Friday, December 24, 2010

Oil Tanker Name Parts

Some' healthy non-sense.

Here. Finally.
Absurd, reduces me to write here on Christmas Eve, and even with good reason.
today are in disarray. Completely, fucking in the lurch. Electrocardiogram
plate. Not important, because tired of dozens of hand-me mentally on how I could be, how much should I force myself to become one, and especially if it's worth it.
Stop. Basta. Several times I have rolled up their sleeves, I tried to recover the pieces and put them together with a scotch at least resistant. But as it turned, however, is not a dick.
Oh well.
I can only hope in material things.
Gifts. Maybe not even that will be appreciated.
Wow, have not yet figured out what I like.
And as usual I'm broke. There comes a time for congratulations and I do not have a penny to make a nenache cloth gift. Not even fifty cents of credit for some SMS greetings. I
damage.
are days that I plan to charge me a damn, but maybe it means that I do not care really.
Who knows.
I just have to forgive me writing an email in which I review the past year along with those three poor souls who still stand me, and then on.
Another Christmas crap.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Can You Buy Knives In Solingen

The beautiful site on the Renaissance



Italica

Hundred works


Dante, Paradiso :

O divine virtue, if you pay me

so that the shadow of the blessed realm

marked in my brain I posters,

vedra'mi to footer of your beloved tree,

come, and crown of leaves

that matter and you make me worthy,

So seldom, Father, are they gathered for triumph

ruler or a poet,

guilt and shame the human cravings.

Iconography :



Petrarca



Córrego


And many other things more '.