Saturday, December 25, 2010

38 Weeks Pregnant And Green Bowels

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Friday, December 24, 2010

Lester Motorcycle Wheels

It Does not Often Snow at Christmas

rereading, I think this post is a little sad ... It is not Christmas!
Yay! Now begins.

"We were so poor that at Christmas, my old man left his house, fired a pistol into the air, then back into the house and say sorry but Santa has committed suicide."
(J. La Motta)

Okay, I give up.
's Christmas all over again. It 's always the same day. In the months before
ignore that is to arrive in December.
I think: "It's all there in November"
Then: "It's all there in December"
Then: "There is still a week"
then became abusive.

did not come back to Alexandria for quite a while.
It's nice to Turin. Sballonzolato here and there. It 'beautiful.
If I think of Christmas, I think the tree.
I bet we will be back home the smell of plastic mixed iron powder quell'arbusto mixed cone-shaped, 2 feet high and no one is over ...
The tips of the branches have not smoothed. They leave an indelible mark. E 'come. The fat man with the robe came kitsch. Santa Claus can not be homosexual.

When I was little: the lights, balls, wrapping paper translucent, cats that chase under the tree and engage in a branch.
think "Shit, I must say the beast to stay away from those two long days of work, spent to build this giant that looks like one of those chandeliers of the houses of good people "for the cat're a
Secretly I hope that it holds in any one branch (as low as possible, to do more damage) and that, wanting to make you angry, to drag away the light rhythmic stuff and put an end to the hypocrisy of good feelings.
you laugh a lot. "Did I buy the best Norwegian salmon, what we do not take it myself because I feel that I should take out a mortgage if you took the habit .
The cat, the tree, do not pull it down. But the thrill is priceless.

And it's all red. napkins, clothing, cheeks (even!). The latter are so at home because your body is hot normally. He feels the warmth of Christmas. No, maybe it's just because you're wearing 8 mesh (red, because it's Christmas) and the heating is usually set on "How Oslo.

Behold, I decided. I have the solution. Ignore the
Christmas!
do not know. Point. I do not know it was born. Ignore those who tell you "happy birthday", even if you like. I ignore them.
E 'a shit day like the others!
Here, 25 would also have a nice day. If it was party ... Day and just ... Beer, wine and laughter! Yes! For whatever reason, no matter what. But not so.

But no, there's no one to leave. There is nothing to be done. And I will not watch television.

And people disappear. Where the fuck all end?
To take millions of relatives who came from all corners of the globe. What
cool!
I've always dreamed dinner or pranzone Christmas with dozens and dozens of people who will turn around.
Who knows what happens!
's strange, I can not even imagine the mechanics ... or the atmosphere ...
In my house the most that we get is 6. Of which one is me. Now we
3. Oh no, maybe 2. And the cat, he perseveres. Whew!

accept a Christmas album. To Annie Lennox, at most. It 'also good. What Tori Amos is better. Bocelli, no! Or shoot a dance
Marylin Manson on the balcony (you know that cool!).

But television, no!
because ... no! television, no!
would be nice, speak without tension. Relaxed and happy.
But Christmas at my house, there are no relatives. We quarrel, or devoutly we contemplate the TV.

the first year that a tone has tempered the glares and corercio ... coerce ... coercive ... in short, to be friendly.

And I will no longer destroy entire herds in the name of love!
As a friend of mine says "I do not celebrate: just odiarne the atmosphere in which, willingly or not, you will find yourself immersed!"

I've also thought me the home I do it myself in Turin. I go to workshops and stroke who has seen ..
But no, we are friends. For them to return home. After all, Christmas is theirs. Those who do not see for some time.

The 27 is nice. Except if you work. If you work, no.
But there are all new. And you see them and talk to us.

Damn, for once I want to be genuinely and honestly amused and happy Christmas.
This time I promise.

Come on, after all Christmas is .... is .... is better than listening to an album by Lady GaGa.
or listen to an album of Lady GaGa at Christmas.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Building Plans Dunk Tank

Day Happy Birthday to you and your accountants!

