The day before the flood, Noah washed his car.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Can I Get Pregnant On Prom
True love
The most enduring relationship of love and satisfaction I've had in recent years has been that with the Internet.
Our history is studded with wonderful moments and romantic. The first time I sailed, for example, was the feast of the Unit of Modena, in 1996, in a semi-deserted station set up in the middle of a field. I had a booklet on his knees on the WWW came attached with the Republic, and tried to figure out what a particular search engine and search for exactly what I needed. That night I used Altavista: I shudder at the very thought.
Then, the University There he made available a small laboratory, where we could make our trials and our research in complete privacy. By myself I learned to use explorer and email, while someone taught me that there were also Netscape and Eudora (I am the Mago) and that the Internet could be a place with many facets.
In 1999, the turning point coming in my first year out of the course, instead of rushing to the thesis I decided to add another exam and attended a series of lessons to learn how to make websites.
Websites I never learned to make them seriously, on the other hand that course made me become a neat freak and he gave me the tools to harass all computer technicians with whom I worked later.
Since then, the Internet has been my companion, my friend and ally: the first time I earned bucks for sounding compared to the fifties, but that we do not understand one iota who ran businesses, I was a guru, then I allowed to communicate with my friends who live in quintillion miles from me, making me feel less lonely and isolated, and finally allowed me to learn things that I did not know, for the most part, perhaps, useless things, but that did not know .
With time and disuse, I forgot most of the things he learned one day: for this, who could x-ray my thoughts today would be abandoned and nebulous concepts such as FTP, CGI-BIN, data packet, client-server and away you go. However, whenever I needed to change the template of a blog or page of a site after three or four attempts I've always done: they are rewarding. 
The most enduring relationship of love and satisfaction I've had in recent years has been that with the Internet.
Our history is studded with wonderful moments and romantic. The first time I sailed, for example, was the feast of the Unit of Modena, in 1996, in a semi-deserted station set up in the middle of a field. I had a booklet on his knees on the WWW came attached with the Republic, and tried to figure out what a particular search engine and search for exactly what I needed. That night I used Altavista: I shudder at the very thought.
Then, the University There he made available a small laboratory, where we could make our trials and our research in complete privacy. By myself I learned to use explorer and email, while someone taught me that there were also Netscape and Eudora (I am the Mago) and that the Internet could be a place with many facets.
In 1999, the turning point coming in my first year out of the course, instead of rushing to the thesis I decided to add another exam and attended a series of lessons to learn how to make websites.
Websites I never learned to make them seriously, on the other hand that course made me become a neat freak and he gave me the tools to harass all computer technicians with whom I worked later.
Since then, the Internet has been my companion, my friend and ally: the first time I earned bucks for sounding compared to the fifties, but that we do not understand one iota who ran businesses, I was a guru, then I allowed to communicate with my friends who live in quintillion miles from me, making me feel less lonely and isolated, and finally allowed me to learn things that I did not know, for the most part, perhaps, useless things, but that did not know .
With time and disuse, I forgot most of the things he learned one day: for this, who could x-ray my thoughts today would be abandoned and nebulous concepts such as FTP, CGI-BIN, data packet, client-server and away you go. However, whenever I needed to change the template of a blog or page of a site after three or four attempts I've always done: they are rewarding.
My Jeff Hardy Hairstyle
wild beasts
The Wildlife Photographer of the Year is José Luis RodrÃguez. How long must have been lying in wait to take a picture like that?
If ever we were around the table, I could explain the as photographing the herons. 
The Wildlife Photographer of the Year is José Luis RodrÃguez. How long must have been lying in wait to take a picture like that?
If ever we were around the table, I could explain the as photographing the herons.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
70s Movies Short Shorts On Men
Redevelopment
Hunter,
just walking around the field to camouflage your rifle shouldered long barrel, and your beautiful tawny-haired dog patrolling the turf in search of prey immediately after killing because, with all that equipment color underbrush, do not you go to upgrading and mushrooms? 
Hunter,
just walking around the field to camouflage your rifle shouldered long barrel, and your beautiful tawny-haired dog patrolling the turf in search of prey immediately after killing because, with all that equipment color underbrush, do not you go to upgrading and mushrooms?
Monday, October 12, 2009
High School Wild Party
All kind of roses
Happiness can come suddenly, on a cold day in early autumn.
Today, for me, came at 18:44, while stationed in a parking lot waiting to enter the gym. Enclosed within
clio, which protects me and made me feel part of something (I-e-la-Clio), killing time listening to Caterpillar and welcoming than it was just a great radio program, rich in content and interesting ideas.
At one point playing this song "All kind of Roses" by Yusuf Islam (when I was younger was Cat Stevens and now goes around makeup Bin Laden) and the sky was so clear and full of high hopes that for a moment I felt happy.
Then the song ended and happiness as well. I got in the gym, I wore overalls and mime have given us in with the ballet. 
Happiness can come suddenly, on a cold day in early autumn.
Today, for me, came at 18:44, while stationed in a parking lot waiting to enter the gym. Enclosed within
clio, which protects me and made me feel part of something (I-e-la-Clio), killing time listening to Caterpillar and welcoming than it was just a great radio program, rich in content and interesting ideas.
