Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Watch Mini Series Online

Bus Bus Vol 1 Vol 2

{WARNING! If you believe that Finley is the rebirth of Italian music, the Tokyo Hotel pesissimo do rock and that the words mean MCR My Chemical Romance, and Modena City Ramblers, then shove off, punk! This post is too serious and socially committed to a child of 12 years like you. If things do not go down, you can go directly to cry on your mom!}

Time to dogs. It was raining buckets. Fortunately, I was on the bus, sitting at the back, as always. The public transport made his way to his shoulder in traffic for then pull to the right, at the bus stop.
He got an old lady, probably with more than four centuries on the shoulders.
was very petite and her clothes reflected the stereotype of his grandmother's comic heavy long skirt, fabric so fine that could be a goat, milk-coffee sweater long, almost to become one with skirt, scarf flowing around her head to protect it from the bitter cold of that day stinking.
did not look sick with something, kind of diseases those bastards who will devastate the last days of life. The slowness of movement and delicacy with in his hand railing for granted that I did not stand up in his head flashed the concept of "full physical vigor." small steps, it moves along the corridor of the bus to sit in front of me. me I gathered a bit ', trying to appear less sprawled.
I looked out the window to see what was happening outside of this wet box on four wheels.

From time to time, the tail of my eye was a naughty tease my venerable companion.
The weather was inevitably passed on her face of military tracked vehicles. But he left intact eyes. Damn blue of another age; eyes that contained the force that the body does not allow her to express. eyes that took me back to past seasons, that I, as a greenhorn twenties, I have only ever heard. From my grandparents, from the country through the orchards, from the streets of downtown, the chestnuts in the park. He was looking at the landscape of traffic lights and dipped headlights. I continued to cover his eyes, with that spirit of reverence and respect with which you should pull over to a picture, taking care not to violate the sanctity and to understand the message.

I'm still here
Nevertheless
Despite
Despite the best is gone

I'm here until I left a teaspoonful of energy

a tortellini of force
shots of
like I am here
until
dances will be closed and all the defendants
applaud
enthusiastic and smiling
the band of musicians
I will be here

Inside her, I ended up browsing the book covered with a thin melancholy film, then gently closed.
I went back, once again, to think about my filthy affaracci: Do not miss her at my stop, and later I had soccer practice.
After a while the lady stood up from his seat, without notice, and walked toward the exit. seemed annoyed, irritated.
As if someone had messed up the shelves of his library.

Monday, October 8, 2007

How To Make Prawn Traps



{WARNING! If you are a sensitive person, and the CL right-thinking not read this post! In this short story of the pipe I had fun as hell to do the dirty and then zozzone you may not like what I'm going to esporrre. Otherwise you can go ahead at your own risk. I've warned you. Then do not go crying to mother.}

N on I was sitting in the back of the bus as usual. I was on an average. [You can write "on average"? I do not know, write it anyway.]
Well, it's
of the fact that I was napping peacefully in the seat when, one stop, got a pretty woman.
East was clearly in her thirties and had plenty of money to a high cheese. Blonde
smooth up to the shoulders, pretty enough to face. A chest
aggressive, attention, and a pair of jeans that bagged a nice round ass, everything from biting. Not to mention the leather boots.
Hands up, people!
wandered a bit 'for the bus, then preset wise decision to sit in front of me.
was carrying two bags and a bag of perfume, a bit 'too much for his little hands. However
had seen the good passarsela orologiazzo boasted that his wrist. He took off his jacket
clubbers, definitely brand. At that time, however, did not think much attention because my traveling companion proved to be a very tight knit cream custard. I did not understand what was happening because her breasts became real pieces of heavy artillery.
Usually, luggage can be too showy grotesque and tacky for wearer. Instead, for this young lady (lady, no faith ring finger) all wore perfectly.
I was visibly stunned.
It's never good to be attacked so-blank in the early morning.
I tried to argue with this massive offensive with a smile of circumstance.
Nothing to be done.
The blood was migrating from the brain to the brain very small.
Luckily I had the bag on his lap.

" The defense is saved in the lineout," said the commentator imagination of my empty head.
She pulled the phone from one of his fifty-seven bags. It looked pretty new.
I began to think that had less than thirty years.

" like to sit?" He asked an elderly lady who stoically resisted the turbulent driving of the driver.
Unfortunately, I had a beautiful voice, although it was not scratchy, it was a stamp from the glass wool, fittings and chewed by hand wrenches and pliers.

" So you lose points, sweetheart," I thought to myself, look to Fox.
Well, I do not say anything as a woman, but I raised a good feeling at the pubic bone.
put on his jacket and his militia back in position. He got
near the polyclinic.
With her beautiful black girl that boarded the bus with me to my own station.
Truly a superb beauty, six feet tall, covered jeans: I would see good riding a motorcycle, had it not been for the pair of dancers feet.
Usually, women of color have a powerful face, the whole substance, with few frills.
Instead, she was lovely, delicate, childlike. The look was pretty, but at the same time proud and determined, as a true and inimitable Valkyrie ebony. In keeping with the warrior princess in no way disfigured. Unfortunately
sat down in my area.
So, I had the opportunity to make a thorough investigation with my clinical eye.
As for Miss East Africa.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Write Boss's Birthday Wish

Job's Bar 6 (part 3)

- What would you have done you, sorry? - Churches Lester drying a glass with a burazzo, his brow furrowed so much seem to do his face a grotesque mask theater.
Even at this round, I was always placed on the throne My inseparable, the stool of an elephant in cellophane.
- I told you, I threw a straight punch on the chin. And Did I even pulled right! - Proudly showed part of my slightly yellowed teeth, like smile.
- I know you a little '. Until yesterday I would not have even seen kicking a capon. Now you turn into an executioner. This means only one thing ...- ruled the expert bartender.
- Listen, oh Horse's Mouth - I was ready to accept the obviousness of the owner of Job's Bar meanwhile toying with a pretzel shaped like a saxophone.
- It is clear that you are completely lost in this one ... What did you say his name? - His eyebrows rose so much that went behind his head.
- Alina, you've already told three hundred twenty-seven .- Sometimes my answer could not be resigned.
Pino, senior multi-octogenarian, he awoke from his stupor dictated by high doses of daily sports and Cynar (Cynar more than anything else), stood up from his desk in a corner, below the photo Eddy Merckx. He got up and stick with some improvised dance steps.
- Alina Oh, the prettiest of the East! - Said the unlikely dancer.
- Carina no doubt. We hope at least that does not trip your own petitions I said, handing a pat on the shoulder.
- Hope fine young man. Otherwise die in agony, having said that, he sat down again, not after a bronze in the sixth grade on the Richter Scale (the collapse of houses, panic). We in the bar we were accustomed to, so there decomposing for longer than necessary.
And so once again I came home on foot, stunned, staring off over the same pavement.
Who knows where it is now, who knows What she is doing, I'll be thinking about?
Christ! That twelve year old girl from reasoning listener of those boy bands that make you so little heart beat.
I laughed out loud at myself.
old lady looked at me wrong and seem to point to its lowest Chihuahua.
A cluster of tiny skin and bones began to bark against a certain determination.
- What do you want from me? You know very well that you do not even touch it with a flower! - I told him lovingly leaning toward him.
- Screanzato! - He made the lady indignantly by pulling his pupil.
A short walk and well calibrated riavviai me home.
And you want that there is once again in front of her front door?
By itself, however. Much better.
A rush of adrenaline to the brain slapped me and woke someone else in my pants cinogiappokoreano market. Fortunately my lucidity returned to being a publicly acceptable levels.
- Alina Good evening! - Greeted her with an expression of a real big cat. As those cats blacks, extraordinarily thick and fleshy, who can only play with balls of red wool.
- Congratulations on the timing. I just need someone with strong arms .- said with that mischievous that can not help but send in a broth of jujube.
- Why? I do not see anyone from punching .- I replied, looking around, trying some other peasant to beat up.
- No. Look at the ground .- I pointed out on the sidewalk of the shopping bags, filled with spectacularly.
They did not look good. Between me and the envelopes there was an exchange of glances that did not promise anything good.
- How they got here? - Questioned the witness.
- By car, right? - I pointed to a terribly old machine that had more years of her: a Comprehensive Yugo. I could not help but remain fascinated by such an archaeological find.
- Hey! You've never seen a fossil of the Pleistocene? - Chuckled gently with that deliciously charming little mouth ... Yes, I own party, I did not understand anything.
- spiritual and cultural basis with minimum! Well, Alina, a good girl brought up, as they say? - I went to her and I did thanks to my imponenete cm.
She leaned on his toes, once again grabbed the collar of my raincoat, he inside of the eyes annegarcisi cakes, die, be reborn and repeat endlessly, lifted his right leg backward, as if to gain momentum and jump.
Very timidly, with the palms of the hands touched the sides, just to avoid lost his balance. I felt, as to say, strange. Not that I was embarrassed, in fact, everything seemed just so special, unusual, unnatural that I was, stuck.
- Please would you take me up in the house? - "Implored" her.
- I do not like mica good that you take so much confidence. Not-In truth I was simply ecstatic.
Without wasting any more time in pleasantries, I leaned over and grabbed my hands mercilessly stubby plastic bags in groups of three.
I was dying from fatigue. I never thought that in such a short space could be so much stuff.
- I can not do to bring them up at home. But I see that you are not an issue .- Alina observed.
- No, no. Do not worry .- replied boldly, with heart impending explosion.
was an original reinterpretation of the Via Crucis. One unfortunate
harassed out by this malignant Sportina, scorned even by the brats of the third floor, door, with exhausted his arms, huge weights up to the much longed final redemption.
I thought in my building there were fewer flights of stairs.
sudarmi I had every single step up to the door of his apartment.
I put them to him at the entrance.
- Thanks a lot! Do not bother to bring them inside. Here I'll .- squeaked my sweet Alina.
He gave me a peck on the cheek, like when you have four years and was the first girlfriend in kindergarten.
I own child again.
- Hello and thanks again .- He started to bring in the bags. An envelope at a time.
- Well, you need something .- Now give me a whistle on his forehead had written "Welcome." I took my leave
and went back into my cave, stumbling a bit 'for the effort, a little' for the hangover due to her French perfume brand.