But I do not have the wealth of the world's largest trading?
sent us a Christmas card calling them "Fam", that is family!
Spend Happy Holidays and remember to call your accountant because, in the calculations and beyond the taxes, he has a beating heart. Maybe
cash, but beats ...

Monday, December 20, 2010

Tree Branches As Centerpieces

Reportage Monday's # 84 (as the stock ...)

Happy Mondays. You are already in full of the Christmas spirit? Have you already garlanded the perineum? You have already sucking a couple of elves and tried your dress as Santa Claus pedophile? I spent a very quiet weekend, too much to be to pre holiday but the cold is not that I put some pepper in the ass ...

dinner Friday with a new friend (and blog reader), known in the sauna. As I said on Monday that he would wait to see how I judged the meeting and since that but I want to feel free free to express an opinion on this subject, which we write in code so that if you go from here do not understand a bat: EFE stafatafa ufunafa befellafa seferafatafa afanchefe sefe ifincofontrafarefe ufunafa pefersofonafa efe pafarlafarcifi dofopofo afaveferglifi cofontafatofo ifi mofolafarifi Cofone Lafa lifinguafa, MiFi fafa ufunofo strafanofo efeffefettofo ... Difitefemifi pufurefe Chefe sofonofo ofottofocefentefescofo MAFA sofonofo fafattofo cofosìsì ...

Saturday, out with the usual gang eaten in a restaurant. The cold, however, I hibernated well as humor and do not believe I was in great company. After dinner, Marco and I have preferred to return to the warmth at home and start preparing some of the manicaretti che mi sarebbero serviti il giorno dopo per farmi bello con gli invitati a un pranzo in puro stile campano che meditavo da un pezzo.

Domenica  ci siam messi tutti a tavola e per quasi cinque ore non s'è capito più un cazzo. Gli ospiti bolognesi erano sconvolti per quello che mia madre considererebbe il minimo sindacale per un pranzo domenicale: crostini con salsiccia e friarielli, paccheri rigati con ragù napoletano (cotto 3 ore e mezza...), costicine e braciole (involtini per voialtri), friggitelli, parmigiana di melanzane, struffoli e limoncello.
Se è vero che a tavola non si invecchia, io devo essere diventato un frugoletto con questo fine settimana.
Benjamin Button, Suca!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

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makes a cold burner, of the two minutes I started to snow and ice is also the pre-cum!
want to go out to zero, as the temperatures but, fortunately, when the good things you can not andartele to search, you can always have them delivered at home.
Yesterday came the carpenter to put up (see winding paths that you must take my story to avoid writing mount and run the carousel of silly jokes ...) the new library.
Created and designed by my lovely and talented boyfriend, standing there in the hallway inquiring into tomes. So far
was the only library in the bedroom but alone could not bear to give decent reception in all the books I bought or received as gifts. So we shelved the stoic asked if he could have a little sister e. .. voila!
polverosissimo picking up each volume to transport from one side of the house is strange to see how many thoughts slow down my work.
Each work is reminiscent of flash lighting, almost always pleasant. Rather than a move makes me think of 'na TAC ...
I have books with a dedication of the donor, with promises of eternal friendship, that if we meet by accident in the street not even recognize ourselves; books autographed by the author, who remind me of the thrill of talking with Sciltian Gastaldi and Aldo Busi, so much so that under their name is not retained a hint of sweat from my hands, and then books on a waiting list, those who do not Adranna never more than good intentions of reading , those that have failed me as a lover patched and those that made me enjoy one of the best hours of my life. Those that I've had to buy on my own because no one decided to donarmeli as "Memories and Recipes of Sophia Loren ... Strange and powerful
the evocative power of books. Take up a junk of memories thought lost in outer space amnesia and show you that what's important to have experienced has not been swallowed by a black hole but it was only crystallized in your memory.
an important memory, when crushed under the weight of time passing and it explodes into a thousand pieces that you stick everywhere.
A book is the best way for me to pick up the residual traces of what I was.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Pasta Without Strainer

Crystal Report # 83 Monday

Happy Mondays and that Saint Lucia will preserve the view, that you are more compulsive masturbators.
I hope you spent a weekend at least half of my satisfaction, because otherwise I'm always seems to complain and instead it takes so little to make me happy: a barbaric assault, a couple of free drink card, shopping, immoral and a new government. Looking forward to it, I will tell others and more.

