olia_tandoori @ 2010-02-17T12: 14:00
Friends, someone was in Malta? What kind of animal and What is eaten?
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Arsene Wenger Phone Number
olia_tandoori @ 2010-02-14T12: 07:00
today I counted at least 4 holiday. So all of the new year, tiger, love each other and at the same time forgive me for everything. Yes, and ¡Viva el Carnaval! You
today I counted at least 4 holiday. So all of the new year, tiger, love each other and at the same time forgive me for everything. Yes, and ¡Viva el Carnaval! You
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Digital Playground Movies Watching Online
olia_tandoori @ 2010-02-06T12: 17:00
asked about my second job. As a small illustration of an excerpt from "Tales of the details," Oster:
Once this story fairly direct way turned the events in my life, and largely because of her I am there, where I am.
A reference to this Saturday's my job, thinking: what youth hostel in Barcelona - not such a round house, where you can meet travelers from all sorts of countries and continents without leaving the site? These
Saturday for me soon, "before pleasure" rather than "business time". To work here every day I would not want to transfer to the discharge of daily, these "passive adventure. "
usually stop here not tourists with a suitcase on wheels, rolled up from the airport by taxi, and travelers with a backpack behind them, and some of them prokolesili, walked half of Europe, half of the Earth.
Some guests are remembered for a long time: a writer of erotic stories Holland, a fighter for human rights in Argentina, great mother and daughter from France, the Rastaman from Japan, a lover Lakrimozy from Russia (places in the hotel if not, and I invited her home and she invited us back to the concert) ...
course, not all only the beginning. Starting the morning with a call to the police or an ambulance to me as ever. Those who work the night shift, too, "saw the world its true light" - is they have to cope with a particularly violent, carry law and order and the catch of the common areas of a couple, giving windy love.
Of Curiosities: We encountered two Italians from different cities after a long conversation found out that we have to each other cousins ("- I'm in Sicily is Uncle Thomas. - And I do!").
So much work, not work, rest, not rest.
asked about my second job. As a small illustration of an excerpt from "Tales of the details," Oster:
soul of Hosonosa was wide as the carpet on which wrestlers compete. It always fought two desires. Desire to sit at home all day, drinking tea with a cake and lazy struggled with desire from morning till evening to meet with various interesting travelers and learn from them the news. Ho one can be found at home? Only their own cat and then, if you have one. So that with someone to meet, have the most travel. A traveling, sitting at home with a cup of tea in one hand and a piece of cake in another, also does not work.
two desires in the soul Hosonosa fought-fought and could not defeat each other. Poor Hosonos tried to reconcile them, but they do not would tolerate. Then Hosonos took and built a house in the middle of Africa, where all African crossed paths. Home Get a great, round, with many doors in different directions. Now Hosonos could sit quietly, be lazy, but in different doors of his house all the time came and went by those who walked along the paths. Who wanted to sit down at the table to drink tea and chat, and who was in a hurry - just entered, greeting, saying goodbye and went into the other door.
two desires in the soul Hosonosa fought-fought and could not defeat each other. Poor Hosonos tried to reconcile them, but they do not would tolerate. Then Hosonos took and built a house in the middle of Africa, where all African crossed paths. Home Get a great, round, with many doors in different directions. Now Hosonos could sit quietly, be lazy, but in different doors of his house all the time came and went by those who walked along the paths. Who wanted to sit down at the table to drink tea and chat, and who was in a hurry - just entered, greeting, saying goodbye and went into the other door.
Once this story fairly direct way turned the events in my life, and largely because of her I am there, where I am.
A reference to this Saturday's my job, thinking: what youth hostel in Barcelona - not such a round house, where you can meet travelers from all sorts of countries and continents without leaving the site? These
Saturday for me soon, "before pleasure" rather than "business time". To work here every day I would not want to transfer to the discharge of daily, these "passive adventure. "
usually stop here not tourists with a suitcase on wheels, rolled up from the airport by taxi, and travelers with a backpack behind them, and some of them prokolesili, walked half of Europe, half of the Earth.
Some guests are remembered for a long time: a writer of erotic stories Holland, a fighter for human rights in Argentina, great mother and daughter from France, the Rastaman from Japan, a lover Lakrimozy from Russia (places in the hotel if not, and I invited her home and she invited us back to the concert) ...
course, not all only the beginning. Starting the morning with a call to the police or an ambulance to me as ever. Those who work the night shift, too, "saw the world its true light" - is they have to cope with a particularly violent, carry law and order and the catch of the common areas of a couple, giving windy love.
Of Curiosities: We encountered two Italians from different cities after a long conversation found out that we have to each other cousins ("- I'm in Sicily is Uncle Thomas. - And I do!").
So much work, not work, rest, not rest.
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