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creative experience the gifts of life I and my family

legend I found this on a site, I read it, I liked it and share it with those who visit my blog. There is much wisdom in these words.

One day Life took the form of a handsome young man and he set out on the streets of the world. At the edge of the forest he saw a hut and went inside.

We found a poor man suffering from elephantiasis: all his limbs were swollen and deformed as it moved with difficulty. "Oh, what good wind brings you to me?" said the sick. "Who are you?" "I am the Life" replied the other. Some recognize me when I'm not when I get back. I come and go, I will return these parts within seven years. "But why moan so much?" "I have a horrible disease, has destroyed my human and I took away all joy of life." "Look," said the Life heals you. But you forget me "" No! " assured the patient. "Who will heal me eternally in my memory and will have my gratitude forever. "Then the mysterious life scattered a powder on the sick and healed them by magic. resuming our journey, soon reached the hut the Life of a leper." blessed Oh, you who come to me "cried the leper to see the handsome young man." I know your name? "" I am the Life, "said the newcomer." Some people recognize me when I'm not when I get back. Come and go. I will return these parts within seven years. Now I'll heal, but you'll remember me? "" Do not forget you till the ground. "Said the leper. Life healed him and he resumed his journey.

entrance of a village, here is a blind advancing the road looking for his stick. Hearing footsteps, the poor man stopped and asked, "Who is it? Beware of the blind man." "I am the Life. Some recognize me when I'm not when I get back." He healed the blind and also disappeared. Years passed and life went back to his time as he promised. But this time he had hidden under the guise of a blind man. It was evening when he came to the hut of the man who had cured of his blindness and knocked on the door. Was absent, but there was his wife. "Pity the poor blind." He said the Life. "I know your husband, I might have some refreshments while you wait? Me just a bit 'of water." "My own man is a fool!" muttered the woman. "Bring home that meets all the beggars." He put a little 'dirty water in an old pumpkin and gave it to the fake blind man with bad grace. Finally came the master. Life went up to him. "I'm passing through." He said "You can meet me in the house until morning?" The man muttered a few words, then spread a mat in a corner of the hut and gave the blind a handful of peanuts. When dawn broke, Life called to the man and said " Did not I tell that some know about life when and not when it comes back?" Here I am, and you did not recognized the fact that your blindness has remained in your heart. So will be back in your eyes. " So saying he went out, leaving behind a trail of dust. Blind man as he returned seven years ago. Life soon reached the village of the old leper and was covered with a horrible leprosy so that swarms of flies, the persecuted. He knocked on the door, but saw the leper man, refused to get him and feed him saying it was too dirty. "I told you not know that some life only when it is not and when he returns?" So saying, he departed, leaving behind a mysterious powder. The ungrateful man was again covered with leprosy so that his flesh was falling to pieces. Came to the hut of the sick with elephantiasis, Life limbs swelled so that he could barely walk.

came to the door and said: "My good man, a bit 'of rest for charity." "Come in Come in Come in!" said the man hurrying to help the sick fake. "I once had this ugly disease, but a passing good man cured me here. .. I wonder." And as she spoke began to boil a pot of rice, gave the sick man of kola nuts and a gourd full of fresh milk, then prepared a roast mutton and served to each patient care. Life came at dawn for the handsome young man who was and said, "You have also recognized the Life of return. You're someone who does not forget the benefits received and help those who suffer know what you yourself have suffered. So stay healthy always and enjoy each prosperity. "The man wanted to give some life to the gift of cows. But the young man thanked him, saying," I do not need wealth. I want you to remember one important thing: life can change and bring good today and bad tomorrow, but often depends on you making it better or worse. "

(from the site www.ilpaesedeibambinichesorridono.it )

Best Way To Use Electronic Coyote Call

creative experience the gifts of life I and my family

legend I found this on a site, I read it, I liked it and share it with those who visit my blog. There is much wisdom in these words.

One day Life took the form of a handsome young man and he set out on the streets of the world. At the edge of the forest he saw a hut and went inside.

We found a poor man suffering from elephantiasis: all his limbs were swollen and deformed as it moved with difficulty. "Oh, what good wind brings you to me?" said the sick. "Who are you?" "I am the Life" replied the other. Some recognize me when I'm not when I get back. I come and go, I will return these parts within seven years. "But why moan so much?" "I have a horrible disease, has destroyed my human and I took away all joy of life." "Look," said the Life heals you. But you forget me "" No! " assured the patient. "Who will heal me eternally in my memory and will have my gratitude forever. "Then the mysterious life scattered a powder on the sick and healed them by magic. resuming our journey, soon reached the hut the Life of a leper." blessed Oh, you who come to me "cried the leper to see the handsome young man." I know your name? "" I am the Life, "said the newcomer." Some people recognize me when I'm not when I get back. Come and go. I will return these parts within seven years. Now I'll heal, but you'll remember me? "" Do not forget you till the ground. "Said the leper. Life healed him and he resumed his journey.