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Sunday, August 19, 2007

Full Contact Football Camps

Job's Bar 6 (part 2)

When you're high on a woman are inevitably much more stoned.
Of course, things will look different than usual, often better.
Even the beer market taken by low-grade pakindianafghano you seem tastier.
Even that bum, which usually puts on the park bench, seems to smile when you walk.
Look on the ground, looking for a few cents, well located half Cucuzza. A fortune!
You notice also how the shoots that emerge from the hard asphalt of the rule are much greener.
Not to mention when the gates of the stores of canned souls, the dorms palaces, flowers are a foot high and passes, red, pulsing with life, who do not care to be on a sidewalk Zozzo while there are others that if the greenhouse having a great time in a comfortable first-class, with provocative maidens ready to water them at the slightest hint of thirst.
They had also noticed that of Job's Bar and walked a few feet from the ground.
Lester, from his bench, was watching me with making clinical.
- If you did not know you, I would say that you are dropped from the highchair. But your eyes idiot speaks for itself - he said putting a bad taste in the shelf.
With her hand was doing dancing with a glass of Braulio, of course I was always sitting on my stool lined pithecanthropus.
- Well, it's my neighbor. I honestly do not know precisely describe it. It is pretty. It is fresh and elegant. I heard talk on the phone. I could not understand anything about the speech, but his voice was not of those fowl, chirping and annoying, and even to crow like a scratching of the change machine. It was fluty, haunting ... - I said, as would have been fantasizing about naked in my bed.
- Since I can not tell you to drink less, since you're one of my main sources of income, I can only tell you to smoke less. Provided you use drugs. No? - Lester asked, raising his left eyebrow, bleary more than ever.
- No, old man. You know you're the only one ever. - Ammiccai with a draft grin.
That day I chose to walk back home earlier than usual.
The clouds did not bode well and I was without an umbrella.
was a few tens of meters from the gate of the house when I saw her.
was exactly opposite the entrance gate.
She was not alone.
Initially took my sadness.
On the other hand could not be otherwise. One is so difficult that it is on the loose.
Not bad.
Although the bitter taste was always and everywhere.
With her, a bold, well beyond middle age and having tan well beyond the parameters permitted by law, sunglasses and four-wheel-built cars in extraterrestrial material, possibly a Japanese prototype.
They were talking animatedly.
He shouted something and gave her a slap that make it fall to the ground. This
not.
not exist.
I can not get away with something like that.
Introducing "Super Beer", the super-hero directly from the Job's Bar Forged from the best malts and hops from Bavaria, the best grappa and the finest vodkas Anglo-Saxon of the Urals.
Gonfiai my chest and I did not think twice about intervening.
My right fist closed, it became hard as diamond and disastrously shattered knuckles against the chin of this rich guy from overwork.
feeling the pinch.
_ Asshole, without your cocks! _ He did what way back to the driver's door. Fuck
_ _ replied with cavalry.
_ Watch out, ugly piglianculo, which you will pay! _ Threatened that point against the index. Back
_ well, I'll wait with a bottle of Dom Perignon._ smiles spreading his arms as will welcome him back. The young billionaire
forty-five years went scoured with his big car and I buried her with smog ninety-nine octane.
I made a couple of coughs. A cross between a picturesque kitten wet and seventy-five phlegm affection pneumonia. With
gaze followed the booming car disappear around the corner then I turned to her.
He approached and took me by the lapel of my raincoat worn.
- Thanks! - Exclaimed, beaming - It's about time someone did see the green mice that son of a bitch. -

- Son of a bitch? I would not be so generous with him. - I said, admiring the forms enclosed in a designer clothes, too sober for his body.
- It's really hard to find someone willing to risk a bruise that does not even know. What do you say? - Asked killing me with those doe eyes.
I was in heaven. Despite
that, my appearance back from a bar reveals little or nothing.
- Well, I'm a slightly 'particular, we want to do. - I replied with the poor attitude by Humphrey Bogart.
I needed was a cigar and hat. For the rest I would have been perfect. Okay, I missed even fresh shave his beard.
- I'd have you already seen. For even if you live in this condo? - Churches, almost skipping, like a child that you gave the birthday present.
- Yes, 21 inside, honey. - I replied with a warm voice. Hot, like a vegetable soup.
- Hey, you're very close to mine. I am at 23. And do not call me sugar. I hate. If anything, Alina. - He held out his hand to shake mine, the same pig that had rejected before.
took it gently, savored with eyes that hand clean and fragrant, I leaned over and kissed it to him, pretending to brush her with just her lips.
- Miss Alina, at your service! - A knight mediaval, made of old clothes, dusty, with a slight smell of drink as his faithful squire, put it under the orders of his lady.
She laughed, but not loudly. Do not disturb the neighbors with noise of worthless. It was a laugh the most unique, even from the best inimatibile forger of paintings of the author.
I introduced myself. I gave my little credentials.
- Thank you, all. Now I go on. See you soon, okay? -
- All right honey, uh ... Katrijna! There Nose - The goodbye and watched as his sparkling, curvaceous calves as she climbed the stairs of the entrance to my palace, his robe fluttering and caress her thighs.
few seconds that lasted an eternity.
do not know if it was to sober up or to make a patrol worthy of a soldier I did around the block before returning to the house.
The fact is that when I set foot on the threshold of the entrance, a spark made me feel a lot more stoned.


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Friday, June 22, 2007

What Kind Weave Rihanna Use

Job's Bar 6 (part 1)

Today nothing Job's Bar

Lester had closed because I had decided to take a day off.
" I'm going to visit my relatives in Ca San omasum and abomasum" told us all looking happy, maybe because of not having to spend the day to dry the usual cocktail glasses and serve.
So I stayed home.
Or rather in my cave, my den that was located at the condominium "Jasmine" Via Bagutta.
It was a great apartment, say he was more than suitable for me that I lived alone, without women and children in tow.
had everything that a stunned middle-aged singles could desire: a sofa in the contemplation of the television, a large refrigerator and a bed ready for action.
Often this action was (for me) in turn and turn over all the time, looking for the right position to catch sleep.
My palace is not a real key to much perfume, you know, vanilla, or a particular fragrance French brand, exotic, you caress the chin as a joke or want to invite you to dance.
Buquet That was a very "male" shoes left to air around the floor, socks and vests fugitives from the respective partner stragglers clinging to chairs in the kitchen. Not to mention then the dangerous chemical experiments of dirty dishes abandoned to their fate put in the sink, waiting for a wash still to be postponed.
Moreover, recently, I had the invasion of the wasps. Then the firefighters I stuff it in the shutters of the caisson tons of pallets of mothballs.
My God Versailles knew so senior ninety in a row for three hours at branches of social security.
just a drama.
So I rolled up my sleeves and made the difficult decision to call in order to try to give at least a semblance of cleanliness, of decency if nothing else, that it was my territory, my kingdom.
built it a list of things to do:

  • Hide more accurately the numbers of "Tits and motorcycles." Sort by number and place them on a shelf readily available
  • Place a rack in the bathroom

  • Racattare all the dirty clothes, and heaping them in the washing machine a bonfire

  • Wash the dishes and cutlery

  • Remember to wash the dishes and cutlery with a blowtorch

  • Scrape the patina of dirt from the floor (It's a shame, because it gives that little bit more experienced)

began the work of great vigor.
I later learned later from some of my neighbors, who felt not exactly reassuring noises coming from my apartment. Guilt
shelving unit that I had fallen on his foot (causing a flood of insults to all the gods of human history) or the ventriloquist of the kitchen sink? Hmmm ... Who knows.
However, the fact is that, at some point, taken from exhaustion from cutlery who would not just flaking out on their own, I convinced myself to throw them out the window like a man.
I went boldly on the terrace, which was then a mere half square inch of the sill, with a fossil of geranium to decorate everything.
I was holding the tray full of dishes.
I was assured that there was no one below.
So low to the ground floor there was only a desert of asphalt and was supposed to serve as a parking lot. Later I was going to recover and throw everything in the box mangiarifiuti. I just wanted the satisfaction of letting off steam.
Everything was ready.

