Monday, November 30, 2009

Five Weeks Pregnant And Cervical Mucus

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My friend is sick. The grandmother of Milo, my son also; like Jerome, his daughter also. The neighbor and her little girl well ... I think
: what is the relationship between pandemic flu and pandas?
I wanted to write a little note about the votes that held this Sunday, but his eyes keep me and the heart is not ... that's why the ticket is so short.

Icarus Super alright ...

Saturday, November 28, 2009

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Thursday evening, I had very very sore eyes (thank you in passing Funambuline who supported me from 18.00 to 19.30): I'm going to bed after removing my lenses. From the bathroom I headed toward the bedroom. I wore my glasses, so to easily find my bed. I put my glasses in their case that was on my nightstand. The animal must have introduces an entirely underhanded in the room while I sleep. He probably took the binoculars so delicate, and crouched in a corner of his room (his kennel). I do not know what could happen during the 8 hours before my alarm clock. Opening her eyes I groped for my glasses without finding them. So I lifted and surprised not to have been stormed by the animal like every morning for 10 months, I headed to his room which is located in the corridor and I found him curled up decked out a strange look. Of his mouth more than a branch of plastic black suspect. I approached my face myopic his mouth and that's when I discovered that not only was there a branch sticking out of his nose bastard but also a broken glass, I took care to leave it where it was hoping he chokes in terrible suffering. Taken with remorse, I ended up removing the piece of glass with anti-reflective and thinned from the jaws of the monster. After
is nothingness, a feeling of dizziness came over me and I can not remember anything. Except those few tears streaming down my cheeks.

FYI: Yesterday morning I had to do a mailing to my producer and he had to I write 3 small pages of a document that has been waiting for two days.

PS: FYI, my glasses were new, very new and I have an abscess on the cornea. I'll kill him.

I dedicate the photo identification of criminal Ilana thou hast not found as it is called Icarus Super and not vice versa.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Traduzione Di La Quemona

"Icarus Super kill me" I met a fool

Since yesterday I have an eye infection umpteenth (consequence of corneal abscess had in 2004 and in June this year): I have at home my little stock Floxal, of antibiosis acting as a single dose less than two days and allow me not to tear my eyes so much they hurt me. Provided remove my contact lenses and wear my pretty glasses. What
here:



that the puta lo p. ...!!*
* in English because I can find no equivalent in French .. .. you can help me? Pablo, where are you?
Yes yes, I know, the picture is blurry .... I assure you it's not just the photo that is blurred around me .....

Sunday, November 22, 2009

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So yes, I met a fool, or crazy, or a phenomenon.
few days ago I was dining with my boyfriend Gian, at the end of lunch I decided to release a little while enjoying a moment of inattention Gian to smoke. I go out and sit on a bench that serves as the smoker. On my right place is occupied by a man. Young (well into their thirties) and chilled before you drink.
I sit and light my cigarette. It turns out that since we can no longer smoke as outside institutions, people even Swiss Romande exchange words. He watches me
wrapped in my coat beautiful tiger (synthetic) and approaches me, I noted that one knows. I apologize in advance because I am also physiognomist an oyster and the young man introduces himself: his name is Christopher. For here is the short name will be called C.
C. So remember a brief encounter occurred long ago, in the street. He was accompanied on this occasion a friend of mine. I absolutely do not remember but it's not serious. He adds that I have beautiful eyes.
I finished smoking, I salute him and I go. It also happens when I have lunch with Gian in this delightful little bistro where we like to discuss things in life we take our time. After a long moment we leave the hotel and I am surprised to discover that C. is always in the same place, and it withstands cold and wind, unperturbed. I shake my head, so I welcome and Gian back on my feet to hear what C. has to say. He asks me if I am willing to share a coffee with him, I explained that I must go and make one or two small things, and if possible once finished it is still in the corner I will not hesitate to sit for a moment to enjoy a coffee.
I go and do my two or Small stuff, very honestly forget that again.
Over an hour after leaving the establishment and have shown little enthusiasm for the idea of freezing out with a stranger, my phone rings. And I answer it with even less enthusiasm than I discover that the caller is none other than C. who asked for my phone number from a friend we have in common, and I really think that's the only thing we share Aillons forever. He told me he expects me, as I said .... I explain that a little appreciation from this kind of initiative and knowing that our mutual friend I wonder what he has been able to invent it loose my number, and secondly I really else to do and I have promised never to return. In short, I greet him very politely but curtly.

