as fuck when you get an attack of hunger, going to the kitchen with a smile in the face waiting to meet with a paradise of delicacies and everything is nice and colorful, but you cross the door of the kitchen remember that your fridge is empty and everything is gray and ugly. You stand in front of the fridge 10 minutes watching carefully and hoping that magically the vegetables, the fruit of Actimel and mayonnaise combine to form a cheese sandwich greasy bacon and sausage. Arduous nature comes that moment where you've already eaten all the bread bimbo a capella, but your stomach wants more and more substance. You start to ask yourself the pan out at 6 pm to make a beef steak. But tea contains. In your automatic multiple visits to the kitchen (keep going even though you know nothing) babies to muzzle the juice carton to avoid having to admit that you got up your leverage in vain. You think, "Wow, look what you bacon, if you get bored up attic wing to give the bike or study!" But logically this idea will seem much less useful. You know that 5 hours before the test or when you look in the mirror and see your pleats will regret that decision, but decide to return to the kitchen can not help but approach her again imagining an Eden of calories until you remember that surprise OH ! Remains empty. Your refrigerator is starting to get angry as you are about to take an apple ... Noooooo do not do it! Do not you know that's not fattening? So is the forbidden fruit! Was so frowned upon in paradise for a place q is eating low-calorie things do not deserve to call paradise! Ponder for a moment about the mysterious value of the fruit, vegetables and legumes. If science would have found a utility would not have to get rid of them comiendonoslas. These thoughts keep you distracted for a while, but then your blood flow is redirected from your brain to your stomach and come back to hear the incessant roar. I despair. Cry. Well no, but almost. Investigating new locations. The cabinet of the oil? but if there there just oil rice vinegar salt and ketchup ... mmm ... ketchup Well, you're falling ever lower. Ketchup a capella. You could aber happened before bimbo bread to eat, so at least they had accompanied each other.
do I want to have an interesting life if I can elaborate both bullshit like this?
Now if I go to Studio.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
One Man Sand Rail Plans
without valerian
Sunday, February 5, 2006
Center Console Boat In Ontario
jariyajander @ 2006-02-05T16: 11:00
has been a noteworthy weekend ....
FRIDAY: My friend from childhood, q ace he returned a few months after confessing that disappeared 4 years out of the closet abia, aora we jump with the bombshell that was to become drac, acts of gambling dens and called Vanessa ... NOT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING! We gave the evening pretending orgasm Chinese (?) In the middle of the street, and I want to set off the ass but not a moment yega that ... poof ...
Then I lived a unique experience, helping to "Vanessa" to buy clothes for their shows, there's the guy trying on dresses slut in the middle of the testers and everyone watching and Descojonado ... and when he was helping the cremayera get a dress for my childhood friend with everyone around us deswebaos, I entered these deep thoughts about life like "Who would have thought that I would I star in this situation. " It was quite traumatic
that, but not satisfied with that, I come home and find my mother depressed because men are bad and do not want it, and eventually forced him out for a while with her friends ai. Very sad, the daughter at home y la madre de fiesta.
SABADO: Nada mas despertarme mi madre me dice: "ayer ligue." Se me puso una cara! No me lo creía ni yo, y en ese momento mi patetica existencia se hizo más patética aun: mi madre con 45 años yendose por ai y encima triunfando, y su hija en la flor de la vida metidita en casa como una triste y a dos velorrios. Por que? Misterios de la vida. Pero después ya si q salí yo, pa celebrar el cumple de mi primindola yara (felicidades ota vez prima!). El plan era beber en un parque con sus amigos, que en un principio la idea tenía lagunas porque acia un frío del copón, pero ahi q aguantamos como unos campeones y encima me salió completamente gratis porque lo pagaba un amigo militronchi my cousin! Then in the park militronchis met two more, but these Seville, and stuck all night with us and continue to invite / drunk. At the end of the night we were 3 aunts and two uncles (miscalculation) but the only one who was hungry ayi was a friend of my cousin, q came away with the champion, so na was a relatively quiet night in that aspect. Yes, because eventually the police profiling them all for being cooked in the portal to my cousin at 2 arming
xDD Well, miraculously, the night ended and I did not ostiao nce me abia dao the blancazo me, so it was almost night -perfect! I do not spend a penny, a dot Piye handsome, met Andalus I ended up not in the cab of the red cross ... q faltao ubiera only the Andalusians were 3 and handsome! but that was already asking demasiao. Also I refuse to have anything to celebrate Valentine, which is approaching the day that would take a bazooka and begin to exterminate. Lovebirds happy, do not feel offended that I'm only a single resentful.