" For the Banana Republic and Tamarinds Gathered for the test casting of the basin, prepares the athlete *** *** "shouted one speaker. And with it the cry of a crowd in a stadium surrounded by imagery in my head.
The majority of the public would surely be perceived as distinctly male one breath birroso definitely come from the stands. Then I put my hand cupped to his mouth. It was not the fault of the audience. That was me.
The race was neither too long nor too short. On my way there were obstacles. I was able to better coordinate my technical movements. A quick snap followed by intense efforts of the arms in the act of throwing the bullet as far as possible.
started the run.
was determined, confident, proud.
Nothing and no one could stop me.
I was now not far from the threshold of the terrace.
arms began to shrink, the grip of his hands became more narrow as to want to strangle the basin.
A block.
Something stopped me. All arrested. I looked around bewildered. The audience began to boo and throw objects in the field: bottles, cans, scooters ...
I tried to understand why I was stalled. A voice
. A female voice, not warm and inviting, but young and bright.

" did not seem to have guests at home," I thought, fine scratching the backside.
The voice came from outside, from outside the window. This time I looked with
furtively and cautiously, like a cat (a big cat, since I have never been physically small, still less agile).
the left side of my terrace there was another one, belonging to an extension different from mine. And
slightly leaning his elbows on the railing, there was a girl, a great girl (either), who was talking to the phone.

" Excellent! A beautiful stain for twenty years! This is what I would need a dirty old man on my level! "I said to myself, vehemently, raising his left eyebrow. Usually this was a sign of approval.
I continued to watch her, hidden behind the door of the door. I felt a little 'guilty but I could not help it. Perhaps because it was really nice too.
profile, nice, fraudulent, and that nice nose that was itching to heart (and perhaps elsewhere) were accompanied by a mouth agile and supple. He must have a captivating smile, to get lost, abandoned and sent to fuck the world. There is plenty to gab, indeed. The emphasis, however, I thought of my party (and passionate free-range) but a foreign country, possibly Europe. Then the green jersey short
that revealed the navel and those who left in shorts showing her cosciottine ... It was definitely too much for my track record of proven coronary artery disease.
How to take me? for a ride, we began a slight breeze, the hint of smog and steel plant, a move long light brown wavy hair that, from time to time, down to tease the white neck.
I wanted to bite, scratch, do it my own.
addentai I clumsily lip to try to keep on the mainland.
pollution created an original and nice effect "Arizona" in the sense that the atmospheric temperature is getting nearer and nearer to that of Death Valley. Mine too was rising.
perceive this increase in contemplating the curve geometrically perfect, which formed its back with the baby's bottom and legs.
I was hypnotized by her ankles, thin and light, just made for flying in the sky or the clouds or between the sheets. For me it would not make much difference.
Meanwhile, viewers come to attend to my test were displacing the stage making obscene gestures to my address and invited me to visit places inelegant.
They understood that that day there would be no jet bowl through the window.


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Will Witch Of Blackbird Pond Become A Movie?

Important news!

Opens a new blog!
  • MARGHERONCAGLIA

  • This space is edited by me and another mysterious person to whom little is known.
    E 'know, when it comes to religion in general, the mystery is the norm.
    Check it out and comment!
    chau

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    Thursday, June 21, 2007

    Period 3 Days Late Low Cervix

    commentary Atletico Balboa - Balboa vs Atletico Atletico Manonegra

    downloadable commentary is full of quarter-final between Atletico Balboa Manonegra.

  • First time


  • Second Half


  • Report: Gabbro
    technical comment: Luca Prandini

    Enjoy

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    Tuesday, June 19, 2007

    What Type Of Extensions Does Laura London Wear

    CDR.

    The radio commentary last match of group stage Atletico Balboa is now available.
  • First time


  • Second Half


  • Enjoy.

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    Saturday, June 16, 2007

    Hiding Bulimia From Parents Tips

    One year blog! Nunc est Bibendum!

    On June 15, 2006 opened its doors this blog clumsy.
    reinventing life took a couple of my old paperwork.
    Now things are different. After a year, the blog is old and kind of light wine that he was, is now becoming something more dense and substantial.
    The intention is to continue the experience. Then we see what happens. Double
    gift for my 25 readers! The football commentary
    meeting between 6-Atletico Balboa and Lombard, valid for the group stage of the tournament in the parish of Santa Teresa.
    Report: E @
    Technical Remarks: Luca Prandini.
    also spoke: Simone Ferrari, Stefano and Gianluca Davoli Station
    Half time: http://files-upload.com/302483/PrimoTempoAB-Longobarda.wav.html
    Range and the second time http://files-upload.com/302535/IntervalloeSecondoTempoAB-Longobarda.wav.html
    Each file weighs about 25 megs, then you better have a DSL or a lot of patience to download.
    's not all! Today I
    delights with another demonstration of my limited dexterity poetic. The text is always drawn from the space that I mentioned in my previous post.

    Greetings people and drink a Guinness in my exams
    and especially to my blog!


    Abstract: The author is sad that very few of those who comment on the its space.

    Ordunque I would no
    as a herdsman of Belluno
    I own that I would never know what to do if I had not
    your blog to comment
    Maybe chasing ducks in the park
    if I was not always so tired Perhaps
    truck Pavesini eat
    'd become obese but definitely
    Maybe I'll spend the time to go to women
    and furtively look under their skirts
    However, Lucy dear, do not fret
    that soon I'll take you I on the altar.
    avoid strange ruminations about my viaggioni
    do not let concerns, and
    not say "that two balls"
    at the sight of those words that will not have offspring



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    Wednesday, June 6, 2007

    Romeo And Juliet Mythological Allusions

    A poem (unlikely)

    Just got back home I decided to go to scuriosare between spaces of some of my msn contacts.
    happens then end up in one of my own knowledge of the neighborhood. Note: I told an acquaintance of mine, not a friend. His plan is all about ginger, very sweet, cinnamon, with all the colorful scrittine. Especially his last post, dedicated to the boyfriend. You know, when someone is linked to the brain (or what's left of it, or even some for it) is laid off; happens, it happened to me, I will come back to happen (forse. soooo maybe). Back to us, wrote the last post was dedicated to boyfriend as "statement" above, and also commented the same.
    aside any opinion on the content of comment, I left my trace ...
    is below what I scribbled on that unfortunate msn space.

    Oh Lucia
    In your eyes spring handsome
    darting pike
    the opossum fiery
    pigeon alcoholic.
    It 's a great dance of nature
    what about us hard
    which celebrates the eternal and
    our union in Canazei winters.
    respecting grammar,
    one thing for me automatically,
    with a few ellipses,
    not to let the pistol,
    write "that" correctly
    and not a "k" demented, the
    Then you learn the syntax
    's serious
    rogues cheat and then everyone knows that even the villains
    that love is not nice if you do not eat
    culatello
    last thing to forgive my
    Bride
    I invaded this pleasant place with a piece of obscene
    Yours Greetings
    E @ ... In a moment of total lack of clarity ...