entrance of a village, here is a blind advancing the road looking for his stick. Hearing footsteps, the poor man stopped and asked, "Who is it? Beware of the blind man." "I am the Life. Some recognize me when I'm not when I get back." He healed the blind and also disappeared. Years passed and life went back to his time as he promised. But this time he had hidden under the guise of a blind man. It was evening when he came to the hut of the man who had cured of his blindness and knocked on the door. Was absent, but there was his wife. "Pity the poor blind." He said the Life. "I know your husband, I might have some refreshments while you wait? Me just a bit 'of water." "My own man is a fool!" muttered the woman. "Bring home that meets all the beggars." He put a little 'dirty water in an old pumpkin and gave it to the fake blind man with bad grace. Finally came the master. Life went up to him. "I'm passing through." He said "You can meet me in the house until morning?" The man muttered a few words, then spread a mat in a corner of the hut and gave the blind a handful of peanuts. When dawn broke, Life called to the man and said " Did not I tell that some know about life when and not when it comes back?" Here I am, and you did not recognized the fact that your blindness has remained in your heart. So will be back in your eyes. " So saying he went out, leaving behind a trail of dust. Blind man as he returned seven years ago. Life soon reached the village of the old leper and was covered with a horrible leprosy so that swarms of flies, the persecuted. He knocked on the door, but saw the leper man, refused to get him and feed him saying it was too dirty. "I told you not know that some life only when it is not and when he returns?" So saying, he departed, leaving behind a mysterious powder. The ungrateful man was again covered with leprosy so that his flesh was falling to pieces. Came to the hut of the sick with elephantiasis, Life limbs swelled so that he could barely walk.

came to the door and said: "My good man, a bit 'of rest for charity." "Come in Come in Come in!" said the man hurrying to help the sick fake. "I once had this ugly disease, but a passing good man cured me here. .. I wonder." And as she spoke began to boil a pot of rice, gave the sick man of kola nuts and a gourd full of fresh milk, then prepared a roast mutton and served to each patient care. Life came at dawn for the handsome young man who was and said, "You have also recognized the Life of return. You're someone who does not forget the benefits received and help those who suffer know what you yourself have suffered. So stay healthy always and enjoy each prosperity. "The man wanted to give some life to the gift of cows. But the young man thanked him, saying," I do not need wealth. I want you to remember one important thing: life can change and bring good today and bad tomorrow, but often depends on you making it better or worse. "

(from the site www.ilpaesedeibambinichesorridono.it )

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Life on the Bar Ep. 35 This is a place for old men (ie, The bad part of Vinni).


Today I turn long. I have to replace the Chinese appetizer that deals because he went to become a geisha tattooed on his back. Chinese is my colleague from the day shift and has the nickname, also fell in Cino, because he is Chinese. Or better: it works as a Chinese, the rest is a Westerner in a dry body with almond eyes and straight hair and blacks. The Sino
appetizer deals and the preparation of a Star Wars night version.
Today it's up to me and between a martini and a margarita cocktail, cut lime and oranges in the scorching heat of the Creative Commons cell Magneto daily. A torrid heat for a moment gives way to a frosty breath. I have never heard the breath of death, but if I were to describe take inspiration from what I've just heard. I
Vinni move around and see how it was run on a treadmill. He had a small trolley, which are used by those who should bring back the oxygen. It 's out. I make him a nod unpaid. Then I see it disappear at Ground Zero.
Slowly drink and ends the preparations of the stocks of fruit and ice. Slowly at dusk and goes beyond the change of glasses, we replace the glass with plastic, it also changes the target. Begin to arrive the first young people looking for loud music and their first fishing vodka redbull.
resent that thrill and chill Reappears Vinni office underground. This time has a tank on the truck that brings with it. He met Giubeca the early evening briefing. Giubeca has fur on his back like a shaggy dog \u200b\u200bwho is the bully, while talking with Vinnie.
discuss anything until I see Vinni is imposed in a resolute way. Giubeca without realizing it's also showed his teeth, growled, but perhaps also eventually enter the cell Magneto with his tail between his legs.
"What happened?" I ask curiously.
I found out that Vinnie has available to let people you do not like in the event there. Making a list of names, extended even to those who would be acceptable for the first time.
"Good!" Muttered sarcastically.
Giubeca insulted and threatened not to Vinni go to his rescue if anything happened. Vinni
course is not present. Vinni
tonight is strange.
has a medium build, just below the average high is usually available with its members, and submitted after a infastidente dislikes, what he calls hate towards everything and everybody. E 'contested the right but not a bully. It usually does not want to shit in his club.
Within a few minutes I no longer have time for such ruminations because Star Wars is filled. The lights dimmed and the night officially began. As the client registry office
scientist must follow the proper protocol and proper procedure to get something to drink first pass pay at the counter where the consideration for the consumer who wants to, he is endorsed the drink card is issued and the receipt must show that after the bartender to get what they paid. If you do not first go to the cashier does not get to drink. If he loses the ticket does not get to drink. If the ticket is in poor condition may not get a drink. If it is rude to me after I get a drink served all the others, but everyone knows this already.
Francine, who works with me tonight, show me a receipt and asks me torn ironic if it's good, pointing to the red-haired boy wearing the shirt of Portugal gave it to him. I tell him that something was wrong in the procedure and reject it. He protest in a vibrant leaning over the bench until a friend did not take him away.
chill: Vinni is watching from outside the tank with a goddamn door behind you.
The evening continues with this bad habit: old acquaintances for years rejected at the crowd my desk trying to harass the cashier, Francine and me in every way. And every time I run a shiver down my spine. Who reach out your hand to steal the bottles, who does not want to know about queuing at the counter, who I shamelessly asked him to free drinks, show tickets as those of H & M, who has the scallop on the nostril. All
make me angry and all that is Vinni gives me the chills.
During my break I see it slip on his treadmill while following one of the fictional side. The door in the darkest of the Star Wars Bar, the nozzle tip, which is connected to the tank through a hose, to the front, which releases the compressed air cylinder and contains the washer nozzle is contained a hole in the head of the victim.
What ends up in water.
am appalled.
I do not know what to do.
are also afraid.
A girl behind me takes away the embarrassment: she saw the scene and calling the police, discreetly, not to be discovered by Vinni.
explains in a simple and complete what he saw, then answers "yes" to questions of the policeman Online. Virtually waits until the cavalry arrives in gray and blue.
I have lived these scenes: a group in riot gear quickly enter the runway.
headlights and flashlights trying to find the target, which runs like a hunted fox to the right and left.
woman screams and peremptory orders of the bodies chosen mix.
Vinni is now trapped.
Or so we all think. Felino
always exceeds the railing with the bottle now hold in your arms.
back together in the water.
The cylinder takes him down in the murky harbor. Then
a trail of bubbles that go away to sea makes sense that Vinnie has opened the bottle and have it used as a engine to escape.
I can not believe I watched all this and surprises seem to end: the port bustles with bodies executed, it has made out a dozen.

