finals - finals
GROUP SCUDETTO
reference to Thales - city of nicotine = 0-2
pompeus Aldus - copeland = 2-0 Lokomotiv
puvrazz - the dobro-Sephardic = 1-0
vernawa dapawa - viet fucking nam = 1-0
STANDINGS
Pompeus Aldus
Lokomotiv Puvrazz 47 38 36
Copeland
City of Nicotine 35
fucking Viet Nam
The Dobro 34-33 Sephardic Reference to Thales
33
Vernawa Dapawa 30
GROUP OF SHIT
hairy cunt - Twin koffy call me = 1-0
St. Francis of Assisi - St. Malachy el porcodhia = 0-3
a pot of Tweety - smiccio point g = 0-0
STANDINGS
Smiccio G-Spot A Pot of Titto
34 32 32
St. Malachy el Porcodhia
Twin Koffy Call 25 23
Hairy Pott
St. Francis of Assisi 19
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
the dobro-Sephardic - vernawa dapawa
Copeland - reference to Thales
city of nicotine - Aldus pompeus
viet fucking nam - Lokomotiv puvrazz
G. Wed
St. Malachy el porcodhia - a jug of Titta
smiccio point g - hairy cunt
koffy twins call me - St. Francis of Assisi
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
How To Tie A Double Hupper Converse
CREATE MOTION EMOTION
In speaking of well-being can not avoid in the context of humor.
mood, laughing and knowing laughter are essential for our well-being, not only psychological but also physical.
addition, the ability to laugh is a powerful coping skills, that is, to deal in a positive way difficult situations. For example, self-irony, not to excessive levels can protect us in many situations!
; ; ; ;
Elizabeth Bassani
In speaking of well-being can not avoid in the context of humor.
mood, laughing and knowing laughter are essential for our well-being, not only psychological but also physical.
mirror neurons are a stone thousand of positive psychology, and tell us that our brain is activated in the same way when we take action and when to simply watch. If you look at what someone take an object our mind activates the same motor patterns that would activate if we were in the first person to perform the same action.
One consequence of this is that we understand just imitating. This in turn proves that the mind and body are not two separate but interconnected.
The interesting aspect of this is that if we do do to our body as a representation of the joy our mind will put into place. In other words CREATE MOTION EMOTION, that our actions, how can it be a smile or a laugh, it creates an emotion in us. On a practical level, if we are sad, a smile can help us be happier.
The humor is, in fact, as mentioned, a natural strategy for our welfare. addition, the ability to laugh is a powerful coping skills, that is, to deal in a positive way difficult situations. For example, self-irony, not to excessive levels can protect us in many situations!
; ; ; ;
Elizabeth Bassani
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Places To Live In Humboldt California
URGENT!! A DAY WILL BE DELETED!!
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Read Yaoi Doujinshi Online
10th Day - 9th Day
GROUP SCUDETTO
Lokomotiv puvrazz - city of nicotine = 3-0
the dobro-Sephardic - pompeus Aldus = 0-2
vernawa dapawa - copeland = 2-1
viet fucking nam - reference to Thales = 3-0
STANDINGS
Pompeus Aldus
Copeland 44 36 35
Lokomotiv Puvrazz
fucking Viet Nam
The Dobro 34-33 Sephardic Reference to Thales
City of Nicotine 33 32 27
Vernawa Dapawa
ROUND shit
St. Francis of Assisi - a jug of Titta = 1-2
koffy twins call me - smiccio point g = 0-1
hairy cunt - St. Malachy el porcodhia = 3-1
STANDINGS
Smiccio G-Spot A Pot of Titto
33 31 29
St. Malachy el Porcodhia
Twin Koffy Call 25 20
Hairy Pott
St. Francis of Assisi 19
