... and meanwhile life goes on here in Venice between acid-shit comments on my roommate Philip, annoying old woman who calls me for my love of home and especially for being in the house of a movie, a cigarette and a reed ... (also because I hate the cold, I hate to go out and walk especially ..... my only goal when the sun goes down the monopoly of the couch and the TV .... heated outbuilding and cover on his knees ... ).... and countless Guido aid super-patient-roommate when I try to use that thing you need to communicate that everyone knows but me use (Pera and maybe ... but I do not believe much of what I said) ... and that computer calls .... Fuck attachments to be sent with the mail and mail in general ... why can not I use the fax ?....
But oh well .. in the next goals that I set is to become a sports car to stop smoking .. (or buy cigarettes) ... the second was about to do it ... or rather ... and get among other things, my mother thinks we did it and I when I am in front of her in a hoarse voice due to EMH .. .. just happened to wake up ... even if they are six in the evening ...
for Regarding the first goal but I have already started (and will continue ..)... I went to the free swimming once this summer with the old man that I rounded the tub ... but we know we need training for these things .. . and then I smoke ... but, despite everything I had it made to swim for almost 45 minutes in a row with breaks of 15 seconds each time I swear .... but in the end it was a fiasco ... the head I weighed and I turned fearfully took me to get out of that tub evil ... Then they called an ambulance ....
but by no, wanting to make her pussy, I decided to leave no poolside but the same lanes .... unfortunate choice since the physical and mental fatigue and too much lactic acid in the brain made me tumble on myself and still slip on wet floor with her cap and goggles on .... and more than insult to injury: while I was looking for help and understanding from the lifeguard as a kind beached whale on the beach to those seeking to bring it back to Green Peace sea \u200b\u200b... I had to put up with comments that stalwart seventies, having made the war, had been accustomed to suffering far worse .... mah .... those young people are not more than once ... and especially when I was a child there was no obesity .......
alessandra
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