"I can not leave just two days is going to a slaughterhouse." It 's the voice of Vinnie.
E 'beside me. Dry.
Yet I saw him kill a person fleeing the police and jump into the water.
but I am surprised to know that this skin is not that Vinnie few minutes ago was thrown into the sea: it makes me shudder.
The girl who called the police recognizes and points to a graduated scale. The graduated
approaches him and asks a question pro-forma, having seen him throw himself to blame for the massacre in water. Turns out that Vinnie has just returned from abroad, he had gone to find relatives of Agatha, and a plane ticket to prove it.
few hours later, when I made my statement to the police, tired and worn, and witness the recovery of the last body, Vinni approaches me and whispers in my ear: "To have an evil twin is rewarding. You do not know how many things you can build. "
I look scared.
"By the way, for having told my wife Maga have risked their lives. Unfortunately for me to toss out is cross ... "I do not understand
. I would tell him that I never said anything to his wife. But I prefer not to defy the fate twice. Then a thought sneaks
in my mind: my endecamorfo employer will have a double bad for each tentacle?

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Life on the Bar Ep. 35 This is a place for old men (ie, The bad part of Vinni).


Today I turn long. I have to replace the Chinese appetizer that deals because he went to become a geisha tattooed on his back. Chinese is my colleague from the day shift and has the nickname, also fell in Cino, because he is Chinese. Or better: it works as a Chinese, the rest is a Westerner in a dry body with almond eyes and straight hair and blacks. The Sino
appetizer deals and the preparation of a Star Wars night version.
Today it's up to me and between a martini and a margarita cocktail, cut lime and oranges in the scorching heat of the Creative Commons cell Magneto daily. A torrid heat for a moment gives way to a frosty breath. I have never heard the breath of death, but if I were to describe take inspiration from what I've just heard. I
Vinni move around and see how it was run on a treadmill. He had a small trolley, which are used by those who should bring back the oxygen. It 's out. I make him a nod unpaid. Then I see it disappear at Ground Zero.
Slowly drink and ends the preparations of the stocks of fruit and ice. Slowly at dusk and goes beyond the change of glasses, we replace the glass with plastic, it also changes the target. Begin to arrive the first young people looking for loud music and their first fishing vodka redbull.
resent that thrill and chill Reappears Vinni office underground. This time has a tank on the truck that brings with it. He met Giubeca the early evening briefing. Giubeca has fur on his back like a shaggy dog \u200b\u200bwho is the bully, while talking with Vinnie.
discuss anything until I see Vinni is imposed in a resolute way. Giubeca without realizing it's also showed his teeth, growled, but perhaps also eventually enter the cell Magneto with his tail between his legs.
"What happened?" I ask curiously.
I found out that Vinnie has available to let people you do not like in the event there. Making a list of names, extended even to those who would be acceptable for the first time.
"Good!" Muttered sarcastically.
Giubeca insulted and threatened not to Vinni go to his rescue if anything happened. Vinni
course is not present. Vinni
tonight is strange.
has a medium build, just below the average high is usually available with its members, and submitted after a infastidente dislikes, what he calls hate towards everything and everybody. E 'contested the right but not a bully. It usually does not want to shit in his club.
Within a few minutes I no longer have time for such ruminations because Star Wars is filled. The lights dimmed and the night officially began. As the client registry office
scientist must follow the proper protocol and proper procedure to get something to drink first pass pay at the counter where the consideration for the consumer who wants to, he is endorsed the drink card is issued and the receipt must show that after the bartender to get what they paid. If you do not first go to the cashier does not get to drink. If he loses the ticket does not get to drink. If the ticket is in poor condition may not get a drink. If it is rude to me after I get a drink served all the others, but everyone knows this already.
Francine, who works with me tonight, show me a receipt and asks me torn ironic if it's good, pointing to the red-haired boy wearing the shirt of Portugal gave it to him. I tell him that something was wrong in the procedure and reject it. He protest in a vibrant leaning over the bench until a friend did not take him away.
chill: Vinni is watching from outside the tank with a goddamn door behind you.
The evening continues with this bad habit: old acquaintances for years rejected at the crowd my desk trying to harass the cashier, Francine and me in every way. And every time I run a shiver down my spine. Who reach out your hand to steal the bottles, who does not want to know about queuing at the counter, who I shamelessly asked him to free drinks, show tickets as those of H & M, who has the scallop on the nostril. All
make me angry and all that is Vinni gives me the chills.
During my break I see it slip on his treadmill while following one of the fictional side. The door in the darkest of the Star Wars Bar, the nozzle tip, which is connected to the tank through a hose, to the front, which releases the compressed air cylinder and contains the washer nozzle is contained a hole in the head of the victim.
What ends up in water.
am appalled.
I do not know what to do.
are also afraid.
A girl behind me takes away the embarrassment: she saw the scene and calling the police, discreetly, not to be discovered by Vinni.
explains in a simple and complete what he saw, then answers "yes" to questions of the policeman Online. Virtually waits until the cavalry arrives in gray and blue.
I have lived these scenes: a group in riot gear quickly enter the runway.
headlights and flashlights trying to find the target, which runs like a hunted fox to the right and left.
woman screams and peremptory orders of the bodies chosen mix.
Vinni is now trapped.
Or so we all think. Felino
always exceeds the railing with the bottle now hold in your arms.
back together in the water.
The cylinder takes him down in the murky harbor. Then
a trail of bubbles that go away to sea makes sense that Vinnie has opened the bottle and have it used as a engine to escape.
I can not believe I watched all this and surprises seem to end: the port bustles with bodies executed, it has made out a dozen.

