increase the capacity of insulating fur and, once, to appear more massive enemies.

The inside of his eye reveals a nictitating membrane (it is common to this particular reptiles and sharks ) and a time could be lowered over the eye to protect and moisturize while maintaining visibility.



The end reveals the remnant of his spinal tail, while the 'vomeronasal organ currently disconnected encephalon, in the past served to warn pheromones emitted by other individuals. The ears were moved and guided by joints, which you can see only residues of the tubercles ...

No, not a horror film! not you noticed? You're simply looking in the mirror !

humans, in fact, are called vestigial organs "those bodies which, though present in many living things, are poorly developed or entirely unused.

are what remains of our past when we could smell the pheromones, inflate and steer the fur ears.
are tangible evidence of the evolutionary process. One of the many proofs of evolution.

The " goose bumps ", for example, is a reflection provoked by the action of small muscles placed under the skin, called horrified.


The article continues on Gravity Zero Blog science
and participates in the Carnival of Biodiversity

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Geometries

We have polluted the sky with our geometry



but what is behind the mystery?

which will remain in my wake?

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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

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I Had a Dream Maria


Yesterday I received an email from Gabriel Vacis stating that they are trying to Rusteghi. And at night I dream. I dream that I get invited to the theater by my old master, Gabriel precisely, with whom I made my first steps in the theater. In the dream there is no audience but it goes directly to the stage. The stage is dissected by large structures of bamboo, covered with large pieces of jute cloth, rough, from those lots. They move because of a breeze of unknown origin. The structure slowly turns around tessa and I feel the smell of jute every time I touched a dele sails.

to sit where I want: lots of scenes and actors you always see little, hidden and revealed by the sails in motion. Around the structure revolves around an old bicycle wheel on a reciting some chanting softly. Do not fly high, although it does not touch the ground, floating a few inches from the stage. There are portly woman, dressed in fashionable seventeenth century, the maids, nothing pretezioso, no elaborate wig.

There are other spectators. Just for me. I see the darkness that surrounded it already shows, that feeling of being in the most dense universe because something unique is happening right then and there. The air density. I wake up groggy, closes his eyes now, hoping I began to dream of those days.



I Rusteghi , the real one, will debut in Valencia on 12 February. Then
will be in Turin, the Carignano, 22 February and then on tour.


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Sunday, February 6, 2011

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Friday, February 4, 2011

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Carmen. A name that comes from a story by Borges, and ends up in a tenement in Madonna di Campagna. We met through the intercession of a mutual friend. She wanted to be an actress, I wanted to be a director. I had a theater group, she taught Truzzi and dealing with Latin and greek. We were both a little more than two decades. "It's a really tough" The strange thing is that the friend was not the type to say such words as "hasty." It was uncomfortable for her.

There we gave an appointment by phone: I would to pick up via Pietro Cossa, the evening before the tests.

"How do you recognize?"
"I'm like Maria Schneider" snapped. But the voice is not evoked at all and lost the melancholy face of Mary.
In fact, very like. In the darkness of the street, waiting to approach was the same. He lowered the window.
"I Carmen. "


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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

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not rent to two southern

Something happened for a few minutes ago we receive from immobility:

Madam,
thank you very much for giving me what occurred.
take serious measures in this regard with the person that this behavior was excessive strains.
if you want, I call her personally to give all relevant information about the apartment or just like to offer my apologies.
waiting for his permission to be able to call not to disturb more than
cordialemte

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not rent to southern

This mail has just written my wife Agency Cv Property Turin:

Al SNYC,

I called today at 17:35 to make some questions and maybe an appointment to see the apartment. He said a lady and I just finished speaking he asked me who we are and what nationalities' are. I replied that I am Turkish, Italian husband. We are a couple with two daughters. He asked again where I was and when I asked what difference would have told me that the apartment was already 'booked and he hung up. First of all, this 'pure fascism, ask nationalities' before you even answer the questions. Second, if this lady has to do to force this question could be more 'polite. Look at the case, we are a couple looking for a new apartment because 'two daughters were born. We are referenced, both employees with payroll. Now, however, 'not only will not work' but never with this agency will write 'in all the social networks of this attitude.

