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now home Crusco mites are sitting on the couch (also called CAMP! ) munching popcorn and every evening, the alien life that has developed behind the washing machine, organized party ... to make you understand the situation carry the words of Ila: "This morning there was a smell in the kitchen, but more of a stink ... you just the smell of dirt!"
No comment.
And to think that as soon as you get home Crusco (5 years ago! Alas!) Was different: first was drawn in the presence of the main authorities of the home, the treaty that established what would be the shift of cleaning. In any self-respecting student house, in fact, just look on the fridge or a cupboard door open, encountered the fateful blank page bearing the names of the occupants of the house and their weekly commitments in the fight against dirt. This split shifts cleaning is was immediately accepted as a sort of gospel, but unlike the latter had a short life: it was finished to skip a turn, then a week, two weeks ... the end is cleaned only when you get below the level and very little fever before it develops the botulism bacterium! Compounding this, add that with the passage of time the scheme that sets out the various shifts became increasingly complex: from simple option bath / kitchen leads to the combination of systems engineering of the lot: + hall kitchen / bath, clean in pairs, exchange and sale of such shifts.
also confronted with situations of "specialized cleaning company" approach is not always the same: the Nuclear Energy Act, not at all worried, indifferent looks at the balls of dust running through the house or the pillows on the famous camp, now home to a colony of fleas, and I Teve we just take the object or 'vacuum cleaner and fix the floor which now begins to live its own life, while Ila on the other hand try to convert us all to the sacred path of clean, paved with Lysol and spray ... but in the end all to our destiny and rassegnamo, braced the vacuum, we face the monster of the dirt!

dusty Greetings!

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Iaia ** ** ** A small corner poetic




slowly dying slowly dies who becomes slave of
repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change the
running
who does not risk and change the color of the clothes,
does not talk to those who do not know.

He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white, dotting the "i" rather than a set of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes sparkle,
that turn a yawn a smile,
those that make the heart beat in front of mistakes and feelings.

He or she who does not overthrow the table, who is unhappy
at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty to follow a dream,
who does not allow at least once in their lives to flee from sensate advises.

He or she who does not travel, who does not read
,
does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself.

Dies slowly he who destroys pride,
who does not accept help,
who passes his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.

Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it,
who does not ask questions on subjects he does not know
who does not answer when asked about something he knows.

Let's avoid death in small doses,

always remembering that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing.

Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness
.

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Nuclear Energy Act ** Once upon a time on Wednesday the club! Nuclear Energy Act

Already! We did it again ... again ... we are falling back on a Wednesday at the club! But
This time there was a good cause ... a cause with a nice ass, a face like an angel and a voice of fear ... No, Anto, do not worry, I look at it, It's yours! That is, is the Collegiate dressed, with hair from Collegiate, but you always looked when he sang! But you tell me if one can only get to watch, while the hormone salt, because salt by force ... and then seeing him with the Collegiate ! Anto, you have all my respect!

