Friday, April 9, 2010

Lower Back Pain Hurts When I Pee Stomach Pains

Penance.

Today (Sunday), after spending all morning attached to the console (which together with most of the day yesterday, Friday afternoon, and Thursday until 3 of the morning may sound serious, very serious) I decided to take a walk through the center of Granada, and thank God (do not know why I say this) had my camera in my backpack, because I had the
lucky to meet a couple or more of processions. This little accident has revived in me the spark of creativity, and I think the console will start to relax and photoshop brushes and begin to suffer my insistence. With the nonsense I have about 250 photos of parades, but do not be alarmed the staff, who are more than half of those you throw a bunch in a row to make animations (Or gifs).

... I'm the worst, I remembered that I need a program to open the photos in RAW format, so I have 3 or 4 that I can not see until I install it, something I'm doing at the moment. Shit, and I have to find the code to make gifs, this is complicated ... but I have the code. Now we just need the RAW ... (Keep in mind that every sentence I'm writing in an interval of several minutes, not that I'm going crazy). By the way, thanks to the teachings of Helena I'm saving a lot of time turning the photos (even worse was when he made the panoramas by hand, as seen in some photos primitive of this my blog). God, and now that I think, I format the computer, I lost the page where I upload the gifs to put here. I'm the worst! So while I

tuning photos, I will tell you more or less, although there is not much to tell. Since I wrote last time, toward the beginning of this month that little is left to finish, not great things have happened to me. I had four birthday. The first of my cousins \u200b\u200bEli and Miriam, which I attended after developing a couple of biscuits at the home of Gloria, a co-worker, because the next day contest against Sensi to see who was the best cake. In this birthday (after I tell you the outcome of the contest) I had the opportunity to meet many of my family, although I was not in a good mood because after spend an hour wandering around a village near Granada, calling everyone to try to reach meet, to stay with my uncle, who came with his brother's car and hit the car in front to stop at a roundabout (both are fine, but the van has lost aerodynamics, aerodynamics loooong) because I was not to lots of partying, but hey, not bad. I have to say that days later the van was afflicted evil I did that day, and came to Hazard (the name of the people, paradoxes of life) and a steaming heater impressive (and I mean the truck, not me). For what is seen was no oil and water, so after replacing it and fixing a sleeve, it seems that is still alive, although loss of oil (I keep referring to the vehicle). All this happened on a Sunday, which I do not know, but I could tell time by lifting a chair and watch it on the calendar, but I think it is relevant.
The following Monday the contest was held biscuits, which in turn has served as background for two people each week of the research group have a cooking contest, and so far have been two contests of biscuits and a cheese cake. In my case, I left to beat the competitor because a muscular arm and a fork in the hands of a childless man has nothing to deal with maternal love and a Thermomix. Although the company actually earns (or people), which feeds at our expense.
The following Sunday I had the birthday of my Aunt Mary Angus, in which I was swells to eat, I was playing "Round" with my uncles, which I got beef I still keep at -20 º C (or frozen, as call it non-laboratory workers).
do not know exactly at what time, and now I have no head to think, but I know it was a Friday, I was cumpleañosydespedida Isa, a girl from the laboratory that has gone to stay to the United States during 3 months. In this event there are photos that are not under my power (yet), but when you achieve them you can get an idea of \u200b\u200bthe people who have had the fortune to know. At that meet I was hoping to finish around 6 or so ago, with my backpack, to go straight to Madrid then on the bus. But fate would have had just a bit earlier and just arrange a time to sleep before going to the bus station, but ... to give me an hour would rather stale, and despite being somewhat drunk and tired, I remember not too bad I just got the game. Then hit 5 eternal journey short hours, most of them sleeping and arriving in Madrid. At the station I waited for my mother, who now has been revamped and has the same look that Lt. O'Neil, though I do it because I think that happens to be combing and disheveled.


NOTICE ....................... ...................
Keep in mind that the above I wrote over a week ago, and today, Wednesday, April 6, I will take forward and try to finish writing, I do not know that date will be published (I can just see that alter the date and time not to my taste)
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Well, I'm not able to start writing, I'll post this before it expires, and I comment here a few days as I was at the paintball and anything else they see fit. Sorry for the delay (at the time of writing, the mind does not have much basis), but I need inspiration, so when I'll be commenting.

Incidentally, today I have seen paternal, who come to spend some days in Granada, so I do not know when I will be able to re-publish, but I hope to resume writing.

And to entertain some of this, I put some photos I did on Palm Sunday. Gifs am unable to upload, but I'll keep trying. Keep in mind that the lack of light hindered my work as a photographer, but an Indian (from India) I saw that I did not mind, because the ca ... wearing a pair of digital-SLR-deesasquevalenunapasta, with two goals each as big (and expensive), but hey, in my humility I could get something interesting:

is
true that he could comment on the photos, but because of my religious ignorance as I can say is who Jesus is, whom the Virgin and Romans who, but do not know what Christ is, or what Madonna or anything like that. All I can offer is that the Christ of the last photo, which I think is punctured anabolic because it has a six pack like Leonidas in 300, turned in middle of the street (I mean the whole step) to greet a chapel / chapel / church that was in it. I must also say that the center of Granada was packed with people, and even bus routes are altered (which I had) to avoid traffic throughout the area.

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