Saturday, June 19, 2010

Digitalfotodiscount Franchising

Photos from the top. Congressman

I put some pictures stolen from my feat of last weekend:

Yes, up there is where I want to go. ..
... and where I came!

rest and meditation.

Down. All these houses next to the golf course lakes are empty, if someone needs shelter.

framework in red where is the Vanette.


Lamps for animals do not panic, because they do not think anyone else wandering around the area. In the signal rather than a man should have a rabbit or a bird.


This week we're running has been a little harsh. After a little work Monday for birthday girls and beer one night in preparation of case (and writing blog) on \u200b\u200bwhich day I realized that the poster who so lacked elaborate efforts of the title (although today my boss does not know, so you will not notice much) and little sleep to get up at about 5 and little to depart for Zaragoza ...

Now I'm pressed for time, since I left shortly to go back to the parties of Torrejón, this time with ALFREDO , who turns 10 años.Ya on Monday or Tuesday, after cleaning the house I will tell you how I was at Zaragoza and Torrejón me is going down.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Niedotlenienie Mozgu W Wyniku Uduszenia

Pepe Cobo.

guess in this world should be two types of people, those who organize all the millimeter and as soon as possible and to leave everything to the last moment and end up stressed out. But I believe that God (the handyman who made the world in 6 days and it made it there) had to make a mistake with me, it is true that my body was cast with a chisel new, brand new, and it was so good that he saw that could not be overcome, and threw the chisel to not draw any such holy fuck tool. And leaving aside the nonsense that go through my head, I am have been to go to Zaragoza with my boss and another boss at 6 am y. .. I have yet to finish the case. But, as they say in these parts, his cock instead of going to pack begins to make pollaicas computer with cock, his cock Ole!.
Well, as is usual for me, I will have more or less what he thinks fit, and in this case without any photographic paper (although I am waiting to receive photos of my coronation). On Saturday I made one of those typical craziness that occasionally rush. I met up with Nono, a native of San Fernando, Cadiz, to go for a ride in the country. I took him to the village where my grandfather has a plot, Caparacena. My goal was to climb a mountain near it, which I've been watching for years as a goal, one day I will raise up there. After parking "The Legendary" near a poplar grove, we headed to the mountains, but ... a river cut off our pace. In addition, some Gypsies "controlled" the only step that could have been echo walk through it, although they offered us to drive a car or tow for 10 euros each, one way or round trip, or I know it ended vying for the business. At the end rejected his offer and decided to try to cross the other side, but after we got another failure "The Legendary" to attack from the other side the mountain. After walking through a ghost town, or rather, a set of developments ghost attached to a huge golf course does not ghost, where there are even street lights in the forest, we reached the north side (or south, or whatever) and took the car in San Fernando (the town of Nono) to summit. The next hurdle, once drawn the river, was a fence. But it was not such a fence you jump or go through almost by accident, was placed there with balls, to prevent passage. But after a bit we go around the weak point, and trailing only slightly behind the obstacle was. And the only thing that stood for the summit was a hill from which you ass if you keep seeing the up front (which we did). Well after a tough climb, the summit came. (Here is where you should put some pictures that now I have, but someday I will ... or not.) And after the fall, which hurt a bit the back of the pants for dragging your ass glued to the floor, we finally reached the van and then to Granada. Y. .. That night we went out until 6 am, with the consequent consumption of beer and frequent and walk home from downtown Granada not to wait half an hour on the first bus in the morning because last night did not get to Zaidín .
And nothing, bitch played on Sunday, TV, play, read the introduction to the thesis of Gloria (a co-worker) for the correct, read the draft paper on the work I played in Cádiz y. .. to bed.
Today, after a day's work relaxed, completing the details of the conference I attend, and when I say I mean putting the finishing touches to finish making some graphics for the presentation of my head, cut a little poster I made ( see Figure 1) because I spent the measures, prepare the physiognomy, put the poster in a joint, pick up the poster-size prints folio y. .. "To pack?, Yes, that I will now, when you finish writing. I've also been busy with a bluff (uf, the subconscious mind fails, or bangs, and I put the name of a sampling area) in my birthday and I think Mercedes so I have not made the bag yet, but still I have about 6 hours before getting up.
Figure 1. Poster. I put it in low resolution to have no problems to put it where I should not or something, and that censorship would not be the first to suffer.

And finally, it is getting late, the past weekend, I invited people from the lab to house to celebrate my birthday, and after a great dinner (I was the cook), a few beers and some mixed drinks, we headed to the fair ... La Vanette!. I do not know how they dared get in the vehicle and the writer as a driver, but cast him win. The truth lead to people not to say that how cool, it looks like we super fast, it just Easter and two females in skirts (or skirt) in the field of view in your mirror may be somewhat difficult, but one is a professional and we get to the show. Once there, then awareness of the houses, that of "the RNC? (I think I got another sampling site, damn subconscious), another ska-rock-or-something-so , the Sagrada Familia (which turned out to be the most impacted us, with these young ligand quarantine cicuentonas) ... and do not know what else. In the end, when collected, in principle I would not take the car, but leave it in someone with little months of card and knowing the docility of the Vanette little, I decided to take me (and the way he looked in the mirror !!!).

Broadly there's not much to tell, just last week I had some stress, as the poster had to end this Congress, my boss did not come until Thursday for personal reasons, I needed to see how was my job, I put the anger that I left the cock (the exact words of my boss and my partner) and then I had to change, at night he slept little and not very well (who suffers an existential doubts from time to time ) ... this resulted in an EXPLOSION!, ha ha, on Friday I went to bed at 10 and rose at 9, like new. So I went to the field and went up late, now that I think.

's it, just say that I hope to learn a lot these days in Zaragoza, flirt with pretty women (and if they reach the 5 lower the bar, as I have recommended), and return with renewed energy, something difficult to Torrejón some parties involved. By the way, not looking in the rearview mirror while driving, even had it focused on hot spots.