"I can not leave just two days is going to a slaughterhouse." It 's the voice of Vinnie.
E 'beside me. Dry.
Yet I saw him kill a person fleeing the police and jump into the water.
but I am surprised to know that this skin is not that Vinnie few minutes ago was thrown into the sea: it makes me shudder.
The girl who called the police recognizes and points to a graduated scale. The graduated
approaches him and asks a question pro-forma, having seen him throw himself to blame for the massacre in water. Turns out that Vinnie has just returned from abroad, he had gone to find relatives of Agatha, and a plane ticket to prove it.
few hours later, when I made my statement to the police, tired and worn, and witness the recovery of the last body, Vinni approaches me and whispers in my ear: "To have an evil twin is rewarding. You do not know how many things you can build. "
I look scared.
"By the way, for having told my wife Maga have risked their lives. Unfortunately for me to toss out is cross ... "I do not understand
. I would tell him that I never said anything to his wife. But I prefer not to defy the fate twice. Then a thought sneaks
in my mind: my endecamorfo employer will have a double bad for each tentacle?

What Does A Swollen Liver Look Like

One day, during one of those annoying phone interviews I was asked what my occupation. To tear a smile to my interlocutor I said "are an entrepreneur, I manage my family."

Then I thought about it, and in fact it is so .... because we have women who by choice or necessity we are dedicated to the family as a whole, we are like the CEO of the Fiat ... ... goes, you control, it runs the whole course. We try to channel the children on tracks that lead to their future, trying to give all necessary directions so that they know how to pick and choose what is best for them. Della'azienda family finances are managed by balancing the books to the penny for a budget always active, organizing lunches and dinners daily trying to meet the needs of all the proceedings are conducted manual needed that everything is always in order. Sometimes we overlook something and let it go, then return to the ranks and come into compliance with what has been left out.

is not easy to manage everything, and not all can count on a husband who makes or participates in everything on the collaboration of children giving a hand to hold at least with regard to their room. It 's a continuous monitor, manage, order. The clothes, the pantry, cabinets everything must be supervised with care and attention

I try to do my best, I try to please everyone and make things equal for everyone. Not always succeed. There are days when around the house in search of a stimulus and do the bare minimum, and instead there are days I wake up full of desire to do and put everything upside down.

In my family there is an air-company quite happy, my kids are good kids without too many shackles on my mind, some defaiance its path, but of small account. My husband? And 'a man to marry, P ... ... even if he did not say how often enjoy it.

The boys are studying both, the great, Mark, is education. Study computer science and having had a moment of crisis during which he could not mix a lot, now it is back on track. It 's a little boy a' silent (Like me) who like me can pull out on what he feels. If we have any quarrel can not tell me what he wants and a little 'this is my fault. I am a little 'aggressive towards him. But it's not because I am unhappy with him, indeed. It 's just that I wish the best for him, I realized that in his dreams. It put all its efforts in what he does and he had a bit more confidence with me. Instead, he keeps everything inside.

The small, Alessio, all'alberghiero studies, is 14 years old and is very sure of himself. A bit 'touchy. He has a very edgy and adolescence has increased this small defect. We are facing the period of his claim as person ... ... and we often have children fighting over how to respond or things you should do and wants to go his own way.

But all in all, are two good guys. We were never given serious problems, some thoughts, but problems ever.

My husband, Sergio, is a good man. Totally dedicated to his family. Everything about me and the children comes before everything else, sometimes even before himself. On this sometimes disagree. But he has done so.

exits early in the morning to work and never falls before 19 pm. Yet always finds a way to help me home, take me spending and to dedicate all attention possible. And 'happy when I'm happy and sad if you feel that something is wrong with me. He has many thoughts on my mind but I try not to weigh on me and his children.

