Thursday, July 31, 2008

Madeline From Xtreme Curves



Last night I heard my neighbor back to his apartment, and with his hand on the handle was just about to open my door-Pandora's box for the revelation.
But something stopped me.
Cricket curiosity jumped out of my head to hang on to that of my neighbor, who has a few minutes after the assault on the front of the kitchen, where I had to warm up the entrenched remnants of the previous day (mushroom risotto) .
Although he too is up 50% of the kitchen, the boy well aware of having invaded the area at risk has felt obliged to justify as if in my place he had found a snarling pit bull, and he said: within a minute to get to know ..

So the mysterious side partner is none other than a Norwegian pianist, tall blond Ciccio Bello and more ...

Cheerleading Competition Weave



Habemus Lucem!!


Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Hegre Archives Brazilian Wax



The charm of the ambiguous ...
The news posted on facebook of my new condition has caused a sensation GAY MAN:
less 24 hours I received a bouquet of flowers from the virtual PR clarinetist with the ambiguous dedication: hope it do not start to rain frogs from the sky ... (Maybe I took it for one of the ten plagues of Egypt?)
Pianist EM wrote to me: Gaja this picture of you with hair that look like whiskers ingrifi me a mess !!!!!
And the biologist MC greeted me with a: Gay Gaja Hello! I finally realized who you remind me of: The CARLA BRUNI!

..... It will be a mustache on ??????

ps
You can verify the authenticity of messages on Facebook .. Gay Gaja ... a new version of Victor Victoria ...

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Graph, Showing Obesity Growth





Even this morning I woke up (at 6:30) blessed with strength, not from my mysterious neighbor, but overwhelmingly from dawn filtering through two curtains rose ridiculous and unnecessary (see photo).

This treatment reversed light: dark when I want to study and very light when I could still sleep, I is putting on a war footing.
Today another shipment in reception is guaranteed: I will give you until I get a damn life light table!!







Not being able to do is fuck the computer all evening, before the deadly glossy screen of my MacBook, in the morning I wake up with eyes swollen and bloodshot albino rabbit style ... goodbye contact lenses!



Casual Wedding Attire Groom



I became a man !!!!!!!!!!!!

Just now back home after a day Master Class-based Marriage of Figaro and Roberto Devereux, I checked if my halogen deceitful life had resumed, but as I feared no one had yet put his hand.
Then I started briskly and armed with the same halogen at a time of reception-which incidentally is located in another building-
I explained in my case to a German girl plump and bespectacled, noting that at the going down of the I find myself alone surrounded by darkness catacomb in which I can neither read nor study, and this with the utmost disregard not told me that they have no other lamp-shade for me.
So? are telling me that I have to attack for two weeks the Tram?
that serene and peaceful and I said yes!!
At that point I wanted to vent complaining that I was promised a room with private bathroom and kitchen, while I find myself split with a man!
At that point she became flushed and exclaimed: What! But this is not allowed!
Then he slingshots to check what the terminal and listen, listen, I said: You were booked as man!
Having finally crowned my dream of being a man and be able to pee standing up, I left the reception jumping for joy!

Hill Country Resort In Canyon Lake



The unwanted partner: has just left his room ... at least I think, because the amplified sounds coming from all the other rooms.
I could not resist the temptation to look out behind him in the hallway, and just before it turned the corner, I saw the unmistakable silhouette against the light of a human being! With
shirt, shorts and light brown hair rebel ....

Monday, July 28, 2008

Trampoline How Much It Cost



Salzburg A day

Salzburg welcomed me with a bright sunny day (which I fully enjoyed getting up at 6:15). At eight o'clock I
presented at the front desk to sign the contract for the room, noting note the details as if it were a fair the choice of Germany for the drafting of a document to be endorsed to foreigners ... I also complained halogen I've broken in my room that prohibits any study or reading in the evening, leaving me to languish in a twilight obitoriale.
So I did the pain in the ass in the early morning, without getting anything ...

I came to the Mozarteum in a car accompanied by our pianist and his wife (met by chance at the reception and never seen before). It 's a nice relief to know they can count on a ride, but the beautiful sunshine today and the desire for independence they pushed me towards the lunch hour, to rent a bike to a very nice gentleman in Mozart.
ride along the Salzach was a real pleasure, and what a thrill watching the mountains surrounding Salzburg and read those same profiles as familiar to the divine Wolfgang!
Needless to say that under the noon sun beating down and a half, after 5 km ride I arrived "home" more of a boiled potato, and I had to take a shower and change clothes, blessing the white linen skirt that almost with a sense of guilt I had packed up in spite of the chilling weather.

gitarella The cycling was repeated three times a day (for a total of 15 Km), but not to exceed with health consciousness, on the way back I made a terrible cost transatlantic cruise based cans, olive oil, low cost, and freeze-dried products ...
I also bought a pound of sunflower seeds, to put in the milk for breakfast as I learned my grandfather Brian, to start the day like a true parrot .. sorry! Nightingale mezzosopranile ..

...