The morning after this meeting, I'll drink a coffee before starting my workday. I moved like a very happy to read the press, when a hairy man-lands on my shoulder. Is C. By chance, he came to drink his coffee in the neighborhood. He sits without permission. It starts very quickly, explaining that he is a writer, philosopher, sociologist, and he writes now his life's work. In short, it in fact has the same look of Bernard-Henri Levy, the same haircut, same shirt, same mouth too full of teeth and predatory smile that goes with it.
Personally I have great respect for those who take seriously their dreams, but C. me off a bit, I do not know the reason, the poor are not really ugly, and if it is his book become a book is more than good, but it's something that bothers me. Too much smiling, too enthusiastic? too sure of himself? he likes to hear himself talk too much?
short summary, he explained that he was a bit upset not to see me back, especially as part of his work he sometimes feels a little lonely. Oh my .... I explain that my side I've not enjoyed that name too, but right now we can possibly drink this cool little cafe (mine) together? he interrupts me and tells me that the animal "... yes, especially since yesterday I had a surge of testosterone ... I would have liked me in the air, and I t met him. I waited at the end I went home to manage my frustration ... " it's that time of his confidence than I've swallowed the sugar bowl. I watched with big eyes and I asked almost in a whisper "... But what do you believe that even if I returned and explained that you had your worries and existential hormonal I accepted your proposal??"
I'm not particularly prudish, but frankly I have rarely seen a guy so big on drag. He looked at me and smiling idiot has continued its momentum. Seeing the lack of enthusiasm No. 3 that his confession aroused in me he started to become a little more reserved. He gave a capacity that I no longer telling me "good bin, it is called what?". I got up and asked him to erase my number. I told him he could always touching your penis before I called. No, but frankly I could have him stick his face on a C. the fat pig! On top of that he left without settling his coffee.

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Yesterday, I died


cheese
A friend offered me a small job, for anything he told me. Question to earn a few pennies. I obviously accepted. I should not have. But I discovered it too late or too early depending. I started my work day yesterday at 11.30, it ended yesterday at 23.30. So I had 12 hours for me to realize that I would had not, I repeat in my airhead twelve long hours spent standing in a cellar, refrigerated, feet numb and dead tired. 12 hours to present and serve cheese at answering stupid questions remained mostly unanswered (".. it is what your little goat here? And your accent, because you have an accent, you don ' are not with us right? Am I wrong? it is what miss? "" As its name implies: the goat, idiot! ripened goat cheese, and now you know what you said my accent ? yourself what the immigration service or good?? "All this smile, please!) to do the dishes because the hosts were too many and we did not have enough cutlery and even fewer plates. A cutting bread, to remember the names of the cheeses that I list here:
".... (ex smile) so we have a refined Tomme cow fed grape, a small goat nature, a peppered goat, a goat ash and a goat with figs, this side of the table you see the sheep, a ewe with herbs from the maquis of Corsica, which bears the name of a sweet little love and a ewe Chive and garlic, a sheep that ash as you can see looks terribly goat ash, which releases cons by a stronger taste and a smell (poo ...?) goat. Almost sheep cheese, you'll find the blues: a cow and a blue Neuchatel cheese ripened at Porto. You will find below the Epoise, you can not miss it, because it also feels very safe. Vacherin and Gruyere, goat and a cow Toma, the Florette .... Florette why? (Smile stronger) because it is the nickname that the farmer gave her cow, which resembles a flower, it seems I do not know, I have not had the honor. Here I leave you to continue the discovery these exquisite cheeses, with my colleague, Natalia (interlude smile, smile back).
Yesterday I was hired as a receptionist in the gourmet trail. 30 groups of 20-30 people on a journey into old Villeneuve, 9 rallying point offering tasting a dish consisting of a complete dinner. We were the 8th point. I was the cheese. Groups with 20 minutes to enjoy the dishes offered, the course has started for us at 12.41, the second group came to us at 13.01 and during this 30 times. I do not say that at each stage the wine is flowing: I let you imagine the state of the 30 people who came to us to taste their cheese plate. We could accommodate horse, I would have more fun. Between one group and another had to deal with the setting up of cheese (70 different cheeses), washing dishes and knives, not to die of cold in this damn wine cellar, and eat a walrus .. . cheese.
groups are increasingly dissipated gradually as the hours passed, instead of finishing at 21.00 we finished serving the last group to 22.30. He then had to tidy up, wash dishes and soil, all this without crying. Fucking goats. There is no idea I say.
I returned home at midnight, I still feel the cheese and I have no feet or legs.
What are we eating tonight? fondue .....
Ps: holding a receptionist for a gourmet trail? a white shirt and black pants and comfortable shoes but feminine. So I not only developed an intolerance to cheese, I caught the flu and also a little-known form of arthritis in feet.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