I have a sin against him ... ... do not ever tell him how much I appreciate his way of being. Its always be present, his thinking before us and then himself, his life depending on us.

But my shy nature in some ways, leads me to be undemonstrative. I would like more pampering, but I can not make him. I just know that he is there beside me every step to stay healthy. He wants me External most of my thoughts and my good for him. But I do not know. I do not know because they are not capable. Perhaps over the years, changing with the growth, because when I was a girl not a day went by that he does not write a note, every opportunity was good to tell him how I felt. We have always been very close, we have always done everything together and continue to do so. But today I got a little 'more closed to him.

has not changed what I feel for him, even though we had some nasty crises in recent years. It 's just changed my way of being, to show me.

I hope to be a good wife for him. That mate that has always chosen to work alongside and to which he dedicated himself.

We have a dream together ... .... And I hope someday to be able to achieve it. A house surrounded by greenery in which to spend our days and share the things we love.

What Does A Swollen Liver Look Like

One day, during one of those annoying phone interviews I was asked what my occupation. To tear a smile to my interlocutor I said "are an entrepreneur, I manage my family."

Then I thought about it, and in fact it is so .... because we have women who by choice or necessity we are dedicated to the family as a whole, we are like the CEO of the Fiat ... ... goes, you control, it runs the whole course. We try to channel the children on tracks that lead to their future, trying to give all necessary directions so that they know how to pick and choose what is best for them. Della'azienda family finances are managed by balancing the books to the penny for a budget always active, organizing lunches and dinners daily trying to meet the needs of all the proceedings are conducted manual needed that everything is always in order. Sometimes we overlook something and let it go, then return to the ranks and come into compliance with what has been left out.

is not easy to manage everything, and not all can count on a husband who makes or participates in everything on the collaboration of children giving a hand to hold at least with regard to their room. It 's a continuous monitor, manage, order. The clothes, the pantry, cabinets everything must be supervised with care and attention

I try to do my best, I try to please everyone and make things equal for everyone. Not always succeed. There are days when around the house in search of a stimulus and do the bare minimum, and instead there are days I wake up full of desire to do and put everything upside down.

In my family there is an air-company quite happy, my kids are good kids without too many shackles on my mind, some defaiance its path, but of small account. My husband? And 'a man to marry, P ... ... even if he did not say how often enjoy it.

The boys are studying both, the great, Mark, is education. Study computer science and having had a moment of crisis during which he could not mix a lot, now it is back on track. It 's a little boy a' silent (Like me) who like me can pull out on what he feels. If we have any quarrel can not tell me what he wants and a little 'this is my fault. I am a little 'aggressive towards him. But it's not because I am unhappy with him, indeed. It 's just that I wish the best for him, I realized that in his dreams. It put all its efforts in what he does and he had a bit more confidence with me. Instead, he keeps everything inside.

The small, Alessio, all'alberghiero studies, is 14 years old and is very sure of himself. A bit 'touchy. He has a very edgy and adolescence has increased this small defect. We are facing the period of his claim as person ... ... and we often have children fighting over how to respond or things you should do and wants to go his own way.

But all in all, are two good guys. We were never given serious problems, some thoughts, but problems ever.

My husband, Sergio, is a good man. Totally dedicated to his family. Everything about me and the children comes before everything else, sometimes even before himself. On this sometimes disagree. But he has done so.

exits early in the morning to work and never falls before 19 pm. Yet always finds a way to help me home, take me spending and to dedicate all attention possible. And 'happy when I'm happy and sad if you feel that something is wrong with me. He has many thoughts on my mind but I try not to weigh on me and his children.

I have a sin against him ... ... do not ever tell him how much I appreciate his way of being. Its always be present, his thinking before us and then himself, his life depending on us.

But my shy nature in some ways, leads me to be undemonstrative. I would like more pampering, but I can not make him. I just know that he is there beside me every step to stay healthy. He wants me External most of my thoughts and my good for him. But I do not know. I do not know because they are not capable. Perhaps over the years, changing with the growth, because when I was a girl not a day went by that he does not write a note, every opportunity was good to tell him how I felt. We have always been very close, we have always done everything together and continue to do so. But today I got a little 'more closed to him.

has not changed what I feel for him, even though we had some nasty crises in recent years. It 's just changed my way of being, to show me.

I hope to be a good wife for him. That mate that has always chosen to work alongside and to which he dedicated himself.

We have a dream together ... .... And I hope someday to be able to achieve it. A house surrounded by greenery in which to spend our days and share the things we love.

