Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Space Heater Side Effect

Half of the answer

might be going bulimic. May be becoming addicted to caffeine, even though I've never liked coffee. May simply be acting out, and analyze my total lack of glamor.

day I've been working since February 6, and my only income so far has been in kind. Coffee and two strips of heat for putting up posters. I have plenty of time, but I intend to list the series of events that come together tomorrow for a while silently laughing.

book at work tomorrow because of a schedule change that I've self-imposed criminal and that I overlaps with classes in college. Today I could not introduce an English test. Tomorrow

had stayed with some friends in the early hours to prepare an exhibition, but at 23:30 I had to write short messages of apology desperate because I can not go. I have time with the radiologist for possibly the tenth plate that I made in the last twelve months. I have to prepare some slides that I begin to doubt whether I bought one day or a dream.

Tomorrow I have the review of my final set.

Tomorrow is the patron of my ability and I will stay to eat there.

Tomorrow afternoon my course begins with JM Ken Niimura manga, and I'm hysterical. I have to try not to forget to bring a comic and a magazine for cut. Hesitate t all day wear. Tomorrow

eat much, do little exercise and I feel guilty, you will lose a lot of time daydreaming and not dare to make a thousand small gestures.

Tomorrow will be a year older.

At least I found the slides, restoring some confidence in the functioning of my mind.

Friday, March 17, 2006

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As I write this say it is celebrating a historic event: the youth of this country competes at state level to see who are more sheep and irresponsible. If in France the kids the institutes burning cars to offset the ennui, Here all we get to "live the moment" on the basis of losing touch with reality. Happiness = Avoidance. And then I am pessimistic.

The campus was disgusting, full of plastic bags. Although I must also say that I dedicate myself to making the world a dirtier filling the outside doors of glossy papers. Today they pulled five or six and not picked up. Although, it is to say, well I broke my ring. It took me a euro at a flea market organized by the opus, but had enough symbolic value. And it was unable to get my finger on a lot of soap and cold water that would use me amused.

Lately I think I could break a laugh hysterically if I pose my attention more than a few seconds about something. Still have not been paid in February, and have dismissed my Ecuadorian colleague by telephone. It is a complicated issue, my job. Is a little funny, too. Back to drop bombs on Baghdad.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

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termination acetic acid and celluloid

was writing my assignments for some students from Barnard College in New York (for stuff and I love this race) which had the theme the film, and I started to remember my aunt sitting on the couch in my house grandparents, offering unbranded onions and potatoes, which were like pringles now without powder dyes, flavors and aspartame. I sat at his feet and saw day film, it always came from Salamanca recorded when at parties or at the end of exams.

As I got older she got the card and took me with her to wash the bolly, the old renault he had inherited from my great-aunt. The name came from the state of the body: He had a pair of asymmetrical white doors full of personality. In the wash tunnel commented recent movies we had seen, and I remember once I took the public pool in the Palomera and lying on the grass I put one of his walkman headphones. We spent the rest of the afternoon sunbathing and listening to the dialogue of Pulp Fiction.

This fueled my passion for movies, listen to the cinema programs be the early hours of Saturday, to spend the night on the first Sunday of March without sleep because they were the oscars and it was fun to go to school with dark circles to toe.

I started to think and remember and wandering, are the same thing, and enjoy how our minds over time we prepared this warm shelters. Rescuing details that we ignore them, as unexpected as it shows us a delicious lemon sponge cake. Just as winning photographs ever worn a silent but eloquent voice, we know what happens to the wine. I never get tired of defending the smell of the books pages beige, second-hand bookshops as Collegiate, near San Isidoro. And curiously, when he spends so much time and nothing remains, for better and for worse, something that moves me particularly. Do not know if have something to do with I have always preferred the wine vinegar.

Monday, March 6, 2006

Removal Of Urethral Cyst

Somewhere, Not in a grocery store, a day Begins

Today I received a driver's license, which includes a smiling picture that theoretically with me for ten years. Intended to use a picture of Dave McKean to illustrate, but I changed my mind. And I have nothing of their own to illustrate. Auch. I hardly drawing. I'm supposed to self, but I've never really exercised teacher myself, so I guess I'm something of a cartoonist autogenous. I say this because I have seriously planned to learn to draw.

A week ago I cut my hair and I like how it looks. I've been thinking along the street in Pygmalion. Create with your own hands a beauty that is part of you, who complete the miracle ... and possession. That desire to be loved, which is different from love. There is somewhat incestuous? Flesh of your flesh, daughter and lover. Own. There are no barriers between creator and his work because they are the same ...

you noticed in Iggy Pop in a video of the 70? I love how it moves like a puppet controlled by a tired arm. It's incredible. If anyone is like me and love to waste time on nonsense, I recommend the video for Tori Amos Winter, and the Dresden Dolls interview in which Brian says "Somewhere" so charming.

And to this the company I work for a month seems to have the days counted.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Free Nautical Iron On Transfers

The grammar of Port Royal

On my shelf I have a corpse in hydrogen peroxide, in a mayonnaise jar, and my house smells like something that has burned my father. No head off my bare feet dangling from a building with no facade.

broken pipes drip.

