Wednesday, July 4, 2007
How Much Did Jon Cryer
need of our culture is all that remains nell'approssimativismo more aberrant.
need of our culture is that everything can stay in any more heartbreaking.
need of our culture is that everything remains the most biased castrating.
need of our culture is that everything remains in the incompleteness most helpless.
The purpose
.... All are equal for all; no exceptions!
And who asks questions ...
Useless and unnecessary, ineffective in a system like that!
Friday, June 22, 2007
Design A Wwe Championship Online
Need Some days
happens on certain days, to feel like a string of a violin. Tesa
And like a spring, compressed. Ready to go, if just the hook that holds it becomes loose.
I hope today that the hook will not give an inch ...
Neither music, work, or writing seem to loosen the tension and excitement. I tried with an artifact of the technology to retrieve a surrogate relaxation. But today not even that does not work ...
Perhaps it is the heat, the heat of the night that gave me a quick and restless sleep ... I could say, if ignored some knowledge or you do not want to see more. But it is not.
The question remains unanswered: what of everything that has happened since last night now, now that I write, they have been the cause!
Perhaps my restless dreams? Maybe the news of that motorcyclist who wiped out in Cremona, two women and a child. In fact I still think of him. A headline like this article then reported to the different content. For the reasons, or perhaps causes of this tragedy: simple mistake - even if an adjective is very cynical trivial when applied to such a context. Anger? SIB? A
how complicated and complex but at the same time delicate living. Sometimes it seems like a game to the slaughter ...
And then I read that somebody announces games because istiganti violence. The
two news screeching brakes as they try to stop a car launched at breakneck speed on a highway.
But perhaps naming things eased the tension
happens on certain days, to feel like a string of a violin. Tesa
And like a spring, compressed. Ready to go, if just the hook that holds it becomes loose.
I hope today that the hook will not give an inch ...
Neither music, work, or writing seem to loosen the tension and excitement. I tried with an artifact of the technology to retrieve a surrogate relaxation. But today not even that does not work ...
Perhaps it is the heat, the heat of the night that gave me a quick and restless sleep ... I could say, if ignored some knowledge or you do not want to see more. But it is not.
The question remains unanswered: what of everything that has happened since last night now, now that I write, they have been the cause!
Perhaps my restless dreams? Maybe the news of that motorcyclist who wiped out in Cremona, two women and a child. In fact I still think of him. A headline like this article then reported to the different content. For the reasons, or perhaps causes of this tragedy: simple mistake - even if an adjective is very cynical trivial when applied to such a context. Anger? SIB? A
how complicated and complex but at the same time delicate living. Sometimes it seems like a game to the slaughter ...
And then I read that somebody announces games because istiganti violence. The
two news screeching brakes as they try to stop a car launched at breakneck speed on a highway.
But perhaps naming things eased the tension
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Dried Cranberries Lysine Content
Yesterday, evening, late. ... And without a car
It was 21:50 and I leave Piazza Navona to ride the bus with some friends.
, 64, I arrive on time in terms of: the must lead to MA2 anagnina. And you must do so within the 22.50. MA2 fails in the mission. I try to emulate but to no avail Hoffman .
COTRAL The bus has already left! Well another - the last - is at 00.00.
I try to eat something and send an sms to my friend in while the wait.
eat. But I find that I do not have credit on your phone. Not an ATM within 500 meters as the crow flies, and the rest is dirt and grass stained with smog. The 0:00 is flowing abundantly. The bus probably was deleted (or I was sleeping when he moved). No taxi. No telephone traffic and humid and I feel lost in the mists of all'adiaccio anagnina. COTRAL a bus. It is not the right one but it is a bus arrives in Frascati - better than nothing. Frascati in June at 00:40 It seems alive. And I could charge the phone. So I write to my friend not to commit suicide while returning home on foot. Monte Porzio 4 km further on and 40 minutes later, a ghost town. But I had eaten, sent my sms and had a good session of jogging ...
I could even sleep. In my bed at about 2:45.
Strange! This morning I woke up and I was not even tired!
Sunday, June 17, 2007
How To Draw A Cartoon Get Well
Odyssey Two questions
To many Italians, many of them just does not go down that gays are recognized as social subjects, a lot of Italians do not go down to be recognized social rights to gays.
I have a vague feeling that this broad band of his countrymen not to go down until you recognize the existence of gays.
He put his soul in peace: the gays, lesbians, transsexuals , transgender, there are disguised. And until they kill someone, rob someone, rape someone, do not drive a child are free people and citizens like anyone else. Moreover I think the idea of \u200b\u200bgays in the''other''not even bother them touches.
Maybe some other 'too egotistical.
The question must be asked is: why so much (anger) hostility towards them? Perhaps
phobic avoidance? Terror that being queer can be a contagious disease and that we can tramettere over the air? Horror that the man being an idea-insane - by nature weak and insecure without their own sexual identity, living day by day beside a fag it captures the essence of the character?
adage''A sort of going with the lame one learns to limp''altered?
Similarly, I wonder if anyone, I have not seen for years - decades - for the mere fact that you have read parts of my blog I consider it stupid and silly to me why it should be noted with a comment to my post?
Both questions - one on the row and that the homophobic Italian acquaintance of mine - remain unresolved.
But anyhow it is important in life and try and try and try ...
To many Italians, many of them just does not go down that gays are recognized as social subjects, a lot of Italians do not go down to be recognized social rights to gays.
I have a vague feeling that this broad band of his countrymen not to go down until you recognize the existence of gays.
He put his soul in peace: the gays, lesbians, transsexuals , transgender, there are disguised. And until they kill someone, rob someone, rape someone, do not drive a child are free people and citizens like anyone else. Moreover I think the idea of \u200b\u200bgays in the''other''not even bother them touches.
Maybe some other 'too egotistical.
The question must be asked is: why so much (anger) hostility towards them? Perhaps
phobic avoidance? Terror that being queer can be a contagious disease and that we can tramettere over the air? Horror that the man being an idea-insane - by nature weak and insecure without their own sexual identity, living day by day beside a fag it captures the essence of the character?
adage''A sort of going with the lame one learns to limp''altered?
Similarly, I wonder if anyone, I have not seen for years - decades - for the mere fact that you have read parts of my blog I consider it stupid and silly to me why it should be noted with a comment to my post?
Both questions - one on the row and that the homophobic Italian acquaintance of mine - remain unresolved.
But anyhow it is important in life and try and try and try ...
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