Regards.


I am very sorry you had to write something like this. I'm sorry that you feel before a foreign person and you care for our filgie to be half-blood. I'm sorry that we came to live in a land built on emigrants and immigrants who can not tolerate. I'm sorry that after studying both, after you graduate, having taken two degrees of prestigious schools in Italy thou must feel like a castaway.


We will have a home. With large open doors.

Ps. Something moved. is how did it go.

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Stories and asses

Want to follow the intriguing adventures of Orestes and Hydrangea or three of those Bears? And the doves do not sit your children? Provided that the puppets do not exceed eleven pounds (would cost about eight to ten months old). Pampers that has seen fit to add value to its already celebrated diapers, it was necessary to write on the stories. Yet the change of

PANOLIN is by no means a transaction in which you want to linger. Open the envelope saint you are often hit by a nauseating stench, accompanied by the appearance of gianduiotti of manure or the classical "wound" that has spilled over on, and onto the shoulders of the baby. Mica is no time for literature.

Yet Mr. Pampers phoned a few young author and placed him under contract for a racolta of short stories. The publication and distribution are guaranteed: asses of tens of thousands of children. In fact it's much more than what a publisher these days, we promise.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Fliud Before Period But No Period

Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Only a culture that has made their national uniform of jeans could imagine that the son of Poseidon lived in New York. The boy named Percy, which is short for Percival, a knight of the Arthurian legend as an Anglo-Saxon could imagine, but mutation of Perseus in the Vulgate is the mythological son of Zeus and Danae. In the film, but eventually find

son of Poseidon and a proletarian American named Sally Jackson. Of the 34 children had known that Poseidon, there is no trace of a Percy or Perseus it. (We have a Ippotoo, Nauplius, Ellen, and conch Bizanti, Eumolpus, Alirrozio and others, in other words the face of Nathan Falco and Ocean)

shining example of American colonialism, the mythology is rewritten on the basis of what an average American assumed to include: a gem: Medusa is killed with the help of reflection, not a mirror, but the back of a silver iPod .

Directed by none other that when Christopher Columbus discovered America, calls himself Chris Columbus.

Monday, January 31, 2011

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I would like my writing style, the stories I mean, he lived the amazing fluidity of the second movement of the first symphony of Gustav Mahler . It starts with drum and bass, a simple ditty child and Frere Jacques turned into a funeral march, but with a hypnotic rhythm by Bolero. 've Heard stuff but re-run with a touch strange and surprising.

Then a diabolical mad oboe score as a woodpecker, a melancholy Mozart and insane. Pungent, saucy, pedantic. All this opens in a Central European waltzes that melts in the Balkans even an echo of some 'coarse circus and brass played by baffutissimi Bosnians. There are the Turkish cymbals to increase the density of the sound. South Eastern rhythm without unnecessary refinements, cut into large pieces and juicy. The

all strictly Feierlich und gemessen (Solemn and measured)

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His Memorial Day

In this story the Jews are not there. I'm only a faint presence, a long line of distant shadows, moving in the background. A slight movement is completely silent. It is now clear that attendance is lost in the shadows of twilight, the horizon of clouds. They are so inconsistent that no longer distinguish the faces, women from men, the older children. It 'still the word. Jews. That no one pronunciation.

When he vanished in Saxony, not far from Dresden, the land still spared from the war, has long Judenrein . September 1944. Free of Jews. It is finished. Gauleiter Martin Mutschmann is a loyalist. His work, he wants to be known, can do it well. The boy, who came from a village far from the world, did not know that a barred window in the center of Koenigsbrueck might once have belonged to a family that was now scomprsa, forgotten. Or that a shop or a pharmacy or a doctor's office, had replaced the people with their human components of a presumed pure breed. He could not imagine that the streets were missing the extras, rare, but these rabbis with long beards attravresavano the street greeting friends in Germany. She could not know of curly peota sticking out from under his skullcap in a group of boys who attained a Talmudic school.

