Friday, April 27, 2007
Best Eating Healthy Slogans
I'm eating a yogurt with exotic fruit that tastes like strawberries (damned misleading advertising) in front of the computer because I just finished doing repetitions of mathematics, I know, it was strange, but I do not I wanted to believe but I have to do it, a poor unlucky girl in the eighth grade. Today I have committed much, I had a reminder with all the formulas of solids: box, cube, pyramid, cone and cylinder, each with an attached picture next to formulette. Ie. E 'knowledge work, it takes precision and clarity of mind and above all a' high artistic skill. Not everyone. And she loves me, she left with a smile of 333 teeth. These are the joys of life. However, I open mozilla on my homepage of the republic and I am attracted to a survey : 10 words to be saved. A part of me old-fashioned words have always fascinated me because it's like if you brought in the world of the past, our grandparents and our great-grandparents were born at the end of 'even 800, and the world to me once like so much . The simple things, real life in the sense of material, when there was stress, anxiety, boredom and obese children who eat too many snacks, or children who are 7 different sports as a singing lesson catechism. So this poll intrigued me so much and I got want to leave some comments:
9. father - even in Jesi they say, with different accent but with the same meaning;
11. biascicapaternostri - is my favorite, reminds me of my grandfather, a real "de Jesi Jesi" for generations;
12. BIS (g) ers - if you take the "g" does not change the meaning, rather it strengthens;
16. but does not mean hairdresser?
23. My uncle always says F. When you eat " arvances " with " tabernot "
25. for me is a huge pimple;
28. this is montemarcianese!
30. football I've never understood;
40. when you're not too fond of mustard?
And with these beads of wisdom for today, I concluded.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Mac Desmume Trading Pokemon
quiet afternoon I was sitting pretty beautiful ...
If you did not understand I'm fuckin 'around happily on the Internet and check it out we find:
"You could call an elephant for company. The specimen is a female five years and is called Anna . And 'one of the attractions Thai island of Phuket. Anna takes a bath and plays with tourists and is the true star of the beach where he lives in a small community of elephants between which there is even my mother. "
really sorry but I could not resist: what better case of homonyms?
If you did not understand I'm fuckin 'around happily on the Internet and check it out we find:
"You could call an elephant for company. The specimen is a female five years and is called Anna . And 'one of the attractions Thai island of Phuket. Anna takes a bath and plays with tourists and is the true star of the beach where he lives in a small community of elephants between which there is even my mother. "
really sorry but I could not resist: what better case of homonyms?
Cathay Pacific Inflight Internet Access
Venghino Ladies and Gentlemen, here's the good wine
So I wonder how far we still have to raise public awareness? We all (or almost) understand that in fifty years or less burst of warm up to extinction. It 's time to act. Really. Considerably. Punctually. Organized throughout. Fun little game but I'm the big block of ice in the mini kennel for the dog and a bet on what melts with attached consolation prize, but why? I say you could not use that money to build even a fraction of a whole building with the technology of "passive house"? Meanwhile, there would be a plus. But in Italy because everything always ends up in pa 'and pork?
"How in grado di resistere un blocco di ghiaccio in un edificio senza raffreddamento, ma costruito secondo i dettami del risparmio energetico? Molto più di quanto non si pensi. Questo almeno è il convincimento di un gruppo di sponsor e associazioni ambientaliste messe insieme dalla Comunità Montana Alto Tevere Umbro e dalla Fiera delle Utopie Concrete. Il cartello ambientalista ha lanciato infatti una insolta sfida per dimostrare le potenzialità della bioedilizia. Al centro della cittadina umbra di Città di Castello è stata fatta costruire una piccola casetta di 2,5 metri quadrati seguendo gli standard delle case a basso consumo energetico. Al suo interno, prima di sigillare il tetto, è stato quindi collocato un blocco di ghiaccio del volume di two cubic meters. The small building will be reopened on June 5. Meanwhile, the betting public will be collected on the amount of ice survived the heat. Up for grabs for those who will come closer to the exact answer, press in keeping with the spirit of the refrigerator as a low-power Class A +. " (source: repubblica.it)
So I wonder how far we still have to raise public awareness? We all (or almost) understand that in fifty years or less burst of warm up to extinction. It 's time to act. Really. Considerably. Punctually. Organized throughout. Fun little game but I'm the big block of ice in the mini kennel for the dog and a bet on what melts with attached consolation prize, but why? I say you could not use that money to build even a fraction of a whole building with the technology of "passive house"? Meanwhile, there would be a plus. But in Italy because everything always ends up in pa 'and pork?
