Monday, December 1, 2008

Red Hiking Boot Laces

one of those entries spelling lo Gasy

Mother: Dany, zafar goes with S or Z? Dany
: with Z.
Mother: Oh ... and what is verb? Dany
...

Sometimes I really think I'm the proof that children living do come from a cabbage ...

And changing the subject, today I had my first final of the second semester (second if you count the end of Italian) and I got September 1
!^_______^
And I found out my cute, and had lunch .. . at 4 in the tardexD

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Canon Powershot A610 Webcam

Pollerudo

"Why men do not use long skirts?
I do not know, would you like?
"Yes, it would be good ... well not wear underwear ...
"But cute, look if there is wind!
"And good, bad milk!
-you realize that you're not normal?!
"Yes, I know ...
-...
"I imagine the wind Gasti Bariloche?? XDxDxD

(Now my beautiful is the sheet set as a long skirt: P)

Sunday, April 16, 2006

I Still Dream Of Jeannie

Late return

Step over a month since my last "visit", but read the thoughts of others did not write any, might be for lack of need, perhaps for vagrancy, or resistance, or much else that the truth or even I could name. At issue is that I got bored of me and others or just from inactivity. I'm talking / thinking / writing way too and say nothing.

Well, despite having said more than once and have not met, this time I will be more public and less private with some of the words that exist in me, who knows if I can change the world from another with that. Maybe not, is most likely, but I have a lot to say and if I want to strongly improve life on this earth with what I have time this is a good way to start. I

poems for the next, tomorrow if I can almost certainly on Tuesday. But meanwhile a real text as few, of an author who skillfully managed to capture human nature.

Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse
I, Steppenwolf, jog and trot, snow
covers the world,
the raven flaps from the birch, but a hare
never, never a deer.
I so love the deer!
Ah, if found anything!
What they would round between my teeth and my legs,
that's the most beautiful thing I suppose. For the affective
have a good heart,
swallow up the substance of the tender hams,
drink my fill of blood red,
and then howl all night, alone.
to settle me a hare.
The taste of her warm flesh is so sweet at night.
Does everything, everything that can brighten a pinch
life is far from me?
's hair and my tail is dark gray, I can hardly
see with some clarity,
and for years my partner died.
Now I jog and sleep with deer,
jog and dream of rabbits,
hear the wind blow in winter nights, snow
calm my burning throat,
took the devil to my poor soul.


Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Pregnant Bulma Dragonball

Singing In the Rain! Goals

The day is gray and I love it, not so hot or cold, really accurate. I was typing and I'm very happy about as it has been sketching. The poem is to commemorate the 30 anniversary of the last military coup and the missing.

Beyond the return of my writing, I started with the faculty. I'm back on the fourth floor, which is an amazing pain. Course materials for the moment seem to be sooo good, I have practice in the Borda (Htal. Psychiatric) and begin to outline the argument on Thursday. This year has been very full of things, but I'm so happy that it does not matter too much.

I decided to spend the rest of the dollars I brought with me Yanquiland to buy a number of techniques which I have sooooo you win. The TRO (test objetajes relations) and the Rorschach. In a lot of money, but from my perspective very worthwhile.

Anytime I have to go visit K came to his house a while ago and I'm going to invade with the girls. So here better organized with the library for my things and I turn to get me x-rays.

I will get equipment! (I'll be so very nerd!)