Singer aside, last night was a pleasant return to the past! I attach a few more ... but it feels to fill the center of the track was new just us! Again crazy! And then there were
Varese, those of chup easy, those of a thousand drunk together, those of pasta with tuna at night and sleep at home, with our pajamas, not too flexible for their lower parts! Let's say that he was not home but there were many parcels around the house! What beautiful words ...
How many has seen circulation !?!?! And I'm where I started smoking ... and there are lots more of my first experiences ...
's where I met my friends in Rome: there I saw them dance, mess, fight, cry, throw up ... how many things could tell! For example
of national mourning, which falls every year on Dec. 18, in memory of my first great folly, Dec. 18 to three years ago! We had met at the club just those two: thirty years and little desire to grow. At that time, and I saw them as two men Anto charming, handsome, a bit 'out of reach ... and every time we two were dancing on the shelf at their feet to seek their looks. Immezzo a thousand other little women who were doing the same thing. Then on the shelf that together we go up we also ... .. two stars in the spotlight! What times!
Everything for national mourning: proud host a perfect dinner tonight!! First cannelloni with Mom! Chops per second. Various sweets. And wine. The company was large and varied: we gurppo of Rome and the two of them, invited one of the dances during the Wednesday before closing. Also at the club. The strategy was Anto, even at that, because in terms of strategies, whoever beats ????? But back to dinner and I Anto rinfighettate for the occasion, with the hormone frozen in the freezer or do not say shit. The wine was a good partner, someone, I think Iaia, that dropping things is a teacher, has paid all the wine on the table .... and Roberto pants! "Ok, we are going, Robert has return home to change my pants! Good evening, hello! " Two minutes, as foreseen in the strategy, we were alone at home with those two! Myths that my friends!! Roberto Ilaria had slipped the skirt to go home. This would not be a problem if my house there was a local trans: risked, he risked his lot! So, running for not answer the question "What are you going all?", my friends Who have left alone, just like we wanted!
Via the late evening: we move into the bedroom and you begin to form combinations, while chatting in the circle, women, everything. Then a call .. "We must go on, we should give a Christmas gift to our friend tomorrow that way! But maybe we do come back soon and if you're still awake"
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
All our dreams of glory had gone up in smoke !!!!!!!!!!!!
super embarrassed because I was already in Pineto of these follies I had not done much, even if no ... but just within the tunnel of crazy nights that has to go to bring the gift ... No! En O!
short, only slabs remain to think how long it would take them around to the back! But is Anto Anto ... and then go with the message "Write! ... Too bad you had to leave ... there came a great desire to croissants ... .. If you pass this way again .. .. " What a shameless !!!!!!!!! What
laughter when I wrote that message "No Anto, I'm ashamed!" "Writing !!!!!"" Anto But no, now they are gone," "Come on, write Hurry up or else return the other "" But no, Anto, I'm gay, went by his "Move". And down on laughter laughter!
Twenty minutes after the bell sounded with croissants ... How many Anto knows ?!!!!
Better not tell how it ended the evening!
On this occasion I bought a red bulb for the lamp to my little heart! Say v'immaginate is served ... but who knows! Not already think of orgies or anything like that!
A nice evening ... great satisfaction! The following
everybody knows .. and for the uninitiated, a few months later we curavamo wounds Anto ... .. I especially cultivated a new friend! And there
National Mourning! Thanks
Club .... But

baff .......

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** ** As a muffler

or

I know that is not the best poetry. I am well aware ... But
this morning I felt a kind of annoyance, as if a worm I pat your head and tell me .. spit on, say, speaks ...
As usual, besides me, no one has heard those words.
In fact, while I told myself I did not really understand, until the end, what was the crux of the matter.
Then I left the house, and I got the light!
A muffler, here, today I feel just like a muffler.
Do not ask me the model, whether old or new, whether catalytic or ILcontrarioDIcatalitica.
only imagine the pot, do them two eyes, Dior sunglasses, two ears (or else just hold the glasses), and while we're at the MP3 player. And here I am, 'm pretty?!
But why just a muffler?

You know a car, any one of those who walks through the city, I imagine myself with a guy driving and his girlfriend beside him. But there may be a girl with a dog, a party around aimlessly. Or an old man a bit 'goofy, all of those who play, poor, or if you meet my brother at an intersection, he gets a MBE by ndundì !!!!!"( memorable scene, as the guilt of my brother when he realized that the poor old man had heard everything, because the windows were down).
But back to the car here, the engine is important, life, without him the couple would not go to the movies, she would not bring the dog from the dog ready for coupling, the party would take the old and cold .... and oh, does not meet my brother, and even he gets the "MBE by ndundì. " Perhaps it would be better!
The interior mirror also has its own because: catch everyone's attention, captures the details. The guy who straightens his hair to be perfect, the girl who checks that the dog does not vomit for the sharp turn, the girl of the party in the back seat, looking for an accomplice to look what is driving the old ... by marking the mirror plate number of my brother to report him to the vice squad.
and upholstery! Cacchio it is important to the upholstery. The boy has changed since he left his ex, new life, new upholstery. The dog then ask him how comfortable leather upholstery, instead of the rough that scratch my tummy when you lie down. For the Committee, the upholstery is a sort of relic, that if your are aware of a perfectly circular hole, vaglielo to explain that it is the fault of the pencil. The old man now, the concentric circle would not it not so good, but my brother who sees it!.
But we come to the muffler. What does the muffler? E 'useful, for heaven's sake as anything else in the world. Everything has its usefulness, even the wastepaper to the ground, otherwise there WOULD BE to make the scavengers. Alright, the muffler is useful, but what do you know? What do you know that inside there is the couple, the dog with the owner, the party around and do nothing or little old man who takes the cazziatone from my brother. As life goes in there arguing, laughing, crying preidica is that the youth of today no longer knows education. But it's cold outside. The muffler is off. The muffler behind. There but not there. The muffler takes scraps, take them throws them, shoots them and threw them. And in the end maybe it's too happy, because it is his task, has been invented for it. Why is perhaps too comfortable. You should not do much: just take the waste and throw away all day. But never
flowers ?!!!!!!!!