Friday, April 20, 2007
Seriennummer Pinnacle Tvcenter Pro
Oops! So
I just tried to place the post here below, what I wrote last night to 3 ... Oh what a mess. Here's what happens to post at 3 am. I swear I did not realize that precisely: rambling sentences, parentheses are closed without having been opened, assembled words are not in any way. I knew I did not write (note the repetition, in fact) but not to this level ... punitemi writers from around the web.
I just tried to place the post here below, what I wrote last night to 3 ... Oh what a mess. Here's what happens to post at 3 am. I swear I did not realize that precisely: rambling sentences, parentheses are closed without having been opened, assembled words are not in any way. I knew I did not write (note the repetition, in fact) but not to this level ... punitemi writers from around the web.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Male Masterbation Dolls
'boys
"When I write I get home this evening," I said three hours ago and I throw the stone and withdraw his hand, not you, is not well. Story: I went to dinner with M. a dear and old friend (I can say since we know from back in 1985) at Serra dei Conti, the Taverna del Corso . Kill that Magna, Jesi jargon used to say that you ate like a goose fattening. For completeness, I tell you what we got:
- Spelt tagliatelle with cicerchia ;
- rolls with bacon, cheese and tomatoes;
- cut with arugula, cherry tomatoes and parmesan;
- fried potatoes;
- a bottle of Lacrima di Morro d'Alba;
- the hot chocolate fondant cake I have tasted only in the mind of one and two because I was too full because the oven M. (Chef and owner of the said local) does not close properly and it seemed rude to expect pigiasse the door for 12min in a row only to remove the whim of the end of dinner. Restaurant cute, soft atmosphere by music in the soft light on the bricks of the vault of the cellar of this century palace. At the table after dinner I are three of the cook / owner and my friend who had sex feelings about people living life as if it were de'noantri gossip habit. Cabbages, I see her almost every day is my neighbor across, but he had not talked with him years and 12-13 years mean not one or two, and probably c 'I talked more tonight than we had ever spoken in my life. Beautiful, beautiful pull out the memories of those summers spent in the courtyard of the church (you know, I used the ACR and poil'ACG, so what?) Sitting on the saddle of the scooters of the males, only two of us girls to fuck happily . To kill Time to toss the water balloon went into the kitchens of the houses with the windows open for the August heat in two on the scooter like a herd of wild buffalo. They ran the years when I thought I could get pregnant with a kiss (I read too many words), I believed that those things that are passed from hand to hand cigarettes were a bit 'strange, just bigger and fragrant. Oh what a beautiful youth, spent in my beloved spy with binoculars from the attic until he realized that time and looks at me with suspicion for some reason, or when you do a ride with another adored and then your father is went to put the car in the garage you see and you think that the police instead understand that it is even worse because you recognize the license plate and know that your summer is over, it was August 12, 1995. These are things that you mark, I remember many things like it was yesterday, and others I have completely deleted. Why? What are the mechanisms of memory that make you remember the smell of your grandmother's stairs the first time that the salt with your legs and not what I ate yesterday? What has this to do with my teenage tragicomic passed between Via De Nicola and Via dei Colli do not know, but I started this post an hour ago and now I lost the thread. Better if I close. What do I salute? But you go, do not like the rude, good night.
"When I write I get home this evening," I said three hours ago and I throw the stone and withdraw his hand, not you, is not well. Story: I went to dinner with M. a dear and old friend (I can say since we know from back in 1985) at Serra dei Conti, the Taverna del Corso . Kill that Magna, Jesi jargon used to say that you ate like a goose fattening. For completeness, I tell you what we got:
- Spelt tagliatelle with cicerchia ;
- rolls with bacon, cheese and tomatoes;
- cut with arugula, cherry tomatoes and parmesan;
- fried potatoes;
- a bottle of Lacrima di Morro d'Alba;
- the hot chocolate fondant cake I have tasted only in the mind of one and two because I was too full because the oven M. (Chef and owner of the said local) does not close properly and it seemed rude to expect pigiasse the door for 12min in a row only to remove the whim of the end of dinner. Restaurant cute, soft atmosphere by music in the soft light on the bricks of the vault of the cellar of this century palace. At the table after dinner I are three of the cook / owner and my friend who had sex feelings about people living life as if it were de'noantri gossip habit. Cabbages, I see her almost every day is my neighbor across, but he had not talked with him years and 12-13 years mean not one or two, and probably c 'I talked more tonight than we had ever spoken in my life. Beautiful, beautiful pull out the memories of those summers spent in the courtyard of the church (you know, I used the ACR and poil'ACG, so what?) Sitting on the saddle of the scooters of the males, only two of us girls to fuck happily . To kill Time to toss the water balloon went into the kitchens of the houses with the windows open for the August heat in two on the scooter like a herd of wild buffalo. They ran the years when I thought I could get pregnant with a kiss (I read too many words), I believed that those things that are passed from hand to hand cigarettes were a bit 'strange, just bigger and fragrant. Oh what a beautiful youth, spent in my beloved spy with binoculars from the attic until he realized that time and looks at me with suspicion for some reason, or when you do a ride with another adored and then your father is went to put the car in the garage you see and you think that the police instead understand that it is even worse because you recognize the license plate and know that your summer is over, it was August 12, 1995. These are things that you mark, I remember many things like it was yesterday, and others I have completely deleted. Why? What are the mechanisms of memory that make you remember the smell of your grandmother's stairs the first time that the salt with your legs and not what I ate yesterday? What has this to do with my teenage tragicomic passed between Via De Nicola and Via dei Colli do not know, but I started this post an hour ago and now I lost the thread. Better if I close. What do I salute? But you go, do not like the rude, good night.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Half Head Highlight Looks Awful
Fat Bottomed Girls you make the rockin' world go round
by " Breakthru" :
I wake up
Feel just fine
Your face
Fills my mind
I get religion quick
'Cos you're looking divine...