In his country there were Jews. People looking unrecognizable from other farmers, or farmers or traders. They did not go to mass, that yes. The only difference. Then they were displaced. The only displaced from the countryside to cities, while others, those of a pure breed allegedly fleeing the bombing of the city to the countryside. Did not return. Perhaps disgust or perhaps deported.


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Sunday, January 30, 2011

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Something.

Ok. You have every right to kill me.
disintegrate. Skinned alive and hung my skin next to the French art in your living room. I deserve everything you want me.
been almost two months by a serious upgrade, and here people start to worry, I know. So now Frank wrote this post so beautiful and detailed, so people stop worrying and is happy. And not skinned alive.
Well, the holiday season has passed (fortunately or unfortunately, still do not know), and life is back to normal. If one can speak of normality, because in actually the "after-holiday" has been quite dramatic.
1. La Befana does not exist. Or rather, there is the Epiphany for ordinary Christians, but nothing Epiphany. That's right, no socks, charcoal, chocolate, and above all ... school on January 3. Yes, school Jan. 3. What a heartache.
2. La Befana does not exist.
3. La Befana does not exist. (This thing has left a deep mark in me, though my dear American mother has turned into my personal Epiphany for a while '.)
Apart from the fact that the witch does not exist, everything else was quite normal. There will be pleased to know that here there are 20 degrees in January, short-sleeved shirts and do not pass never out of fashion. It happened to me last Friday something really strange happened to the finals (see next paragraphs), all happy because it ended the first half, all shouting in the corridors, all dressed in summer, and I thought it was the ' last day of school. It was terrible this morning, realize that not only I miss another period but, unlike all the other seniors here at school, I miss even one more year. Long live the sadness.
Two weeks ago we went to Yosemite, a place "up there on the mountain with the snow so high." Yes, there was even snow. Super-yay. It was very cool and fun. Yay, yay 2, 3 yay.
Last weekend, Instead, there was the mid-year orientation for AFS: Needless to say, was intensely depressing and funny at the same time. Practically everyone wants to go home, there are those who have no friends, who has problems with his family, who hates America (WTF?). And I was (as usual) the poor outcast weirdo-depressed-that here we are from God and there would never again return to Italy.
The fun part of camp was when I received my badge stupendous with the two flags (American and Italian) who pose as a gift to St. George because they are five months that we are here and, even if not officially, we have received U.S. citizenship (a bit 'as Alcoholics Anonymous and their staples of the series "I'm sober for five minutes").
Anyway, as I stated in the previous paragraph, last week was the week of finals. Basically the tasks and questions monthly Italians all concentrated in three days. Actually I did only two finals serious PreCalc and Government, and Cooking (if you count it as final seriously). The problem is that the last time I studied for three days in a row was in June last year for my last question of philosophy: just eight months.
You can imagine the effect it made me sad and I was up realizing that I was completely unaccustomed to serious study and that in fact I love to do one test whose answers are obvious, thanks to my super-mega-galactic intelligence (bragging time). Yay.
to spend the rest of normal life. Today it's raining on that of Fremont, there are 12 degrees (almost makes cold!), And notwithstanding the next should be a "stress-free week", I already have homework to do. Yay 5.
Yes, I too yay. But what can you do, I'm a yay-person. Well, I hope to update you as soon as possible, but for now I greet you warmly.
Yes, warmly. Yay.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Sniffing My Mom Feets

not Bad boys break

Not many people who guessed an 'epochal work retire saving the world to operate according to the risk that the author would only enrich and impoverish the readers. The

fortutna literary Bruno Schultz is based on a handful of short stories by Isaac Babel so that, cos' such as poor production Fenoglio. But what the culture considers the most popular writers and shy misanthrope was JD Salinger. One of the few who has intentionally avoided the limelight.

