tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304889645197525132012-02-03T15:07:24.978+02:00in-pre-jurmirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.comBlogger4501100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-15063716966381769682009-03-06T18:02:00.002+02:002009-03-06T18:07:35.225+02:00Toata expeditia la capatul lumii se impiedica de internet. Nu e, e dar fara semnal, e dar are doar o bara care nu reuseste sa urce tot folderul de poze, modemul e interzis ca a consumat pe-o noapte cu semnal minim 2000 de euro.<div>Stres maxim.</div><div>Altfel, suntem in Valdivia. E frig, foarte frig tinand cont ca acum 1 saptamana eram pe plaja Copacabana din Rio, la 40 de grade. A mers pana la urma apa calda, am schimbat camerele de 3 ori in decurs de-o noapte si-o zi.</div><div>Sunt sanatoasa, exceptand mucii, tusitu' si o usoara intoxicatie. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Mi-e dor de toata lumea. </div><div>Tine-ti-ne pumnii si nu ne mai purtati pica, sau macar lasati pica sa fie asul norocos ca parca prea multe obstacole ne stau in cale. Tehnica scartaie ca restul merge ca uns.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hai!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1506371696638176968?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-60961274270372842172009-02-18T18:19:00.002+02:002009-02-18T18:42:36.048+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SZw1KvDoB9I/AAAAAAAABhc/NEP4Zo7eHY8/s1600-h/5+minutes+ago.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SZw1KvDoB9I/AAAAAAAABhc/NEP4Zo7eHY8/s320/5+minutes+ago.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304172919682238418" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>toxic-0.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6096127427037284217?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-58602488938432878142009-02-13T19:05:00.004+02:002009-02-18T18:49:27.317+02:00"bine ca nu ma mai duc la banca, sa nu patesc ceva. n-am ce face acolo, nu iau si nici n-am de dat bani" rade. isi ridica cotul de pe masa acoperita cu musama groasa, inflorata. scutura incet, aproape elegant cate firimituri cu degetele rasfirate si lungi. isi impreuneaza mainile si-si invarte inelul pe deget.<div>"e-o nebunie. (rade) e ca-n vestul salbatic. (se opreste brusc din ras. zambeste ironic, grav).. la brasov, niste criminali au spart o banca. au omorat 3 persoane. azi aflu ca astia au primit LIBER de la puscarie cateva luni, unu' fiindca avea o problema la ochi, altu' avea furuncul. si ce? s-au mai intors? pai imi dai liber deci puscaria nu e chiaar atata de importanta... deci mai stau pe-aici, mai scot niste bani, mai omor un om." isi ridica ochii din musama si-i intoarce catre geam. e aburit. "a nins ieri seara. nu mai ninge ca inainte. erau zapezi de 2 metri" se ridica. zambeste familiar si isi mai toarna o cana cu ceai verde.</div><div>"la scoala e si gradinita acum. e o nebunie. nu mai sunt copii. 2 etaje s-au transformat in gradinite, ca sa avem cu ce sa umplem scoala. o clasa doua de-antaia. ca sa nu mai vorbesc si de votarea maririi cu 50% a salariilor noastre, decizia ca nu nu-s bani iar acum s-au hotarat sa ne si ia indemnizatii, tot. E da' doar n-o sa mor din asta?! de 20 de ani suntem profesori, stim (rade). o sa mananc doar cartofi cu iaurt, putini cartofi mai si ingrasa (rade si se intoarce la zambetul sec)" isi mesteca agitat ceaiul in cana, priveste vartejul si se incrunta, poate se gandeste cat mai are pana dispare tot zaharul.</div><div>"intr-un tren, cu calatori, tren normal... au gasit 2 compartimente pline cu munitie. pai ce? crezi ca nu e posibil, ba bine ca e. ce sa se complice, transportau si ei marfa ieftin, ca la noi merge." rade, rade zgomotos, ca un copil. "eu nu stiu cum sa traiesc in tara asta. e hilar totusi, ca iata-ma traiesc! ieri a nins, ti-am spus?"</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5860248893843287814?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-82124805318999499322009-02-10T20:26:00.002+02:002009-02-10T22:34:37.137+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SZHksjffzbI/AAAAAAAABhU/LlHKzBi9MfM/s1600-h/berlin.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SZHksjffzbI/AAAAAAAABhU/LlHKzBi9MfM/s320/berlin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301269690484510130" /></a><br /><br /><div>Imi doresc berlin mai mult ca aer.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8212480531899949932?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-19452614702597096822009-02-04T06:46:00.003+02:002009-02-04T13:57:32.425+02:00mihaela: pablo mi-a zis ca-s un vis mah, un vis.