da "Don't stop me now" :
I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode...
da "It's a hard life" :
How it hurts (yeah) deep inside (oh yeah)
When your love has cut you down to size
Life is tough on your own
Now I'm waiting for something to fall from the skies
I'm waiting for love
( ... )
Yes it's a hard life
In a world that's filled with sorrow
There are people searching for love in every way
It's a long hard fight
But I'll always live for tomorrow
I'll look back at myself and say I did it for love (ooh)
Yes I did it for love - for love - oh I did it for love .
Per inciso: credo che sia una delle prime volte che rileggo i testi dopo che sono passati così tanti anni, oramai li avevo imparati a memoria con l'inglese dei miei 11 anni, del tipo gnarugnaru tru de skais...
by " Breakthru" :
I wake up
Feel just fine
Your face
Fills my mind
I get religion quick
'Cos you're looking divine...
da "Don't stop me now" :
I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode...
da "It's a hard life" :
How it hurts (yeah) deep inside (oh yeah)
When your love has cut you down to size
Life is tough on your own
Now I'm waiting for something to fall from the skies
I'm waiting for love
( ... )
Yes it's a hard life
In a world that's filled with sorrow
There are people searching for love in every way
It's a long hard fight
But I'll always live for tomorrow
I'll look back at myself and say I did it for love (ooh)
Yes I did it for love - for love - oh I did it for love .
Per inciso: credo che sia una delle prime volte che rileggo i testi dopo che sono passati così tanti anni, oramai li avevo imparati a memoria con l'inglese dei miei 11 anni, del tipo gnarugnaru tru de skais...
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
The Art Of Cruising Men Streaming
Now I'm waiting for something to fall from the skies I'm waiting for love
Ho capito che oramai le ispirazioni mi vengono solo a quest'ora, il sonno e la malinconia mi aiutano a focalizzare i miei pensieri e sentimenti. Parlavo con D. e così dal nulla se n'è uscito lui il mito, l'ineguagliabile, colui che mi riporta alla mente dei ricordi toccanti, intensi, vivi, energia, grinta e lacrime tutto insieme. Sarà che quando arriva la primavera e le prime temperature calde io ne risento, ma stasera ho provato tutte di seguito una svariata gamma di emozioni ascoltando la sua musica, l'ascolto sempre ma stasera mi è entrata dentro di più. Mi ricordo quando mio padre portò a casa quel cd e io scettica già pensavo: eccolo che si presenta con l'ennesimo gruppo sconosciuto che non se the line no one ... Ah but ... These fun here, that almost makes me want to dance. And so I did a lot of Sunday afternoons with my tights and burgundy hair Fantaghirò: shudder
(remember, even when I was little I used to say, robust and certainly the time I do not soaring). Can you imagine a crazy 11 year old teenager who unleashes sudatticcia in your living room with Queen songs? They are creepy moments sometimes when I suddenly come to mind, like when I'm driving to the store or the 14th. It 's hard to explain what the songs could tell I did not know anything, but I could not stand still, it was my first approach to music, the vera, quello che sentivo era decisamente diverso dalle canzoni di Heather Parisi e Lorella Cuccarini
( dai, cavoli ancora andavano di moda nel '92 ). Riguardare quelle immagini adesso, il Live Aid dell' 85, il Magic Tour dell' 86 mi fanno scendere la lacrimuccia, si lo so sono una sentimentalona, è che mi lascio catturare dalla sua energia, forza, voce, mi attrae in un vortice, mi commuove quell'uomo con quei dentoni, e pensare che ogni volta che canto Bohemian Rapsody perché voglio rendergli omaggio e mi ci metto tutta d'impegno anche accompagnata dal pianoforte si rivolta nella tomba per quanto stecco.
