Saturday, March 20, 2010

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Puerto Madero is one of the nicest neighborhoods in Buenos Aires there, the lights dim, leaving the casino boat is very gentle, well-dressed people, the restaurant where I wait for Antonia is one where There buffet, from pastas and steaks, classic, and fruits, desserts and much grill, too much meat for my taste, I prefer my strange fish, which in Argentina is very expensive and not so good, prefer the my homeland of Peru.

The ring bought for Antonio is in the box and on the table, the waiter brings me a bottle of Malbec, but before he serves it to test me, I give my approval even though I am not an expert taster but I love wine, and especially it is a very delicious dry, especially for meat.

Today I will say that I wish to marry, I want to be my wife, my wife for life, with the connotation of belonging macho expelled through the pores of my skin, even though our relationship is not the normal, with such technology, skypes, mesenyers , among others, carry a lot of time talking to Meilan cam, we, we send kisses, love tells me with a smile , and keep alive the illusion of few times we've been able to meet. She has not yet finished his specialization in surgery so many times has evaded the issue of living together, she does not want to leave Argentina after time and I did the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing at his side, to leave everything to be with her, a love with a twenty-forties as the classic song of José José, and I want to wait because life is unique, while Michael often fun of a bitch I, Daft Antonia.
The night wind combs my hair short, and I'm wanting to be happy, I ask the waiter to bring me an extra portion of bread because I've been waiting thirty minutes, I feel eyes on my back and my face a couple encaramelada I'm tempted to emulate the envy of the time, I'll bring the bread and asking for a plate of pasta, wine still intact he expected me, and I do not know. The paste is transformed into food for homeless, as they reach the minutes for the umpteenth time I will not come. My cell phone rings, is it still ringing and nerves to the roots sudan me of my hair, I do, that pose have, what to say, still ringing, as the couple turns around and says with his eyes that he answered, suddenly there is a plot of all present, still ringing, but finally stopped ringing, I said no I panicked, I thought it was a lie, it was not these women just do not come and no sign of smoke, the next day as always called and told me I had an emergency at the hospital, again the phone rang, this time I work up the courage.

- Why not answer.
- Antonia Good night, I hear.
- Excuse me for not being present. But I have been sent to Mendoza to meet an emergency, I could not warn you.
- Sure, I understand.
- And tell me why you wanted to dine at the restaurant so special that you say, where I have seen on their website that the appearance must be very expensive.
- Well, I wanted to make this special night in our lives.
- But you are special
- Yes, but I want to have a special continuity and eternity ronde
- make me smile, you're always so formal
- You know how much I love you, and love you profano es de pura y consciente felicidad

La noche terminó con el Malbec solo en el mesa, mientras me retiraba y colgaba mi chaqueta en mi espalda, veo como lentamente se esfuma ese olor tan madera del vino, se esfuma como el día, como mi noche, como la noche que ha hecho especial este momento, ella no volvió a estar, volvió a dejarme plantado, pero fue especial porque llamó, y fue consciente, como nunca lo fue, como tal vez lo vuelva a ser, como ese nunca que se vuelve incierto cada vez que nuestro inconsciente nos traiciona, cuando creemos saber todo, cuando necesitamos tener un espacio para meditar y ver que la vida es una.

Friday, March 19, 2010

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CHRONICLE OF "mucus is not the same,"

That is the question of the mucus. It is an issue that must be analyzed with high scrutiny, with methodology and especially with the empiricism of the night drinking.

Each mucus represents much of what lived in the old spool, where one does not even know in what conditions asegurose ass for not being a victim of another drunk (or drunk) on duty.

For example, there is the mucus that builds up in the "cream" before a gathering maliciously concocted with boxes of wine Tocornal "and backing a" turbo "of cigarettes. Are latigudos they play around with them are stiff at first, but have a root ectoplasmic that reaches the throat, so that after removal, leaves you to a tear of the eye coward who is startled to see so great aberration.
has a watery consistency and invertebrate, with a brown color at the end of the night you never know if the wine or a vein "weakling" that one pint of blood mucus, but all worth a damn, as the chair or Time table receives a unique work of art that post-reel.

The Pilsen, for example, leads us to another dimension of the mucus, where if not for fear or shame, hide in the back of the nose and upper throat, causing him "sorbeteo" little gallant hates 99.5% of women worldwide, but provides that "label it a gob" which has the weight and exact consistency to spit more drunken reel without account ... logically as size, not evil.

mucus is the vodka, that which transforms your nostrils into real virgin caves filled with stalactites and microbial ectalacmitas "runny" and they do feel your finger as a true striker unhealthy destroying those ends. It's more entertaining than the mucus of wine ... Upload it to your finger ego feel a destroyer.

Finally roncola is the mucus. This mucus layer is attached as a drip cap to the bottom of the nostrils and invites you to discover the power play, touch and intensity needed to remove it completely as a flake of mucus. Play with your sense of touch and unique moments of relaxation achieved by destroying it and turning it into a ball between the thumb and index that provides priceless moments of "desestres" overcome only with a good "ment" between the middle of tinkering (as the teacher Coco Legrand).


Even so, with my vast knowledge of snot and pean, there remains a mucus that intrigues me greatly ... mucus from the motorist. It is this mucus to be drawn in red lights with the little finger and does not discriminate by gender.
When taking my driver's license, we dedicate a full review because it is still a mystery that draws the attention of my dreams and efforts.

