Salmon Cake Without Eggs

when you take the wrong decision.

When the day starts badly, you just have to ask why you have not been to bed under the covers.
I saw the downpour outside, but I said to myself: I am on vacation, I'm not going to spend a whole week at home just because it's drizzling outside. Heavy jacket, and umbrella in the car in a downtown breakfast and buy two or three things I needed.
We were wrong.
Check the parking lot and I try to open the umbrella, which actually no longer close enough so that untie the strap and voila! More automatic than that .... Arrival at macchinatta eats money to enter the euro and eats them without spitting out the paper. Mmm. Good start .... Meanwhile are also under flood and try to hold the umbrella with one hand and rummaging in my purse to take out the Mary Poppins style purse with the coins, and pray that there are other turkish coins ... this time it works and I start the machine package paid to put gold on the dashboard. Already half washed me start with my yellow envelopes from bagging at a tobacco shop for stamps. Nothing that you believe. Wrong! By the way, trying not to fly away with the umbrella and I am squashed up a window that displays Swarovski (like fucking write?), Trying with all my strength not to give up while holding my umbrella and I'm cursed clinging not to slip on no sidewalk ... never forget the expression of hatred mixed commiseration of the contract.
pretending nothing going briskly to breakfast, after which the envelopes I think here is better ... it takes me a coffee to go on the day. Arriving in front of my favorite bar and found the gate down. The reason I do not remember ever taking that closed on Wednesday I will never understand.
After breakfast "in the most" and he sent the envelopes (one I had to put in force within the box was how big but I won) back to the car trying to avoid passing the store of trinkets first not to meet the gaze of the job and I sling in the car trying to close the umbrella of the best ... in the end I left it open (and in a C2 is not the best ride with a huge side of this thing that takes me half a car).
Conclusion of 45 minutes of free output: feet soaked and cold, more broken umbrella that you can not, the machine's internal Stonfo, muscle tear in the shoulder because of the cold and slip right into the bones.
I know, my fault that I could stay home and play with the wii.
are now locked in a room with the duvet up under my eyes cats and dogs all around me to keep me warm ^ ^

Hearing Loss Wisdom Tooth

It 's weird when you want to say something that is ahead, slamming the

doors and kicks the walls, but you can not

give her a body.
The soul of the idea, thought,

has gripped you,

appears and disappears,

but I can not hold it,

to join her.
I wish I could understand this feeling.

E 'a worm that does not leave me alone.

Denise Milani Forums Skins Not

my years never knew

What sense does it continue to make the twenty years, if ever you feel?
I swear I do not know what happened to the last ten years of my life. Have not seen them, I have not known.
have flown away and I've learned that nothing .. How could this happen? Can it be so distracted?
My last memory are the outputs with friends and arguing with my teenagers that I do not understand. If you really were
past ten years I remember others, right? Maybe you remember how I grew up ... but I gained an inkling of ideas changed, amended, reads that have marked some way ... maybe ... maybe you remember a more sensitive person than me, a victim of the emotions of the moment, love for the first time, full of questions and doubts ... it is a vague memory, but this ... I was the one?
I was the little girl sitting at school looking out the window daydreaming?
And where is it now? Why is only a memory? Because life and time have changed so much? This is called maturity? It's called
growth?
Where are my age?