Sunday, August 2, 2009

Free Kate Playground Zip



sounds the alarm, open your eyes and look at the ceiling.

two minutes I needed to get up between gummy and stagger to the sink. Brrrr, water is very cold, but I wake up a little more. Less came tumbling to the shoemaker and I pick up the shirts. Always small in shirts and it's called a linguistic distortion inevitable.
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After short open between cuddle cat and let me do my stretches. One, two, one, two. "Dad, I'm going." But it is still asleep, so do not full and I get the keys. It's 8:30 and I have no desire to go jogging, but I force myself to do it, but not put me as fit as I wanted. You can not beat the status quo and making it your grandmother will cannelloni for a regiment. What can we do, if a child was flabby.

starts to get hot now. One, two, one, two. I know exactly the route, provided is the same one day after another and another and another. I do not want to get out of it but should, because it tires me one day after another and another and another. But I know and I know that is the journey that has cost me prepare, so I do not want to leave. Although you should, just to know he did not want.

One, two, one, two. A lot of people who cross me. Some are at my pace, some faster and some are even running. Me on and on, but I do not notice them. O yes, I know what they say but I do not notice. I like seeing that little moment of your day and feel that they know just to see how they walk, look around and respond. I always believed that you can meet people just to make the first gesture, some say it's the first impression, the more valid. To me, at bottom, seems to me a bullshit, but it's funny.

Finally, I take a shower. And I'm going to class. And give the class. And I come home. And at home, or out. And I'm going to the library and study or not. And I come home. And I eat dinner, and go to bed. But I feel as much bewildered as this morning when I wake up. E

equally alone.


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