<div><br /></div><div>mie mi-e teama sa nu mor intr-o dimineata. lipsa de respiratie din cauza mucilor cu sange. tutun. maxim.</div><div><br /></div><div>de ce sexul se opreste mereu cand barbatii au orgasm? </div><div>mihaela: da mah, io cred in plm ca pe la 1700 femeile se si speriau daca aveau orgasm.</div><div><br /></div><div>maine fotoshuting. dam la ce?</div><div><br /></div><div>la b*^i! (bis)</div><div><br /></div><div>hai!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1945261470259709682?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-88012803634386353502009-01-25T05:41:00.000+02:002009-01-25T05:42:38.385+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXvfi1MLArI/AAAAAAAABhE/4XFVCaxGXfI/s1600-h/just+got+out.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXvfi1MLArI/AAAAAAAABhE/4XFVCaxGXfI/s320/just+got+out.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295071576390828722" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>ma falesc.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8801280363438635350?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-60007401557035328412009-01-21T05:33:00.003+02:002009-01-21T06:08:31.447+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXaflubP_5I/AAAAAAAABgY/kS0G77JRsoE/s1600-h/first+step+in+ba.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXaflubP_5I/AAAAAAAABgY/kS0G77JRsoE/s320/first+step+in+ba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293593882486898578" /></a><br /><br />Sunt hotarata sa ma fac fericita.<br />Atat trebuie sa stiti.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6000740155703532841?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-26684404921470396612009-01-19T20:55:00.001+02:002009-01-19T20:58:51.792+02:00Cea mai depresiva zi din an, worldwide, zic expertii.<br /><br />Hai cu buenos airesu!<br /><br />Dispar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2668440492147039661?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-84325346652379873672009-01-18T22:10:00.001+02:002009-01-18T22:12:39.589+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXONHoU2n0I/AAAAAAAABgQ/KJwNonsNFUE/s1600-h/eu3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SXONHoU2n0I/AAAAAAAABgQ/KJwNonsNFUE/s320/eu3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292729149313949506" /></a><br /><br />bah linge si tu foita asta ca io nu mai am saliva.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8432534665237987367?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-56174327282952459892009-01-15T01:53:00.000+02:002009-01-15T01:54:19.447+02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OfcrEVLbGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OfcrEVLbGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><br />Miss broadway.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5617432728295245989?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-23052945144286802932009-01-14T03:09:00.001+02:002009-01-14T03:12:46.529+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SW0725Qn8nI/AAAAAAAABgI/DWzmmmtG6zY/s1600-h/P1115344.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SW0725Qn8nI/AAAAAAAABgI/DWzmmmtG6zY/s320/P1115344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950951499723378" /></a><div><br />Noua ne plac surprizele<br />Da' sa stim si noi.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2305294514428680293?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-56758213838332924102009-01-12T13:53:00.001+02:002009-01-12T13:53:34.511+02:00<a href="http://www.transfer.ro/storage/Glass_Candy_-_Beat_Box__2007_-e5b9d.rar">MUZICA</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5675821383833292410?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-54479783053606282382009-01-12T04:51:00.003+02:002009-01-12T05:00:25.225+02:00vete a la mierda me conocen muerte = Du-te dracu 'mă cunoaşte moartea<br /><br />recibe en tu nariz como alambre = devine în nas cu sârmă<br /><br />Ir n-cocina matii = Du-te-n bucătărie matii<br /><br />mierda pito = nenorocit de penis<br /><br /> offered by googletranslate.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5447978305360628238?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-13991613147046282642009-01-11T19:44:00.000+02:002009-01-11T19:46:19.945+02:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJwDnOhuMA4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJwDnOhuMA4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1399161314704628264?