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
reference to Thales - city \u200b\u200bof nicotine
pompeus Aldus - copeland
Lokomotiv puvrazz - the dobro-Sephardic
vernawa dapawa - viet fucking nam
G. Wed
hairy cunt - Twin koffy
call me St. Francis of Assisi - St. Malachy el porcodhia
a pot of Tweety - smiccio point g
GROUP SCUDETTO
Lokomotiv puvrazz - city of nicotine = 3-0
the dobro-Sephardic - pompeus Aldus = 0-2
vernawa dapawa - copeland = 2-1
viet fucking nam - reference to Thales = 3-0
STANDINGS
Pompeus Aldus
Copeland 44 36 35
Lokomotiv Puvrazz
fucking Viet Nam
The Dobro 34-33 Sephardic Reference to Thales
City of Nicotine 33 32 27
Vernawa Dapawa
ROUND shit
St. Francis of Assisi - a jug of Titta = 1-2
koffy twins call me - smiccio point g = 0-1
hairy cunt - St. Malachy el porcodhia = 3-1
STANDINGS
Smiccio G-Spot A Pot of Titto
33 31 29
St. Malachy el Porcodhia
Twin Koffy Call 25 20
Hairy Pott
St. Francis of Assisi 19
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
reference to Thales - city \u200b\u200bof nicotine
pompeus Aldus - copeland
Lokomotiv puvrazz - the dobro-Sephardic
vernawa dapawa - viet fucking nam
G. Wed
hairy cunt - Twin koffy
call me St. Francis of Assisi - St. Malachy el porcodhia
a pot of Tweety - smiccio point g
Friday, February 11, 2011
Does Hiv Pep Cause Weird Pains?
Monday, February 7, 2011
Tamplet For Building Inspection
-finals finals
GROUP SCUDETTO
pompeus Aldus - vernawa dapawa = 2-0
Copeland - the dobro-Sephardic = 3-1
reference to Thales - = 1-1 Lokomotiv puvrazz
city of nicotine - viet fucking nam = 3-1
STANDINGS
Pompeus Aldus
41 Copeland 36
The Sephardic-Dobro 33
Reference to Thales
33 32 Lokomotiv Puvrazz
City of Nicotine 32 Viet Nam 31
fucking
Vernawa Dapawa 24
GROUP shit
a pot of Tweety - hairy cunt = 0-0
smiccio the G - St. Francis of Assisi
= 1-1 St. Malachy el porcodhia - twins koffy call me = 1-1
STANDINGS
Smiccio Point G 30
St. Malachy el Porcodhia 29
a pot of Titto 28
Twin Koffy Call 25
San Francesco d'Assisi 19
Hairy Pott 17
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
Lokomotiv puvrazz - city of nicotine
the dobro-Sephardic - Aldus pompeus
vernawa dapawa - copeland
viet fucking nam - reference to Thales
G. Wed
St. Francis of Assisi - a jug Titta
koffy twins call me - smiccio point g
hairy cunt - St. Malachy el porcodhia
GROUP SCUDETTO
pompeus Aldus - vernawa dapawa = 2-0
Copeland - the dobro-Sephardic = 3-1
reference to Thales - = 1-1 Lokomotiv puvrazz
city of nicotine - viet fucking nam = 3-1
STANDINGS
Pompeus Aldus
41 Copeland 36
The Sephardic-Dobro 33
Reference to Thales
33 32 Lokomotiv Puvrazz
City of Nicotine 32 Viet Nam 31
fucking
Vernawa Dapawa 24
GROUP shit
a pot of Tweety - hairy cunt = 0-0
smiccio the G - St. Francis of Assisi
= 1-1 St. Malachy el porcodhia - twins koffy call me = 1-1
STANDINGS
Smiccio Point G 30
St. Malachy el Porcodhia 29
a pot of Titto 28
Twin Koffy Call 25
San Francesco d'Assisi 19
Hairy Pott 17
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
Lokomotiv puvrazz - city of nicotine
the dobro-Sephardic - Aldus pompeus
vernawa dapawa - copeland
viet fucking nam - reference to Thales
G. Wed
St. Francis of Assisi - a jug Titta
koffy twins call me - smiccio point g
hairy cunt - St. Malachy el porcodhia
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Toe Cut After Pedicure
Poses
on air: " Poses " Rufus Wainwright
assume poses sometimes voluntarily, and we can not distance ourselves from the figure that we have set. More is the world we forced to accept them, and who knows how to fuck you to move.