    Thursday, May 24, 2007

    Velicity Von - Wikipedia



    Before graduating I thought that once you put the word "end" to the unruly university life I had a world of opportunities ahead of me. The reality, unfortunately, is quite different. The university is a happy island where you can cultivate high hopes and dreams of glory. But then again with the reality that must be reckoned with. A happy child jumping
    holding a origami He spent hours and hours, days and months to withdraw the paper perfectly. Compare a stranger. The child's proudly displays the result of much work and that, in response, blow your nose. The graduate is so
    . He studied five years to get a degree, until some years ago the highest. It looks much stronger commitment to the companies. One or two interviews already, and attitude change: it's hard to feel again that the theory does not count, you need experience. That is just one among many and can not provide any useful contribution to the company. So here is a nice ready unpaid internship. He has already done internship during college? Better, be more productive in his new placement. But I did not graduate? Is not it time that I make my entrance into the world of work? Yes, but the back door. Or the window.
    short, the university is full of false hopes .
    dreams die at dawn. But even if the morning is hard to get up and face the reality, it's nice to still have pleasant memories to lean on ...

    also mentions the song, just this evening, prompted me to reflect on the subject.
    Raise your hand if you are not recognized in at least one verse.
    few raised arms, right?


    Graduate - Sleeping

    Graduate,
    with a backpack full of plans a bit 'far-fetched
    is the second time in the history of a university student


    Thesis with belly,
    110 cum laude with congratulations of the Committee
    Brava! You did a looks impressive, but it is
    for you right now that it complicates the situation.
    Memories of that day with relatives in raptures,
    not as now
    pizza delivery service in the district, that wretched life!
    Homecoming
    chilly and the refrigerator is the Sahara Desert.

    You wonder: why are not born billionaire?
    You see, you're in your studio owner,
    a mortgage if you sign a parent
    hang your diploma in Science of Unemployment.

    I have done a good contract Co.Co.Co.
    Although I do not know what it means,
    I only know that from tomorrow I will have a job with a salary
    miserable I will manage

    Graduate,
    with a backpack full of plans a bit 'far-fetched
    With the revolutionary anger of a university student


    Graduate,
    that fairly reflect its depressing Italy
    dreams an extraordinary career, now take
    € 400 per month as a secretary


    It takes a lot of courage, if you
    flyer May

    With the disadvantage of the problems that can give you an old scooter Piaggio
    What is nailing without
    broth just before the journey begins ... If
    cries of desperation, no one here feels
    is like the receptionist in a call-center,
    part time, better than nothing
    solve people's faces, calling
    offends you, then you like this Italy

    confined by the Empire,
    looks like a slimy bag man who knocks at a home office, but none
    responds
    Moreover, it would be like threading a pair of bermuda
    a bison

    I have done a good contract Co.Co.Pro.
    Although I do not know what it means,
    I only know that from tomorrow I will have a job
    with a meager salary to arrive later this month

    Graduate,
    with a backpack full of plans a bit 'far-fetched
    Maybe it was a less bitter,
    when you were a college student

    Graduate,
    that fairly reflect its depressing Italy
    dreams an extraordinary career,
    now take € 400 per month as a secretary

    Italy is a Republic founded on Stage
    Training, and Master New Age
    Layoffs are on the agenda
    have a fixed place is like the lottery ...

    Saturday, May 12, 2007

    Anil Shah Chicago Reviews

    Graduate education is priceless ...

    A master at 600 €. Soon I would say, if we think that this new type of ultra vocational education is also the most expensive and elite, the market offers at the moment. Duration: 12 months. Wonderful, I sign up instantly! Yet reading the announcement, contained in the "stage", some doubt that the offer is not really that convenient for the student springs to mind ...
    "From 7 May 2007 to June 1, 2008 *** to be held in the Master in Journalism organized by the editors of ***. The MSc aims to provide knowledge, techniques and basic tools to enter the field of journalism online and print media. It is characterized by an active learning that uses examples, exercises and the formula of the laboratory. Teachers are journalists, professional and technical communication. The training includes: 50 hours of classroom activities ( lectures, tutorials, laboratory) and Internship duration of 12 months "

    12 months. unpaid internship. So, in summary, I will bestow 600 € (2 or 3 salaries paid internship ) and you taught me lessons in exchange for 50 hours (12 € who stray from my wallet every hour). Then I will soon be free labor for one year. You can not regard me as totally unnecessary and unproductive, unless you are willing to admit that your expensive lessons were not used to anything. Of course, the theory is one thing, practice is another. So why teach in the classroom? One year internship, alone, should be more than enough. A problem that then shows each stage offer, especially if prolonged, yet if only more open to candidates' self-employed and experience "of how to reconcile the fact that I provide a gain agency / company with the fact that I do not get rewarded for it?
    Hence the decision to submit the ad in question to the "Stage Awards. But only out of competition. Why? Well, the reason is obvious: a tender inviting the applicant to pay a fee of 600 € a year to work for free even outperform the fiercest opponent. To safeguard the seriousness of the competition so we are obliged to avoid unfair competition!

    Friday, May 11, 2007

    Arousal During Waxing

    the celebration.

    Dedicated to my friend to which I have great respect ... And nothing more, mind you!

    at the magnificent Royal Palace "Largo Florentia" was to hold the largest celebration of the country.
    was the birthday of the illustrious Princess Sabrina, the heir to the throne of the noble House of Simonini.
    The young woman was distinguished for his charity and generosity to the less fortunate: thanks to its vast culture and knowledge (especially in architecture and building) took steps to wetland tobagesche and there you have built new brick houses instead of the old slums. Had long known his infinite culture: from the age of seven years is perfectly capable of talking of Armenian literature and at the same time to master the concepts of nuclear physics. It helped to eliminate poverty by eliminating the poor thanks to his impressive personal militia, which consists of little friends of his brother, the Grand Chamberlain Valerio.
    The lobby of the building had been properly decorated for the party. Pederzoli breeding cats aroused a good impression: some had been used as garlands, others had been stuffed, resting on the furniture and placed in obscene poses.
    Insiders fireworks were those of the company "Davoli & Knight, author of explosions." They had stuffed an old Gilera barrels of gunpowder and other toys in general. According to their projects, should have taken the flight from a ramp specially prepared, and then draw in the sky noble silhouette of the princess.
    would have been impossible to count the number of guests: there were ministers, foreign diplomats, army generals, unscrupulous businessmen, the powerful feudal family and other personalities throughout their lives, have had the privilege of dealing with her beauty.
    on leave from the psychiatric hospital, Chiara Sedoni was presented with the Hannibal Lecter mask and shirt strength of carbon fiber with buckles. There is also the deputy
    Daniela Greek, the Catholic clerical extremist movement, in anguish for her older sister Claudia, who left for a trip to Patagonia.
    could not miss the Countess Giulia Bega, the black lady from Warsaw, darker than ever, with her partner, the mestizo Giovanni Ferrari (also called Gioffi, Cioffi, and Ciofle Soufflé) just returned from a mega concert at Budokan live with his group, "Minor Threat & the Beautiful inside." It was noted by his forelock, and imbrillantinato Ingell more than ever, resistant to the power of a Texas tornado.
    There was also a delegation of the inhabitants of the former marshes tobagesche: Liliana swings, dedicatasi hermitage and meditation at the distinguished University of Salerno, Fra Ferrari, family boy and reaction "cool" perverse ideas of Frederick Pinelli. Also in that area was also the provocative Alice Sirotti, alchemist of numbers and mathematical functions, and now good woman fearing the Lord.
    from foreign countries, and came away Maria Tognetti, except in some kind of slacker faculty at Bologna, Luca Prandini, known womanizer and indispensable pillar of the neighborhood group, Laura Arletti doctor addicted to evil experiments on hamsters and rabbits (also taken from Pederzoli farms).
    Back from a battle in Jutland Fabio Feelings was presented with Viking helmet and hammer of Thor and his clothes covered with studs. True metalhead, had long been known around the neighborhood to be a good drummer and, above all, an accomplished player of electric kazoo. They could be missing some Gianluca
    and Alexandra, the famous duo "Yellow" on tour with their self-titled play, also positively reviewed dall'irreprensibile Giorgio Albertazzi (Giorgio Albertazzi not know who he is? Bad for you! Ed).
    It also pointed out the answer to Paris Hilton Modena, Federica Nasi, a dress made entirely of bubble wrap and packaging material. It is the latest fashion in London, told a reporter ingrifato.
    to try to limit its excesses we were trying the worldly wise and intellectual Giulia Venturelli, dressed in a toga with a clear Aristotelian fashion.
    In the suit, however, Marika Manelli, fresh off the basketball game based on elbows, squashing and other inappropriate shots. Proudly showed the guests his knuckles covered in blood and three teeth gouged at an opponent. Then
    were also several external joints that had brought several gifts: dodo eggs, precious Chinese silks, diamonds from the Belgian Congo that killed dozens of miners, Persian rugs hand-sewn by children better at catechism classes at the Santa Teresa Parish, but also rarities and oddities made by fishing Baggiovara festival.
    Everything was ready. The servants wore the uniform for special occasions and it was so sleek that gave off its own light.
    The guests were drunk for most of Fernet and Dom Perignon and were anxiously waiting for her, alone, unique and ineffable Princess Sabrina.
    At one point, the lights dimmed and the Moscow Symphony Orchestra, conducted by Kalashnikov, began to sing a song to herald the advent of the celebrated among mortals.
    Then the vision!
    His grace lit up the hall and made her faint smile tickling the heart to many of the guests.
    seems out of a Walt Disney film, "said someone. In Indeed, its elegance made her belong to an ethereal world, conceivable only in your mind.
    Her long dress of innocence gigliesco suggests the softness of her ankles and her dress discreetly enclosed with the generosity of its forms, leaving behind discoveries boldly.
    do with blessing, raised his hand, sweet and nice, to greet the cheering crowd and his charisma shone throughout the room. Simply delicious
    was his neck that was adorned with a masterpiece of jewelry, a necklace of platinum, diamonds and white gold, priceless. Some even fainted with emotion.
    And the face ... What a face!
    There are women who need to look pretty impressive work restructuring based mortars, creams, powders and various dyes.
    But then there are those really beautiful with a quick brushstroke can issue an indescribable charm. And the Princess Sabrina could not be in the latter category.
    The long black hair and perfumed, smooth course (remember, note) were collected with a tiara and accompanied by refinement to be done to embarrass Miss Italy.
    The young noblewoman descended the stairs with a light yet firm and determined to do.
    was greeted with applause and throwing roses that seriously wounded a couple of photographers, but did not see much to avoid distracting the audience. The heir to the throne kissed
    a baby, healed a cripple and had three badges inside, then greeted with a deep bow to his parents' gifts, the organizers of this magnificent event.
    The father, who knew a lot, was very pleased with everything.
    was time for cake!
    Possenti slaves imported from Nubia introduced a huge chariot inlaid wood, depicting idyllic scenes, carrying a cake of sponge cake so high, that the bakers were forced to actively climbing with a lot of Nepalese Sherpa in tow.
    Chef Tony personally handed a Miracle Blade knife with the handle made, fitted, cut the first slice.
    A fresh breath, like a gentle breeze on Twenty-one candles and echoes throughout the hall:
    Greetings, O Princess! Happy Birthday!