Then I saw a car with two mufflers.
I love the machines with two mufflers.

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Nuclear Energy Act ** * A thousand words

Here, he returned one of my moments MIstrafogoDIlibriFINOaPERDERElaCAPACITA'diLEGGERE!

Words, words, words ... I love them ...
And there a little gift '..

The first series is "black sheep" of Ascanio Celestini: poetry, humor and desperation of a journey into the world of madness. "
I could improvise and make a critique of those reviews you read in the newspapers ... but it found thousands of those if you go for a walk in the network. Then I thought to write one of the pages more struck me: it speaks of God, but not as a priest he would speak, but as a father would talk to his son. As I speak Ascanio Celestini.
His pen has left a groove on this page: The focus recognizably Roman, theatricality evident, that seems to feel it and see it on stage. The simplicity of this passage, then, is the entire novel. The madness, the shopping, the death of her mother, sister petomane, the asylum: everything seems to have the same thickness, when viewed through the eyes of those who have lived for 35 years in a mental hospital systems ". Only to find out ...
"But now I understand why I can not heal.
Why fear it's not a disease." But

I've already said too much. To you his words:

the mornings the sixties my father took me to the market to sell the cheese. It made me see the Sixties, I meant the people and say "Look how ridiculous with skirts that you see all the legs, with stories of extraterrestrial aliens, with cha this music speaks of the flavor of sea salt instead of talking of God. " What I asked him "Who is God?" and he replied that "God is the word, that one who speaks' and I told him that" you talk too dad. " But he said "no, God is a good one, is one who speaks truly."
My father said that "at the beginning there was only the horse. In the darkness taking there was God and his son who called Jesus Christ, a kind of God he too. But in the darkness Jesus Christ we are afraid. Because the dark is scary. And you can die for fear of the dark
So God says light and the light comes on. But it is a true light, it's only pretend. It 's just the word of God, he needs to push through the fear of her son. In fact, now that son has taken courage. So also says sea and sky and the sky appears with all the birds and the sea with fish. And Jesus Christ you can swim in the sea and hunt birds from the sky. Meanwhile, says God says sheep, cow and horse and pronounce any word that means a different piece of the immense created. And the sheep and cows and horses, their hunting and the rest of you have created before our eyes of Jesus Christ. Before his eyes seem real.
But it's not true that it is true.
E 'only the word of God, I know' the words that they see him, but while the fear is gone. Then he says men and women and in the rest of creation also takes a man and a woman. And Jesus Christ is passionate about the history of these two poor bastards that look like so much to him. Watching life pass them in a hurry in the midst of all creation. At the end saw them die. He is mercy and told his father that "it is too cruel that even the lives of these poor people is a life that is not really true. It 's sad that I know well sti unfortunate' just words." So God takes the dead and starts pretending to create them. Mo 'know' deaths are now very real, I really dead. But only they are really true. And if God puts you close to the chair and also tells them the story. And sometimes even the dead tell because now they have become real people can also speak with real words. "
[...] My father said that" tuttle people are believed to be true. It is believed that the true taste of salt and flavor of the sea. What are the real sixties including the Martians. And also you think to be true, but you're just a boy in the story of God. "

So this is a piece of foam that hit.
Who has not fallen asleep in the meantime, will certainly recognized in the skeleton creation story, the mystery Christian's death and real life. But he had never heard a version like that?. Here, throughout the book we talk about life, fear, madness, in a totally new version. Just as in this piece.

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Teves *** *** For the Faith!!

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. That roommate ..... sadly forgetful on Monday was yet another unlucky day (reclaim the trip to Lourdes) ... Although late, MANY HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!!!! Ps: you left your good faith in the picture !!!!!!

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** ** Nuclear Energy Act, roll up! Except the amoeba! Nuclear Energy Act ** Elena **

amoeba today is perhaps more vital to me !
I'm getting to like the quilt square and my head is also well one with the wallpaper of the wall above my bed.
Yes, it is more vital to me the friend amoeba. But while I

amebeggio, the world goes on! I know it well: Alberto will Ambergen for a walk, my brother-Minute between a belch and the other, my father will work, cooking and of course my mother will stand somebody will surely fight.

