Friday, July 27, 2007
Ewa Sonnet Baby Oil Ewa Sonnet Or Ines Cudna?
was twelve and did not talk much.
Bah, I did not talk much.
Then each went his hand
And we still talk.
And I was always to remain silent.
And she always was, not to be.
And he did not.
not speak.
And speaking of here without being there,
One day she was
And one day I spoke.
And we talked.
And now we have to recover all that we do not talk
For my silence
And by their absence.
Carola, my friend from primary through twelve and my new old friend,
his birthday celebrated on 4 August at Old Bar Soho (4632 Gorriti almost S. Ortiz, Palermo) at 23.58 and invites you here!
PD1: A view to see, do not ask "I can go?". If I put it here is because they can all go, but do not know anyone or be the first time entering this fucking blog.
PD2: Know excuse my absences commenteras in posts friends. Occasionally I get a life and this thing is a bit off-hook cybernetics.
PD3: There striptease to popular demand, even though I'm missing the rhythm of pregnant belly.
thank those who in one way or another.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Why Cant You Eat 30 Minutes A
Message in a bottle
Ella - Your room is re space.

Ella - Your room is re space.
I - you refer to spatial intergalactic space or spacious?
Her - No, the intergalactic. These pillows are re space, seem to float, re sixties.
Ella - Your room is like a microclimate in which it appears that we were floating in space.
As if sending a cubicle had to spin around.
The division of space is also re space platform.
The division of space is also re space platform.
I - Yes, wave 2001 Space Odyssey.
Yo - Now ... that cross hanging there nothing to do with the aesthetics of the room.
Ella - No no, perfect fit. It's like they left the arena on the moon (*) ... images, the film collection, the cross ... as a sampling of humanity, things that happen on Earth.
I - ha, that crazy, I had not thought ... The question is who will be trying to communicate with all this, right?
(*) The Apollo XI left on the moon, like a disc with recordings of sounds from Earth, images, shapes, mathematics, logic symbols, etc.. as a message to possible extraterrestrial civilizations.
PS
Happy day to all and bla bla bla.
Friends are like blah blah blah.
Postcards, emails, Powerpoint presentations maudlin, "the friendship day is every day," blah blah blah "thanks for being there," blah blah blah "is a commercial gigs, bla bla bla.
And bla bla bla.
Bla.
and never missing that seeks to explain the origin of the friendship day with this inaugural air unbearable.
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