    Wednesday, May 9, 2007

    How Does Simethiconework

    Salary? Percentage of sales! No Money

    surfing the net (very useful to sleep) I came across two job offers from by the same agency. So far nothing unusual. Working conditions and salaries are provided, however, very strange. Here are the details:
    1) ACCOUNT MANAGER Contract

    other

    Salary
    20% of sales (No fixed, incentives and career opportunities)

    2) Develop HTML / ASP / PHP Contract

    other

    Salary
    30 % of turnover


    Ok, the contract should be defined. Ok, the form of pay is more suited to a representative to a computer (and drive where we?). But the account manager (at least 7 years of experience) that you try to slam customers do not feel offended by the fact that any developer of any level, take a fat 10 percent more than him? And then, that "No fixed, incentives and career opportunities" is deliberately ambiguous in the future to prevent the employee claims more rights or surplus position?

    As always thank the agencies for these pearls. Now I was really sleep ...

    Monday, May 7, 2007

    Carbon Monoxide Mouth

    Awards - First Stage Awards nomination

    After the great success (most unexpected) of the Stage Awards, inaugurated today a new category on your report: the Awards No Money!
    I present now the first job.
    Award "Competent and availab but not retribuited" to (I obscured the name of modesty):
    "*** The club is looking for lovers of literature, cinema, theater, art and music to be included within the editorial team of the magazine's ***. If you wish to propose as a columnist, please e-mail to the Head of section for which you are bringing your application, highlighting the matters to which you have acquired greater expertise (eg philosophy, contemporary art, English literature, classical music ....) must be attached to e-mail: Your curriculum vitae , a review article (no more than 1,000 characters) on a topic relating to the theme selected. Before deciding whether to propose the candidacy in order to avoid misunderstandings and unpleasant surprises, Keep in mind that: items will not be paid, each item must ensure (at least) one article per month, participate in the establishment of a journal requires a certain amount of time then consider whether your schedule is compatible with ***, like any periodic, there are time constraints for submission of articles and failure to deliver results in the termination of cooperation. The items that will be eligible to receive an email confirmation. The application form shall be considered rejected if no response from the club for a period of 30 days from the date of dispatch.

    Justification: "A demand from the enthusiasts a level of competence and assiduousness excessive for a collaboration unpaid. The honesty that borders on arrogance exudes the announcement, suggesting that anyone who works is almost due to the magazine, which requires time and effort (the specification) but does not indicate what it gives in return (visibility? Affection? Esteem? Sympathy ? certainly not money).

    Every time I read such ads (inside, it is worth noting, under JOBS), I wonder if the formula is a dreamer who has or who's really clogging the box cv. If there is someone interested in you, tell me: happy to send him all the references to contact the advertiser. Besides offering tasty so do not leave it go!

    Thursday, April 26, 2007

    Fart Fantsy Stacey Fields Free

    - Fourth and Fifth Stage Awards nomination

    Two new categories for Stage Awards, the succession of donated discutubili internship offers from the network that would be hilarious if it were true.

    Award "I do not want the moon mica, but the sun and stars" :
    "the objective of the internship will be to conceive and create the website dedicated to Business TV solutions and communications services video media. Together with the candidate will be designed for communication and implementation of corporate website and the material information necessary to show the best platform. We intend to build content video and multimedia presentations to communicate the potential of the solution. The candidate will then design a solution for integrated communications conducted - a design concept - the content - the section of the website. We are looking for a junior designer with knowledge of the major software applications for the creation of a website and characterized by media. "
    Reason: "for trying to tie an intern a job worthy of a senior, identifying the 'Goals' of the Stage (free) is not in the training of the candidate, but in the interest of the agency." With this in mind we decided to give this announcement the prize "gall."

    And the last but not least (I imbalance, is my favorite) ...


    Award "resistance to stress (even for reading the ad)" , "appearance is everything" , "so you do not pay" and "because the stage is beckoning you with training the carotene intake " :
    services firm for communications, select no. A female intern. The resource will address the incoming mail sorting, filter calls that are received on site, alongside Hostess-Promoters responsible for the selection, contact human resources and contract management and customer, will play back-office tasks and active support in the management of large corporate events or otherwise. We require: strong dialectical skills, excellent organizational skills and excellent knowledge mastery PC, office suite, email, internet good susceptibility to interpersonal flexibility in working hours ability to work as a team appreciated the resistance to stress fluent English spoken and written at least high school diploma Drivers ages 20 - 25 years seriousness and confidentiality dynamic trluy . The internship will last from 3 to 6 months, with the possibility of recruitment, therefore question internship. There are no reimbursements. Please send Curriculum Vitae with pictures. The Curriculum without photos will not be taken into account.
    Reason: "for having suggested to the candidate a free hell, where his nerves will be put to the test, to have contradicted any rules (however vague) on stage, they become learning not for the presence of a tutor who follows the student, but for the vague prospect of an assumption, for pointing out the photo, and then the appearance, as the basic requirement for the assessment of the candidate, even if it promises a use as a supermodel, had not even planned for a refund, for recommending to abstain when the wasters wasters do not respond to such offers, but they write them, for not even apologize to readers, and most importantly, the unemployed, for a such offer. "

    The organization of the Stage Awards sincerely thanked the agency for such a pearl, and took leave of his audience waiting to find other items of the same caliber. The hope is therefore not to create new editions soon.

    Meanwhile Vote, Vote, Vote!

    Wednesday, April 25, 2007

    Pain Nose Bridge Swelling

    - Second and Third Stage Awards nomination

    New Appointment with the Stage Awards, a competition that rewards the most absurd and degrading offer of "work" kindly offered by Network Following the two very prestigious categories in the race today.

    Award gall:
    Wanted graphic / commercial maximum 28 years, able to work independently on programs such as PhotoShop, CorelDraw and minimal knowledge of DreamWeaver. Appreciate good looking and good dialectical capacity, own car. Specify the preference between part-time and full-time.

    Reason: "for requesting between the lines previous experience in a bid to stage it should be (in a perfect world) a timid approach of the first young people in the world of work"


    Award " gentil concession:
    1) looking for a showroom / intern or even to his early experiences working for the campaign period with the role of sales assistant showroom.

