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not even when I forget

Eh, I know. Forty

are many, yes.

No, do not start with la menata sul declino fisico, i capelli tanto li perdevi già a vent'anni. E gufavi anche me, mi dicevi che li avrei persi anch'io.

Tiè!

Sono ancora tutti qua e mi tengono un caldo della madonna. Perché forse non lo sai, ma oggi qui 33° e condizionatori a palla. Io ti vedo. Ti vedo sguazzare nell'acqua cristallina di Turquoise Bay, e a parte esaminare ai raggi X ogni femmina sotto i trenta e sopra i diciotto, ti vedo sghignazzare quando ti infili nelle nostre realtà attualmente fatte da pelle appiccicaticcia, gocce di sudore, starnuti, 730 da consegnare, code in tangenziale, fondoschiena diventati a forma di sedia da ufficio, bambini che trovano la notte interessante come momento to test their vocal cords, chronic fatigue, bellies ready to churn out children from improbable names, meetings of the condominium building where there is a relationship: mosquito = 1:1000, and more.

you want, these are our lives.

Routine. What then is that not necessarily all Pallos, deo gratia.

But I'd rather do with you dabbled in a Turquoise Bay. Looks a bit '.

And not to break the balls to say that you ruined the square: the ruin of me, too, eh!

(as I have always pedantic, I remember when I proposed to achieve questa zona non prendesti neppure in considerazione l'idea, poi due giorni dopo arrivasti da me e dalla compare, con tanto di cartina in mano, tutto eccitato, con la medesima proposta: ti avrei volentieri strangolato. E prova a darmi torto!)

Ah.

Buon compleanno, my friend.

Girdles On Older Women

In questo lungo periodo di lontananza dal blog ho avuto un po' da fare.

Tac, chirurgo vascolare, ematologo (che ancora devo vedere), perché contro tutte le probabilità, ho avuto un'altra trombosi. L'ennesima.

Fosse solo una gamba gonfia, pazienza. Fosse solo che rischi un po' la vita, pazienza (penso sempre che di qualcosa si dovrà pur die). It was just what you're told that you continue to have that you can not do anything about it, never mind.

But not only that.

are other consequences, ones that debilitate me and bring me grief and it is difficult to live with the pain and the inability to do things that before you did.

This morning I stayed for a couple of hours at home alone - a real miracle, because normally I always have a babysitter even if it makes me slightly angry - and, good heavens, I made myself a coffee.

I'm going to list the list of obstacles:

1. remove and clean the filter - stuck - coffee machine without getting dirty;
2. rinse this filter without you fall into the dirty dish in the kitchen sink (which is not adjusted, then the coach did not go under, but opposite);
3. drink coffee in the refrigerator for no spetasciarlo earth
4. take sugar, placed at a height that I still wonder how he did it without letting it fall to the ground and call the nice spring to harvest ants;
5. place the filter full of coffee in the car without burning;
6. take the cup of espresso now done - the cup could not go well, because due to the height of kitchen counter could not have the quantity - and bring on the table without burning.

There is always to keep in mind that they are gloomy, I do not move a finger (and not because I'm lazy), then all outlets have a lottery, you just miss the way the balance and you're fucked.

But apart from the coffee too long, I've done and are a little 'proud.

nonsense like this makes me happy. Allows me to think that there is always the motivation behind many things. Not all, but many.

In the meantime, I saw my fellow x-hemiplegic collapse, I wrote things that I hope are helpful to new x-hemiplegic, I saw nurses and carers to change (I have a well disgraced because he was incapable, but I would not have done if the bitch had not called her manager, probably telling her that I was a raving lunatic, who in turn called me), I saw my friends and my friends but leave not speak, from thrombosis due to contractions wild wild, I was requested on which machine is more convenient for me (the incentives are doing to change machines a large group of people and machines with high seat not for me, unless not to have a marcantonio you throw in), and this is something very nice, and then I cazzeggiano a bit '.

But there are.

I also hope to be a bit 'more perché se manco da qui vuol dire che le cose non vanno molto bene.

Ma oggi mi sono fatta il caffé. Giornata memorabile.

What Wattage Radiator

would not mind some good news when a stroke of luck when

Insomma.

La mia adorata Moldava ha fatto richiesta per il permesso di soggiorno nel luglio/agosto dell'anno passato. Contestualmente abbiamo fatto la richiesta per il ricongiungimento familiare per suo marito. Funziona così: tu compili e invii la richiesta online, poi devi essere contattato dallo Sportello Immigrazione per presentare i documenti che attestino dove verrà ospitata la persona e se hai uno stipendio tale da poterla mantenere. E altre scartoffie (un sacco).

Nel frattempo però era uscita una legge di matrice leghista che in pratica dice che after submission of documentation to the ATM, the Police has one hundred eighty days (six months!) time to give the green light, whereas before they were ninety days.

I would have to wait until autumn.

When she, weary of waiting, went to the door to ask to what extent was the practice, gave an appointment for the following month. He presented himself with all the required documents officially, but he called me saying that my deed was missing ... This is new! The deed! Fortunately I was able to find it, it scannerizzai and sent it by fax (made an exception, because the person at the counter was male, and Moldova, as well as be a beautiful girl, has the mild-mannered but firm).

Not even a month later came into possession of the authorization for the husband, and is so happy.

In just over a month back in Moldova and riabbraccerà his family. He wanted to stay away three days, we convinced them to take a week.

I know that I am very grateful for its regularization (where we also had much ass) and for the reunion.

However I do not want to express this gratitude with a gift. There is no need, because I feel almost like a sister, and it is natural to have done everything that has portato due bravissime persone a ottenere di poter stare in Italia. Non voglio che buttino via soldi. Il mio regalo è stato vederla piangere di felicità quando l'hanno chiamata per dirle che il nulla osta per il marito era pronto.

Basta questo. E giuro, non è retorica.