And my friends ?!!!? They also go on!
Iaia is carrying out his ideas in a working group of 25 ungrateful, stubborn and disagreeable university (and not even know them already do not like them!) Which should give heed to his organizational skills! Mal trusted! Iaia Force!
Teve want to switch back to the professor who has rejected! And you think: it has rejected most of them, after adjusting tasks 150 in mid-morning, I am good at correcting all the tasks only looking at the result! Teve Force, ask to see the task!
Faith is just getting on in years! Now requires anti-wrinkle creams, denture and enclosing socks. Cataracts can wait for a bit ', but not for the spa! And 'that in a few days turns 23 years old ... and is becoming quite paranoid! My brother would say, "Feder, avast to Dec cazzat them!" Otty
moves forward with the work ... in the sense of the word work! Crosses all her fingers happily for his important interview! But who knows her knows that creativity can not go unnoticed! Otty Next, let them see who you are! Fausta
advances toward her interview tomorrow! Doc communicator, reliable and responsible, who does not entrust the job?!?! Force Swiss, not let me down, that if you come between you and the good will be trouble for the poor Fau!
Livia is ahead of some of some meridian and parallel! And she enjoys her fantastichissimo Erasmus and his adventure fantastichissima Liviuccia ............ You're my hope, do!

The amoeba is still on bedspread instead, always with his head against the wall.
should not which has the desire to pee, he does next!

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Here I am, back from Milan, the city of fashion, shopping spree, the clubs, the seSalutiAlBarSiVedeCheSeiUnTerun, humidity that will curl your hair ...
I, who live in Rome for 5 years, I should not find so so strange my trip to the capital of North America (cmq that capital is not, if you remember Bossi)!
But yes, yes, I admit ... I felt like Renato Pozzetto in the movie "The country boy "!!!!
Let 's see, where do I start ...

Scene 1: on the train all alone, two men next to me so kind unmistakably Nordic accent. Bologna past for a while, I catch your attention a huge sign on the roof of a huge palace "Catholic University". Well, every girl in the imagination of the country is Catholic in Milan! And then the train was slowing down! So here, bold and happy, I ask my neighbor "Excuse me, this is Lambrate or the next." He smiles at me, very kind to charity, but did not seem to understand me ... "Lambrate is the last, do not worry." I, dazed, I wonder "mica I am concerned, is that I get ... cmq said last ... not this ... ok, I did not prepare!" The train slows down but still ... .. . ... but does not stop ... oops! The train had slowed down only near the train ... because in reality we were still in Piacenza! It was not Milan!

Scene 2: at the bar of the tiny station Lambrate. I ask for a cap and a croissant. Too bad, dear pinetesi I read that all, at that time were able to appreciate the homemade abbbbbruzzese accent! I came out a "THANK QUEESSCTA" unmistakable! The ND me are spared, but I wanted to bury them too!

Scene 3: Lambrate out of the station, the tobacco was too far away and I could not get away because my brother was coming to get me! "Well, the cigarette the latch! "I'm sorry, you have a cigarette please?". She looks at me off-putting: "I have the tobacco." But the tram passed and Manuel Agnelli decided to make the piece screamed in my ear. "No, I can not go to the tobacco that I have to wait for my brother." Elena, cabbage, said tobacco, tobacco products, which you understand. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood! But thanks anyway." And meanwhile my grave gets deeper! "Ahahahaha, you could tell him that you are also in Milan for the degree of Fabio, while we were "my brother's comment to my story!

Scene 4: Fabio aperitif! Panza full and a lot of satisfaction, it is time for the toast! All with glasses in hand , come there to drink! graduates Hooray hooray! I do not have it! Here you go! No, miss me too! Ok, we're all here! Evvviva! Greetings Kisses hugs! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Cold, frost, wet! A whole glass of champagne has been poured in the middle of the river in my style neckline, the dress with a lot of flooding Fodara "Who the hell pushed Octavia, now send it in. .." Nowhere! Because nobody had pushed Octavia ! He had simply forgotten to have in holding a chalice, or maybe have a hand ... So, as usual, he bent pouring with the precision of an expert in shooting, all the champagne just in my neck Do not drop out!
And all while laughing my grave by now had come almost to the levels of the third floor of the underground, from the top!

Scene 5: It is morning, Yay dancing soon!! Get Aulin, a second rest, eat, make-up, parruccami, indeed, parruccami (Ottavia! and her star, which I smoothed his hair), choose good clothes, put on shoes and her otty yours! Ok it's late! 's midnight! But we should not be there at ten thirty? Well, we arrived all'unaEqualcosa. AHHAhahahhh! The only not drunk Come on, drink, drinks here! Two liman with salt and tequila! Lemmmon Two vodka, thanks! On the track! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Approaching him, the Mr. Big of Sex & theCity Milanese version. Set up: Straight back, boobs out, stomach in! Botta Otty because you have to see it! We have focused in two, but the agreement want it to be her! He looks at us! And then look at my brother! I think 'I must introduce myself, I must say that Mark is my brother up from .. "." Pleasure-intentioned mess of nonsense words to make him understand that I was presenting because we stood by and watched us and then I am the brother- Marco! "......................... BRAVA! CONGRATULATIONS! Luckily I have good and he blamed alcohol ... but figuraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Anyway at the end which has the left with a "Yes, I had noticed this morning ... A few minutes later happily snog with his girlfriend, a redfish and bandy-legged in a miniskirt!