    2) Graphics / or first experience with knowledge of Photoshop, Illustrator, Freehand, InDesign, with great passion, creativity, technique and determination.

    Reason: "for pointing out that the trainee can" also "be his first experience" Candidates of 26 years with decades of experience will, however, some favorites ...

    Sunday, April 22, 2007

    Worth To Become A Dentist

    - the first application

    today inaugurate a new section, the Stage Awards - the "best" offers of work from the Internet presents
    Here is the first application, stating the reasons:

    Award "so on and so forth" :
    Communication Agency requires students to Stage as Copywriter - Graphic Designer - Art Director - Assistant Account (FRA ING languages TED written and spoken) - Web Programmer - Web Designer.
    Reason: "to be managed with a single listing, free of charge to rebuild the entire staff of the Agency."
    Recall that, in compliance, the agency should have at least 30 employees to meet the trainee ratio of 1 every 5 employees.

    At the start the voting!

    Thursday, April 19, 2007

    Tattoos Over Stretch Marks

    Uses and abuses of half training / 3

    Continuing analysis of the Ordinance and subsequent amendments, catches the eye another article, not only slyly glissando, but sometimes broken in a clamorous. Employers can accommodate trainees in relation to the business, the following limits:

    a. companies with no more than five permanent employees, a trainee;

    b. with a number of permanent staff of between six and nineteen, no more than two trainees at the same time,

    c. with more than twenty permanent employees, trainees in no more than ten percent of those employees at the same time.

    How many times we happened to observe firms populated by interns beyond the limits allowed by law? And how come no body control to prevent such situations?

    scrolling the articles in the decree is nowhere any reference to possible assumptions at the end of the stage, no justified if we consider the internship as a pure moment training, and do not abuse tended to replace "legally" apprenticeship, paid and performed in full optical recruitment. The common formulas "possible inclusion at the end of the stage" to put mo 'of window dressing in the queue many ads are so misleading footnotes in most cases, not required by law and held only enticed the candidate looking for a of certainty post-internship. The companies that really take on interns are actually very few.

    What to do? The law should be clearer in many places, particularly in limiting the internship period to the university or the months immediately after graduation (in that case with a refund required) to avoid the systematic replacement of the apprenticeship. For our part, we can decide whether to reject or make fun of us, even painfully, offers an interesting appearance in the name of a series of rights that applied to the stage wildly trampling shameless. As we have seen, the gratuity of the stage, in the light of the original spirit of the law is fully correct. It is not under the circumstances. So boycott unpaid internships may be the first step towards the undermining of a system not affected by crafty interpretations. Because, after all, the work must pay. Always.

    Wednesday, April 18, 2007

    How To Read Safeway Pregnancy Test

    Uses and abuses of half training / 2

    Too bad that a rule broadly shared ends up making the case of companies, large or small, looking for stop-gap roles are very heterogeneous and, in the absence of another, would constitute an output in terms of money. Nothing better than an intern from "form" to fill these pieces, sometimes even marginal cost to zero or nearly so.

    And speaking of training, placements are made on the basis of special agreements between the promoters and the public and private employers. At the convention, which may involve several internships, it is attached a training and orientation for each placement, including:

    a. objectives and modalities of providing training for students in connection with the training courses conducted at the premises of origin;

    b. the names of the guardian appointed by the promoter and the company;

    c. the identification of insurance referred to in Article 3;

    d. the duration and the period of performance of internship;

    e. the corporate sector input.

    short, a sort of training program that the company would be required to observe during your internship. In fact, with the exception of vague references to duties and safeguards (insurance-only) of the trainee, these points are rarely reported in black and white, with inevitable loss of the subject in question, often completely unaware of the tasks that lie ahead and the very purpose of the Stage. Continue



    Monday, April 16, 2007

    Are Doral Tires Expensive?

    Uses and abuses of a half training / 1

    It will perhaps be understood by those of the general idiosyncrasy this blog to the institution-stage and, in particular, its specious engagement in the socio-economic Italian. As if to say, we like to do different italioti, anyway ... The complaints relate to interns essentially common points, the total lack of training, allocation of degrading tasks, sometimes non-existent through reimbursements. In the face of increasingly common extreme situations, the desire to see clearly is necessarily based on an analysis of texts, those, I mean, that should guide a firm hand with practical application. As often happens, however, the law is incomplete and, worse, subject to numerous interpretations, needless to say used by companies to take easy as economic loopholes.

    Born as an antechamber of the work, to be activated especially for university study not yet completed the practical training or internship (pronounced in French, please!) Had to be the intent of training issued a sort of buffer between studies and work and not a replacement for the classic, and paid apprenticeship. According to the decree n.142 of March 25, 1998, issued by the Ministry of Labour and Social Security, " to achieve moments of alternate study and work in the educational processes and to facilitate the professional choices through direct knowledge of the job market, internships are promoted training and orientation in favor of persons who have completed compulsory education under the law of December 31, 1962, No 859. " Clear, no? This is only a real "school work" in many ways even desirable in a school system too often disconnected from the actual reality of the working world. The total lack of references to reimbursement of expenses should therefore be viewed in this way. We were never paid to go to school? No, quite the opposite ...

    Continue

    Sunday, April 15, 2007

    How Do I Know If A Scorpio Male Lost I

    The future lies elsewhere ...

    Delo, in "Young people do not want to work!" gave us a very significant comment that we have deemed worthy of the homepage. The report in its entirety:
    "Young. nothing worse than feeling call it .. when you feel him ninety years. Young people: we have the world in his hands, the future all the projects between our fingers. and instead we are anonymous figures that drag into silence in a precarious life. It is not just work. We're off, crushed by the daily nonsense. Not all. Obvious. between those who live there and smiles ringtones colored nails and I screwed up. And there are those who feel uncomfortable a puppet, manipulated by a system that should be reset. I would also like another life. I want a well paid job, I would like to legality, I would respect. I would not always be so. I want to laugh too. Precarious means only one thing: lack of planning. Do not arrive over the next week. Let's hear it. We do not have many choices. Let's hear it. Shit we are really so many. "
    I can only agree fully. It is rooted in a belief that young people should be an expression of vitality and hope for the future. Of course, if you do not have them that they still have your whole life ahead and, presumably, all the illusions still intact! Well, it's time to think about this: young people do not believe and not hope for more. Whoever is guilty, must be met: the company seemed impossible. A friend of mine, which will shortly celebrate the "silver engagement," he surprisingly announced that he changed his plans and postpone until a later date his marriage: "You know, we gain little and insecure, how can we keep? ". Great good question. I think if the put a lot of people. There are too many unknowns in everyone's life. Too many uncontrollable variables. What time the job becomes one of them is just too much. Postpone their plans of life (getting married, having children, buying a house or car, plan a future bright and cloudless horizon of anxiety or uncertainty) not for their own demerits, but due to a system that seeks the benefit of few at the expense of stability of many is unacceptable. Delo reported the problem working on a deeper level, within. There are only removing the work "stable". We are removing the desire to plan and carry out projects, especially in the long term. Some people may like arrabatta, trying to ignore the seriousness of the situation (some of us can do), and who tries to get out of quicksand, making escape this continually stretched as it is towards the coveted goal of the "future better, at least in part to control and within his power. Maybe it's time to realize that we are stealing their lives. Maybe it's really time to say "enough". But no "elder" would never fight for lost causes or for seemingly unattainable goals. So, in spite of everything, let us remember that we are young. Riappropriamoci of our dreams and our programs. And, even if they are out of fashion, we start to think that the future is in our hands. Maybe things will change. I hope so. Yeah, "hope" is a step forward ...

    Saturday, April 14, 2007

    Meralgia Paresthetica And Yoga And Pregnancy

    My Dear Cat ...

    Mirko Gatto is a very good boy, although, occasionally, sends me chain letters that I do a little 'hard to bear.
    So I sent him an e-mail.

    "Dear Cat ...

    If I come back to send chain letters, starting from the next day when I opened the mail to you the following things:
    After one day, your hair will start to take the thickness of a cable from the galleon and it will be impossible to walk because of the excessive weight of your head.
    After two days, your hands begin to wave praising metal, such as \\ m /, you can not help it.
    After three days, your mom will tell you that you have been found in Lidl in a case of Fink Brau and that was a total dance the story of the stork.
    After four days, the president Ozzy Osbourne dichiarirà outlaw music Tunca, announcing the closure of all of your entertainment places.
    After five days, your voice becomes shrill as that of Platinette and will be the subject of general derision.
    After six days, for a geezer postal items are delivered to your home bearers of bad luck, like cats blacks, scales and timetables under which they pass on the Friday always falls on the seventeenth. On the seventh day you'll be
    quietly walking through the wide streets of Magreta when a truck stopped next to you, mysteriously, will be reversed and disperse all its content of molasses on you. Then, the farmer Alberto Frigeri, back from a hard day's work in the fields will not prevent the overthrow of his seed cart. In which, while Mrs Morbidelli, from her balcony, her empty pillow goose feather, not noticing your presence. So you're a battuffolo a certain size, molasses, corn, feathers and pens. So, wandering through your town you will be mistaken for the monster Tabina (Stefano Buffagni) and you will be imprisoned for having disturbed the public peace.