DOMINGO (nausea oy): Although luck was on my side, that did not mean that I would get rid of the hangover ... no no no, it is law. I take the bus to go to my house this morning and found my ex-professor of drawing techniques, known as "Lips" for its peculiar taste to silicone and stretch the mask (originalis youth and their nicknames). I quietly sitting, I feel someone lao, I tend to watch .... "Ooooombre coincideeeencia jaaaara than happy!" 0_0 'god .... I have no escape! let me out! under me-up if necessary! But that has not gone beyond a vague thought emos echo frustrated and a hint to keep a conversation flowing. But logically we have not come, because we were still more false than flekiyo the Dionysian. Thank God that the Virgin appeared to me at my stop reincarnated Saltao e: u stop me step bye .. - A for nothing jara, weno, I'm glad to see eh? And I thought: Do not lie .... no .... not happy we hated each other from q we know ... Anyway, I think that kilometers ma shout I wanted to leave ayi, but has not said anything because I do not think qa entusiasmao eya much either nurse him the match.
Well, now I will end this beautiful weekend putting me to Studio
U_U PD: In two days, my antivirus expired and I am too lazy to find a new one, so who knows how many years till my next visitiya pass.
has been a noteworthy weekend ....
FRIDAY: My friend from childhood, q ace he returned a few months after confessing that disappeared 4 years out of the closet abia, aora we jump with the bombshell that was to become drac, acts of gambling dens and called Vanessa ... NOT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING! We gave the evening pretending orgasm Chinese (?) In the middle of the street, and I want to set off the ass but not a moment yega that ... poof ...
Then I lived a unique experience, helping to "Vanessa" to buy clothes for their shows, there's the guy trying on dresses slut in the middle of the testers and everyone watching and Descojonado ... and when he was helping the cremayera get a dress for my childhood friend with everyone around us deswebaos, I entered these deep thoughts about life like "Who would have thought that I would I star in this situation. " It was quite traumatic
that, but not satisfied with that, I come home and find my mother depressed because men are bad and do not want it, and eventually forced him out for a while with her friends ai. Very sad, the daughter at home y la madre de fiesta.
SABADO: Nada mas despertarme mi madre me dice: "ayer ligue." Se me puso una cara! No me lo creía ni yo, y en ese momento mi patetica existencia se hizo más patética aun: mi madre con 45 años yendose por ai y encima triunfando, y su hija en la flor de la vida metidita en casa como una triste y a dos velorrios. Por que? Misterios de la vida. Pero después ya si q salí yo, pa celebrar el cumple de mi primindola yara (felicidades ota vez prima!). El plan era beber en un parque con sus amigos, que en un principio la idea tenía lagunas porque acia un frío del copón, pero ahi q aguantamos como unos campeones y encima me salió completamente gratis porque lo pagaba un amigo militronchi my cousin! Then in the park militronchis met two more, but these Seville, and stuck all night with us and continue to invite / drunk. At the end of the night we were 3 aunts and two uncles (miscalculation) but the only one who was hungry ayi was a friend of my cousin, q came away with the champion, so na was a relatively quiet night in that aspect. Yes, because eventually the police profiling them all for being cooked in the portal to my cousin at 2 arming
xDD Well, miraculously, the night ended and I did not ostiao nce me abia dao the blancazo me, so it was almost night -perfect! I do not spend a penny, a dot Piye handsome, met Andalus I ended up not in the cab of the red cross ... q faltao ubiera only the Andalusians were 3 and handsome! but that was already asking demasiao. Also I refuse to have anything to celebrate Valentine, which is approaching the day that would take a bazooka and begin to exterminate. Lovebirds happy, do not feel offended that I'm only a single resentful.
DOMINGO (nausea oy): Although luck was on my side, that did not mean that I would get rid of the hangover ... no no no, it is law. I take the bus to go to my house this morning and found my ex-professor of drawing techniques, known as "Lips" for its peculiar taste to silicone and stretch the mask (originalis youth and their nicknames). I quietly sitting, I feel someone lao, I tend to watch .... "Ooooombre coincideeeencia jaaaara than happy!" 0_0 'god .... I have no escape! let me out! under me-up if necessary! But that has not gone beyond a vague thought emos echo frustrated and a hint to keep a conversation flowing. But logically we have not come, because we were still more false than flekiyo the Dionysian. Thank God that the Virgin appeared to me at my stop reincarnated Saltao e: u stop me step bye .. - A for nothing jara, weno, I'm glad to see eh? And I thought: Do not lie .... no .... not happy we hated each other from q we know ... Anyway, I think that kilometers ma shout I wanted to leave ayi, but has not said anything because I do not think qa entusiasmao eya much either nurse him the match.
Well, now I will end this beautiful weekend putting me to Studio
U_U PD: In two days, my antivirus expired and I am too lazy to find a new one, so who knows how many years till my next visitiya pass.
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