I want to back
Thus, the deadline day, nearly all, I spent a Ol'kin bar and on the streets of Madrid. Something like stuffed clothes into a suitcase, was taken to the airport, fortunately, not on Motyka. Feelings Strange: Olka cried, I cried, as always sad to leave ... Not having time to enter the plane got an elbow in the belly from Russian woman, otherwise you will not tell, and, thus, was More outraged and sent ... Hail, Motherland!
From the airport I went straight to my beloved job .... And entering into the gates, sprawled on the ice. Painting oil: a suitcase, backpack, bag, two boxes with 6 bottles of wine ... The main thing - to save the wine. Coming out of the corps Mark Izrailevich helped her up and then reported This planning meeting on. Since my return fiericheskoe glorify me for the entire facility.
And, instead of after work go to his home bed, I zalipla at work then in the atrium, and then called me bratello and as a result of the night I pulled in Chisinau and we went to cure her mother of Anton. I came home to after midnight ...
Suitcase on my Babushkinskiy, toothbrush in the airport, and I ... did not know in what I view ...
Monday, February 14, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Pagan/wiccan Blogger Templates
ne hochu ya domoy
I do not want to Moscow, I did not have enough of Madrid, Spain, I did not have Hoski, I did not have a motorcycle, I did not have enough sun, I did not have heat, I do not want to go to -20, today, in fact, in a blouse to jump ... Tomorrow will see off Spain I rainy tears.
tried many new things this year, a lot of romance, a lot of tenderness, emotion, little ...
But with Goyo prokolbasilo, as always, qué nos quiten lo bailao ... But this is drkgaya story ... I guess a bird in rukahvse still real ... and Crane, mis sigueñas, que seais libres ....
Do not get me this year, but ... we should go and have to come ... for the sake of myself ... I wish you the one who broke my dream, the same ... Bogolyubskii, continue to sit in their swamp!
But I met a wonderful and Hoskoy prvela time in the house of my mechsty.
I'm glad that the week coped with postosteomielitnym synovitis almost-year-old, happy that he listens to me, that has postponed his great so far and takes care of my knee uprazhneniemi and pours vodka. An Affair of Honor - outdo local trauma.
Alexei Alexandrovich!! thank you for my knowledge!!
home tomorrow ...
I do not want to Moscow, I did not have enough of Madrid, Spain, I did not have Hoski, I did not have a motorcycle, I did not have enough sun, I did not have heat, I do not want to go to -20, today, in fact, in a blouse to jump ... Tomorrow will see off Spain I rainy tears.
tried many new things this year, a lot of romance, a lot of tenderness, emotion, little ...
But with Goyo prokolbasilo, as always, qué nos quiten lo bailao ... But this is drkgaya story ... I guess a bird in rukahvse still real ... and Crane, mis sigueñas, que seais libres ....
Do not get me this year, but ... we should go and have to come ... for the sake of myself ... I wish you the one who broke my dream, the same ... Bogolyubskii, continue to sit in their swamp!
But I met a wonderful and Hoskoy prvela time in the house of my mechsty.
I'm glad that the week coped with postosteomielitnym synovitis almost-year-old, happy that he listens to me, that has postponed his great so far and takes care of my knee uprazhneniemi and pours vodka. An Affair of Honor - outdo local trauma.
Alexei Alexandrovich!! thank you for my knowledge!!
home tomorrow ...
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Binoculars And Spotting Scopes On Planes
Nostalgia
What a wonderful weather, sun, heat in my Madrid.
returned from the Netherlands, gle we Olko froze up bones, not looking for 3 sweaters and a warm enough jacket. I managed to cheer on there, but the garbage was drunk so much cliff that I never drank so much of life.
A weekend I spent again in the mansion Hoserrity, with his little son and friends.
sawed and cut wood, walked with Karletesom shot from a bow, so cool. I zahrenachila somewhere arrow then searched for sex in the evening, probably hit the boar, and he fled. Then my bow broke ... I destroyer.
Oh, how I would like to become a mother. I love the 2 days с 6-летним чудом.
Друзья Хосерры прикольныt,я правда, молчала в большей степени, как-то малословна я.
А сейчас выяснила, что все-таки живое во мне осталось. Позвонила Goyo, now sausage and tears ... I met the river is likely. Thought had passed, and a fig ...
What a wonderful weather, sun, heat in my Madrid.
returned from the Netherlands, gle we Olko froze up bones, not looking for 3 sweaters and a warm enough jacket. I managed to cheer on there, but the garbage was drunk so much cliff that I never drank so much of life.
A weekend I spent again in the mansion Hoserrity, with his little son and friends.
sawed and cut wood, walked with Karletesom shot from a bow, so cool. I zahrenachila somewhere arrow then searched for sex in the evening, probably hit the boar, and he fled. Then my bow broke ... I destroyer.
Oh, how I would like to become a mother. I love the 2 days с 6-летним чудом.
Друзья Хосерры прикольныt,я правда, молчала в большей степени, как-то малословна я.
А сейчас выяснила, что все-таки живое во мне осталось. Позвонила Goyo, now sausage and tears ... I met the river is likely. Thought had passed, and a fig ...
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
What Is The Os On Your Cervix
itak, ya v otpuske ....
So I'm in Europe. Arrived on Friday evening, I met a goldsmith, на машине в этот раз, к счастью, мы чуть- чуть пошлялись и я, неживая, пошла спать домой. Олька, наверное, обиделась... но, пусть поймет!
Первые ощущения: странно, strange ... but this time more than mine. But I do not understand what it is. Saturday was the exam on that later. Could be better, but when you consider that I was not prepared ...
On examination I took Hoserra and we went to the birthday of his drugu.Snachala I hesitated, and then, after the third Ribera ... By 7 am arrived at his dacha. 10 acres land with snakes, wild boars, partridges, oak grove. Damn, there are no words, some expressions ... Everything was great: walking in the mountains, the evening before the fire, hot soup with ham on a tray. But why did I not Torquay? I, apparently, it is necessary that a muzzle on the table, then all will be right.
Now I'm in Amsterdam. None of marijuana, either from me keksika vshtyrilo not ... can I die?
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So I'm in Europe. Arrived on Friday evening, I met a goldsmith, на машине в этот раз, к счастью, мы чуть- чуть пошлялись и я, неживая, пошла спать домой. Олька, наверное, обиделась... но, пусть поймет!
Первые ощущения: странно, strange ... but this time more than mine. But I do not understand what it is. Saturday was the exam on that later. Could be better, but when you consider that I was not prepared ...
On examination I took Hoserra and we went to the birthday of his drugu.Snachala I hesitated, and then, after the third Ribera ... By 7 am arrived at his dacha. 10 acres land with snakes, wild boars, partridges, oak grove. Damn, there are no words, some expressions ... Everything was great: walking in the mountains, the evening before the fire, hot soup with ham on a tray. But why did I not Torquay? I, apparently, it is necessary that a muzzle on the table, then all will be right.
Now I'm in Amsterdam. None of marijuana, either from me keksika vshtyrilo not ... can I die?
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