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,
