Less thirteen days to my week off.
Destination: Sardinia! From my dear SaraLoddo. Needless to say, I can not wait, to spend six days with her, the sea, and to see a place where I was or small or large, pcoo time ago, but no time for work and can do nothing.
Now I do two jobs and these 40gradi is not easy. And then the summer would just sit in a panciolle, no? The local news is making me ko. Boredom! Despair! Joint Commissioner without news! Delirium!
I'm really leaving aside the music, launch the appeal here: Pass me THINGS CONSIGLIATEMI RECORDS. Are dry. No time even to breathe.
Spain has won the world title. I'm dead by the desire to be in Madrid for the holidays .. so I wanted to see her burst of joy. In 2006 I had the good fortune of being in Rome, brothels and celebrations ever seen, with the whole clique of the union, beautiful friends that I miss more and more. And the next year, once in the Iberian capital, he often spoke of how she would come down if the city had ever won the world title.
Mythical. Extreme contentment. Well, now we can finally close the world.
tonight are in the Marches, for two days. Quick glimpse of holidays. Come back
I have to attend to things at home, probably to find a new tenant, make peace with the brain and get rid of some pebble in the shoe.
This city suffocates me in every way. The fan is not enough!
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