Friday evening, with more than an hour early, arriving with boyfriend in Paladozza where he held the evening of information and renamed the show with considerable bad taste "The dictator of bunga bunga." Despite the dinner reluctantly swallowed the 18 and racing on foot and by bus to get out of the building as soon as possible, the free entertainment and the presence of guests loved as Travaglio, Di Pietro and Vauro, have drawn 'universe and the world are amassing thousands of people outside.
Smadonno a couple of times and, by ripresomi shock, put into action radar mailed which I use when I want to really get into a place. Everyone now controlled the entry and worse, by climbing a wall, followed by a dozen people, put myself out there doing dumb. Meanwhile, those leaving the organization over and over again screaming to go back home to watch the evening or on the internet since the radio is already Paladozza III & IV (they have already come in, 'sti assholes!). To yet another guy who goes out to repeat the nursery rhyme about the sell out, I feel the chance: when you fall in, lock the door that is panic pulled behind keeping it open one inch. Expect to walk away believing it to be closed down and relax, then I turn to the lucky few who stand behind me and in two minutes I organize my band. Count to three, then opens the door and uploading all together! I am the first to enter and the first to be followed by service of order but, surprisingly, my reflexes are still those baby's that 25 years ago played dodgeball (for the record, nobody has ever managed to balloons MAI !) and taking my cat disappears inside the building making me inacciuffabile. Ultras del Bologna wait for me I come to be your gang leader! Posts
exhausted 'is fuck! Recovered Marco, too free, we can get comfortable in the fourth row and enjoy a beautiful sight, full of diverse and interesting work, with social complaints, beautiful music, that rare example of journalism that still remaining true in Italy and more.
Brava Italy of Values \u200b\u200b... next vote, the Radicals remained an orphan, I give it to them.

Saturday day of personal fulfillment in the round because even the vain side to be pampered every now and then. Charges not crazy but at least psychopathic: I took a pair of shoes, a sweater, a pair of trousers and a suit bag and, at least this time, it seems Starmie all right and not as if I had my dress punkabestia trust.
Evening disc. I think it was reopened Pandora's box ... I hope to jump on Saturday or else it becomes routine. The gogo boy is always a dear boy, and now every time I spring 'sti gifts for drinking. Li pulls out of the skimpy shorts and me wearing them longer, so fragrant and hot hot I never know if you run to the bathroom to make me a saw or make a toast to his health ...
exit I found € 50 on the ground. I liked to say to make a bit of envy.
Finished.

Sunday though outside there was a great time calling to do anything, I decided to spend the day in the sauna. Now, for those of you who do not attend some brothels, very little will be able to understand my sense of awe every time someone introduces me to his friend with whom I am well together, at least orally, and about twenty times, under cover of darkness and the turkish bago these replies, "No, no we know ... " with a smile so wide. Here, the sauna is the perfect breeding ground where such incidents have their origin. E 'here that as far as I'm concerned, those indefinable place close encounters of the fourth type after you have swept the previous three, usually just a week before you are presented as 's friend or boyfriend of or the pastor of .
Now, there's a guy's cock eaten me more times than he did not say "mama" and we have never stopped to chat after. But the day I presented him (that time arrived, and 'ndo escape?) If you will pretend not to know, speak, speak if ah!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Does Pinky Have An Std?

Report # 82 Monday

As a little person that education begins with a "Happy Monday to everyone / and!" even if there's a night where eternal rain alternates with frost fogs that seems all is de 'in Transylvania, bad weather damn ugly!