And say there is no strata. But there are people who have the skin of the hands so rough you could polish diamonds with them. Rough for cutting and cold, while others charge to investigate the use of new technologies in language teaching. For example. A euphemism for a class full of postadolescents saying "what" via IM. Do not even talk about actions. Takeover and company cars. All obvious, right?

And you can still see through the prism Christian. Study, which is a living hell waiting for you, or something. Though my uncle, who is a lovely mix between Christopher Lee and Loquillo knob can not lead because it could lead to a vulture that will tie him to take over. Hyenas. In my company has not paid them the monthly January. Luckily I think my guy is more handsome without a knob.

But bah, the final choices are made out of sheer inertia, a Hari Seldon could be right. At the end of the day depends on where you fall. And how, because we must not forget the mules. Violinists and surgeons. We are blank pages, but in a different format. Sometimes I feel a calling card.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

What To Say On A Card From Godparents

10/11/1912

P a fortnight ago had told me that I really wanted to go to Madrid would only concert in Spain, a group of Prog / Metal listening a lot lately. It was not in my plans, I actually had the idea of even going to see Bauhaus, but at that moment I accepted y. .. so was our weekend


Stream of Passion, the project of Ajren Lucassen, best known for the Ayreon rock opera



Marcela Bovio. A great voice, presence and elegance.






Lori Linsruth, guitar, joined the band through the Ayreon Yahoo Group.
It was a charm when nervous, I went to get an autograph.












Damian Wilson, playing in the streets after the concert.
The charisma of this man is greater than the pollution that covers Madrid



The beautiful penthouse my uncles in the center. Unfortunately
, will move there in a week




My cousin, by reading



And coming back was the day of a certain someone.
for me ... maybe I find that I have scattered too

Friday, February 3, 2006

Monster Energy Scooter Wheels

Oikopleura dioica

larvaceans are small tunicates that feed mucosa building a cabin that makes the water filter Vees. When filters become clogged, which can occur in a few hours if there is abundant food, larvaceans leave the compartment and will construct another. This operation takes only a few minutes. Diving between groups of these animals, which can reach the size of a walnut, is like typing in a snowstorm. An underwater snowstorm.

(c) David Wrobel


I got a part-time job.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

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Ichi gatsu

just the month and I am able to implement certain things.
Roman Dirge did not know you had worked as a magician. Norma Lenore
edited, translated "Raggamuffin" for "urchin".

I hope not to write kicking. The curtain has sentimental pathos,
is when walking, dancing on the sidewalks and savoir faire. When is Carnival?
A kiss

Saturday, January 21, 2006

How To Now If U Have Crabs

Angst, an spiderweb's Abrazame

He says without realizing it.
- So, what are you doing?
He just jumped, as always. You are now in guilt phase. Say it's stupid, sort of. See? It already has. Suppose he is young. That is, to say the least. To mature.
- do not know.
And it's true. Did you imagine? I do not really know. From his guilt does not know, ie do not really know what to choose. But hey, on the other hand, has always been said that the worst of these young people is they know not what they want. Have you ever been told? Anyway. From his expression, it seems that yes. Is guilty, guilty of not knowing. Sorry, corrected, not daring to stick blindly. It really is that, although not what would we mean by the phrase earlier. That of the young.

So is (guilty, friend) of giving too many lines in his drawings, smudge. I'll say it another way: change the "stroke" with "word." See?

- Amateur ...
No, your mind at ease, that I think to close my eyes. Too many films. The mental image overlaps with the dilemma ... "As I supposed to do less harm?" Present or absence an absent presence. Better be alone than to be a bad company? Please. Elect, and in five minutes, you will choose.
- Supposed with you?
- Do not want to hear.
- I do.
- I was wrong.
Bad, bad, bad. Amateur. Choose your clothing, the distance from step to take, that will be sorry then. Okay, we have the footage to fit the scene, the car stopped and the tension just run by a string section, but far from the truth, no one knows who served both book and film. Where left "for the car, please" and "thank you" at the end?


are reminded too late that we have no fades to black. When someone smiles, you forget. So it seems we have to score. Still, it's fascinating how it changes the tone of the guilty to be found out. But let's face it, few things cause more terror than the scripts. Maybe that's why it's fascinating to see them break: full blame couples, teenagers screaming, kicking children. Have you ever broken a toy you?

Sunday, January 15, 2006

My Dog Is Getting Weaker Since His Rabies Shot

approach

I should have realized when he said he liked the music of Holy Week.

Nieva. On cobblestones, everything is pure.

An old railroad crossing,
a lifetime without mat, clutching
nerves and hand spun,
that soft feel pain with
forgotten for what it is all too common.
A new blot on the skin.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Essential Oils Concussion

Today on cobblestones removed Christmas lights

A dummy with a pale pink serpent around his neck feathers look to the road from the window of a china shop. The yellow lines make that corner look like a pair of boots Dr. Martens.

timid gaze of a guy with a beard is crossed with mine. Carries a bouquet of roses.

Friday, January 6, 2006

Sudden Onset Dementia

immaturity and wet

Jade Puget update your blog more often than I: Shy Boys Win .

Day 4 I got soaked, I had to break some glass in his sleep. The spots reached the wall.

and blood, again, came to river.