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work on commission


Working on commission is not really the best. One is forced to rein in the creativity and work according to the wishes of the person who commissioned the work. And that's what a creative person does not like to do.

you want a canvas with the bottom of that color and decoration of that other and you're conditioned to live in those parameters. It 'difficult to reconcile the two. We are fully committed to hoping to meet the needs of the client but it feels a little frustrated. I just finished two paintings ... .. I was asked to copy another job I have at home and from which I do not want to part, I tried, but a touch of diversity could not not include it. The other canvas instead had to have stable colors, light green, similar to a pattern seen in a book by Donna Dweberry. There I put it all .... I hope the person who ordered them to me to be satisfied with my work

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Vice City Pc Unhandled Excecption

work on commission


Working on commission is not really the best. One is forced to rein in the creativity and work according to the wishes of the person who commissioned the work. And that's what a creative person does not like to do.

you want a canvas with the bottom of that color and decoration of that other and you're conditioned to live in those parameters. It 'difficult to reconcile the two. We are fully committed to hoping to meet the needs of the client but it feels a little frustrated. I just finished two paintings ... .. I was asked to copy another job I have at home and from which I do not want to part, I tried, but a touch of diversity could not not include it. The other canvas instead had to have stable colors, light green, similar to a pattern seen in a book by Donna Dweberry. There I put it all .... I hope the person who ordered them to me to be satisfied with my work

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Life Bar ep. 34 The Orlando Surprised

E 'the year of Star Wars Bar is in fashion. And the bartender is the first to struggle in the beautiful local trend.
For each day of the week is a different theme that adds to Wednesday of the gay mafia, the Albanian mafia to Friday, Saturday and nervous syncopated music of the great House Special Guest DJ.
On Tuesday we add up the girls and the Thursday evening dedicated to Venus ethnic dances.
Sunday and Monday, I fuck and I go to sea.
I get tired and I really enjoy. This evening laughing with the gay entertainer, always makes me laugh because, when I see Akane.
I thought he had finished his investigation and evaluators to see me nervous. There is something unresolved and it irritates me, because I do not know what my feelings are towards him, nor her to me.
I ignore it and still laughing from the bench to the soul that calls me with the microphone to be served a drink bypassing all the squid abiding waiting their turn.
He needs a smooth glass of Jack, and this is similar to Mr. Panda, because "while we are at the end of the evening," she says.
In fact, people started to flee, so as to allow me to see Akane at the bar talking to float Nibbler Queen and Tequila.
decide to resolve the situation and I'm going to surprise her.
This time I want to take it off guard.
But when I'm on the bridge that connects the floating structure to the mainland witnessed a scene eerily familiar.
Akane, freed of Queen and Tequila Nibbler, hang out with a fucking Barback that offers a drink.
recognize the emotion of the boy, I recognize that swallow embarrassed by brain dysfunction and panic because they lost in the eyes of the beautiful manga Akane.
Then I see a micro movement of the Commissioner Inside, a movement that I had not felt so clouded by emotion: Akane has moved almost imperceptibly toward the boy, invading his private space, the chemical space in which the molecules are mixed together. The boy then dares. He has every intention of kissing her.
In all this I'm still looking at how this ends.
Although I think I know already.
When the two are very close to Akane pulls from her purse and answered the phone dry, without leaving the caller talking.
Then close the phone.
I know who said: "I know, coming!"
Akane tries to take leave from Barback is incredulous. Capacity is not how he could lose an opportunity like that. And I
beyond me why it has this behavior.
finally gets rid of the poor boy who kisses her hand before letting go, being dreamy, and walks over to me.
Where the hell are you going? I wonder.
For a moment I was terrified that I've seen.
When a foot from me I make a turnaround by not meet his gaze so finding myself behind her.
I follow his eyes and I see that you meet with the Taliban. Talking
then leave.
I follow them.
go down to Ground Zero.
come into office, the door is ajar.
I hear them speak. She is making a list of names, all employees of the Evening Star Wars.
All males. Eight
names.
"Fifty euro boy to make four hundred euro." Akane says.
continues to amaze me the ability to say things perfectly understandable Akane but without any logical sense to me.
What the fuck does it mean to fifty euro boy? Then the Taliban
complicates the mystery when he says he did not expect that and I fall for the last Barback.
I open the door for now shamelessly eavesdropped.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Akane back, startled. The Taliban smiles at me. On the desk there are a wad of twenties and fifties. I assume the four hundred euro to Akane.
"I bet that would not have attracted all eight. Counting on you, and Zoro. "Says the Taliban. Zoro is the latest victim of this terrible chance.
"Just one of you had not done I would not have paid to seduce and Akane for their work. "
" Instead we are successful and paid me fifty euro for every boy who works in the room. "
I am definitely pissed.
I would scream insults at random people and their families.
But I did not come.
Akane takes the money and leaves.
I throw a punch at the door. The Taliban
approaches me and tells me: "I too am pissed. The agreements of the bet were that if he could not seduce you all would come to bed with me. "
I shudder when I say it.
recap: I'm pissed off with Akane because I took the piss and the Taliban is pissed at me and Zoro because he focused on my professional and her virginity.
laugh a fist on the door. Esco
pissed.
I climb the stairs at Ground Zero by the steps of a Christian.
When I get on top of someone grabs me from behind the main beam of the glass cube.
me kisses.
E 'Akane.
It has a sweet taste.
As a last-second victory came.
And I wanted to surprise her.