Scene 6: the bathroom! After the last drink my stomach decided to raise the white flag .. "Otty, rule this, go to the bathroom." Row, hell! "Otti, this girl has to throw up, get out soon", a very nice ragfazza had decided to help me! "Come on, get out, she does not want to spit on his shoes, let it go." The door opens and shows her sbraitante: the girlfriend of one of the nicest guys I know (it was not Big). The Bocconi more acid than ever. I can not understand his words, but they are sweet. The rest you should tell your friend toilet, or a guy who still stood on his forehead curl hair.

Scene 7: at the entrance of the room. Ok, we're all there, is about to close! But I is not that I feel on top! Is here: "Fabio moved sooner." Pozzangherina with the pasta with the mushrooms that I had lovingly prepared Otty! Qlc If you had not noticed the first hour was obvious ... and I will go down in history as "the sister of Mark sbrattona. Brava!

Scene 8: the taxi. "Go home with a taxi that I'm calmer," My brother loves me! A curve, two curves could drive slower !!!!!" ... Excuse me, can approach. " Time three seconds, I open the door and do well out of hot chocolate in the afternoon! While Otty entertained the taxi driver talking about the weather .. QLS or else kill the tension. Ok, done, return. "Stella, so good your headache?": Otty is brilliant. Some people may not know that after the night, at 7 am, while people in the woods sbroccai going to run and her "Stella, will you ate qlc" ahahahahhahaha.

Well, Well not fared worse than me!
If someone wants to make a sequel I am there!
me the part!

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** ** Nuclear Energy Act does not take much to be happy! Teves

Did you know that was not there. There could be.
had counted on the fingers of your hand before you reach the door, and before the night before ... ... and ... quell'ancora
First one, then two, then three ...
Your music resounded from the ears to the heart. It was a pleasant companion. And did we focus, we cling to you no more ... not to feel the void.
was not there, but you knew that.
And then 4, then 5. Your hand was not enough, you got the other. You were not sad. This will do. Comes. There was still music to your ears, you were still a need for companionship, but your eyes were more alive in that blank look, because you know that just missed. It was enough to still count on two, three fingers at the most.

're now certain, there will be!
And your music is playing slower, not to the heart because the heart is stronger.
The road looks bigger, there is more room to run .. but there's no hurry. You know it's there waiting for you. Yet that freedom of thought in your footsteps, not control them. Your hands have just counted up to nine hours rummaging in her bag, found the keys, just because everything had to be perfect. Open the door and you are still safer ... there! You can not see it yet, but there! And the enthusiasm
devours the stairs two at a time .. is not you that want to run ... it is he who pushes you, it is strong, you can feel it ... You've view, perhaps it's her, she must ...

Did you know that was! The hug, kiss her, the look, the look and it's never enough. It's not like you expect it, it's beautiful ... it looks gold. And the more all in one go, and cry ...
crying because her happiness is yours.
and laugh ... because it seems to read you, and why is the same for him.
and cry .. because you seem to see those smiles, and hear laughter ...
and laugh again as the tears will fall on your face ... because you know that you are close neighbors ... neighbors.
And you're happy, happy, happy!

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From the diary of Teves

Yes, I have decided!
I took a drastic and radical decision ...
Yes, you can not take it anymore ... want ... want ... to go to Lourdes!
After years of bad luck I decided to leave.
The latest bad luck this morning. Wake up at 8, preparing the last things, I close my suitcase and go.
Departure at 9.30. Destination Rome!
The journey seemed quiet, few people on the bus ... but ... HORROR !!!!! The wind tunnel is closed, and the last resort was the Capannelle or UnOraEtrenta curves on curves!
The scenery was beautiful, nothing to say, the great mountains of Abruzzo ... but do not touch UnOraEtrenta curves on curves !!!!! At one point I felt even worse, what a nightmare!
Moral: I arrived at 12.20 instead of the "neat" Stazione Tiburtina at 14:15!
I still have not decided when to leave and if someone wants to join me, just say so ...

