Tuesday, October 4, 2005

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Well, you know how it is. Poray then return.
Anyway, it was a pleasure (?) Enjoy this time (emmhh..) And thank you very much everyone for stopping by.
I am a happy Sunday.
Tararaaaaan sooo sooo tannananaaaaaaaan

Well .-

Monday, September 19, 2005

Meningitis Stiff Neck How Stiff

fathom emergency, dissimulation and routines


But the perpetuity of being, what topic.
I am seriously considering the matter of taking me in solfa ALL.


"Study" in a bar in Paraná and Paraguay. Bird, is called the bar.
(Do not go.) (It's expensive.) (Y the man who attends is bad and does not Parker albums.)
(Also, there should be a private university nearby.) (to be filled with rich kids.) (Tontos.)
And I wonder: Is
humor the only way out?

.
.
.


Just in case I left the bar and I came to write this post. Lest
thing.

Tuesday, September 6, 2005

Have Place Card Wording

EntreCopas

could write a thousand verses tonight.
still no wine.
Yesterday's Wine, the wine last night, always

Wine (wine would also like to caress)

could
do as I like poetry, and all the poems I read I liked and I enjoyed it, and so on. Could do even as they created them. Could do as I'm not what I've always been. Could finally believe in essences. As if someone had a dirty shelf where all the essences and not leave it free from dust.
The other day I saw a documentary on French vineyards. It was actually on champagne. I do not know how to call champagne cellars. But hey. The thing is that every day a guy gets to spin the bottles around 30 ° so do not park. The French said, and not lose its essence.
The obvious question, at least that the universe compels me to make me almost daily the past few days is whether there is such thing as the essence of people. Is there such a thing as the essence of humans?

She repeats "is my essence" is its essence ", she repeated" that's not your essence "he is making him not true to your essence." True, what a great word. ***



After two years without touching a drop of alcohol in the absence of others (because there ALWAYS others) have combined the events to interrupt me lethargy ethyl ex-wife of my alcoholic uncle. Recovered. Recovering alcoholic. Never

I saw him drunk poetry (perhaps because I had too much literature, perhaps because I remember my uncle always bathed in methyl alcohol), she does not (perhaps the same).
When I told her boyfriend had told me Well, as long as you want, as long as you care; resented the tone heard in recent years. Then he asked my uncle was killed by someone who asked (or recovered), with a healthy curiosity that gives you the desire. I want, what good word two.

She asked him questions for me like you and I ask for your wife. With the arrhythmia absurd longing, the desire that anything out as is and that we all might be what you wanted to be.

Then it occurred to me who was my uncle. Who was she without him. Who was she without her memory. What would be its essence, I wondered. I imagined that once they thought they had found, they believed that would be saved. But my uncle continued to take. He left his daughter, left his wife, beat her to my aunt. Is that your essence?

understood, perhaps hastily, that as alcoholics, liars have the same recovery process. An alcoholic will not heal, it heals. A liar can not be cured, he abstains. Remembered, ending my first bottle when my mother used to scold: the mouth of the liar, he said, the truth is doubtful.

When I had no choice but to open the bottle had not lied so much I wanted all these years.
When my aunt was never wished they had not opened the bottle.

When methylated spirit remains among the clothes of my uncle, I bet you want not having been ever faithful to its essence.

want, want, and be fulfilled. Take care not to contaminate you, however you want to change ...
.... Always going someone to come move the bottle .-



Sunday, August 28, 2005

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MNT

(splat)

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Dog Stands On My Chest

Soldier flees ... Happiness



I have fear of meeting with the past
returning to face my life. I have fear

that night, filled with memories,
shackle my dream.
But the traveler who flees
sooner or later stops his walk.
And though oblivion which destroys all,
has killed my old dream,
keep hidden a humble hope,
which is the whole fortune of my heart.

(Unexpected, surprising and happily, I'm going to Tafi del Valle, and I shit in my three difficult new subject, I always shit on my family life difficult, I shit on your face stuck to the jungle ... Y I'm going)


(extrañenme, please)

Tuesday, August 9, 2005

How To Know If A Scorpio Like Syou



(is a warm gun)

Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Beginers Ice Skating For Beginners

And her ... Complaint is

This kind of thing make me seriously reconsider whether it is good to have a free press.
(...)


