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Although there are many new ... do however point to the memory of the situation is good:) We just returned from a week
Ikea full-immersion, from the trip to Padua to work done and done. I step back to explain what it is ...

unlikely given the number of books, manga and various objects placed a bit 'as best in the dressing room (which for 4 months now were gathering dust) and because we had a room completely cleared and put some money hand, last Sunday we decided me and darling to go all 'Ikea to furnish this room. It was quite a while 'that the program, and then saw the day like crap ... why do not you go?
The idea was to buy everything we needed - read: a number of libraries Billy - and then rent a van and carry comfortably all at home. The guy at the counter of the rental, as well as being friendly (and stressed out by people who ran) we had proposed the night charge, primarily for the attractive price and to avoid having to make trips back to the van. Fortunately, we have agreed ... and I say fortunately, because:

a) we had to run like crazy to bring the Duchy, and as IKEA and the mess on the highway, better let it be ...
b) we loaded and unloaded at least 3 times about two pounds of muscle aches ... packets guaranteed! At least we could sleep and rest a while '!
c) we would have to ask around any camionicini-terrain-big cars on loan, and given a dose of bad luck that we have at least something nefarious was going to happen, such as bodywork scratched or lost keys ...

... but everything went wrong, we are now half crazy for a week in anger at home packs to carry and assemble them (actually, it was a crazy Sweetheart ... just to not deny them, to assemble furniture has a ciofeche!) but in the end ... the result was satisfactory!




Now I can not wait to fill all her going!

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Perhaps tell a sea of crap, but ...

Today I received a personal lesson. I take note to reflect on good and thoroughly digest it, not to forget it.
At a time of joy, this morning I learned that something you love and that is part of a life you never forget, not canceled. E 'stamped in your own cells and in your own blood, and although time has passed since the last time, my memory does not betray you and you whole body responds the same way as always, as if I had never stopped to do it.
E 'was useless to try to bury it under the disappointment and anger, shut her up with resentment, as I tried not to let badarci over and hidden in a corner, especially as she waited for the right moment to jump out, with the same intensity as usual, as if we never, never, never would have tried to forget it. And because he has burned the heart and eyes swollen with tears.
And the best, what excites and moves, you see that these feelings do not you just try, but also those around you, it was a matter of a few moments, but the knowledge was more than tangible.
I swear to myself not to avoid most, this thing so beautiful, so precious and that probably helped make me the person I am. Everything that happens from now on, and whether in positive or negative, will keep it alive and bright inside of me ... with the big, strong hope to return to cultivate it with those who have shared with me so far. Looking forward, leaving behind those who robbed there, maybe for real reasons, perhaps out of boredom ... but it does not matter anymore. Now I know what I want and I do not bereave ever!

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I look around and see that ...

... sometimes you face a very skits nice ...

the evening, when I get home by bus, at some point you switch to a halt pretty crowded. I often see a young couple young, no more than 17-18 years, in which:
-you, pretty girl, blonde and Magretta, he is permanently stuck to his in the literal sense of the term, with adoring little face and attitude "if there was no one around I'd already torn clothes"-he
boy not much older than her physical dry-hair, facial features almost east-European countries, leaving almost listlessly until grasped by Morosetti chat quietly with 2-3 friends around him.
Obviously part of the picture there are also friends, which take into account the very young and did not spin anything to the girl, in a situation that does not make a most important figure of a branch of climbing around the arrears.
Often this group got on my own bus, and I enjoyed watching them ... it makes me smile like him to show up with cool friends with the woman-tough-tender and passionate kiss, when disinterested when chatting with others ... and how she will instead lead to some 'from Lolita, who glances of fire, which rolls up the strands of hair around the toes and sucks you do with the intriguing ... ChupaChups obvious permanently glued to the type.
I wonder if it ever occurred to him to be removed for five seconds, since it is still burning hot and you sweat like crazy just to hold hands, as he continues to chat with friends as if she did not exist, because when it moves from one basin to its short little (because when they get on the bus, the women all begin to whisper softly. I hear you!) ...

Ah, the girls love ... if there were to be invented!

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I take this opportunity to ...

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Finalmento I found what I was looking for a long time, so now I I have my real Photoblog!
Of course I'll keep my various pages on Flickr, DeviantArt, etc., although it is likely this will be the photographic project in which I will devote more attention ... I think (ok I admit ... I've also created to try to move me from creative block that takes me a while'...)

www.photoblog.com/Eruannie/ The link is a huge and I would appreciate it if you came to browse and comment! ^ ___ ^

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... or, stories from the neighborhood.

transfer to the new house I was catapulted into a reality I practically unknown until almost the 29 years of age. What I'm talking about?
Simple: neighbors .


For me, the only form of "neighborhood" covered the uncles and close a busy highway (with a gas station just below the kitchen windows), the fact of finding myself in a village near-campaign , out of traffic and smog that I used from newborn and, above all, in a rather quiet , had put me in a state of almost hysterical happiness, because it seemed almost surreal.
In fact, everything did not correspond to reality ...

It starts with kids screaming at all hours from 4 pm until evening around 10, excluding half an hour for dinner around 8 o'clock. Now, against the children playing I have absolutely nothing ... but they really are incredible, by dint of launch energy waves should all be super saiyan of the fifth level or so. Definitely worth mentioning is that my boyfriend has appointed Bimbo Gigi , because it has the same way of talking about the baby gigi Mai dire gol ... assurdooo! The

Cagnino neighbors. An indefinable breed, black hair and very short stature no bigger than a cat a few months. His only function within the family barking. Constantly, to no avail, as they can only do the dogs of small stature who do not have the athleticism or the courage to strike a nice Morson to those who break the soul. So, what does? Barking. Yesterday I came to the conclusion that a dog is stressed, because a week after returning from holiday, has been unleashed to do is open the tap water ... the nice thing is that on every single noise from its , the owners will automatically start with a series of "ssttt!", "Shut up !!!", "Shut up!" And so on ... but if you did not want a dog mess, mica could buy a St. Bernard??

The icing on the cake, however, is the family that lives on the right: mom, dad and two little girls, about four and two years. More Grandma.
The adorable little old lady (who is not so old lady) helps parents to keep the girls until they are at work ... the problem is that the grandmother has the voice ultrasound, and is talkative ! ! Begins even before the 7 to talk to girls so so sweet to wake up too. Then for the rest of the day continues to stimulate the neurons of poor women (and our, as a result), that now when they say something ... scream!! This morning came the pearl ... after shouting to the smallest for a couple of hours, the little girl took a map and the sweet little grandmother: "Shut up! 're a complaining! "
almost ... almost ... I call the helpline

And, just for the closure of the post, arrived at the same time: the barking Cagnina and "... ssssstttt!" The mistress of her grandmother screaming big girl ... and nothing else is missing??


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