Greetings

Kiltro

Thursday, March 11, 2010

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Hoy cumplo cuarenta años and I'm traveling to Buenos Aires in mid-flight remember that the reason for my trip was for business or pleasure, is love.

Flight attendants are at the time of giving our dinner, it is night in Lima and the flight really is very short, only about three hours. I think delicious pasta served us, I also ask him if I can bring a red wine, I prefer to get something or want a little oblivious to the plane's departure, why I do not know, I'm not drinking liquor on airplanes but this, they do deserve their share. The trip

see the movie in which Sandra Bullock won the Oscar, I moved the scenes in which she does not usually mourn in front of people, to make is her courage and swiftly flee the place and hides in the corner where all feeling just then emerging, seeing these moments I see it, I can almost say that I am her, not wanting to admire her and love her or love me, why you need love to love yourself, maybe I loved too much, but I doubt I am on the plane ready to see Antonia.

Antonia is still finishing his specialty of pediatric surgery, how you eat it, I do not know how to have a life, or just ask me, how the hell I fell in love, I have even less response. How he entered my life, nor the people of Sin Banderas, can tell me, or Alejandro Sanz with chewy songs have meaning, no beautiful sunrise buenos aires explains.

remember that on my return I shall give a report of market research that I will take in place in Argentina, sometimes I do not usually understand very well the answers that result from this, only my interpretation and my five years of study including my specializing in marketing, lead me to conclude that consumer behavior do not understand, for example, I, now, why I do this, might it be that in my country there is not enough demand for women's or "love" to me launched to come to a strange country for me, is that the offer is in Argentina has peculiarities that make me choose it will be a woman to love what exists but not in my restraint, why this timid consumer behavior was attacked by the lively and relevant Antonia look that I can not take it off even in my dreams. I want to sleep for the duration of the flight, I can not, this time I ask the flight attendant bring me a cup of espresso, and it serves him see the face of my beloved, it seems incredible, remember, before leaving smoked a little marijuana, maybe Miguel gave me one without adrenaline, sure did, he considers me a lot and I imagine that he preferred to be aware at the time of her, he knows that what I do is a nonsense, I have no choice, but as I do because I'm the Reverend wins within me think: "Michael did not know anything!" and ask me another cup of coffee to celebrate inmsonio I have.

Back at the hotel, I decided to finally get me a good joint of marijuana, had obtained the waiter said is a 19 year old really into those leagues, I ask him to recommend the best wine, "Malbec" says. I go to the nearest store, get one and rip me to my hotel, today is my day. Miguel may not agree to what I do, but to shit, now I get drunk and hit me. For me, all men in love foolishly, so men who believe in the promises of it, by men who love without discretion, by men who blindly await that strange muse and deterrent for men who had tenderness in his hands, by men who were lost in the twilight, by the men heroes "Webon" who believe that suicide is getting to remove traces of love ungrateful. Antonia

never came, but luckily I had that shot of liquor and marijuana has not resulted funeral home.

"I am a survivor of life, this life that appears in detail, I am a survivor and living with dignity for the things that make me happy and why not, too, am a survivor of the whips of the dark insane in my mind beating my hopes, I am a survivor of the far right causes, I am a survivor and I live for love, for love that never comes, because it takes, because I die, they die in the attempt to follow it, because I'm the survivor with the rank of general that I admire that I want and love myself, I am the survivor of the eternal flame that never came, that may never come "

Saturday, March 6, 2010

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CHRONIC "the Kiltros and the Sea" Part 1

That day was Pelluhue beautiful beaches, enjoying some of his herd with a pair of wine and good conversation. Kiltro He dropped his instinct and gave himself to relax on pristine beaches have long yearned for, that Kiltro forgot your nature, that hour of the night.

when nobody expected it, heard minutes before another Kiltro howling in the distance on the mountain, and then it all started.

Everything is moving, there was no floor, waved it around so unreal and the pack in the fun night I could not focus their ideas clearly. When I pass the stronger the earthquake coincided with the looks to go directly to their homes, for as Kiltros sea, they knew what was coming.

craqueladas houses, light poles in the ground, people in panic, while recovering from that blow night Kiltro instinct and began acting.

He gathered his flock and quickly, without thinking about anything, up the hill to keep it safe and went down again and again for more Kiltros ... for his flock was no longer a family, was an entire people.

4, 6, 7, 9, 13 and more Kiltros of those people came up to the truck to reach the protective mountain, that mountain of their ancestors, those who watched them before they were born and today was awesome and provides asylum to his beloved people. People

fell, but the Kiltro leaving nobody behind for the Kiltro always think of everyone and the ultimate well-being, the Kiltro not allowed such luxuries.
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When the task was protective in the air sniffing something strange and straining his ears to perceive what is inside rang as clear as the moon light your way ... instinct announced the tsunami.

In that van, Kiltro turn his head and saw a bit of fist of water began to eat the last lights of several vehicles that fate took away people, but knows he can not do anything to save those who more can and for now ... the Kiltro to flee ...

And on the hill, and Kiltros Kiltros heard howling at the moon while the wall of water breaks into Pelluhue and as if all coincide mentally shut to allow free passage to the distant sound of the destruction of their people, their lives, their dreams of its people ... their souls.

- Relax, we all have life, we continue `pa legs - said the Kiltro the pack who cried inconsolably as he kept crying to if I could give it to the wind.

climbed only as high as the hill and the legs wobbled di anger while those horses wandered uninvited water and his beloved home town. That Kiltro callus knees for a moment at the top of the hill and weeping father.
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CONTINUE ...