I am in an uncomfortable position for a while ', caught between the poles that hinder my thoughts.
All that's missing is a soft skin, eyes wet with joy. A thinking hard but happy. frenzy rage and peace continues. With me, everything.
I reconsider the way I perceive the world and to relate to my duties, my pleasures, my dreams. Delete from the bottom of my stomach feeling of perpetual fear.
The world can be beautiful, even if there is not much more. My life can be peaceful, though he lacks a bit '. The joy I found in my hands and in my ears is real, I have to accept it. Although I left behind me spare me, I'm finding the front is beautiful at the same time, maybe more sometimes. And there is much more than I expected.
not necessarily what you leave is better than you expect.
I'm waving my past, slowly, with much pain. A pain but I am doing well, I is caring. Maybe my problem so far has been that.
"Shit! The world can not be fine if you're not here." This
I felt inside until now. Although he no longer existed in my mind was an image of happiness that Matt had given me, his clear eyes looking at me with adoration. In my mind there was the memory of his apology and his feelings. I had built its own shining image. Shone within me obscuring everything else, nothing was more important than that, it was my only goal, but not long ago corresponded closer to reality. Now more and more the image fades and is replaced by a more gray plastic. Yet, something inside me seems not to surrender to this, and my body is convinced that the past can only make me happy.
But it is not, because the world is beautiful, my life is. I am, the music is. And the past can not affect the future, ever.
I'm sick of this posturing. I'm sick of this tragedy, celebrate unconsciously perpetuating the hidden pain that attaches to each of my happiness ruining any source of smiles.
I'm sick of feeling this compulsion in me still, my mind rebels at every light, unable to enjoy the fragrance of serenity.
must lose something to find something. Sometimes the loss seems unbridgeable, but just wait. Everything passes. Passes through a river of blood (or shit), or passes over a blue sky. Or maybe through the crowd, or in a dark alley and empty. Maybe going through months of pain, tears. Maybe apathy. Sometimes depression, cut veins. Sometimes nymphomania, even repression. Passes. And then it arrives. Reach a smile comes to new lips. Comes with new tears, a relief. Passes.
assume new attitudes, time to walk the catwalk. Are the subject of color photos, dance a sad and melancholic music. They did so, the depressed music makes me feel good.
assume new poses, I decide to smile at last.
That the past is there, but the future is everywhere and it's up to me to decide where to put it.
on air: " Poses " Rufus Wainwright
I am in an uncomfortable position for a while ', caught between the poles that hinder my thoughts.
All that's missing is a soft skin, eyes wet with joy. A thinking hard but happy. frenzy rage and peace continues. With me, everything.
I reconsider the way I perceive the world and to relate to my duties, my pleasures, my dreams. Delete from the bottom of my stomach feeling of perpetual fear.
The world can be beautiful, even if there is not much more. My life can be peaceful, though he lacks a bit '. The joy I found in my hands and in my ears is real, I have to accept it. Although I left behind me spare me, I'm finding the front is beautiful at the same time, maybe more sometimes. And there is much more than I expected.
not necessarily what you leave is better than you expect.
I'm waving my past, slowly, with much pain. A pain but I am doing well, I is caring. Maybe my problem so far has been that.
"Shit! The world can not be fine if you're not here." This
I felt inside until now. Although he no longer existed in my mind was an image of happiness that Matt had given me, his clear eyes looking at me with adoration. In my mind there was the memory of his apology and his feelings. I had built its own shining image. Shone within me obscuring everything else, nothing was more important than that, it was my only goal, but not long ago corresponded closer to reality. Now more and more the image fades and is replaced by a more gray plastic. Yet, something inside me seems not to surrender to this, and my body is convinced that the past can only make me happy.
But it is not, because the world is beautiful, my life is. I am, the music is. And the past can not affect the future, ever.
I'm sick of this posturing. I'm sick of this tragedy, celebrate unconsciously perpetuating the hidden pain that attaches to each of my happiness ruining any source of smiles.