Friday I bought my first smartphone, a mere nothing, nothing comparable to famous ones who buy Bonazzi just to get the filthy photos and sending them but I must say that so I'm smart thing does not seem ...
First of all, is so full of cocks and various applications that make a phone call has become optional, and when I try, the screen seems to look at me with disgust enough and seems to say "Only 'na call? Are you sure? !? Look, if I throw in a bowl with a couple of eggs and a dash of marsala I make a Vov Sister Germana that even when one shall 'mbriacato. "
E seconda di tutto io, al contrario dei bonazzi sopra (ec)citati, le mie foto osè le vorrei tenere per me solo e invece non mi dà la possibilità di nasconderle o proteggerle con una password, così che le mie nudità son sempre la prima cosa che ti butta fuori anche se vuoi solo guardare l'ora... Mah, studierò meglio le istruzioni.
Serata simpaticissima al bowling a fare i teenagers americani etero degli anni '80.
Peccato che dopo il gioco sembra un bollettino di guerra con feriti e doloranti che solo per pietà non umilierò menzionandone il nome...

Sabato altra day with the technology against ... and that sucks! The digital asset is received by the antenna in the kitchen and see it all squared. You have no idea what the look like Nicole Hunziker spixellata Paciaroni and how much Barbara D'Urso seems ... no, she is always ... Barbara D'Urso
Finally, after more than a month and a half, we were able to come back hard and prove to ourselves first, we still hold that even if doped with a couple of Gin-Lemon.
ride in dark for scientific purposes: we spotted a midget track in looking to melt and then decided that at some point you throw in the basement buii. We follow with curiosity to see the rule of L on a copy of this paperback di nanosessuale e...che dire? C'è un motivo per cui la saggezza popolare dura nei secoli dei secoli e, pure in fatto di grossi calibri, ne sapevano più le nostre bisnonne di noi.

Domenica mi sono svegliato e sono andato a dormire a notte fonda senza mai essermi tolto il pigiama e aver messo la testa fuori dell'uscio. Che bello poltrire e sfaccendare come solo a Voghera le casalinghe sanno fare mentre fuori il freddo gela pure il guano dei piccioni.













(In the main photo: 1 meter tall and 51;
in the second photo: Nicoletta Paciaroni and / or Letizia. And if you do not watch all the videos, you are just "idiots who see the legs and ass mandolin Paciaroni Nicole!)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Customized Sweatpants

Cruel

already would be a relief for me to see a single bull put to flight these heroes, fighters, plus an entire bloodthirsty arena.
Elias Canetti, The Human Province, 1973

There is a video running on YouTube and Facebook.
It 's a cartoon a few minutes.
's about how you make a fur coat.
E 'of a just crazy.
E 'here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=miAaxkz7geE
I've also stuck a couple of aphorisms, but ...
We now reflects. On how
smaciulliamo animals at a staggering rate. For fur, food etc ...
I am a vegetarian recently.
Until you see things from another point of view you do not notice.
on the fur and not to mistreat animals I was already convinced even as a child.
People do not care, is immaterial.

not give a damn. Do not give up steak.
fucking slice it, when he was still alive he has never seen freedom in his life
People do not surrender to the Mc. There is no alternative.
's what the problem. There is no alternative.
At least, here in Italy.
In Sweden, at least there is a chain, MAX, a competitor of Mc, but environmentally sustainable.
http://www.max.se/en/environment.aspx
There's nothing to do. They are ahead. Listen to Radio Max
...
E 'for half an hour I can not do anything ...

When I come in Alexandria, now I realize that there is only meat in the fridge ... It 'scary! There
sauce or sliced \u200b\u200bsausage or chicken or avalanches.
In practice there is the smell of blood everywhere.
A couple of weekends I've done on my own expense if not fasted .. We

animal cruelty.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

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Damn criminals

The emissaries of the Holy Roman Church have struck again: trampling all about desire expressed by Monicelli during his life, the pastor of the Monti district, Don Francis, who will soon be reunited with her god damn shit, it has also played the bells forcing a helpless body to attack the most vile and arrogant that you can imagine. Meanwhile

to Piergiorgio Welby Ruini & Tonini denied a religious funeral, as required in that case ...

