Friday, October 12, 2007

What's Wears A Kidney Stone Or Laborer Returning ... "Coming?

A great deal, too! Too

do not write something here, and should in no circumstances do. Tarde, conditioned by events, and not too clear because of the time and be caused by jogging Friday and holiday. however, and I think that yes I can boast, or at least they can not catch me on the contrary, I am from the outside, and try to get inside, honest and consistent. Today the world, as might be often, but usually I'm not as deep or as analytical, I was disappointed.

not all. Some still there and I'm surprised some of his good will, but some other "world" or part thereof, is superficial, complacent, eager, ask whatdoes not, offer what does not ... exhibits what does not. That hurts, it hurts when I have expectations when I am deceived.

Hopefully better next time you write. This time around have been half-measures and half silly. I something in me, and I get something from anyone. When I used when someone physically. And Contrary to what I thought, emotionally and empathically not. I'm a dreamer, not a fool, but because I let delude. There are no women as before, which they perceived, and pursued further and can detect sensitivity. Now there is only stabilities hunters, hunting-rolls and (strong) game hunting powders or penises. Sorry

muchísmo. Much. & Nb

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Bow And Arrow Balloon Game Old Game Updating after just a year.

new updates, after just a year. 365 days. My birthday.

But it has gone as well JUST a year, has been a fair year, we, that has spread JUSTICE for this you write and you write?

New developments in my life summarized in a draft that I add as an appendix (going to say a hemorrhoid, but I want to pass myself off as fine as my new age). You know the drill, that's a pride. friends, girlfriend, home, work, my "roll", ie games, movies, Heavy Metal ...

And as always, to dedicate my words to someone, a friend of truth that they have been earned.

This year I have divided the little heart, I'm of two, David and Michael,worse, or simply no longer could.

With a well-deserved smile on my part and a llenazo of contentment in my heart, this year two for one, but not like in Carrefour, but simply as I can not choose, do not, both deserve it and both there you have it.

And why not? "Next year is dedicated to both and thus also give you the same thing at all, a full year of my life as a tribute, which split into bi-annual.


Not into banality ...


never be banal. Maybe, Bacchanalia.


And the five ten I stop typing, having done what he had to do, and thinking about tomorrow, a partyyears said that "the absence of media, plenty of ideas." I hold. It will always be much more self-sufficient and imaginative a kid with a toy, with a computer. And now maybe I spend too much, I have too much to do, and too much already ...

me explain.

I have work, I have a girlfriend, recently inaugurated a home relatively easy to maintain. I had enough money for my needs and few quirks, a car, but ugly, mine, and capable of being supplied with gasoline, a pleasant musical grupete local success ...

But perhaps what I feed myself, and also "makes me" is the uncertainty, the excitement of what I have to Curran, and imagine, that inspires me,