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That some day get out of bed is not a good idea

The other day I was thinking (which alone is an event of some significance, mica happen every day, eh).
No, I just told myself, of course you, my Lillo, you have a timing that is second to none. Ie.
Italy goes to the dogs (oh my God, in reality, the world goes to hell, but we are in the small, it should be) and what you do?
You put on their own.

Shit, a genius.

Then you angry if you have little to do.
Sometimes I would sue my parents because they could at least put all the pieces, when I did, or maybe you could forget about some less important part of the brain.

And after all that shooting inexorably:

a-count of your years
b-count of what you would wanted / should have done instead and no
c-count of your many failures and sensational
d-The finding that you have not yet arranged a dick in your life (but we try), you're shit, but above that there are more between seasons and
-occurring depression post-cognitive magnitude 5.6
f-The desire for redemption, as the best family film, you dig inside, making you think crazy things like, "from tomorrow you change "or even" the next time I drink less "g-
The sadness of knowing very well that this argument have already done millemila times and never ever led anywhere

So, why me angry? So not even worth it.
Spend your life to get drunk at night, pretending that everything goes perfectly, and stop breaking the bales with cosmic all'equilibrio menate Ste. Ecchecazzo.

do not.
I know you want to be alone is difficult, it takes time, patience and lots of ass, but I've never had any of those three things. And I feel bad, and I do not want to write, to train, to do anything.
Male, Mr. Anderson.

will pass?
Well, I'm not convinced mica.
meantime I console (according to prominent media sources) just knowing that the rest of the world is not better than me, enlightened professionals paid good money does not explain why the children are pulling away from the nest the parents later and later, but mainly because Venice is a beautiful place, but to live there do not talk.

Well, today is a great day of shit.

Kiss.

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my return from holiday today: they have been around the Mediterranean on a giant ship for 10 days (poor). I was given the task (not at all unpleasant) to look after the trio grandmother-dog-house, with deleterious results for my patience and my coronary arteries, but oh well, now it is gone.

I started a solo career (to stop sexual jokes, ok?) For that concerns the work, and how it happens in the best traditions, there from Christmas parties to a friend needed a urgent issue, and I have worked for the bank holidays. But eventually the matter was really urgent, and then when a part of mica can spit in his hand, so I'm so felicerrimo.
seems to have already found something else to be taken, by then, there are good conditions. And then wake up and go to work in his underwear (which pretty picture, eh?) Limited to one meter from your bed is, objectively, that's cool.

last night that very good person to Skarfo brought me my new, brilliant and beautiful I-Pod Shuffle. Now I'm composing the hit list to go jogging in the morning, which proved to be a pretty good to me. I have to understand when and where to put the pieces, balancing the content, delivering the charge but without co sparingly me wait too long, a big job, in fact.
All this makes me very high fidelity, which in the end I'm sorry.

This Christmas and New Year I have only just digested. Ah yes. I spent a little bit.
E 'that are slow in these things. The holidays are always so dangerous, you want to mangiazza continuous, insistent want to swill (which is perhaps worse), want to revise a lot of people, and is not always a good thing. There are corners that should remain buried in place, but they do not, well, there seems to be a team of cavers dwarf dressed in red had the task to dig up everything you've diligently removed from your head, also because of the wonderful chance to forget, which is not always granted us poor fools.

However, planet Earth, everything as usual and I arrabatto smanaccio not to drown.
What then I wonder: in the end, everyone is hard to stay afloat, but it is worth it?

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* EDIT: Oh my God! Contact occurred. AMICHEEEEEEEEEE! Die of inviDDia!

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it never comes the new year and I do not write anything

There, I said.