Friday, March 21, 2008

Footed Pajamas Pattern



It 's a shame to have overlooked so long my blog. I know. I'm aware of.
When someone neglects their blog is never out of malice against him. I imagine a bit 'as the bride / or far to where you think much love, but just can not reach because of the many many miles that separate them. So the blog as it is. One thinks of him. There languishing. Would you could say many things, but lack the time and occasion.
I think about my blog every time I pass the exit I go, that makes me as a link between the industrial area and the intricate world of road from Turin.
In the evening, tired and with the semi-lobotomized mind, I often go into the lane and Telepass pull out of the gate opener in a futile attempt to make myself open to that. The bar is still open and I feel every time a bit 'more foolish. There are moments when I would say, the story on this blog.
I am also thinking about it when I see the havoc that is here, always in the industrial area. Place where the laws do not exist, the trucks parked in the middle of the round. Nobody puts the arrows, many go against traffic.
Where do you hang out, out of our lovely offices, are prostitutes that they tear the pallet at one meter from you and are prepared to make a fire for the cold night that waits. Where every place is a dumpster. Naples where we've got it. Although the separate work here, at least for those who want to do. But a few steps from industries that produce mind-boggling turnovers, as the Italdesign to name just the most famous, where mushrooming shopping malls, such as 45 degrees North and a few steps to make new buildings with shops and supermarkets, next door is the incivility. And this is just one small example.


Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Part Time Job In Tim Horton Brampton

The Raketa chicory

now the most precious things in the world are those that are obtained free of charge. As a thing is rare is more precious. The reasoning is flawless. In this
caroeuro and dear all (today I spent € 60 for full, no comment ) senior citizens and not just with their basic pensions and their big bellies, because hunger does not age, are drawn as flies from this simple food.
found in nature very easily. The plants are very recognizable and, after a rapid boil, they can be eaten by their voracious appetites.
Armed hat, knife and plastic bag roam the fields bent at 90 degrees. Apart from the risk of not getting up and hitting or rather slip into something more than brown Green, the elderly are launched not only laughing on the fields of places outside the city. No. They even venture here in our gray and depressed industrial area to Vadò Moncalieri, full of all sorts of pollution free to try this delicacy. In small plots of land between the sidewalk and the state, they are sometimes with the grandchildren, the dog (which is also concimante fours) and his wife, to grab as soon emerge, these timid and green leaves.