It is strange that his quest for "normality", his stubborn attachment to a life of "civilized" and the news surrounding it. Of course, now that the letters exchanged Donald Hartog of his English, will probably be released at the burning curiosity.

Even more interesting would be able to read his "work" that elusive literary work that has nurtured carefully (to him) for 25 years without anyone could read a line. It would be interesting, as evidence of sociological find out if a great author preserved from the limelight and the seduction of a feeling that God may continue to be a pure witness of his time.

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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

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That's it. And maybe we should farcene a reason. We are a nation of pre-adolescents bungling and enthusiasts who plant on a state on the casino room that my mother had arranged with great care for more than three thousand years. Everything we touch, we want everything, we all pretend to be, in a total anarchy of the "see" the "should read as" the law and the exemption from the law, amendment and clarification made in a language so abstruse that the interpretation becomes an exercise in fantasy .

We have transformed our country with heaps of garbage and inexplicable touches of genius, toys and dangers. We are friends because we are all nice and pretty, but then when it comes to really make you prefer someone more grown-up. Collodi wrote Pinocchio more for Dutch, German or even Chinese. We had to spend a spin-off dedicated to the only character who really like us: Candlewick , because here there is no redemption.

could endure all this, you can live with their hands jam and marginalized by those who can (or thinks he can) to make any real decisions. It's even more fun. The problem is that there is a little 'suck to be so. So every now and then jumps out the strong man (or a strong woman) posing as an adult and to bring order to club. We love him for a while 'because, although sganassoni, makes us feel alive and considered. This comes put in order, (everything in its place, a place for everything). But it is not a true order, permanent, does not teach us to be ordained, does not make us understand the principle. Simply hides, creates the appearance of cleanliness, interprets the recitation of the adult world. We will continue for a while 'to stumble in our own garbage, cheeks red from the slapping, guided by the voice of the big "I do not care" and "I resign."

And then there's also this übermamma stew and let it out. Because like all children we are also cruel and merciless. Before we leave the hole in the ball, indeed, do the fans and then overthrow him, a scapegoat, all our sins.


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Friday, January 21, 2011

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People Network

Walking around 2.0 Quore the service of questions and answers, I find one of those things they do understand what the network.

Question: Why does the Facebook Places icon Obviously I Contain a "four" in a "square"?

The first answer, Aaron Sittig starts with: I drew this icon.

Is not that wonderful?


Here the whole conversation


(Quore go there to enter the call, I saw someone)

Thursday, January 20, 2011

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I sell (expensive)

a friend told me that in the mid-seventies, together with a group of friends, bought a Ford Transit and left for the 'India . The project was to reach the Kashmir land in a kind of way for Oxiana nostrana. Indo-Pakistani border to a group of children approached asking for coins. A senior British suggested that he take nothing. "If a house knows, today some of those children will come back without an arm to let you get more and more pain"

As the saying goes, selling is one of the most ancient and sell arousing the penalty is only one of strategies to make the product interesting . I am, as the designer GIPI , hoping that Francesco Nuti, the famous broadcast, has sold at least dearly. The skin, eye squinting, the silence, the burr. Care in exchange for dignity.

But there is a difference between the children of the border and new ways of selling yourself. Now the opportunity to sell at a high price has become unreachable. Ruby Rubacuori sells her ass and then silence for a few pounds but not like the hookers on the streets. Nuti, fortunately, you should not place on the station platform to show his pain to pull up a few €. It is left to resume in late night television. So many others who have had the fortune that they had the vast family, of having been abducted by little, he had murdered someone, he bangs the right person.