I'm sick of feeling this compulsion in me still, my mind rebels at every light, unable to enjoy the fragrance of serenity.
must lose something to find something. Sometimes the loss seems unbridgeable, but just wait. Everything passes. Passes through a river of blood (or shit), or passes over a blue sky. Or maybe through the crowd, or in a dark alley and empty. Maybe going through months of pain, tears. Maybe apathy. Sometimes depression, cut veins. Sometimes nymphomania, even repression. Passes. And then it arrives. Reach a smile comes to new lips. Comes with new tears, a relief. Passes.
assume new attitudes, time to walk the catwalk. Are the subject of color photos, dance a sad and melancholic music. They did so, the depressed music makes me feel good.
assume new poses, I decide to smile at last.
That the past is there, but the future is everywhere and it's up to me to decide where to put it.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Rikers Island Visiting Calendar 2010
8th Day - 7th Day
GROUP SCUDETTO
vernawa dapawa - reference to Thales = 1-1 Lokomotiv
puvrazz - pompeus Aldus = 0-1
the dobro -Sephardic - city of nicotine
viet fucking nam = 1-0 - 0-1 = copeland
Pompeus Aldus RANKING 38 Sephardic
The Dobro-33
Copeland 33
Reference to Thales 32
fucking Viet Nam 31
Lokomotiv Puvrazz
City of Nicotine 31 29 24
Vernawa Dapawa
GROUP shit
koffy twins call me - a jug of Titta
= 1-0 St. Francis of Assisi - hairy cunt = 1 -0
St. Malachy el porcodhia - smiccio point g = 2-0
STANDINGS
Smiccio G-Spot 29
St. Malachy el Porcodhia 28
a pot of Titto 27
Twin Koffy Call
24 St. Francis of Assisi 18
Hairy Pott 16
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
pompeus Aldus - vernawa dapawa
Copeland - the dobro-Sephardic
reference to Thales - Lokomotiv puvrazz
city of nicotine - Viet fucking nam
G. Wed
a pot of Tweety - hairy cunt
smiccio point g - St. Francis of Assisi St. Malachy
el porcodhia - Twin koffy call me
OFFICIAL!
AUCTION HOME REPAIR Iacopino (VIA SAN BRUNO)
TOMORROW 10:30 am Saturday, Feb. 5.
RECOMMENDED PUNCTUALITY '
THE PRESIDENT
GROUP SCUDETTO
vernawa dapawa - reference to Thales = 1-1 Lokomotiv
puvrazz - pompeus Aldus = 0-1
the dobro -Sephardic - city of nicotine
viet fucking nam = 1-0 - 0-1 = copeland
Pompeus Aldus RANKING 38 Sephardic
The Dobro-33
Copeland 33
Reference to Thales 32
fucking Viet Nam 31
Lokomotiv Puvrazz
City of Nicotine 31 29 24
Vernawa Dapawa
GROUP shit
koffy twins call me - a jug of Titta
= 1-0 St. Francis of Assisi - hairy cunt = 1 -0
St. Malachy el porcodhia - smiccio point g = 2-0
STANDINGS
Smiccio G-Spot 29
St. Malachy el Porcodhia 28
a pot of Titto 27
Twin Koffy Call
24 St. Francis of Assisi 18
Hairy Pott 16
NEXT ROUND
G. Scud
pompeus Aldus - vernawa dapawa
Copeland - the dobro-Sephardic
reference to Thales - Lokomotiv puvrazz
city of nicotine - Viet fucking nam
G. Wed
a pot of Tweety - hairy cunt
smiccio point g - St. Francis of Assisi St. Malachy
el porcodhia - Twin koffy call me
OFFICIAL!
AUCTION HOME REPAIR Iacopino (VIA SAN BRUNO)
TOMORROW 10:30 am Saturday, Feb. 5.
RECOMMENDED PUNCTUALITY '
THE PRESIDENT
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Inexpensive Throw Pillows
Awards =)
moooooltissimo had not received an award on the blog, and now I'm taking two in a single blow (by the same person, Bert )
The first is this:
And the rules are:
Now it's up to me, and I name my three worthy winners (twelve are too many, in my opinion)
- Prize Adynaton , one that has' not seen on these shores, and I miss so much his flowery prose and his thoughts are so close to mine.
