I feel in the mood to take consider a subject as paranoid as the false attacks from hypochondria surprise question of economics and law. Let's go back mentally back a few months - this time FLASHBACK introduced special effect that you like ........
December 31 of any year from when you won, after many arguments and whining, the permission of your parents to attend a party with friends, probably 16 years hormones, a thousand, glitter on her hair, eyes and nails, underwear strictly red lentils and after midnight to bring good luck, so he said my grandmother.
P er combat boredom and discontent that plague our lives normally, before uncorking the champagne at midnight, will be the way to a series of works in the short term autoconvincimento , also known as
GOOD new years resolutions.
Subtitle: Come on tell me that you say your mine.
All if they pose at least a dozen, no matter who you belong in the ranks of the Romantics in the back of a unicorn in constant search of eternal happiness or hyperrealists-nihilists-agnostic and a little misanthropic. Go as a go, January 3, ça va sans dire, any commitment we took in the atmosphere dissolves as the after-effects of acidity for sparkling wine drunk in the offer.
Euphoria end of the year, exacerbated by a poor sense of self-control alcoholic, pathetic lead to reworking of the following topic:
crash diet: Eliminate any form, subject, animal, person or even remotely smell that contain the term calorie. A little out of place given the shovel of mascarpone, which brought down, hoping to absorb 1% of alcohol content in it just to go free again and the endless dinner in the shadow of your family tree.
NO TO ZERBINAGGIO: There are those who will be seeking not to undergo ever more self-destructive in this controversial practice that leads only to tension and discomfort and do not know if you noticed but there your friends are tired of hearing your complaints. So much for change you could also change the order of the words used in long litany of broken record. Then do not be surprised if your audience to a point in the evening ran away with the bartender-pantry-happiness-in-bottle. Eh.
elevator STOP BY TOMORROW IS TAKE THE STAIRS. I would like to know that tomorrow you have. The elevators are still crammed with bipeds overweight. Me included.
And last but not least .... THIS YEAR TO DO a blow to my social life. Here you will find an example.
Saturday evening. London. 20:08 hours, I returned from work for 3 hours. The people outside were screaming happiness. I write in a blog that nobody reads and mate at night as I have a blister of paracetamol.
Cheers.
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