Bella shit as in clerical garb.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Egg White Cervical Mucus Right Before Period

Break the chain

continues to rain. People are tired, listless, wrapped the blankets. The cold bites.
tired fingers do not rise even to crack the keys of a mobile consumed by bullshit.
"what?" "It rains, there is no" answer
is tiring. The river is high.

But the warmth flows. I'm still alive. And I feel fine. I look
two brown eyes. I feel at home.
sometimes embarrass me. Devio gaze. But I can not resist for long. Now do drugs of that feeling.
Studio. The details. It seems to me that a superior design has shaped them. They are funny. I am genuinely harmonious. I do
soothed by the feeling. It 's beautiful.
What if I say the wrong thing and do it again mess? No, not gonna happen. O happens so often that no one notices. In any case, it's okay. We are there for a while. To me it seemed maybe a couple of hours. Main. E 'indffarato. He has plenty to do. He moves awkwardly. That 's what. It 'beautiful.
I have no other adjectives.

It 's a post to fuck, basically.

"we are alone in my office. There are no witnesses. I hope it is a problem," With my
usual dick face "hehe, until we beat the dead man, no"
curious expression. They spend 3 / 2 good. then understand.
laughs heartily.

Ah yes, memorable scene.

"and she can tell curore with the mouse where the activity of WUS?"
"oh yes, it is ..."
The mouse is not any one, is one of those Mac. I do not know the sensitivity of the scroll wheel.
The slides run inadvertently. I see a look of anger on the face of the examiner.
tried again.
again. The average finishes on the wheel.
He snorts, seriously annoyed. and returns the slide to the right one.
tried again.
again. The finger Average ends the wheel.
The adrenaline flows, the anger is revealed.
"It should not touch the mouse wheel! If the slide touches the slide!"
"haha, no sorry"
60 minutes have passed. Long, frustrating.
Perhaps it is better to finish it.
will be for next time.

Watch a video: the system is not the only system, but one of many. Indeed, the worst.
I see a girl crying. crying loudly.
eat once every two days.
I take that lump in my throat.
I promise not to remain inert. To tell everyone. We do not give up.
You fight. Without arms. Without the debt.

I read books on the subject. Are now fixed.

The slave is not so much that the chain to the foot, because that is no longer able to imagine freedom.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

State Land To Hunt In Oakland County Mi

Hotel

G. writes:
has over half the world
E. writes:
In fact it's a nice young man.
G. writes:
became men and women

stimulates me know?

that the lady has a dick he escapes

E. writes:
Ahahahaha XD

G. writes:
're never sure I could betray and

then anyone with jealousy ...

or go mad or let stand
E. writes:
E. what do you do?
G. writes:
and then I'll have to enjoy the day

away because tomorrow may disappear and never come

I have to find a balance between


being insanely jealous and not really give a damn

says he has little experience
bed and you see
E. writes:
XD
G. writes:

however, is the first time I'm with someone who accepts free love

maybe if I think I denied

admit Vare had erections for women
and I was also madly in love with a
we are still friends now I
Chaman Cyrano de bergeraque
in fact if you put me there are excessively romantic
know how I gave your first kiss?
E. writes: Tell me
.
G. writes:
second time we see each

mid-August he is very shy
is about to leave for 15 days


wonderful evening jazz concert near the little train

then lose my house
offer him a cup of tea
listen to stupid songs
laugh
1 hour passes like lightning

take the train is at the door but no one

both stagger off balance
my heart go fast, fast like a train
he goes there to train
my house is 10 minutes
the station and then fuck!
if
is gone forever and I have not kissed?
and if you think it's not I am interested in?
!
do then?
the phone and tell him that he has forgotten something?

but not if you do not see the call ...
an sms!

but does not see him pitch a couple of minutes to think too much


now I hurry the fuck should I do?
's scream on the street?
Way frantically in the kitchen
almost forgot the house keys in the house I run


came to the door has already turned the corner on Corso Vittorio

run is already in there
devil!