    Dear Cat, I hope have been exhaustive in explaining what fate will be waiting for me if other chains will come from you.

    With the most cordial greetings and friendly.

    Gabbro "

    E @

    Pregnant, Thick Yellow Discharge

    Young people do not want to work! Du iu

    Sometimes I think the sense of hearing is a traitor and rebel. The view, by comparison, is an adoring puppy, not disrespect, it leaves no direct object. Hearing no. He takes every sound, every stimulus, even the most annoying or the most annoying. Whether we like it or not. To get rid of not just turn his face. So when you travel on public transport, in contact with total strangers in the memory is lost as soon as you arrive at your destination, happen to hear pretty much everything. Also irritating speeches. Yesterday, during a train trip happened: four ladies, who did not even have the excuse of old age, complained of young people. "They do not want to work, spend their days watching television, and then you do not understand why the world is falling apart." In these cases docet Dante: "Do not treat yourself to them but look and pass." Sure, but the Merry Wives made me think about a widespread belief that I am not even an order: that the work exists and that the unemployed are likely to blame them. I spent months and months to send cv to agencies and businesses, believes that a degree taken "in progress" and with the highest marks, coupled with three years of work experience counts for something. Balle! Better this way: if I knew what to expect I would have spent many years in the cotton wool university. "It is possible that you can not find work," my mother repeated to me "you're not really trying." It reminded me that we must be content that the mess is hard for everyone, that I moved in my part because there was no work and are stupid to pay rent in a city dear to make the unemployed. Absolutely right. One finally arrives Stage. An internship does not work. The precise because the two are, in my view that is ill-suited to the current reactionary legislation, quite distinct: we work to make money, otherwise it is voluntary. We arrive at the description of the much coveted Stage: 8 hours per day of "stagismo" degrading and not paid. No prospects, since the agency did not assume, no fee, but I had to take lunch at the bar and pay me the means. Moral of the story: my mother has reviewed all of his beliefs and told me to let go. When reality exceeds imagination. And the four travelers Merry Wives? Well, maybe you have known some young man who spends the day watching TV (but there is still the viewer?), but perhaps someone should explain to them that, given the way things are going, it is more profitable to stay at home in slippers to give a free stage and hopeless ...

    Friday, April 13, 2007

    Free Basketball Gym In New York

    Spich inglisc?


    happens more often to encounter, including newspapers and TV, whining in common by humanity for sorting and varies around the approximate form taken by many CVs sent to companies. Trivial typing errors accompanied with blatant grammatical blunders, all cloaked by a layout maybe not quite to European curriculum, are zealous to that of HR one more reason to throw away the hopes of the poor and ignorant candidate. All understandable, for charity, but why not take a look on the other side of the fence, in no man's land where trained monkeys, apparently locked in basements poorly ventilated areas, draw up job worthy of a gallery of horrors? Horned and clubs, the unemployed looking for a decent future are thus forced to read gems of unintentional microcomicità. The Pearl of the week, drawn from the cauldron of Infojobs and elaborated by Vedior (compliments ...), there is signaled by Ceci:

    looking for a company operating in publishing a chart that has attained at least 3 years experience in the field. The candidate will be responsible for newspaper layout, must have good knowledge of the following Methods: makintosc, fotoshop, illustrator, indesine. It offers a one-year contract. Area: Milan south

    Sure, why not also require Uindous, or Fairfox Pauerpoint? Pauerpoint s useless, the better the whole package ... Öffis

    Thursday, April 12, 2007

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    We are all busy ...

    Finally I found out! For months I was tormented by a dilemma: how is it that the media continue to argue that the unemployment rate is going down while I and many people around me, unfortunately, continue to be wholly or partly for a walk? The answer came to me quite unexpectedly, while attending the new program, Fabio Volo, "French Italian". A component Isfol (Institute for the training of workers) said that our beloved unemployment rate is actually declining, because you just do the odd jobs to be counted among the employed. The reason is obvious: the labor market has changed, but the indicators taken to calculate the real situation were not in step. And so a part-time, either horizontal or vertical, just sad to leave the circle of the unemployed, but not enough to just make ends meet. I finally removed any doubt. I feel enriched. But one question has stayed with me: who does an internship is occupied or unoccupied? Personal experience I have no doubt about the substance. The trainee often does a remarkable job, not always inferior to the salary but certainly more degrading: it is located to perform all the activities that the boss would never dream, even for preservation instinct, of delivering benefits to employees, besides the work for which it was taken (by making coffee with photocopies). In the face of television programs that present them as idiots and kids-nothing, in search of training credits for faculty of dubious value. The stage, as visitors can tell the past, is a "work": you make the "bunch" and generates wealth for the company. But in You really does not matter, since you, "Young True" (as in say Bisio "Alfonso 2000"), you're there to learn, not to be squeezed like a lemon, and if you're not in the game there are hundreds of your peers are ready to become juice for you. Ok, it's ranks. But since I bring you a profit, at least give me a refund, and if you ask & experience autonomy is obvious that it will be a real job, without "trial periods" (medieval heritage limited to those who have years of experience to be enforced) or apprenticeships (there are, but why use them when they impose a wage by law?). After this long digression, I return to my question: are the stages of the forms of employment? Because if so we are proud of our high level of foreign social and economic welfare: estimating that in principle are free or reimbursement of expenses, could be regarded as "occupation" even hobbies, not to mention the voluntary ... between trainees and then, fans of football, cinema, painting, crafts, card games, bowling, etc.. Italian unemployment rate is close to 0. In short, we die of hunger, but at least keep up the national pride!

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    I had already given enough in the" famous "Classroom Teaching of English.
    Two and a half hours I had destroyed the PC side.
    Manco had spent the time watching the little women nude , I thought.
    was Wednesday.
    The piadineria was closed.
    As usual I went to the pizzaria.
    Set menu: or Margaret, or Naples.
    The pizzas were not as large as normal ones, but not as small as the usual pizzas.
    I call them "Pizzotti.
    Two and Ceres, did the landlord, who then was a simple pizza.
    Basso, quick, deftly wielding the blade and within minutes my meal was ready and steaming. Then it was also very attractive to the condition of half a stone that would give me the beer.
    Strangely, the silence of the living room.
    There was no one sitting at the tables, except for a middle-aged man.
    On the front of her, she held a crumpled can of Heineken. His
    Pizzotti was open, above the tray. The cool was doing.
    He had a slight dusting of beard on a face anonymous, such as one sees so many around.
    His hands were ungenerous, stocky, stout shoes and his anti-accident were stained with mud and earth. Probably a bricklayer. The
    suio eyes pointed outside the window, into the street.
    A look hard to forget.
    Tired, defeated, waiting for something, someone.
    With a warm kiss of fact, the sun greeted the city, the neighborhood and always that way that the man was watching, questioning, to get some kind of answer.
    bit into the pizza listlessly, without hope, in a slow, dusty.
    Of the boys came noisily and broke the ignoble harmony of the moment.
    He pretended to nothing.
    not consider any.
    In his world there was only one Pizzotti.

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    Tuesday, April 10, 2007

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    Last night, watching Reservoir Dogs, I came the inspiration for this new post. I do not watch much television. I limit myself to a few carefully selected programs, three or four. Reservoir Dogs is one of them. Do not expect a particularly busy thinking about wear, politics, racism, fraud or other: it is not my goal and do I think this is the right place (or I am the person best suited to do so). Do not try to tear out blood from a turnip. Instead, as usual, I will speak of my beliefs, and how these may become increasingly inadequate. Faced with free stage I have always said: "I go to these conditions rather than as a volunteer ... paid to unpaid, at least do something I believe without enriching the companies. " For a change I was wrong. Last night thanks I found the Hyenas c he volunteers a refund (in the case of 40 € per day). Reason: you can not expect the kids to pass the day free to do fundraising. The reality has given a new thrust of my few certainties. We then officially announced that from today I will not look any more offers of work (from good graduate work I can not even aspire to dream), I will keep to the contrary, ears outstretched trying to pick up any signal in the course of research volunteers. I do not expect to earn € 4500 per month as the "volunteers" unmasked in TV service, do not have enough hair on my stomach. But surely I can aspire to a higher salary of many stages: on the other hand, it is impossible not easily overcome the threshold of € 0 ...