So if you must sell at least one sells well.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

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André started

teach more than fifteen years. Perhaps even more. Maybe because half my family has to do with schools, in one way or another. There are those who teach at the university, another to ill children, who became fond of Latin, who did the teacher in a small town it once was. A

school was not much. After I fell in love with this mysterious contact between different generations which provides the fuel that takes you around the world throughout their lives. I had a professor of drawing in high school. It was a small man with a mustache. One day he came to school with her daughter who could have five or six years. If you put it beside the chair while he was drawing her lesson. At one point, gently took her brush with which she was coloring and made a quick sign, all convoluted, a unique and elegant gesture.

It 's a flower space, he explained to the child. He had chosen the color and even tried a clean sheet. It was only appropriate to a corner in the drawing of her daughter and had improvised. I was curious to see the flower in space. I got up and went. I looked at that flower blooming, of a purple grape with the petals of a shining sun invisible. It was just a flower in space.

was so that Professor Ruffino, or rather, Claudio as we called him, taught us. With small gestures and wonder. I have not seen him since then, twenty-five years ago, but the flower Space I remember well.

students who are fond of me with my lesson. I'm a smart, keep the distance taking them around but eventually I worry, I sweat, we discuss, in short I think. There are students who look at me with a waterproof detached view, others laughing at my jokes. Many people forget the things I say, tasks that rarely check. Some underestimate what I say, many argue, many are struggling. Then they leave. They go their own way. Some see him again. Someone even asked me advice. Most disappears. André

Today begins a new adventure across the globe. It's a smart guy, somewhere in the suitcase he brought his collection of flowers in space.

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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

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Assassins solitary



time birthdays. I will be specifically requested, as a gift for a child, the soldiers . Well, I think, could not be simpler. I was afraid of having to untangle between versions and breeds Gormiti completely unknown to me. Instead, it is not pure and simple soldiers who enlist. Not that I'm an expert but my stuff times. worry, wait until the last moment and step at the supermarket. Between a broccoli and a large tin of yogurt buy a nice pack of ancient Romans (who knows if there is pack of modern Romania, like the employee of the ministry, the grattacheccaro the Portinaro Via Merulana, the Tassinari, er potato).

The choice of the ancient Romans is dictated by a choice of educational choice that mitigate war-mongering. But the ancient Romans Carrefur if they are not. Nor paratroopers, or even the ubiquitous cowboy shooters. Cross-reference: I will try in a Toys' R Us, dedicated to the toy store. But the attempt fails. Cars galore, and monsters of all kinds, ranging deformed than in my day was the lone Big Jim. Steroid packs with graphic images of bodies from un'addestratore special trip to amphetamines. Soldiers at all. Chideo. The clerk looks at me as a Genuis Apple Store to have been asked where they keep the Olivetti Lettera 32 . "Plastic" points. sure, plastic and what else if not?

takes me to a dark and forgotten recess and pointing with a couple of packs enough to hang the display says, bucket and bag. It is enough. In fact, the circular bucket, the modest sum of 12.40 euros, is divided into four areas such as Berlin and includes Americans of yesteryear, Japanese, British and Germans. I became suspicious because the Germans, Nazis loosely engage a flag of West Germany and then united, that the post-1989. Okay playing at war but at least we do not give wrong information. And they are so, generic, cheap, without a soul. I played with the legendary British paratroopers, the Africa Korps, and like I said with the Soviet army of heterogeneous seventeen. Esco disconsolate.



I understand that you do not play with more troops, in uniform and the band united and fraternal. Individuals who work for the group: that Shakespeare (and Speilberg) called Band of Brothers . No more team play, strategies and tactics, sacrifice and sharing. Better individual and oversized hero, lone soldier dressed by viagra green supremacist. That fighter, dressed all the technology possible and unlikely, in the end does nothing but lead to another lone hero punches and probably depressed. In the darkness of the soldiers shared their rations boxes K, tell dirty jokes and shows pictures of girlfriends. Those others, the heroes muscle causing a permanent smile, a rictus drug, perpetually exposed to the merciless look in their transparent packaging, consumed by an endless performance anxiety.

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