I have not had the pleasure of bumping into my neighbor across, which seems to live on air have not yet set foot in the kitchen.
Meanwhile I settled the refrigerator, with milk, Actimel, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and Emmenthal ... and with three meals and a breakfast under my belt I can Declares undisputed queen of the kitchen.


Adult Breastfeeding Milena




Salzburg ZERO
day I arrived in Austria after 10 hours and 3 changes of train travel in the company of a devastating maldicapo (see photo) caused by a battle of thoughts ... Now I had

two surprises:

the language - after a review flash de ' German for you first level, contrary to all my expectations have been able to launch into an unlikely conversation with the taxi driver (female exemplary of the Bavarian crown metallic red), which has picked up my poor remains at the station.
Topics touched: the now-classic comment on the weather forecasts, the opening of the Festival, my master class at the Mozarteum, Ludwig of Bavaria and Wagner ... could not miss a tour of the supermarkets in the area ...

An unexpected cohabitation- Although at the time of booking, the receptionist of Franz von Sales Kolleg would grant me a bathroom and kitchen in the room, I realized early on that it was a scam or a dramatic misunderstanding.
The door had to be in my room, facing up to reality in a corridor that provides three ports: A flat (mine), Bath & B apartment (one of the partner side).
F ra brackets as I write this I doubt there is a dire: if the key of my room is the same one that opens the door policy, it is obvious that my neighbor has an equal, which in all probability also opens the door of my room!
short, the structure dell'appartamentino is clear: kitchen communicating between the two units and common use bathroom outside .... Scheisse!!
Since last night I feel like a gunslinger in a duel, my fingers touch the metal of the gun in the holster, while I scan with the utmost attention to the moves of the opponent: who will be the first to shoot? or rather who will be the first to slip into the bathroom or kitchen?
... I have not had direct contact with the enemy, but I'm picking up clues.
analysis of the traces found in it in the bathroom this morning: a bubble bath and a bottle of Head and Shoulders-A-
I concluded that it is an Anglo-Saxon-B
problems with flaking of the scalp
C-molto probabilmente donna (data l'ammorbante scia di profumo lasciata nell'aria)

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Hiking Boots, Toronto

My happy island falls under the blows of the judiciary




When you hear do not think the Abruzzo region surrounded by gardens and a coastline with a clean and almost perfect climate? Where the food is good and we can relax?
Well it's because it's my home but I think when I hear about Abruzzo forests, animals, my beloved mountains to a land of people "strong and gentle" that turns into a TV only for matters concerning the preservation of ' environment or some service costume on fox who eats ice cream ...

few days ago but I saw a picture of my region that resembles the dark scenarios of the early '90s, when the first republic is crumbling because of the storm tangentopoli. Monday
turn on the television and hear (on national networks and not on any local TV or TGR) that the governments in the Turkish and ten other councilors and officials were arrested for un'inchiesta della Procura della Repubblica sulla sanità regionale.
Ma dove è finita la mia isola felice?! Dov'è la terra che sembra quella dei cartoni di Heidi?!
E' forse perché da noi le cose arrivan sempre in ritardo che lo scandalo sulla corruzione è giunto con quindici anni di ritardo rispetto all'ondata nazionale di tangentopoli?
Lo shock di passare dall'immagine della terra dove gli orsi rubano al formaggio a quella dove gli amministratori avrebbero rubato 6 milioni di euro è terribile.
Mi resta solo aspettare lo sviluppo delle inchieste e cercare di guarire da questa ferita provocata nel profondo della mia anima e sul volto della mia ancora bellisima e nobile regione.

Friday, July 11, 2008

100 Projection Screen

The draft Muntagnana Veru in Mozambique. Work dedicated to children



Recentemente ho avuto modo di avvicinarmi al mondo delle missioni umanitarie e sono venuta conoscenza di un progetto per il Mozambico dedicato ai bambini.
Il missionario Padre Romolo Mariani del Mozambico dell'Opera di Don Orione partirà prestissimo per realizzare questo progetto dedicato ai bimbi abbandonati e con handicap fisici e psichici.
L’idea di realizzare un’opera di carità in Mozambico, un paese poverissimo e martoriato dalla guerra civile, nasce durante uno degli ultimi viaggi di Don Flavio Peloso, superiore generale dell’opera di Don Orione.
Don Flavio Peloso ha avuto modo di conoscere la realtà locale ed in particolare si è soffermato ad osservare la situazione of Muntagnana Veru where a Dutch priest has been working to help the local population. Precisely Muntagnana Veru the superior general of the order of Don Orione has decided to create a work of charity directed especially to children.
Father General asked the willingness to make this Father Romulus Mariani, who in the past two years he headed the parish of Pescasseroli. The work that awaits
Father Romulus will certainly respect the good works already in place are working, but you can achieve great things to help our brothers who are suffering.
the words of the missionary is clear that this charitable work is not going to carry it out alone, but "would like all of us, each according to their abilities, skills and capabilities, we were we to make of the good and the spirit of solidarity that dwells in our hearts."
Let us also join in this appeal and we urge you to accompany him, along with all the missionaries who work in the world in a spirit of solidarity.