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Life Bar ep. 34 The Orlando Surprised

E 'the year of Star Wars Bar is in fashion. And the bartender is the first to struggle in the beautiful local trend.
For each day of the week is a different theme that adds to Wednesday of the gay mafia, the Albanian mafia to Friday, Saturday and nervous syncopated music of the great House Special Guest DJ.
On Tuesday we add up the girls and the Thursday evening dedicated to Venus ethnic dances.
Sunday and Monday, I fuck and I go to sea.
I get tired and I really enjoy. This evening laughing with the gay entertainer, always makes me laugh because, when I see Akane.
I thought he had finished his investigation and evaluators to see me nervous. There is something unresolved and it irritates me, because I do not know what my feelings are towards him, nor her to me.
I ignore it and still laughing from the bench to the soul that calls me with the microphone to be served a drink bypassing all the squid abiding waiting their turn.
He needs a smooth glass of Jack, and this is similar to Mr. Panda, because "while we are at the end of the evening," she says.
In fact, people started to flee, so as to allow me to see Akane at the bar talking to float Nibbler Queen and Tequila.
decide to resolve the situation and I'm going to surprise her.
This time I want to take it off guard.
But when I'm on the bridge that connects the floating structure to the mainland witnessed a scene eerily familiar.
Akane, freed of Queen and Tequila Nibbler, hang out with a fucking Barback that offers a drink.
recognize the emotion of the boy, I recognize that swallow embarrassed by brain dysfunction and panic because they lost in the eyes of the beautiful manga Akane.
Then I see a micro movement of the Commissioner Inside, a movement that I had not felt so clouded by emotion: Akane has moved almost imperceptibly toward the boy, invading his private space, the chemical space in which the molecules are mixed together. The boy then dares. He has every intention of kissing her.
In all this I'm still looking at how this ends.
Although I think I know already.
When the two are very close to Akane pulls from her purse and answered the phone dry, without leaving the caller talking.
Then close the phone.
I know who said: "I know, coming!"
Akane tries to take leave from Barback is incredulous. Capacity is not how he could lose an opportunity like that. And I
beyond me why it has this behavior.
finally gets rid of the poor boy who kisses her hand before letting go, being dreamy, and walks over to me.
Where the hell are you going? I wonder.
For a moment I was terrified that I've seen.
When a foot from me I make a turnaround by not meet his gaze so finding myself behind her.
I follow his eyes and I see that you meet with the Taliban. Talking
then leave.
I follow them.
go down to Ground Zero.
come into office, the door is ajar.
I hear them speak. She is making a list of names, all employees of the Evening Star Wars.
All males. Eight
names.
"Fifty euro boy to make four hundred euro." Akane says.
continues to amaze me the ability to say things perfectly understandable Akane but without any logical sense to me.
What the fuck does it mean to fifty euro boy? Then the Taliban
complicates the mystery when he says he did not expect that and I fall for the last Barback.
I open the door for now shamelessly eavesdropped.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Akane back, startled. The Taliban smiles at me. On the desk there are a wad of twenties and fifties. I assume the four hundred euro to Akane.
"I bet that would not have attracted all eight. Counting on you, and Zoro. "Says the Taliban. Zoro is the latest victim of this terrible chance.
"Just one of you had not done I would not have paid to seduce and Akane for their work. "
" Instead we are successful and paid me fifty euro for every boy who works in the room. "
I am definitely pissed.
I would scream insults at random people and their families.
But I did not come.
Akane takes the money and leaves.
I throw a punch at the door. The Taliban
approaches me and tells me: "I too am pissed. The agreements of the bet were that if he could not seduce you all would come to bed with me. "
I shudder when I say it.
recap: I'm pissed off with Akane because I took the piss and the Taliban is pissed at me and Zoro because he focused on my professional and her virginity.
laugh a fist on the door. Esco
pissed.
I climb the stairs at Ground Zero by the steps of a Christian.
When I get on top of someone grabs me from behind the main beam of the glass cube.
me kisses.
E 'Akane.
It has a sweet taste.
As a last-second victory came.
And I wanted to surprise her.

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Life Bar ep. 33 The Orlando Furioso.