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Iaia ** ** The Sleeping Giant

From the diary of Iaia

long long time ago, in the era of the absurd, a little girl, cynical and evil, lived by the sea. Her heart fluttered in pain to the rhythm of the waves. Alone, wandering from beach to beach until he met the giant, so powerful as tender-hearted. They did not say anything, but began to wander along. During their cohabitation, the giant began to speak the Child and its sensitivity was shaken by the evil that she brooded in itself. He had met many people, visited entire worlds, seen a lot of poverty and experienced many hardships, but nothing had ever hit so his heart sank. Before long, including how his sufferings were not a real source of adverse effect, but inherent in it, tied a double thread to his life. One night in one of those when the moon covers the sea with her light and the stars talk to each other through their shine, the Giant turned to heaven, asking for his help. His life was surely affected by the encounter with the Child, to which it had a deep love, inseparable, however, the pain caused by his wickedness. Heaven, heartbroken, he explained that the Giant was one of the little pain relief: it was necessary that someone takes possession of all his bad side so that it could survive the good that is in it .. The Giant did not hesitate even a moment. His life was full and serene, his eyes had looked beyond the existing, and his heart throbbed for a long time in peace .. He did not hesitate, the Giant ..

The girl is not that being cruel and impassive, but his cynicism and his evil petrified the Giant, who took refuge in the mountains and fell asleep.
The giant rock is far from the sea and the nearest Heaven.
The baby is here, near the sea, with its heart beats to the rhythm of the waves.

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Nuclear Energy Act ** ** Barbarians Are Coming !!!!! ** Help ** GFC

From the diary of the Nuclear Energy Act

Help me!
The barbarians have arrived !!!!! I saw them, I knew them ... There are about ten

and craft entrepreneurs seem to do! Dropped from the far north riding airplanes and racing cars, designer clothes just miserable double-breasted Armani (gray, black, blue and maximum) and ties in the shop on Piazza Venezia (needless to say gray than black or blue ). Curious glasses, apparently the latest fashion (that of their time though!) and shoes, all the same the same, like the Smurfs, but different. For hand-held weapons have Sony and IBM laptops, but I suspect that they are enabled to throw flames, since they left here to go to refresh their tired limbs! And even if I became a barbaric and I fill 3-4 bags with their laptops, mobile phones and sneaking Palamara and corrected to take my bus to go straight home !??!?!?!

On the other hand are just a poor intern in the office left by 2 because you must answer the phone while they are feasting on the lovely and very good restaurant which is right next door! Which court would not have mercy on me and I have bitten my poor sandwich stage an hour ago ... because every time I was going to rest my teeth on the sandwich someone came and asked me "Excuse me, the services?". But I say, my dear barbarian, apart from the fact that "services" does not say not even my grandmother, but then there are three doors in the office, the meeting room where you are, you're not more barbarous, that output and another .... what can be the bathroom door !?!?!??!?! Why do not you think barbarian!

And then, because you terribly northern accent?! Do you want me to sleep with your lullaby? Want to start snoring?

And you barbaric glass, but you realize that you are 70 years and is no longer the case with you blond?!

And you, poor president Barbarian 2 meters tall and 10 as they do not say those pants to the seamstress that seems to stretch back from un'allagamento !?!?!? Why?!

But above all, my dear barbarians deprived backgrounds money and taste, because none of you, past me, ventured a "Do you remember me?! Come with us". Why?! It may not have seen me! But today I decided not to put the dress that makes me transparent, so it can be! Perhaps penavate me to come? ! Nor can it, because you reassured each other on PCs and handhelds, saying, "But so is the young lady." I know what is the answer, ugly barbarians who are not more !!!!! Why
in 24 hours or in the secret pocket of his jacket, perhaps one might even bring the consciousness there !!!!!

But I'm so happy! Why do you eat while chanting and maybe even spit, just like when you talk, my ears and rest, away from prying eyes, I can speak ill of you, HORRIBLE AND BORING THAT COME FROM DUMMY NORTH !!!!!

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Welcome back friends in the trash!

day cleaning, Today, home Crusco! But nothing to do with the hasty and compulsive weekly shifts for the bathroom, kitchen or rooms! This time it was a real punitive expedition against the Mosquitos!!