- Prize Panta Rei , with the hope that this little innovation will bring many more and has no more fear of flying. Believes that its wings are not trained because he is afraid to fly, but from what he writes that he feels could go much higher.
- Prize Saim on its website that deals with the world through the eyes of a naive dreamer, a bit 'scared, but full of courage.
The second prize is this, and it seems that he deserved because my blog is stylish. Oh yeah. I got style. What style has yet to be identified, but in the meantime I have one. That is no small thing. ;)
And the prize goes to:
- Aryadne the beautiful, the scent of ginger and cinnamon his fantasy world, looking over his wire by imaginary tightrope walker, not realizing that flies. She did it with style.
- Jacqueline and his psychedelic style and sour. Every time I read shocked. It 's a genius.
- Sky to and his line that splits the buildings with his words sharp, clear, straightforward. It 's a real person, real, with all that entails.
To accept this award, however, must comply with a rule: I must say seven things I do not know me.
Let 's see:
1 - Sometimes I feel lonely at night when I sleep with stuffed animals when I was little. Never one, otherwise you may feel alone, separate from the others.
2 - There are handprints color on the ceiling (attic) of my room. I made them do the people who came here and shared a bit 'of my life. I started with M, and long, there were only mine and his. Then came those of G. Then the same day as those of D, F and E. The last ones I and R. Who knows what else will be there.
3 - Mid-October I decided to make a new day and I am succeeding.
4 - I learned English in elementary school heard the songs of the Spice Girls
5 - The dark chocolate makes me more of the reeds.
6 - The thing I like most about sex is the feeling of the person's skin on my hands.
7 - My dream in life is to become a singer fairly well-known and appreciated, and let me do the flick back the onion to the hair with the wooden wedges.
I did my duty, now it's your turn, pass the baton. =)
moooooltissimo had not received an award on the blog, and now I'm taking two in a single blow (by the same person, Bert )
The first is this:
- thank those who have rewarded;
- write a post for the prize;
- increased to 12 blogs that we feel worthy;
- insert the link of each of the blogs we chose;
- say to the winners.
Now it's up to me, and I name my three worthy winners (twelve are too many, in my opinion)
- Prize Adynaton , one that has' not seen on these shores, and I miss so much his flowery prose and his thoughts are so close to mine.
- Prize Panta Rei , with the hope that this little innovation will bring many more and has no more fear of flying. Believes that its wings are not trained because he is afraid to fly, but from what he writes that he feels could go much higher.
- Prize Saim on its website that deals with the world through the eyes of a naive dreamer, a bit 'scared, but full of courage.
The second prize is this, and it seems that he deserved because my blog is stylish. Oh yeah. I got style. What style has yet to be identified, but in the meantime I have one. That is no small thing. ;)
And the prize goes to:
- Aryadne the beautiful, the scent of ginger and cinnamon his fantasy world, looking over his wire by imaginary tightrope walker, not realizing that flies. She did it with style.
- Jacqueline and his psychedelic style and sour. Every time I read shocked. It 's a genius.
- Sky to and his line that splits the buildings with his words sharp, clear, straightforward. It 's a real person, real, with all that entails.
To accept this award, however, must comply with a rule: I must say seven things I do not know me.
Let 's see:
1 - Sometimes I feel lonely at night when I sleep with stuffed animals when I was little. Never one, otherwise you may feel alone, separate from the others.
2 - There are handprints color on the ceiling (attic) of my room. I made them do the people who came here and shared a bit 'of my life. I started with M, and long, there were only mine and his. Then came those of G. Then the same day as those of D, F and E. The last ones I and R. Who knows what else will be there.
3 - Mid-October I decided to make a new day and I am succeeding.
4 - I learned English in elementary school heard the songs of the Spice Girls
5 - The dark chocolate makes me more of the reeds.
6 - The thing I like most about sex is the feeling of the person's skin on my hands.
7 - My dream in life is to become a singer fairly well-known and appreciated, and let me do the flick back the onion to the hair with the wooden wedges.
I did my duty, now it's your turn, pass the baton. =)
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