ends with me that incinerates all Hack confronting the bench in an attack of misogyny. When he finishes the trickle of public contact and free the bouncer salt you look after the routine work in silence, creating tension among my colleagues who do not understand my attitude unfriendly. Finished my
, greeting and just go down to Ground Zero for change. I give up even all'irrinunciabile easy victory against the Albanian national table football.
I wear a clean shirt and smelling a sweaty body, change your shoes and go out to do when I meet with the Taliban Manga Girl.
I suffered a killer instinct to the Taliban: it can not crush my love in the afternoon. Not in the same night as is my love, at least.
Then I have a killer instinct even to the Manga Girl. Fuck! Not with the Taliban. Peter, Duke, Queen of Tequila. Everything is fine but not the Taliban. Li
apostrophe in the wrong way, without thinking that one is my boss. One of my bosses. The Taliban
not so rude to my weight, and the Manga Girl looks at me unpleasantly surprised.
"Am I to understand that I did not do a good assessment of your person." I said.
Because every time I understand the words of the girl I fell in love tonight I seem to have no logical meaning?
"Deduce what the fuck you want." I still rude, wounded to the heart.
"I believe that now is the time of submission." Spoke the Taliban, he also surprised by my attitude this time.
"introduced me tomorrow." Andandomene I say, on his: "She is our new chief of staff, Akane Tendo."
now I have overcome. I stop for two reasons. One is that the Taliban Manga is not the Girl for schiacciarsela. And this is a good reason. The second is that I tried all night with the new chief of staff. And I do not know if this is a good reason. Now I have to find the solution to an ethical problem to go away and create a character off-putting and obnoxious or introduce myself with a lot of excuses to explain an inexplicable misunderstanding?
I turn and reach out to new chief of staff.
"In fact we already presented." She says she still shaking his hand.
"Sorry. I had a difficult night. "I say.
"I looked up to an hour ago." I answered ambiguously.
"Exactly what would be your task?" I ask annoyed by this embarrassing situation.
"Make an assessment of existing staff, make sure they are professional and do not offer a drink to pretty girls." Smiles stressing the last part of the concise but comprehensive explanation.
"I'm not really a chief of staff but a sort of external commissioner who has evaluated this week."
A spy shit, I think.
"Without telling us anything." I say piqued.
"He was to perform my job better."
Ok, a spy for the cock.
"Akane Well, I've taken enough?" I ask sarcastically.
Akane looks like the Taliban to seek permission to disclose the vote. The Taliban
allows a shrug. Akane
hands me a copy of a report.
"It is finished, I went down just to complete the reports."
I take the paper without taking his eyes off the Manga Girl. The Taliban starts in the office, a locker room before the door.
For a second we are alone, me and Akane.
"But then I misunderstood everything?" Hiss.
Akane looks into my eyes: "It 's a good evaluation, Solo."
swallow hard.
"Even though I have offered twice to drink?"
"I've seen all week ... blablabla" I do not play anymore.
"I really misunderstood everything?" This time the whistle is higher.
Akane quiet. "I gotta go. I have a job to be finished. "And I leave them on the threshold of a corridor that smells of latrine, alone and dejected.
crumpled the report without reading it and throw it in the toilet with a shot from three, as in basketball, passing two gates at right angles to one another.
Akane is still on the office door.
I call it.
not turn.
"Even if I misunderstood it was worth it." Do not cry, but I'm sure I've heard.
The real shame would have seen us right, I went out.
But I feel that this will not ever find out.

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Life Bar ep. 33 The Orlando Furioso.

ends with me that incinerates all Hack confronting the bench in an attack of misogyny. When he finishes the trickle of public contact and free the bouncer salt you look after the routine work in silence, creating tension among my colleagues who do not understand my attitude unfriendly. Finished my
, greeting and just go down to Ground Zero for change. I give up even all'irrinunciabile easy victory against the Albanian national table football.
I wear a clean shirt and smelling a sweaty body, change your shoes and go out to do when I meet with the Taliban Manga Girl.
I suffered a killer instinct to the Taliban: it can not crush my love in the afternoon. Not in the same night as is my love, at least.
Then I have a killer instinct even to the Manga Girl. Fuck! Not with the Taliban. Peter, Duke, Queen of Tequila. Everything is fine but not the Taliban. Li
apostrophe in the wrong way, without thinking that one is my boss. One of my bosses. The Taliban
not so rude to my weight, and the Manga Girl looks at me unpleasantly surprised.
"Am I to understand that I did not do a good assessment of your person." I said.
Because every time I understand the words of the girl I fell in love tonight I seem to have no logical meaning?
"Deduce what the fuck you want." I still rude, wounded to the heart.
"I believe that now is the time of submission." Spoke the Taliban, he also surprised by my attitude this time.
"introduced me tomorrow." Andandomene I say, on his: "She is our new chief of staff, Akane Tendo."
now I have overcome. I stop for two reasons. One is that the Taliban Manga is not the Girl for schiacciarsela. And this is a good reason. The second is that I tried all night with the new chief of staff. And I do not know if this is a good reason. Now I have to find the solution to an ethical problem to go away and create a character off-putting and obnoxious or introduce myself with a lot of excuses to explain an inexplicable misunderstanding?
I turn and reach out to new chief of staff.
"In fact we already presented." She says she still shaking his hand.
"Sorry. I had a difficult night. "I say.
"I looked up to an hour ago." I answered ambiguously.
"Exactly what would be your task?" I ask annoyed by this embarrassing situation.
"Make an assessment of existing staff, make sure they are professional and do not offer a drink to pretty girls." Smiles stressing the last part of the concise but comprehensive explanation.
"I'm not really a chief of staff but a sort of external commissioner who has evaluated this week."
A spy shit, I think.
"Without telling us anything." I say piqued.
"He was to perform my job better."
Ok, a spy for the cock.
"Akane Well, I've taken enough?" I ask sarcastically.
Akane looks like the Taliban to seek permission to disclose the vote. The Taliban
allows a shrug. Akane
hands me a copy of a report.
"It is finished, I went down just to complete the reports."
I take the paper without taking his eyes off the Manga Girl. The Taliban starts in the office, a locker room before the door.
For a second we are alone, me and Akane.
"But then I misunderstood everything?" Hiss.
Akane looks into my eyes: "It 's a good evaluation, Solo."
swallow hard.
"Even though I have offered twice to drink?"
"I've seen all week ... blablabla" I do not play anymore.
"I really misunderstood everything?" This time the whistle is higher.
Akane quiet. "I gotta go. I have a job to be finished. "And I leave them on the threshold of a corridor that smells of latrine, alone and dejected.
crumpled the report without reading it and throw it in the toilet with a shot from three, as in basketball, passing two gates at right angles to one another.
Akane is still on the office door.
I call it.
not turn.
"Even if I misunderstood it was worth it." Do not cry, but I'm sure I've heard.
The real shame would have seen us right, I went out.
But I feel that this will not ever find out.