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Coxis the ladybug was suffering from a complex that prevented binding to his fellows and make any friend, she had no points on the back, or else two small tasks ridiculous. Because of this flaw has never been able to participate in beauty contests, and knowledge called the "little beast toutcourt. Worse, it is sometimes nicknamed "short" for short. She did not return in its path when the called that. Even if left alone, and miss opportunities, she kept the little that remained to him: his dignity. But one day she meets along her way a dog. A Dalmatian. A strange dog because despite the name ad'hoc the dog in question had only two points on his body: one at the tail and the other at the top of the skull. In two words, Coxis met a dog ridiculous. Dragging his leg, the dog aroused a great pity he was so alone. Coxis concerned by the lowest on earth it is approached and asked how they called the dog has responded before it was called Jolicoeur but for years he was named Rémysansfamille. It turns out that Remy ran away short of the farm where he lived, and were only on itself for food. Rémysansfamille enjoying or suffering loneliness has had ample time to read: it has therefore established a broad general and became a pro in the image of sociology and botany.
They decided by mutual agreement to become friends. Inseparable as two plus two tasks tasks tasks it gives us 4 and it already took it to the enemy. To celebrate the reunion he went to a vineyard and were drunk. They started with a little booze, then they had a brilliant idea: to crush the grapes with their feet found in a bucket and drink the juice, as they had seen him on TV in a document dating from long ago. This is how Remy was left with purple spots on the whole of his body, it is therefore become a dog violet and Coxy became the first Asian ladybug (Remy is discovered that the pole pink and lack of peas: their knowledge and culture very varied enabled him to identify the ladybug aphidophagous ) violet history of mankind. By pure chance it turns out that the freelancer's newspaper corner passing by. Seeing these two phenomena, he asked them to pose and photographed. This is how Remy and Coxy became famous (and the freelancer was promoted and became a journalist). Unfortunately they have become alcoholics, and during one of their drunken escapades at night, Remy dog violet Coxy did not notice the bug because the violet purple in the night is not Folichon and he crushed. Having tried everything-resuscitation, he re-glue the legs with saliva, shaking a little whisper in his mouth, crushing his ribs, the top-bottom without putting the poor dog had to be purple one reason: He will spend the rest of these days only like a dog without his best friend Coxy.
Moral of the story: Alcohol kills!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

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Sunday, November 8, 2009

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Moustèque and Sundays


I hate Sundays. I watch TV, I watch TV I watch TV .... I watch TV I watch.
I feel I feel my brain melt so I'll pull myself together and tell the story of the mosquito Moustèque who ate too much watermelon. For clarity I will say that this story has no connection with or related events advenus or actually real people.

So Moustèque mosquito was a very very tidy. She loved above all to look in the mirror, front, back, but especially in profile. It was indeed very proud of her wasp waist and her slender and elegant. She was convicted of being the prettiest of the mosquito world. Too bad she's not sure she would write otherwise accrued to enter the contest for Miss Universe. She has not learned to write because she already spent little time to admire the reflection in the glass or in the pencil sharpener metal instead of listening to his mistress, who eventually resigned.
She also had another characteristic: it was very tasty. It should therefore carefully monitor their food cravings, and it was a constant struggle.
Moustèque was unhappy in love by cons. She loved with all his heart Redneck, a gnat and providing very little disgusting enough to fool with anything that moves. Moustèque was often sad to die, just like when a barber bastard had badly cut her bangs, but multiplied by 300.
And Sunday, they played: they were both in bed leaf spirit to hug the wings, and now Redneck mistake and instead of calling him by his first name, he called me Pauline Praline. Redneck, big con put an end to the crisis tears Moustèque talking loudly and he went to pee later, leaving her once alone and unhappy as a yucca.
She rose and walked toward the kitchen vexed. There she found a huge watermelon in less time than it takes to write it devoured the whole forbidden fruit.
Her belly began to swell swell, more and more to the point where she could not bend its wings along its body, let alone pull up his socks. She expected to be able to poop, to see what would happen to his enormous belly, but nothing happened. She sat on the floor of the bathroom, his paunchy stomach protruding him obstructing his view of a nice gams m across, without being able to fly or on the back or the belly. Pinned down, desperate for a day and three quarters.
Her belly has not disappeared. Instead he has continued to grow. For nine months, and one morning a small Mousplouc hop was born. Pretty as any with wings pearly reflections, all plump.
Since then, no longer Moustèque of eyes for his daughter and occasionally eats a watermelon tranchounette regardless of its weight, but taking care to remove the seeds, you never know.