    Friday, April 6, 2007

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    Today I feel administered. I know, it's not like getting up in the morning, dazed and sweaty after an unexpected sex, nervous or simply out of place. A little 'cold water, remove the dough to take taste of the captain's mouth, a clean pair of pants and jacket bought in good balance is more than enough to soak up those feelings. But not today, today they are given and my body is found thrilled, blown away by euphoria paradoxical that still fails to manifest itself in all its depressing reality. But I'll never fuck? A medicine? A suppository, such as that from small Zeppelin, the complicity of the aircraft sounding name, we thought we would fly? No, today I start my work in a bookstore. To be administered, in fact. So I suppose the agency said the interim, the Vaseline smile permanently inside the happy hour. "Your satisfaction is our best reward!" Where have I heard this phrase? Certainly it does not make me more comfortable. Certainly, abandonment for two weeks any extension the gorgeous world of unemployment, promptly grabbed after graduating in letterechetantononcicombininulla. Come on, who cares? At least, according to what I suggested the homunculus, a graduate in humanities can only find in the library's ideal medium. A lover of books, including books, prompter polite to customers carefully and scrupulously.

    Behold, then, well-ironed shirt, pants and immaculate smile, ready for my first day of temp work at a shop in one of the largest publishers of our Radiant country. Hugs and kisses, we begin to ease, cash, stock, stock, cash, stock, warehouse, warehouse ... The days, weeks, there's the long-awaited extension. Via the shirt visible, the bright red uniform of order, with labels in a conspicuous place else then the director is angry. Something back ... I do not graduate, letters, books, contact with the public, humanities ... And while I only ever see the warehouse, plus a parade of acrobats and lackeys in the wake of a window dresser, a homosexual who claims to have the books by color. Bright colors, eh, now I'm mad! Customers there are way more and they find in Dostoevsky Gardening swearing that he saw Sandrone Dazieri doubtful wandering between fiction for children and other administration ... I humbly seek to assert our reasons for human ends, books including books, but the result of high-class boutique has now taken center stage. That you people are you doing here? Behind open boxes, and give yourself a move! The given does not fully understand their role and in the grip of a total identity crisis (but I was not supposed to? It seems to me much about being a jerk, now ...) it is expected, very serious mistake, mister with Vaseline, most unctuous and condescending than ever. "But never mind, this job is tailor-made for her, see, that things will improve dramatically." But things do not improve, and Mr. Tape is laughing with Miss Cutter, my inseparable colleague. I turn and given a degree in philosophy, poor fellow, is lost behind the shelves, gobbled up by a huge box. I do not find themselves more ...

    Meanwhile, Mr Happy Hour has done a nice round of phone calls with the management staff of the publisher. In a given sector 7G showed signs of impatience with the tasks assigned. "You see, dear, high balls are sincerely concerned for your incipient depression. It is the climate of the company, the love that we try every day to spread a turnover shots, smiles and colors. Get well administered, so the end of the extension trecentotrentaseiesima we still joyfully extended. "What do I do? For the remaining weeks of the contract leaving the last shred of dignity and I start totally at the service of the company, so immersed in Lavorodellamiavita to go out with the evening and Adhesive Tape Cutter, now drinking buddies and anecdotal sad. Useless. The Big Boss has been forever branded the rebel administered and the extension does not come. Reason? For months I have behaved badly with clients, I never smile (but if I miss a paralysis that Renato Balestra ...) and I carefully made my cocks. And I thought I wanted to hunt for mild complaints about the job is not stipulated in the contract! You fool! No, I hunt for a hologram must have committed these atrocities in my absence ... I'm leaving, no longer administered. Ah, someone has given me a rectal foreign body burns ... ...

    Thursday, April 5, 2007

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    University.

    just got to the station, I immediately struck the incredible stench of piss.
    People, gray, was expelled from the trucks, gray, and laid in this city, more gray.
    not really miss the beginning of class.
    Better raise your heels and out of the gate of the bicycle storage.
    are outside the free zone.
    I am in the city. An oriental woman gives
    stomach on the sidewalk in the border and is supported by what is, perhaps, would be his companion.
    A welcoming committee of exception, no doubt about it, I thought to myself.
    at a good pace I walked to the university, with determination imbracciai mp3 player and gave me a nice office with a healthy dose of music. From what I was wretched
    pedestrian (and which still are), I faced the hyper-mega-maxi-crossing with great contempt of danger, with somersaults and pirouettes on the hoods of cars and trucks and motorcycles between spectacular pirouettes.
    The road was monotonous, and straight to my destination. The only hints of color were the record shops and two nearby high school students: mostly boys assembled as best, posing as great lords in the mouth with blond hair and even a little face on the beard.
    After the road and crossed the parquet, I come victoriously at the university, the temple of knowledge, the house of knowledge, the terraced house of education, the building of culture ...
    ground floor. Utter desert. There is none. The classrooms are all on the upper floors.
    And so I just have to enter the elevator and transported, elevated to a new form of knowledge. I imagine an almost ethereal atmosphere and idyllic separate students who discuss current affairs, history and contemporary literature, pretty girls about philosophy, art and politics ...
    The elevator door opened. My
    turbosogni were interrupted by a couple of shaves and they were talking about the "Big Brother".
    A blow below the belt.
    with dismay and disgust, I leave and I head for the sacred coin-operated machine that, thanks to mysterious alchemical processes, would then deliver coffee sorely desired.
    Neanchei time to put hand to the door-coins that are caught by a tamarro. The degree of Ingell hair and the amount of brief exposure to the public understand that it was a "Tabbozzo grade 5.
    Hey you, she says, want to buy an eyeball?
    No, I do not think I can serve, I say with a certain uneasiness.
    're eye, you may need them in the future, he is showing me a dirty flick boxcutter gelatine and blood. Then she goes to bother some other unsuspecting freshman like me.
    Something that I definitely can not fail to note is the exceptional abundance of women. The corridor
    it is full. You
    horde that has made a real invasion.
    And I'm alone, abandoned to my fate against this murderous tide.
    of girls there are for all tastes.
    Fighine, all drawn, as if they were going to dance in the most famous clubs of the Riviera.
    Punk-rocker, but few present, praising to Sid Vicious. Their backpack is covered with a harlequin brooches and pins.
    "normal", however, are remarkable for their simplicity, their elegance, the charm of their gaze, or the ease with which you put her hair behind her ear.
    After this rush of hormones would start absolute time of the first lesson. All
    classroom!
    The room was full of frightened sheep. I try to make bolder knowledge, to identify and identify with the group.
    I'm just a vague point in the pile.
    all ask the same question: how will the prof?
    Alto? Skinny? With bowler hat and monocle? With a green blazer? With the white shoes with blue polka dots? I pictured myself, imagining it with a robe, white, emanating its own light, his face sweating wisdom, with hands that fluttered in the air at high concepts to explain, his voice quiet but peremptory that he refreshed our minds hungry for knowledge. My
    rinstupidimento was come to his senses from the entrance of the teacher in the flesh. A man
    medium size, ripe, with black hair on his head exploded, but small eyes darting, shielded by thin glasses.
    not have any but a green blazer jacket lanaccia leaden and her blue polka dot shoes are not real but fake leather brownish, chestnut type.
    Gentlemen, welcome to the university, said in a voice baritonante. The style and composure are the same as the presenter of the international festival of military bands.
    His papers are laid on the desk: books, folders and leaflets are on the table like a whale stranded on the shore.
    This is for you the beginning of a long and difficult, you will be the future leaders, said gonfianfo the chest. The latter
    sketched a statement puzzled smile. I'm in the "future leaders"? Well, I have some doubts about it.
    Around me, many seem to my own opinion.
    Some chewing gum, on the banks who made artistic "fool the reader, who winks at women, who are dedicated to aeronautics paper and those who, like me, writes cavolatelle (all really happened), without thinking too much about.
    So began a new challenge.
    will be interesting to have a real purpose.
    will tackle challenging topics more exciting as the prospect of amenities or accidental processes of rock formation: I remember with great regret the times when I had to relate with things like the old days.
    Now it differently: the study is now almost competitive. I approach new subjects that intrigue me, tickle me and give me a little push to go further, to move forward more and more the sign. I challenge myself, I look and see where I can get.
    It is a thrill, a pinch, a shock, that is simply indescribable.

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