Friday, September 28, 2007

Using Oxygen Blenders

proletarian triumph of justice! Aspiring poets

The post title is a line from a song that Mauro certainly knows: and of our own National prefers to speak in this first part of the post: Yesterday I went to repair the computer myself to Latin America by Mauro! yes I had to go unto her here for me to adjust for free (this is the kind of things you can not tell). fastiscissimo in our town has brought me the unfortunate andrea roccarina, which was largely beaten for having broken the computer ... I was a cabbie joint Latin mauro portatomi took me aside and offered me a closet in a drop of water. .. I feel I did the red flag was short and a crony from pomeroiggio (More than two hours infrattato in there). I saw, I saw how it works mauro: uses in-depth and practical tools such as call of duty, call of duty 2, medieval total war, Medieval II Total War and the first game of star wars luke arts (floppy) a rarity bought new york ... we talked about politics and sports on the brief appearance of a former colleague (a professor of art history and Ferrari red that also plays video games with him) was spoken by men (sìinsomma tits), but I do not say in what ways and to those reported, there was talk of Palmacci and his infamous class of the hobbits and abiamo tomas ... because we had also adjusted the computer ... then mauro was placed in front of his laptop, he showed me his American championship in Paths of Glory (oh I rhymed in 9 to 90 who were) and finally ended with a quarter of an hour anticpo (if it says minutes later came a mother desperately needed in immediate assistance? his orphans will stand the crying ...) that were rained inmpressionante so close ... and here ... oh well Monday I started university and I'm still homeless ... maybe Sunday riandarò to Florence and maybe I'll stay (if I can find the house) boh otherwise. I told myself that I had to take a sabbatical and go to work (seeeeee in dairy). about this, today my mother went to buy the mozzarella I've seen orlando Albanian (Ah mauro politicism also spoke Albanian, Romanian and Indian) wearing my paranaza (Caparezza written on it ...) ah those memories ... the dairy terrible ... maybe I'm missing the future casts a shadow and The convoluted skein. matteo

Saturday, September 22, 2007

I Want To Customize My Marlin 30-30

wanted ...

Hello! How are you? E 'by a PPO which are absent due to some commitments. The personal blog of Matthew seems to be, but his stories are fantastic ... And even if it is a dead man walking let him go as long as it goes! The political discussions between Matthew and Professor are beautiful worthy of a debate between Grillo Sgarbi ... You all know that I am nostalgic for the Fascist period and banquet are increasingly looking at what happens in the world (not intended in a metaphysical sense, but strictly pragmatic) oh well I'll stop here for now. Again there is to say that I changed jobs, 12 October I have the test (but it is a formality) to entering law at the Sapienza, and then continue to cultivate that, in my opinion, is the most noble and rare among the arts: music. Luckily, there she is! But the other nullagreganti?? Have you also fill a few pages! Well, having said that succeed in explaining why that title to my post. First of all I apologize because I use the blog to promote a personal thing, but the public interest. So. With my promuovento Cultural Association are a new poetry competition (and is the second edition) is open to all and where (you have to see how many participate) would like to make an anthology. Now I do not want to fall into platitudes and rhetoric, but I think everyone has a noble mind so as to bring out something important. And this is the main purpose of the competition. Then of course there are those who participated for a simple matter of economics as the ultimate prize. If you want to know more contact me or go to the site www.ma-va.it. Let me know what you think and take part in many. Greetings to all! See you soon. Francesco

Friday, September 14, 2007

Should I Go Jogging With A Staph Infection?

and everyway I protected wheeler and motherfuckers

the title is enigmatic, I know ... oh well hello there everyone, good and bad. how are you? I enjoy a state of absolute indifference now. I have come to that provided much needed by the cynics. What does this mean? I do not say. I read and cazzeggiano September and runs fast. in a while 'I started university life as well (I have yet to register, it is complicated to a degree iscriverse there empty!), yet still do not think. my biggest problem now is what to get Perron (I have the dedication, but I have the gift! I can not give gifts!). ah cmq Finsch ago in letters, but please do not make me think that I have makes the professor. exist some alternative ... the worker, a bricklayer, the peasant or even the pope, the newsagent and the garbage collector (these were the three works that have always dream of doing). Oh well, if anything, do an assessment of the summer: it was the most eventful summer my life: I shot a lot and seen a lot of people. apart from the tragic past August I left everything to work more often than I used before (with my parents' good PACE). What does it mean? I ended up on the road to perdition. ok, I know I enjoyed it, sometimes (and now that I have a melancholy mood, this is good). I stole chairs and I killed sparrows. I saw him smile gladiators live, beatings of the Nazis and the new right (kiss whoever takes the quote). mo in two weeks (so they tell me) change house, change jobs, change of life, ah that sucks, I do not think such a radical change. at least for the first time.
and at the halo party yesterday was great! Matt PS

answer Mauro soundtrack of the summer: Modena City Ramblers! and metal and then the other songs on the CD and Palmacci cccp. I a terrorist? but no, I have a political thought too complex and far far from sectarian ideas. are not common. theorize ideals without followers and becomes equal to the foundation of civilization. cmq Ramazotti ago and shit (though I worked with Tazenda. Long live the Tazenda)

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Organ In Back Above Waist On Left Side

End of period of worker

and so arrived on September 5, and while most of the mortals is committed to testing or other puttante for the university, ò I finished working in the dairy lager. for those who do not know I worked there (it is ironic: according insist perry too much on the fact that I was exploited by an infamous work). why I stopped? Well because I had broken my balls clearly. I recognize to be a short merdaccia in manual labor (I mean I'm a intelelttuale) and then made me put boh'm in awe, then I say that the climate there was unbearable (although now with fellow workers is now laughing and joking and me are all nice). actually I think that September razionalemnte me I should do everything, but never mind, so I decided then and will suffer the consequences of my choice. I dedicate this post to the Indian giorgio, giorgio Italian, Mirko, to brown, Dario, to Teresa and all mozzarellai, acneh accountants and even the bosses, including that mythological character of Antonio Lauretti. and now I enjoy this September. clearly come back to milk cows, and tilling the earth (in my house is completely missing the concept of free time), but perhaps a bit 'will find this work less burdensome. and then I will not distract me from cows and buffaloes. vojo first fuck (fuck here, fuck to Florence). vojo risucire then read as before, vojo go back to writing. vojo also be able to choose the university (now I am informed and are torn between a lot of things, October 1 is approaching). vojo also win the lottery, but that's another story. and so time passes, the summer is over, it's is time to start a new life and already I worry about how to reach the end of the month. goodbye
Matthew
PS George (the Italian one) called me Caparezza. Caparezza all called me. that sucks. But I was the "summer workers" and I said "you, Caparezza, you are the better PS2
I was reminded of the diploma for the first time ten days ago