on the blog, for a few moments. It was The pasta (happy eggs!) , it was 1 May (Toledo, closed. Good thing I drank the coffee at Galata… thx :* ) .
I know many of you have been worried about present mine on blogs and on Y!M. I understood that bets were placed on my disappearance…. “He died in a serious car accident!” , “He remarried!” , “Run after rabbits and green horses” (return to “green horses” , later. involves many walls.), “He won 32048329048329482 EURO in the lottery and ran abroad with a 16-year-old girl” , “He hired a director of underdevelopment at Eugen” , “He was definitely the one…from OTV…Elodia's lover… ala.. ” , “It's like I saw him one day… He was sweeping through Piata Daciai…”, ” It lends itself to the electoral campaign”, etc. bent fingers and spare parts.
Well … gossip and rumors. In reality, I killed myself with a cruel laziness , we worked in a team on several projects (me with the eyes and Eugen with the keys. In the team, I said!) i ran till i'm tired, I waited until I bored, I turned into one circle restricted by …variant (this is about a year ago…) until I chose on cea more complicated, I broke friendship contracts smart, intelligent, nice, beautiful and with money (if you didn't understand, it's about you vb. delete my number from the phone book), I gave up feeding the obsessions of ladies with superiority complexes, I gave up wasting my time with unspeakable beauty (a se format…), I trained the saleswomen from the Non-Stop in the corner. I enter the store, they hand me the package of Kent 1, until I reach the counter, etc. routine. Okaya … 01:04 and I feel like I have to close the door, go down to the kitchen, make myself a strong and sweet coffee, turn on Reality TV and smoke a cigarette looking through the glass of the TV. ntz..
good night
“enter your PIN code and say my password “
Ahh…and yes, I played on Photoshop:
too many rotten cracks, so that I can climb up there and from Red Bull , I let myself … ;)
