Cruising Gays Vegas Airport

Journal (26 Nov)

¨ ' today' : 26/11 / 05 ¨

Sonando: 'the river of eyes' , Moncho Otero / / 'Loko' ¨

Mürfila day Holder (... no comments): None, only swell in the mind

¨ pending Visit: places that bring memories . .. Today: Sabatini Gardens

¨ phrase (stolen): [...] 20 years Prince Charming who quit before you get [...] ( Dieguitos and Mafaldas , J. Sabina)
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Vice (confesable): go everywhere with the music the 'ears' ¨

pending Objective : forget him when I see the shells on the table

¨ of the good, the best : concert nights (for excuse), conversations and laughter
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Image / Retal : the Che Guevara in Ciudad Universitaria (Madrid, 1959)

Hair Styles On Your Head

Fortunately (or unfortunately) I changed over the last year ... paranoia began to be commonplace. Then came He came into my drawer and disaster. As he came, he went ...... May after the other flowers that had better smell

went gray days of rain and storms brain ... half of loneliness.
The sun rose, giving warmth to those who spend summers in the 'Capital City' ... burning skin and a thousand ideas.
Autumn and bring us back routine day newspapers, breakfast with Neapolitan faculty ... and talks in the style of 'Sex and the City'
Travel on the underground (reduced the number of medical advice and the heart) and clipped wings on my back pain when you breathe ... the head does not stop asking questions ... Am I a strange flower garden in the middle of this crazy?

Driver Employment Contract

Untitled strange flower ...

The Muses flee ... pulse keys making too much noise.
doubt I see the other side of the window.
do not know whether to go through the crack in your eyes or the hollow of your mouth ...
I sit on the carpet, let's think ...
I see mirages on the PC screen and shadows in the kitchen.
I walk down the hall and turn on the lights along the road.
socks feel the cold, decided to fall.
I open a drawer and spent thousands of birds flying to listen.
Wings and westerly winds, lack the taste of salt.
Make a suitcase, a couple of shirts and some old pants.

Fly meter (as always) to take the train: a ticket to nowhere .
I sink into the seat listening four chords.
Next stop: spring.
I hooked the clothes of ordinary people on looks.
I dance in the rain, bartender a beer.
The sun rises and flee alone ... I take my punishment.
still do not know the end of the story ...

Taken Mini Series Online

Multiculturalism and others ... Changing

The results of the tests do not address the precise physical laws ... I tell it to me. I did not think to introduce everyone, but in the end I made the crazy (and have yielded encouraging results)
February 14 (date corny, by the way), I made more review inventive of my life ... talking "theory of protein" and a thousand shit that my teacher tried to insert ourselves into the brain twice a week early! The funny thing is I eventually managed to pass Ethnology (not to mention the Indians under Lubamba ... do not ask who you are because I do not remember)
going to be my imagination rusty still stands in extreme situations

Vale ... and me callus: S