the run is very bad cavigilia
hyper walk faster when it's just that son of a bitch.
arrival at the station he is already

in the last few minutes the train's departure, too few
look at the track!
is a double-decker train!
cock!
decide: I climb above
look at a plan and the other the precursor for each car

"if the train takes me home and I have the keys," I think clearly
I'm not home and my
cock!
sleep under a bridge this time indeed!

run run run

I do not have time references
find it!
is almost in front of the train above

outcome ... I'm doing the idiot.
For a moment I get off the wagon.
Oh fuck!
date back.

do the stairs I see him! The heart
batte troppo velocemente
secondo me ci resto secco.
Respiro
gli faccio
"non hai dimenticato qualcosa?"
lui si guarda attorno stranito
"no"
"e invece sì"
lo bacio
Non è caldo come mi ero immaginato
E' una serie di baci.
lunga.
A tratti intensa.
Ho la testa tra le nuvole.
Non sono concentrato.
il treno stà per partire.
Non so se lo rivedrò.
Non potevo starmene fermo, veder scorrere le cose.
Basta.
Forse ho una ragione.
Sarebbe musica.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Jason Comet Chaser Reflector Telescope

We're all alone

To be eternally unsatisfied.
I want more. I need to do more. It's a ferocious kind of need. The one that consumes you, little by little. Verging Toward desperation ... I would be satisfied even if

preside tomorrow Fini Miss Trans International.
Enough, God!

I'm sleepy, But I do not feel like sleeping. Damn!

Friday, September 3, 2010

What Material Best Absorbs Heat

The queen, my lord, is dead ... or "My God, just to mention!

reread old phrases on this blog.
I thought, hell, just change. Small gays grow.
Fortunately for the better ... to many it did not happen. Some listen to Lady Gaga.
I do not. I am different. Maladjusted and antisocial as usual, but different, and I attitude as if I were not. God, that satisfaction ...
I look back and see shit. I look ahead and see nothing. Perhaps it is best to see that shit too forward.

are sincere, that yes. It is not a cliché, the kind that are said in those conversations where you do not know how to fill the silence created by bodies that do not listen.

I lost my center of gravity. It was close. Very.
I think maybe I have to re-start writing, as well as mental activity, without purpose. Apart from the fact that still do not know where to place commas and prick several ... I do not know whether it makes sense.

And just engineers. Sheets to make inequalities, not under the covers. Stop even the exclamation points. It 'no use screaming at a glowing screen. It screams of people, listen more than scream.

And just as Marrazzo be cowards! Shit, yes, I'm going to trans- faccio di cocaina perchè godo!" non "perdonatemi, sono confuso"

Allelujah. Le intenzioni sono buone. E anche questa casa è stretta.
Vorrei dire mille cose. A un tratto, milioni di sinapsi sono attive, c'è un gigantesco ingorgo di pensieri, uno di quelli che trovi solo a ferragosto sull'autostrada del sole. Si, è una brutta metafora. E no, non ci tengo a cercarne una migliore.

Segnali di vita... (cito sempre lui...)

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Answers For Lab One Diffusion And Osmosis

Hey hey hey hey

It's a brand new day!
Feeling bored...

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Is My Tongue Ring Too Short

I deleted a trojan ...

O era un trojan?
In ogni caso il doppio senso è fallito.
Avrei dovuto puntare su Marrazzo.
Ora il mio blog è nuovamente visitabile.
Potrei ma... ma si!

Signora sui 70, impellicciata: grigio tinta unita, risvolti non ben definiti.
In attesa all'ufficio postale con chiuaua (o chiwaua o chiuawa o chihuahua, o come cazzo si scrive) vestito con cappottino rosa legato dietro le zampe anteriori con due pon pon pelosi, collanina di perle.
La signora, le zampe anteriori ce le aveva terribilmente scoperte...

E chissà che stavolta non ricominci a scrivere seriamente, assiduamente...