"With freedom, as with the privileges, happens to succeed together or danger and can not be expected or injure one without feeling in any damage or benefit "
José Martí

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

When 99 Dollar David Bridal Normally?

Prostitute

Natasha, to love is to Suffer. To Avoid Suffering, One must not love. But, Then Not one suffers from loving. Therefore, it is to love to Suffer, Not to love is to Suffer, To Suffer is to Suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy, Then, Is To Suffer, But Suffering Makes one unhappy, THEREFORE, to Be Unhappy One must love, or love to Suffer, Suffer or from too much happiness, I hope you're getting this down

Friday, July 15, 2005

More Frequent Periods After 40

Wisdom Character


The story is understood from the result

It makes good
much as bad
makes you hate,
much as love.
and more ....

Change your time, love
flag in color and
change sex, God
And so many other things
But yes, nothing will change
And
sensual abandonment will
And so

Friday, July 8, 2005

Plan B At Walmart Minnesota

you always see I still offer my compliments



We embracing the anguish of an omen
night from a road with no exits.
Pale remains of a shipwreck
tossed to the love of life.
We pushed a desolate wind,
shadows of a shadow that turned the past.
We hope that does not come, that's not enough,
that can not glimpse tame afternoon.
We were the traveler who does not beg,
who does not pray, do not cry, who began to die ....
(Manzi - Dames)

Thursday, July 7, 2005

Boobs Of Indain Heroins




were then 8:50 and I woke with a feeling of being overwhelmed and at 9 (...) (...) was already a eighth of the face, I think the smile (...) then (...) syntax lacked mail now (...) we'll call you can not ask more of it (...) the school computer (...) (...) a skinny chick because I know that I will do well (...) (...) am last thread and clear that you have a 4 because they do not answer (...) the slogan 're being contradictory to what you want to leave the power (...) (...) or not you're disrespecting me (...) this was not what we had agreed (. ..) if you're not able to be in solidarity with me that you are given for being supportive of others (...) I (...) I guarantee you that things happen like a locomotive because (...) at a time in my life that I was not want to talk to both at the same time (...) I went to drink mate with (...) Gabriela's grandmother course, we grew up together living (...) (...) together by that offender is fucking (...) (...) because the only one who's going to bank your mother's death (...) (...) Switch pairs she looks at the mirror and know you can not ask as much (...) but rarely have not worked in promotions of, (...) that point the other day I saw him going to the zoo with baby girl (...) (...) boring and pretentious passes he said when arguing against an idea like that idea no longer exists (...) I always remember that at your age I wanted to commit suicide (...) 3.45 seconds.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

How To Get Cheats On Gpsphone With Mac

With or Sinmigo

The only truth is the reality

needed what is strictly necessary?
Something is necessary if this does not happen without something else.
A -> B implies A then B but B can happen is that without A there.
A <----> B If only if. I like to use that term. It is an inclusive term that limits the causal world of possibilities.
The potential causes are difficult to discern. Do not know why A or B only because I know Weber would say, that correlate; concomitant variations, I would say Weber on A and B and if necessary, if only because.


He complains that her boyfriend complains. I complain that he does not complain. She complains that I'm complaining. The other complaint that I'm not complaining. And so on. It is unthinkable a world without dissatisfaction. Not that we continually moves. If we knew the direct causes of all things, where would the motivation?. If it exists beyond the failure, where would our conversations until 2 AM. If you could talk to me and stop talking to you, what would be A and B being that you and me you and me? How much is to be declared, and lying, and void?

"Being the liar is the incredulous of all, how do the deniers to believe their own lies?

positivist analysis beyond all deceit hiding the trap of empiricism.
Nothing is what we see, quite the contrary
Neither yes nor no, neither black nor white.


