Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Breasts Nipples Bigger Pregnancy
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- http://www.lettertogod.net
- http://www.writetogod.net
Estos son los dos más cutres, el mejor sin duda es:
- http://www.writingtogod.com
Si escribes un mensaje a Dios, ellos se lo acercan. El tercero cuesta 3 euros (o dólares, no recuerdo).
Monday, March 19, 2007
How Long To Cook A Pit Ham
Ésta es la vaca Paca:
¿Alguien se acuerda de la vaca Paca? (De Gloria fuertes, para who going wrong from memory.) Have you heard of dueling satirical poems and Don Francisco de Quevedo?. I do. Yesterday I went to the faculty and professor of writing I got a 7 (easy to say hear) in a practice that almost no one passed. Clouded stayed and began to question what life would be a little more than poetry. I remembered two of my references (both above) and I got something to share: My ODE TO FRIENDSHIP. Here goes:
Friendship is like a bull. I do not know why, but I think I choke yours.
How beautiful is love, especially in spring (this verse is always good). Ea, I pluck:
were my friend, but you care a fig:
If I call you crying, I say you are cause surface, laughing
If you call, you tell me the you're viewing.
If I tell you I speak, I say you're going to peel,
and when I say that I invite you to a beer,
then I say you're lazy.
Oh friend, how nice is to have you.
How beautiful it is to talk, knowing that you're not going to listen. What
rewarding, if I tell you something of mine and call me pedantic. Oh
sad friend, I regret that you behave well with me.
After enduring so many of your stupid problems
if I tell you one of mine tell me that you burn.
How cool me when I say that I lose my ball
but I do not care, I had to leave the deranged not to eat a donut.
you mind calling you selfish, and it is because you know you're obsessed with being a journalist.
The decline your scholarship to Siena left you made a real shame, and now downloads
me, I only needed a friend.
I think you're frustrated and you've paid me.
A is bad??
P1. Needless to say, this composition is a IRONY . I can write better-for best understood is the same, but without using "cause surface": P.
P.2. All those who in the past 24 HOURS have told me I'M MAD AS ME HA IDO HEAD THAT HAVE NO COMMON SENSE, I AM EGOCENTRIC AND BELIEVE ME A COPY EUROPEAN (in that order, in addition ) must not, under any circumstances , Daros REFERRED BY . Only if you are the author of such nonsense person must assume-and rightly-that goes for you (come on, that goes for you majete). You feel honored by my ode and, please do so only way of answering verse (but not in this blog, as I am European Nazi or copy, which for that matter, I have enabled manage comments and I will not accept any crap that sound very journalistic ... You know, I join the boycott Telemadrid ).
THE REST OF THE PEOPLE (that is, all but one) not utter such nonsense MI AUGUSTA ON EUROPEAN AND PERSON honestly say I'm happy. THANK YOU SO WELL THAT I HAVE RECEIVED MY RETURN TO MADRID, Majós SO THAT YOU ARE AND WE SPENT THE LAUGHS. BY THE SPIRITS, THE MARIJUANA PLANTS, CUTRE GROUP PROJECTS, THE CROWN IN THE OConnors, reunions AT THE SCHOOL, THE CONFESSIONS ON ARGENTINA AND panic Sot PLANE VISITS FUTURE AND PAST THE COQUETTE 3 / 4, ETC, ETC.
thank you especially for those simple "I'm glad to see you again" YOU LIKE ME SO MUCH TO ME AND MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD.
IF YOU ARE Cojonudos!
;)
I too am glad to see you again. Really: o)
Sunday, March 18, 2007
List Of Tech Deck Tricks
Well I do not know what happens. It's my third weekend in Madrid and I feel weird. But rarely, rarely. And all because it gives me the same work. I mean, have a good curro is important, of course. Peel and win and not be poor fellow. So far all agree. But I find it a little distressing to have returned and most of the people around me defines me and defined by work (thankfully not all). When I left (and only six months ago) I was studying a degree, make no mistake, a stupid degree that neither requires nor merits for completion makes you the coolest person on earth by the fact that you are at the end of "journalist" -. Now I'm back, and most of people in this environment only habla de trabajo. Son periodistas. Y están jodidos por el sueldo; y trabajan en ambientes competitivos, o en ambientes de buenrollitoquetecagas, o con grandes profesionales de los que aprenden mogóllón; y ganan más que el año pasado; y tienen un buen horario o un horario pésimo; o les dan días libres; o no se los dan... y buscan sin parar; y encuentran; y el mayor cambio de sus vidas es que les han renovado el contrato; y fíjate cómo molo, que yo soy periodista.
Yo no me he licenciado, volví al curro del año pasado -nada especial ni extremadamente periodístico, pero en el que me pagan medio bien y me tratan genial-, toco la guitarra por la tarde y escribo en my house. And staying with friends. And drink beer. And I laugh. And I have plans (personal plans) I hope to meet. You know ... nonsense: dreams, ideas and projects. For that, nonsense. And me not being combed elite cool / workaholica not stop talking about work, work, work and more work. I am a bratty child, but that does not bother me. I like my life. I love my life. Although not a journalist, which, moreover, there will be time.