E 'dinner time, and the two survivors of House Crusco, Faith and the Nuclear Energy Act, are ready for a wonderful light supper: bread, salad and dried beef. Too bad, though, that opening the great bread basket (which is just below me), Faith is not only two "poor" slices of bread, but also moldy!
course bread, if nobody buys it, it grows in the bread basket ... but overlook this failure, also called sciancataggine, and we come to what happened next.
For the series "I can not see the hunger, but I do not miss anything with Kinder Bueno and I have it," Faith scrambles desperately seeking a substitute for bread, a package of crackers, some rice cakes, a slice of the loaf pan, or whatever might accompany the dried beef, why, my dear girls, at 9 is a bit 'late to decide to thaw the meat !!!!!
And try to look beyond and beyond, looking for up and down looking for ...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

A mosquitos, mosquitos two ... the cupboard is full of mosquitoes, or those nasty tiny brown insects that arise where there packages are opened and for years to come due. Yes, they were everywhere! Or maybe they were just open the package in the bottom drawer .. but in the heat and horror general, the two have raided more wretched half of the inventory of her belief, and eventually believed also to have them on!! Boys
scene: a on bouncing back from scrollarseli, the other with degreaser in hand, stuffing envelopes and bags of food, all in all still good. But they made it a good thing: finally made out of tea Martina, their first roommate, the one who made me live for a long year to be close to a horrible wheezing, closed jar, which he called "mushroom" But tell me with ...... who I have to live!

While the crazy scream, covering the cries of the neighbor who still seek my life (the Rome is always Rome), Mrs. Bresaola is still looking for a good companion!
And so it was that ordered the pizza!

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** ** Sleeping too much or sleep at all?

From the diary of the Nuclear Energy Act

What rin .. uh .. that dotage!
What ever they will be combining my neurons morning? Give a party? Or they rent boats and mini have decided to put together a very competitive race? In this case, who will win?! Atty
, the neuron blue tank top, which should instead look to keep me lively and attentive? O
Speedy, in green T-shirt, which on occasions other than this should take the high speed of my movements? Or maybe it will win Eyes, yellow tank top, which has no intention to undertake to keep wide open my already small eyes?!
Whoever is the winner, I just hope you sbrighino, because I'm sick of walking around in slow motion as the zombie more upset that ever existed!

all because of sleep! Okay, since I usually limit myself to 7, I'm not used to sleep 12 hours! 16 if we add the 4 hours of yesterday afternoon! But I never could put the alarm if today is Sunday, if I did the exam yesterday (30 and ass! hihihi) and if the night before on my bed were just clothes, since I spent the whole to study?! No, absolutely not!
Yet my hopes to wake up fresh and perky are wrecked, or maybe it wrecked my neurons! I CAN NOT WAKE UP AND MY BRAIN !!!!! SWINGING

It 's always so, just sleep a little more from the media, I feel like a rag!
Sbrilluc makes me think that even would sleep peacefully 16 hours later! A
Teves, which makes mandatory the first alarm at 22 to go to bed at 7 and one for wake: 9 hours per night is not lost if not speak!
A Iaia, which could concorrezza Livia, with the difference that during his sleep, strange things happen: throw away the cushion, it becomes one with the wall, talking, suddenly opens his eyes! Not to mention when, sleepwalking, he stuck in my bed! Lello E? In another life, maybe it was a turtle! Tranquil and blissful, always sleep, and especially anywhere!! When you say that God makes them and then they mate!
Luckily someone like me who is used to sleeping little, as Alberto with its motto "you can not miss the morning"!

Ok, I do not give! And I hope that before I go back to sleep I woke up!

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Iaia ** ** Hello Old Man of water! GFC

From the diary of Iaia.

I recently read a blog (the Fausticchia-quoted) that the water in that Lugano is inexplicably suffering from crap! We say that the House Crusco palates are accustomed to the cool, clear waters of the Gran Sasso and are therefore reluctant to drink tap those of Roman origin of ignorant! Just get close to the Tiber, to understand our strength!

However .. Unfounded or not, our fears lead us to stock up on bottled water bottles, which in most of the time we are kindly delivered to your home or from our parents, with a punitive expedition, or Sghi, a sweet Roman autocarrozzato ...

The persistent hot, lunches, dinners and junk food in the last several days we have developed a thirst, but a thirst ... And glu, glu, glu ... Stocks ended! So, bearing the carrelletto, kindly inherited from her grandmother and accompanied by the "forced" Teves, this morning I left for the expedition most annoying ... Going to buy water!

In recent months, unfortunately, we preferred the hateful, but more came, to our merchant Sma of trust: a humble and kind-looking old man, a "Mastro Geppetto" supply, which in recent years we went often to visit his stall in the market district. He had a few things, it's true .. But every time we kept the water Guizza famous water of Peoples (Abruzzo, then) and certainly one of the cheapest water in the market ... So, invigorated by this beautiful sunny day, energized and zompettanti, we went back to basics, looking water ..