(Podesta were on when he told me that if we know that it is "there" no matter what corner do in the way, as we know it is there. Borges denies, denies the way, denies the dead in its wake. denies the complaint, denies the reality)

Again I stumbled upon the denial of reality. Now, the actor better than the previous simulation. Much, much better.

accept: a problem that has no solution, there is a problem now, a problem that has no subject, what is?

Tired, I reread this post and I keep reminding.
Yes to you, really. Damn, yuck.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Hacking Lego Rcx Sensor

PillinaPillina

I come home after 15 hours off, having slept 3 the day before, taking only 18 to study EVERYTHING for my part.

and read:

"Hello, how are you? I hope that very well. I tell you that you do not know me, I'm daniel and when it comes to cyber was wearing your email address in the machine and decided to write cheeky. I tell you that I am married and looking for a young lover to be my partner sexual adventures that encourage it. you dare? well I hope that answer soon if this message so we can get in touch to arrange a meeting. I send many kisses and hope your message. "

The question is to answer or not to answer.
The real question is: Did anyone think that the code would these consequences misdemeanor?

Of course, thank you very much.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Can You Convert Sdhc To Sd Type Memory

Nerditud II

Friday sticky 39 of fever, 132 from Cordoba

Let: Hi-name partner-of-studio-zero-friend, how are you?
***: Well, how are you? Let
: Here, with heat
***: Yes .. Let
: Y? How was your part of America?
***: Well, I got my September 1 Let
: Oh, terrific
***: Yes, it's still a classic in my


You see: there are worse than me. She was the day that we became fellow students told me all settled: "I make a pact with the teacher inside, I agree to read and agrees to pass on their knowledge" ( SIC)

Yes gentlemen there are still people like that. It is seen that Paulito did not become popular everything was proposed.

Saturday, June 4, 2005

Sports Uniform Party Wording

... Of a spotless mind

All history is nothing but an endless catastrophe in which we tried out best


I want but I want to but I
I have but I have
do you realize that the less one has else has one?
(without an accent: "have to")

I decided that when you move the files to my new pc I'll delete a few conversations on msn.
had previously decided to move the files to my new memory and delete a few conversations really.
My memories are silent films

That paradox: think of yourself as image and find your written word.

(Tortura. Masochism. Penance. Bonfire)

ubiquitous
History

survivor History History insolent, impudent, cheeky.


should I obey?
how fiction has this idea that represents me as a souvenir?

is not it my absolute construction? I Do not mastered the world of reality in my memory? Why do not you decide to cancel the system?

23/10/1904 [17:40:50] ***** says: do not play good
coconut, thinking that talking to someone is going to happen to the plunger



Yes, I decided: my heroes are mute. Dumb

Muros
Mundos


Uno de los extremos más necesarios y más olvidados en relación con esa novela llamada historia, es el hecho de que no está acabada.


Acabar. Qué buen verbo. Lástima que...

Thursday, June 2, 2005

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One is the Loneliest Number

Con el advenimiento de la modernidad y el inicio del perpetuo proceso de división del trabajo, la noción antropológica de “hombre” cambia en un sentido radical . Ahora ya no se pretende que el homo sapiens cumpla todas las funciones que puede cumplir, sino que se especialice. Se acabaron los genios del renacimiento. Ya basta de megalómanos pintores, matemáticos, estadistas. Aristotelianism was just applied to the extreme. Now we are focusing on one specific discipline and, being the best at it but limiting our universe to her, unable to develop socially more than one attribute, the call becomes unilinear and absolute. This is daily with the models who want to be actresses or professionals who want to be political. In all cases governed by the principle of uniqueness, as if you could narrow your world of creativity and / or skill to a single field and / or drawer and sitting all alone in it. Majul

Paenza interview (I wonder how does the pony to bring all the characters, all) and asks "what you put in Airport tab, mathematician, journalist, researcher? ". Paenza responds that says "professional" because "I do not know who I am." In a flash of insight, according to cancel the question Majul rennet, the enlightened child prodigy who entered college at age 14 pulling an existential questions in the middle of the channel to display. I do not know what he says. And in the complex juxtaposition of specialties that emphasize where we ought to find its identity, its personality, its only?.