Redneck died in suffering averages during a chance encounter with a fag, but it Moustèque never knew.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

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Elsewhere it could have been wrong end

yesterday between a job and one I wanted to cut my hair. I wear short hair for years and I wanted to spend on and take care of my appearance. Which by the way it these days leaves much to be desired.
I'm going to the hairdresser. I arrive at the show and am greeted by a barber-logger. He shod boots mountain, and a checkered shirt and had to properly measure 2 meters, the old man. Instead he hands of racquet to slide on snow. Very talkative, he settle down he asked me what I wanted to do with my hair. To lighten the mood I reply "a ponytail." It did not laugh. So I showed a little more seriously photo found in a magazine, and the haircut is that of Jane Seberg: short and not very complicated.
Then the woodcutter, who just took a look at my picture took a razor cut and dry. A trowel, I want to say. Then we moved into the tray where it got washed. Not that hair. I was wet down to the chest and I felt water running down my body at one point I wondered if he was not going to take a damp cloth to rub my back, as did my mother when I was 7 years. Then he rubbed my head with a cloth. I think when he dusts off the dead deer he just dragged through the mud of the forest it takes more consideration. I got dizzy. I do not know why but I had a vision, I think managed to create a connection between a neurotransmitter and synapse virgin, who knows.
We re-installed before the mirror and there he finished the job. With his paws
me he planed face.
I opened my eyes and found the head of a ladybug, ladybug one side. Awful.
And as the meeting was very far my favorite rave awry when he showed me his work from behind using a mirror that deforms. "Oh, it's beautiful, very beautiful, looove, exactly what I wanted, thank you thank you very much .... you give me your card so that within a month I can go back with you? "
So I went through the cash box and I paid cash, a smile glued to my face Ladybug, without flinching . Lest he offended.
Out there, I turned the corner and I started to run towards another salon nearby where I almost begged for that 'I was taking and that it catches the blow.
I wanted to spend as I was served.
Elsewhere, I probably could complain.
I think the woodcutter a sociopath who arrived something terrible to a woman who looks like me a little.

Monday, October 26, 2009

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In 5 minutes you are there.
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Papa're sure my cousins remember me?
course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you just every year I'm sure they await with impatience.
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience. Daddy daddy is going to happen soon, then?
In 5 minutes you are there.
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Papa're sure my cousins remember me?
course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
're sure Dad my cousins remember me?
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course they will remember you, you come all the years I'm sure they await with impatience.
... to infinity!


J. my neighbor local sound engineer in great demand and mix. Without a helmet: it is not. And the Real is more picky than I am in sound .... then:
half a day's work for me who drops to the water. At least I settle in a park with wi-fi and a plug for my computer, and a water bottle and a sleeping bag?
I have already said but not written here: I'm sure that you enclose Republic of China in a small room and force you to listen again 39'405 times the same dialogue, is torture. The advantage is that eventually I will be entitled to a Chinese citizen shortly ...

Sunday, October 25, 2009

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A flemish pink, and a fart.