Dribble old ladies with shopping cart, smiling at the greengrocers talkative, jump through the piles of chopped tomatoes .. We arrived last stand .. But how? There is no more? And our old man with water Guizza?? It has become a caricature of human! Equal in all respects and forced to trashissima "Aunt Assunta" of "The Nanny ! Marylin big hair blond, hot pink eye shadow, nail polish red pulp ... There was so bad that I did not see whether he had even in the Yorkshire arm!

With sadness in my heart and my empty carriage (for he had only sparkling water) we went away ... To return to the more gray Sma!

Hello old water!

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** ** Hot cuisine! Teves

up here, a photo of the fantastic cookies Faith

Good Friends of the trash ... You asked for hot topics and Faith you satisfied now, no time to acclimate.

eyed, mischievous smile, with a background trashissima Maria De Filippi, and the umpteenth playing Burraco ... but you know, Faith does not like to handle the cards!

the tools are always the same, the ingredients are more or less the same .. but this time, not just a brunette with a double ration yeast to satisfy the cravings of House Crusco!
This time the cookies! COOKIES Rome's most famous, because they can satisfy all the senses! Toglierrano well as hunger, but you can not really say that satisfy all the desires .. just say that confirm that the deficiency (d ' affected) increases the need for dessert!

Friends of the trash is only to be pitied ... but how can you not be in "failure" if they go around like four witches? Who with the turban on his head, as a kind of Moira Orfei, who refers the Ceratti day by day, as a kind of woman-doormat, who wears Underwear 800, as Miss (60 years) on the 2nd floor. ... What

there's more trash?

Luckily which are inanimate! And then tell me I'm a pig!

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** ** It comes and goes!!

From the diary of Teves

Life is like an intersection of streets full of traffic ... people coming and people going away.

Yesterday she returned after a long year of Erasmus, Alessandra .. someone very important to me!
Ale renew here the promise: if we are still single at 30 years, let's live together !!!!!

And people go away .. like Albe! Who will do more with a double portion of cake yeast - one of them instead of icing sugar!! About will have more or wildcard pinell me, with built-stroke .... eh eh eh ...

A great and a big WELCOME GOODBYE to these friends, who, with their joy and their simplicity have filled and fill the hearts of House Crusco!

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** ** Stronger Nuclear Energy Act of time! GFC

From the diary of the Nuclear Energy Act

2 years, yes, two years.
will happen to everyone asking "Who knows where I'll be in two years? Who will I be? Will work?" And all "was" possible ...
Most of the time are not cosmic quirements. Rather questions who come out with friends, or perhaps over coffee ... and drink after you've forgotten already more than essertele asked.

But not always.
happens sometimes, a few times, fortunately, to think that the future is not only entertainment in the boredom of an afternoon.

happens to think about the future because it can be awfully difficult to imagine today, because the fear is always the enemy par excellence: the fear that the memory does not take as hard as you promise and promises to do, fear that the time scarred and worn to deteriorate. All the soul, love, bonds of a certain degree-as someone called them.

happens when you know that certain passages do not walk around your house, some laughter will not fill your room, not some smiles to kiss your pillow ... two years.

But in the end, after all, a bit 'of the brain's left! And I thank him, and we hold on you, because he knows that time flies when you want it, that the fears pass, if you want, all or nothing is forever ... if you want.
And you roll up your sleeves! The clock is ticking! To manage them better!
If you want it!

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** **: A morning full of surprises

Dear Friends of the trash, now we're all really!

acquired the flatmate was not enough, this Pineto by Albe ... And 'round even Faith!

tremble cups, sussultino dishes and cutlery to gather a fire extinguisher timber - what's left cutlery made of wood! Why in the first room to complete the training, the first Mr. Spoon has scars too much effort to move from the edge of the pan on the gas, true Faith?!

Moreover, in this house I am not surprised about anything. Just as well that are above and beside the window, otherwise I was fried!

Oh well ... Friends of the trash is the time to say goodbye. I do not have a good heart, you'll see, but today will be an exception .. or rather two:

VIVA SUPER LUANA Undergraduate

(Alias \u200b\u200bfragola_filosofica or "Star of the firmament")

VIVA MARCO IE

(tostissimo has passed a written and oral on Thursday - good luck!)

For the uninitiated , Super Iaia Luana is the sister of Mark and I and the brother of the Nuclear Energy Act ... Two families of genes!!

Greetings to all Friends of the trash!