Hours earlier, had led me to rewrite texts in this blog as being "illustrative not my personality," Rotunda denial of the request. Rotunda. They are faithful to the time, I said. Rubbish, they said, a lot of authors rewrite their books, "you're not that now. Ja!. Could have responded: I do not know what I am. But it would have been too forced, I do know that I am not Paenza


The permanent contradiction is what leads to the ongoing discussion. It is the only way to get free of antagonism. I do not know what I am. I do not know what I am.
Just a racemic mixture of sad stories? Just a confused
repetition of dogmas?
"a statement without a predicate? Prayer

polimembre am.

Uniqueness is the most impossible thing I can think
The last time you asked someone to define me in a few words said, manipulative bitch.
I'm that too.

Nobody starts counting from 5. One, as a convention exists only if it is accompanied by two. The two, and then remains in its own right before the three.
total concatenation is the only way to exist.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Palm Tree Hawaii Metal

Star Wars

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Does Veegeta Like Bulma

Independence Day Pessimism

His amnesia is under a heavy rain today and so
pooch makes a prophet cruel.
dumps his juice here and then go
the kid that he and a tuna.

a hole there a year
no recollection ... nothing ... nothing.

not act for love or glory
culéodromo cracks to remember.
there are going to smoke the best
Purete and will kill time like this ... Dizziness

that give great fuss
(manners that are bad habits.)

No memory ... nothing ... nothing.

flakes (finally!) Fleeing their skin
tears that bite the heart.
going to see who eats whom
this time the kid that he and a tuna.

Friday, May 20, 2005

White Stuff From Anus

logical

Happy people have no history
People without history are not
------------------------------
------------------------- Happy people do not exist

Sunday, May 15, 2005

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From that

An error is never wrong.


Repeat. Repeat is a verb with a wide connotation. I say this because some verbs such as "success" or "fail" have a clear connotation, while "eating" or "listen" are neutral "repeat" (among others), has several connotations that places it on the map lexicon in favorable situations or just the opposite. Repeat

school year for example, is basically wrong. Faced with these situations, educators warn that a child lacks maturity and perhaps will serve-the child-the second year to understand the magnitude of its kind and that it finally deigns to look. Repeating a course clearly indicates that the dish is rich, or that one is very hungry or both. Repeat a song in audio indicate that the song is good and one feels natural compulsion to listen several times. Repeat cost an insult to my brother his first warning. Repeating a word to write it costs a cut in editing, repeat an interview Susana Giménez costing a disqualification of Ventura.

Scrap the case, it seems that things can only be made once and are those which can not be repeated without the act being evaluated negatively. Neutral things (listening to a song, eat a meal, go to a place) can be repeated without triggering storms and even increase the positive evaluation of the event in relation to what they had in the first time.

There is also this aspect People who say no a second time is equal to the first. That when one picks up a book after 10 years is not the same book and the same with movies, as Heraclitus had said, of course, but ...

History is not just a preposterous succession of mistakes:
Wrong place wrong time

The wrong person

The Repetition intuitive
"just to see the difference? "Only to support the idealization of absence?
"just to convince you done? Merely? Done?

My grandmother often unravel the sweaters already completed when realize you have a point run. All of the pullover is again a ball of wool. The question is why not knit a scarf now?

indiscriminate dripping faucet that never closes.

... those flags at the home of the spring
to tell me there is forgetting tonight have been



good thing bad thing
The
healthy real thing
Ideally

Did mine? The absence

The impossible battle against fear
The collection of figurines resigned
The difficult, the alien.