We went to the park for a change of air and enjoy the cool, Icarus and me. One feature of my dog is lying in when they no longer want to walk. I was trying to convince him to stand up when an old man approached us. His dog looked so old and ailing Icarus has simply ignored or he has not realized it was a congener. The dog's master was hairy, stocky and an indefinable color: true color chart from beige to green-gray goose poop through the Yellow ocher. The gentleman was so close to us, silently observed the scene unfolding before him there, shifted his gaze towards the woods to finally put it on me.
"Hello sir? It is cool your dog, what breed like?" I like to talk to dog owners, we always learn things.
"Fffffrprout ..."
"A fart? I do not know. It is native to where?"
"Kekec mhpppffprou ..."
"Peru? Quebec? He's Canadian? And how it's called?"
"Pppet ... ..."
"Pet?"
"Mhm ... huh ... fart CJEI you?"
"My dog? Icarus great!"
"... uper? Ohmhm ...."
At this point our camera that gentleman's dog decided to relieve himself and a turd.
Her poop was orange salmon, pink trend is like a pouch of 45 laps of a group well known in the '70s. It looked like a sunset.
The gentleman looks at me, smiled and handed me a strip curtain : PPET the leaves.
And leave me standing there with Icarus who sniffs Pet and Pet that task of squatting to get back on its three legs. I look startled the man away to no ant. I call mine and am trying to follow the drag Icarus and Super Pet. The man turned towards us and I feel he wants me to wait there. I see him waving around a conteniteur / distributor poop bags, and it takes a while back on his feet slowly. Near us and poo pink PPET.
He looks at me, trying somehow to bend (it looked like a trombone or a tree branch or a chicken bone) and again laying eyes on me. It builds on those knees, and re-raises without being able to pick up the poop. Once I am right a very nice smile and handed me the bag and said his chin was unshaven pink elephant dung. He wants me to pick up pet droppings that whines because in the meantime my dog has tried to learn two or three small high-flying tricks and convince him to play leapfrog.
I manage to pick up the sun, despite the hyper-activity of Icarus. I just long to see the man who walks away and sent me a kiss with his trembling hand.
"Ayu ... m. .. her!"
Hi sir! I replied, still holding his hand the bag of poop PPET.
A weekend merdouille enough to tell you everything ...

Edit the end of the day: .... The more I think the more I tell myself that PPET was a mutant. I had to take his picture poop.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

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Sometimes they are silent and you stop laughing

I was having a drink in a bar not far from home. On the terrace, despite the hour and the cold there was a woman alone with her little glass of wine and water. She was at his table and looked a bit in a vacuum. One would have thought a lot of trouble or when a heartache. Go figure. Much the season which means this: the cold, the holidays approaching ... loneliness is even more remarkable when the year ends. At one point, the waitress gave him a compliment, he said something polite and tender, I heard bits and pieces. Then the lady started to cry in front of everyone, without raising the eye, in silence. Once completed, it was snuffed without making too much noise, without disturbing the rest of the guests and kept looking into the void.

Friday, October 23, 2009

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Small puff old sighs and baked apples. The old have more children or they never call. The old seems which grow more and so much better. The old are as alone as street lights, hearts, rag, grumpy and they leave. They still age slowly with a small bag for shopping, you never know. The old must live up to the death without a caress, an old dog like a penalty on a leash. They become confused, they stumble and go away confused. The old people who bring food for cats, and cats as they rummage through garbage cans. The poor old stars with the fly open. Always between the feet and locked in the kitchen if anyone comes. The trademark hat on head chick. If only I could drive and if I had a car, if only I could get them all as they are at the seaside Those old half blind half deaf, and glasses to look at it carefully and measure the drops for a disease difficult to say. Pants rolled below the knee, and we jumped into the water to avoid or never come back ....

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

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Pollution, stress, surpeuplade nature destroyed: None of this being part of this world.
Sad, tiring, boring, nothing: One could almost call it. Everything depends, of that research in life. It is true that theaters are far, discos in the sense nonexistent, major distractions of civilized world difficult to find.
Looking closer, a parallel world was formed here. A world rich in color, rich in culture, rich in nature. Many people, from the 4 corners of the world have settled here in this place where seemingly nothing to live this life. Artists of all kinds, small traders who were sick of the world fools, which is in the making, people-loving nature and the natives (in this corner, we're talking about real Irish)
With This hodgepodge of characters, a great diversity of cultures, activities and specialization has formed here. It does not necessarily require surface activities such as cinema or discos, to escape the sadness weekly.
Here, with the enormous potential offered by nature, we forget very quickly the 2nd category of activities to move to true. It is exactly at this moment, we realize why we made the choice to come here. Through my other sites, you will quickly realize that this is not empty words.
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