At one point playing this song "All kind of Roses" by Yusuf Islam (when I was younger was Cat Stevens and now goes around makeup Bin Laden) and the sky was so clear and full of high hopes that for a moment I felt happy.
Then the song ended and happiness as well. I got in the gym, I wore overalls and mime have given us in with the ballet.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
The Best Tv For Motorhome
Mathematics proportions
him, driving a Porsche Cayenne
with the arm resting out the open window, I turn over in trumpeting to tell you that I go too slowly, which sends a text message on her way to a hundred per hour, which puts his nose, thinking that the tinted glass to protect it from prying eyes, which stops in the middle of the road to talk to a motorist's friend, who SGAS - stopped at traffic lights - if the pedestrian crossing passes a woman.
If math serves me right proportions, should have a pea to about 1.3 cm. 
him, driving a Porsche Cayenne
with the arm resting out the open window, I turn over in trumpeting to tell you that I go too slowly, which sends a text message on her way to a hundred per hour, which puts his nose, thinking that the tinted glass to protect it from prying eyes, which stops in the middle of the road to talk to a motorist's friend, who SGAS - stopped at traffic lights - if the pedestrian crossing passes a woman.
If math serves me right proportions, should have a pea to about 1.3 cm.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Staph Infection On Belly Button
When no water
Have you ever noticed how uncomfortable when we interrupt the water supply? We wander around the house dried up, just because we had some tea, or were about to wash a dish or it was time to give water to plants, or worse, we are soapy, but we did not have time to rinse.
When the water finally starts to get out of our taps, we feel enthusiastic, successful and full of gratitude for having escaped danger: that of being deprived of something we used to have and that we take for granted.
It 's only when we try to stand for ten minutes without something we established that the attention it deserves. The rest of the time, we do not even notice. What are the things that are part of our daily lives and that we take for granted?
I can think of only a few: the freedom to express their opinions, the ability to move around by car, train or plane, or the affection of their mother's partner, the heating on cold evenings' Winter, cinema, internet, the opportunity to study, have shoes, you can go to a restaurant.
Here, I think, when we are on the verge of a nervous breakdown because our train is late, or because for some reason we can not go on vacation, when the hysteria graze because the ADSL is not working or because you downloaded the phone, we should do a deep breath and rethink the quality of our needs and our desires. 
Have you ever noticed how uncomfortable when we interrupt the water supply? We wander around the house dried up, just because we had some tea, or were about to wash a dish or it was time to give water to plants, or worse, we are soapy, but we did not have time to rinse.
When the water finally starts to get out of our taps, we feel enthusiastic, successful and full of gratitude for having escaped danger: that of being deprived of something we used to have and that we take for granted.
It 's only when we try to stand for ten minutes without something we established that the attention it deserves. The rest of the time, we do not even notice. What are the things that are part of our daily lives and that we take for granted?
I can think of only a few: the freedom to express their opinions, the ability to move around by car, train or plane, or the affection of their mother's partner, the heating on cold evenings' Winter, cinema, internet, the opportunity to study, have shoes, you can go to a restaurant.
Here, I think, when we are on the verge of a nervous breakdown because our train is late, or because for some reason we can not go on vacation, when the hysteria graze because the ADSL is not working or because you downloaded the phone, we should do a deep breath and rethink the quality of our needs and our desires.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Dirt Inbetween Breast
Torino
Turin is a fabulous city. I fell in love this weekend and more than anything want to go live immediately.
I have conquered the romantic corners, hills with villas, gardens and parks on the river and the wonderful cafes from which the hot chocolate and whipped cream puffs called me loudly. I have been to
Egyptian Museum to see the mummy-cat, the crocodile-mummy-mummy and a baboon, but also papyri, olives and breads and a variety of age-old statues and beautiful cleverly frigates to the Egyptians.
The friend who was with me pointed out to me that all the tourists were morbidly drawn to bands with no mummies and skulls on their naked eyes, the orbits filled with gauze, bony hands, and residues of hair, which had a of pornography. Perhaps, looking at these former live, we enjoy feeling more alive than ever.
I was also at the Museum of Cinema I was very impressed and waiting for me with a beautiful exhibition about the manga (my mom, because they are self tonight). 
Turin is a fabulous city. I fell in love this weekend and more than anything want to go live immediately.
I have conquered the romantic corners, hills with villas, gardens and parks on the river and the wonderful cafes from which the hot chocolate and whipped cream puffs called me loudly. I have been to
Egyptian Museum to see the mummy-cat, the crocodile-mummy-mummy and a baboon, but also papyri, olives and breads and a variety of age-old statues and beautiful cleverly frigates to the Egyptians.
The friend who was with me pointed out to me that all the tourists were morbidly drawn to bands with no mummies and skulls on their naked eyes, the orbits filled with gauze, bony hands, and residues of hair, which had a of pornography. Perhaps, looking at these former live, we enjoy feeling more alive than ever.
I was also at the Museum of Cinema I was very impressed and waiting for me with a beautiful exhibition about the manga (my mom, because they are self tonight).
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