(This is not the river of old, are all others, repeated in the new)

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

How To Tell If A Friend Is Interested

rain today called for "solidarity" La Celestina

grateful advantage of the unexpected call and has had previous post leads me to ask you because of those who have heard the chilling radio propaganda Ministry of Culture of the Nation says

"A man is walking through a square and heard screams, places where they come from the screams and see a drowning boy, instead of going to help him sit still in a park bench and lights a cigarette. "Terrible, right? Now change the scenario, instead of a bench in a square and put a chair Instead of drowning boy place a TV showing images of children dying of hunger (...) is true that the government has a high degree of social responsibility but without compromise nothing can change "

a) I also clarify whether you are sleeping 4 hrs a day, so the probability that I have hallucinated significantly increases
b) I suggest, if this wave really exists, what you believe is the purpose of the
c) I explain if you have caused a positive effect
d) specify if I did not like a tremendous blow worthy of "People looking for people "

Of course, thank you very much.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005

What's The Best Treatment For Immersion Foot



That truth is stranger than fiction is a phrase worthy of analysis in strictly nominal sense. If we consider that the" beyond "in terms of implausibility would be saying that fiction always be unlikely or fantasy and reality are not. Almighty error.
Anyway, recently I spent reading the boring tests on medievalists who assume two years moving the start of the Middle Ages lead an earthquake academic record. And, lately I spend living situations worthy of being counted in a burlesque storybook. Here is the brief story of one of them, to the delight of you, followers of EBO blog.

***

was already midnight on Friday. Friday culminated a long and included an operation on my mother and three hours of civic religion in my school assembly. I did not want more to be deposited in a corner and end forever with him Friday and he was not nor wanted to be, one Friday he dreamed a Sunday, since Saturday I waited six consecutive hours of medieval history (starting at nine am). So that Friday I was screaming at me power Sunday I went to a corner and ended with him forever, or your essence first, which was an equimolar mixture of boredom and fatigue.
But no, I had to lean back against the totem of friendship and to go with her to meet a boy. My friend, I needed to know the boy that he would be present in the rigor needed to meet any guy, then chose to ask us, his friends, who will introduce you to some, is not something that we knew we wanted guys who did not present and she will stay single forever. So her friend was going to present to the boy who had a birthday and celebrated in a corner of this city.
And there we were then, my Friday, the boy, my friend, a little nutritious hot dogs and me. I say hot dogs because that was what had to eat, although it could refer to the friends of the boy. Could, in a hypothetical level above this story, these subjects qualify hot dogs, but given the low cognitive level of my presence (absence) in this meeting, I have no basis for determining such value judgments that, in my view, will affect so that the structure of the story that would make the trial itself is diverted and, as we have several diverted in this brief event, we prefer, the central administration of the narrative and I, its coordinator, to emphasize the subject in question is ultimately, along with my friend, my Friday and I, the substrate most noble of this event.
was all ready then for my friend and her boyfriend (we can do except to use the possessive adjective merely a syntactic substitution content though, as we know, the subject was far from being the possession of someone other than at a level that overcomes potentially the case) were known to the innermost of your being or, failing that, will add to their lists of MSN, which is the form taken by the love interest in recent years: so that, far from being a sinful approach between human beings, involves intrinsically rare that we will not discuss here. But the problem was not the intention (clearly defined) by my friend met a guy, or the friend of my friend and the boy's submission to be presented. The problem was I tired. No one ended up in him and so was that the poor echoed such rudeness and stood between my friend and her boyfriend, joined of course my carnal existence, leaving the two lovebirds separated by the writing, which incidentally , regret to the bottom of the eternities not having understood that, in amatory matters, the spatial arrangement has to be coupled with time, a crucial variable to consider. So things stood
buried forever in the role of mediator of that conversation would be between the aforementioned subjects. His memory is vague but firm and I use the same to portray as accurately as possible what was one of the most pathetic scenes of my life, to the delight of any unauthorized biographies writer or yours, dear friends of the foreign , who read these lines in search of the truth revealed:


She: But it happens that the power or resources or resources Troska
The facade: how about you what you are, Troska or facade? She

: Y. .. I'd say you shot for the Trots, but neither
Him: Look, I went to the military academy
(Unconscious: dialogical field erase any hint of generality that all soldiers are cut from the same faulty scissors, hand out, ouch)
She: Really?
El: Yes, and I read Che Guevara in high school
She: Ah ...
(Unconscious: find out if there is more of a Che Guevara)
El: And once grabbed me and asked me what I did read that

