Friday, March 27, 2009

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Major steps

final burned a CD with songs that represent my Erasmus. Put in the car and heard at last under a bright sun, thinking. Then finally laughed like an idiot, alone. Looking back.

My skin again, finally acceptable color. Credit for two days of study / reading / napping between balcony and garden. Good life now. I finally ate

tortelli Pietranera. 6 types are difficult to remember and easy to eat. There was also space for dessert.

Berlusconi has finally started to make jokes. It started to wear funny hats. Protagonist.

The Odd Couple has finally "writing" a new post. It channeled a bit 'of energy in an editorial. Canons.

substantial advancements in academia. Library books: they are there. Realtor thesis: there is. Contact for training: there are. Documents Erasmus post: there are (more or less).

I went to visit me on the shoulder last. Now I'm old inside and outside: in the report the doctor used the word-arthritis or osteoarthritis, boh. "

Naples finally has its incinerator. The waste crisis is over (and I believe them!). And I'm finally

uncle. Edward.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

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brilliant. Disgustingly brilliant

Our Prime Minister has clearly developed a crisis response initiative very controversial. The possibility to enlarge the cubic capacity of a good percentage of your home could become a benefit only for owners of villas and Villone. What is the most affluent has already benefited the company, accused the opposition. But at least it runs the economy, housing and all its suppliers, defends the government.
What nobody has noticed, or at least no one has pointed out, is that our Prime Minister has got the idea from a commercial. The thing is very clear.

Minuto 0:09, time and shape coincide

points out that, this thing I find admirable. Just dogmas, old political practice, traditional real estate. You have to find new ideas (the 'Everything around you "seems to be a brunette, or" I am for meritocracy "would say a good blond).

why I wanted our Permier was yesterday mattinam next to me on a green park bench Ducale in Parma. It would have a nice package joint on education and immigration.

about 11.30 am when I see a school group. Over 14 years. The jeans and boots in reporting the trip (it's too early for the exits premium end of the year), the male female ratio 20:2 declares that they come from a vocational school. Are placed on my right, four backpacks on the floor and improvised a lot in a field too small to contain them all. The professor arbitrate, the cadence is a man of the south, the charisma of a spring mattress. I read, but the ears are open. And the so-called real country, with its colors, its sounds, its culture, its rituals and its innocent categories prejudicial, materializes in front of me.

"Billy Elliot, pull it long!"

"He is with us! "But if it's Italy - Rest of the World, he is Italian, is with us,"

"No Lily, you can not smoke while you play. I will categorically forbid. "

" referee, Prof, do it! But what is this racket? "

" Come, Turkey, go! "

Monday, March 16, 2009

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Embeh?

Have you ever noticed the similarity between the terms mixture and mix? In all likelihood, the two terms descended from a common root. However, as you put the two ends of the Italian linguistic register: if the second claim to nobility, of a high cultural level but a little 'pretentious, snobbish, the first smells of petrol station, is reminiscent of adolescence and motorcycle dusty.
The differences are subtle ones bastard. Do you care why you miss it, because that's okay. Hopefully.

I started three books in three days. I hope to finish some at least two. Indeed, I hope to finish them all. To read in the sun, which is finally getting back out. And the wind, which after all is not so bad, that we are not sailors at sea. I messed up the room and week is filling up with appointments, so my head is messed up less room.


Two of my cats, now, on the balcony.

The X is where to dig.


To prove that I still have contact with reality, which is always me.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

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The wind blows away the clouds

About three weeks ago I was in a town called Kampen. I thought it was cute, but I felt that something was missing. Then, as I crossed a bridge, I looked at the horizon through the plexiglass for protection. Refraction, two overlapping Kampen: the first to represent the city and the other, just above, crowning the hills.
As I have loved the Netherlands, I think that the lack of mountains is something that, deep down, causing me a bit 'sad.

morning, around 10, I was on the road that passes in front of the winery Scandiano. Two hundred meters before the plains suddenly stops there and the Apennines claim their space and their shape. If you spend there, and the air is clear as this morning, and run to your left, yet intensely snowy peaks that surround the Cusna, your right to see the plain, a vast plain. You see her in an incredibly clear: the Calatrava bridges can almost touch them, you think that if you agree you may be able to see the Arena di Verona, maybe the Duomo in Milan. And there, behind all, the Alps, with their imposing plastic from hot sun and snow.

And you go by car, and no time to stop and look. Or maybe the time is there, but there is still the same.


Saturday, March 7, 2009

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Done

In fact I felt and I still feel a bit 'unworthy to write new post. As if now that I got home I could write things that are not very interesting. As if they have ever been.

I have not taken up the pace as before. A little 'because before I had no rhythm (or if I do not remember them), a little' because I have nothing to do, so I do plan. I did not feel attacked by people, it lasts conversations and situations. But I'm undecided.

Eaten tigelle that I felt like it. Watched the TV that is already there why not turn it on. Heard on the radio the song Marco Carta-cock! -. Without so much mess and put in place. After a strong, productive Wednesday. After a Friday traveling. Rante driven machines. That bullshit, think more. Looked at Armageddon. Done what I do as a result. Barely slept at night. Remedied by day, but with eyes open. Lasciatomi short stay. Embraced so many people. Kissed less. Ate too much. Played badly, sang worse. Aged. Guided bike immature. Since holes and got. Heard a song with the thought because I can not remember more than the melody.