Ho capito che oramai le ispirazioni mi vengono solo a quest'ora, il sonno e la malinconia mi aiutano a focalizzare i miei pensieri e sentimenti. Parlavo con D. e così dal nulla se n'è uscito lui il mito, l'ineguagliabile, colui che mi riporta alla mente dei ricordi toccanti, intensi, vivi, energia, grinta e lacrime tutto insieme. Sarà che quando arriva la primavera e le prime temperature calde io ne risento, ma stasera ho provato tutte di seguito una svariata gamma di emozioni ascoltando la sua musica, l'ascolto sempre ma stasera mi è entrata dentro di più. Mi ricordo quando mio padre portò a casa quel cd e io scettica già pensavo: eccolo che si presenta con l'ennesimo gruppo sconosciuto che non se the line no one ... Ah but ... These fun here, that almost makes me want to dance. And so I did a lot of Sunday afternoons with my tights and burgundy hair Fantaghirò: shudder
(remember, even when I was little I used to say, robust and certainly the time I do not soaring). Can you imagine a crazy 11 year old teenager who unleashes sudatticcia in your living room with Queen songs? They are creepy moments sometimes when I suddenly come to mind, like when I'm driving to the store or the 14th. It 's hard to explain what the songs could tell I did not know anything, but I could not stand still, it was my first approach to music, the vera, quello che sentivo era decisamente diverso dalle canzoni di Heather Parisi e Lorella Cuccarini
( dai, cavoli ancora andavano di moda nel '92 ). Riguardare quelle immagini adesso, il Live Aid dell' 85, il Magic Tour dell' 86 mi fanno scendere la lacrimuccia, si lo so sono una sentimentalona, è che mi lascio catturare dalla sua energia, forza, voce, mi attrae in un vortice, mi commuove quell'uomo con quei dentoni, e pensare che ogni volta che canto Bohemian Rapsody perché voglio rendergli omaggio e mi ci metto tutta d'impegno anche accompagnata dal pianoforte si rivolta nella tomba per quanto stecco.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Glock 21 Sf Guide Rod Laser
Eppie BERDEI TU IU ...
Oggi 17 April is the birthday of my P. adored ... and almost 9 between the hours of the examination of Geotechnics, but I say you can be a loser? Oh well that someone who was born on Friday, what else do you want to wait 17 ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY
JEIMZ Virdis HIGH PRIEST OF EVIL ... pss ... Satan goes to ... WHO ARE YOU MORE!
Oggi 17 April is the birthday of my P. adored ... and almost 9 between the hours of the examination of Geotechnics, but I say you can be a loser? Oh well that someone who was born on Friday, what else do you want to wait 17 ... HAPPY BIRTHDAY
JEIMZ Virdis HIGH PRIEST OF EVIL ... pss ... Satan goes to ... WHO ARE YOU MORE!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Bangalore Airtel Landline Directory
I am inexorably aging
I just got back from dance and I can hardly drag their fingers over the keyboard, which is fast but I would write my own endings do not respond to impulses. Oh that weak. Yet I do not smoke much, and I no longer have the ballast of 12kg that tosses right and left, but what is this weak? The time? Too close to lunch? Actually between a tour and a fall to the ground I thought "here is that vomiting lunch from the dried beef with rocket parmesan. However the good news is that I understand where are the breaks of the music, that is where I can breathe well for those 15 hundredths of a second, so now you just make them and return air and that's it ... help.
I'm going to eat a banana yogurt, maybe I recover. (Do not accept dirty jokes make us something else with the type of banana)
I just got back from dance and I can hardly drag their fingers over the keyboard, which is fast but I would write my own endings do not respond to impulses. Oh that weak. Yet I do not smoke much, and I no longer have the ballast of 12kg that tosses right and left, but what is this weak? The time? Too close to lunch? Actually between a tour and a fall to the ground I thought "here is that vomiting lunch from the dried beef with rocket parmesan. However the good news is that I understand where are the breaks of the music, that is where I can breathe well for those 15 hundredths of a second, so now you just make them and return air and that's it ... help.
I'm going to eat a banana yogurt, maybe I recover. (Do not accept dirty jokes make us something else with the type of banana)
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