She: What did you say?
him: "To fight you have to know"
(Unconscious: go before I fight to know)
The: And then, when I studied poetry, I was told I facho
: Yours is a radical absence of sense of timing
The: What?
Me: Nothing, "more beer?
He: Sure. (...) For me, these distinctions are ridiculous
She: Yeah, well
El: I went to high school and I am a poet
(Unconscious: Strike from the list of respectable people to that which is defined as a poet)
Ella: but you have somewhere be
Me: And you friend ...
Him: (with pride) It happens that I am apolitical
Me: No one is apolitical
El: Yes, because I do not want to convince anyone to do anything. Each does what he wants and I am not going to tell anyone what to do, but nobody wants to do anything. I'll teach you to read and write in an orphanage and no one wants to do and everyone can do
(Unconscious: Well, thanks for everything, happy birthday)
She: And yes ... (...)

El: (my friend) And you how are you? She
: Y. ... (Response triggered by the flow of beer in the blood)
El: (my friend) and what things make you angry? She
: Y. .. (Response triggered by the flow of beer in the blood)
El: (my friend) so what makes you happy? She
: Y. .. (Response triggered by the flow of beer in the blood)
El: (my friend) and what you reading? She
: Y. .. (Response triggered by the flow of beer in the blood)

El: (my friend) And why study history? She
: Y. .. (Response triggered by the flow of beer in the blood)
El: And you Let, why study history?
Me: For the money (response triggered by the anger in blood flow)
El: (my friend) You're very copada Blumberg what do you think? (!!!) She

: y. ... (Response triggered by three years studying law)
The: Same Blumberg is better than the picketers
She: And I do not know ...

El: I lost two jobs for being late for picketing the picketers can not stand
I (in a futile attempt to channel the conversation to somewhere smart): But I thought labor picketers had never

On: because they would not
(Unconscious: --- beep beep beep ----)
(...)
El: (my friend) and what music are you listening? She

: y. ... The
: I write songs
(Unconscious: Aldon, Aldon, Aldon Pirulero)

(...)
El: (my friend) and you like sports?
She: Yes
El: (my friend) are going to play tennis one day?
She: Well
(Unconscious: An elephant, swinging ....)

El: (my friend) Do you like sailing?
She: No I know, I was never
The: Come a day
Me: Are we going?

(Unconscious: Will there be the universal law that says people with boat will never be worthy of my love?)
(...)

El: (my friend) and 're Catholic?
She: Yes
The (exultant) Hottie, you're perfect!
(Unconscious: Clearly, subtlety is a value that has been lost over the years ....)
(...)

El: (my friend) I love it! Give me your phone
She: Well ...

(Unconscious: Mission completed. Evacuate Now! Evacuate now!)

And so we left, (my unconscious, my friend, my anger and I) on Friday, the awkward predicament of knowing boy that my friend wanted to know and meet more ridiculous in years. We were walking down Santa Fe and did not say a word. We leave the subject with her birthday and her knowledge of poetry and Martial Law and we only take us 12. We arrived at my house. As we ascended the elevator, my friend asked me what I had found their candidate. In one of the most candid statements recently said, "y. .. is pretty asshole, but I think it can go "

After six hours medieval boy I met my acquaintance (who is not military but read Che Guevara and is not Catholic, but taught to read and write) and asked me very seriously if you have experienced this sequence does not completely degrade my vision of my friend. I raised this issue for a moment like a contradiction intelligible. Then the left slope, my Friday and I had finished and that was all that mattered to my poor life.
Avellaneda sighed as she walked, the evening was between us .-

Friday, April 29, 2005

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Anti-Cave water

reality are only representations.
who dares to contradict me, let him come.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

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- So you want me to be a whore?
-Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaro.

"But the whores charge
- Did not see that I am giving gifts all the time?


Aha!


Wednesday, April 20, 2005

What Are My Lamps Worth

Nerditud Echale

Lady, Lord, boy, girl:
If by chance I found sunbathing on a square of this city, laughing leg loose, and looking very relaxed of drunk, do me the gauchos.
Acercate and just tell me: Baby, you surrender 11.

Of course, thank you .-