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-54121369836175745502009-01-10T05:23:00.002+02:002009-01-10T05:30:04.230+02:00Deci:<div><br /></div><div>ventilator sau macar feon cu aer rece</div><div>agrafe si cateva elastice de borcane</div><div>machiaj electric</div><div>inca o sfoara cu lumini, repetitia nu omoara. lumineaza.</div><div>sandale x 2</div><div>cuier cu oglinda mare / rafturi mai solide decat scoarta de palmier adunata din parc, care tine doar esarfe x 2</div><div>perne de fund</div><div>boxe</div><div>casti</div><div>switch de casti</div><div>costum de baie sau macar slip </div><div>ceai de menta si spidsticuscat</div><div>si material.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5412136983617574550?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-7842732830658180142009-01-08T22:17:00.001+02:002009-01-08T22:26:21.740+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SWZfeTUrYaI/AAAAAAAABgA/6IjQtVd9lIc/s1600-h/new.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SWZfeTUrYaI/AAAAAAAABgA/6IjQtVd9lIc/s320/new.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289019786580943266" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>i got to be unstoppable.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-784273283065818014?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-2674044795135321912009-01-08T21:34:00.001+02:002009-01-08T21:35:31.895+02:00<a href="http://www.transfer.ro/storage/41946fc136.zip">AICI.</a><br /><br />Cu timp de reactie limitat.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-267404479513532191?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-15414066126796738052009-01-08T19:57:00.002+02:002009-01-08T19:59:28.678+02:00In my skin<div>I'm alone</div><div>I'm miles away.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUZqlb5IKdU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUZqlb5IKdU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Never older <br />Always the same<br />Like a minute dies everyday<br />I'm no kinda man<br />When I'm here with you<br />No kinda man<br />When I live you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1541406612679673805?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-41323894902378290442009-01-05T17:46:00.001+02:002009-01-05T17:48:14.178+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SWIro3HNw_I/AAAAAAAABf4/JK2vA9vGGV8/s1600-h/golden+cage2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SWIro3HNw_I/AAAAAAAABf4/JK2vA9vGGV8/s320/golden+cage2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287836893475357682" /></a><div><br />Vreau sa fac dus si s-ascult muzica. in acelasi t.i.m.p.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4132389490237829044?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-1013652848801564322009-01-05T08:40:00.000+02:002009-01-05T08:42:05.641+02:00Am ciocnit un mandm si ne-am culcat.<div><br /></div><div>e bine. mai stai!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-101365284880156432?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-11879951674106539932009-01-05T02:52:00.000+02:002009-01-05T05:04:24.711+02:00Enough with this nonsense.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1187995167410653993?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-25630625898076741332009-01-04T20:25:00.001+02:002009-01-04T22:16:28.845+02:00deci ce faci?<div>murmur.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.transfer.ro/storage/28e1cddc40.zip">AICI.</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Luati de va bucurati!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2563062589807674133?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-57429490699576779762009-01-03T22:17:00.002+02:002009-01-03T22:18:18.418+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SV_IAec-YeI/AAAAAAAABfw/sHyAXYM-mro/s1600-h/me+fly.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SV_IAec-YeI/AAAAAAAABfw/sHyAXYM-mro/s320/me+fly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287164398056399330" /></a><div><br />Mi-am varsat cafea si pe suflet.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5742949069957677976?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-66947256868002654152009-01-02T07:33:00.002+02:002009-01-02T07:34:48.963+02:00asta e ca basmul ala padurea adormita<div>da, da frumoasa sau fara. haha</div><div>razi tu razi zmeule</div><div>razi tu razi harap alb haha.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6694725686800265415?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-82102403392105240032009-01-02T06:21:00.002+02:002009-01-02T07:18:52.552+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SV2jpsiBA0I/AAAAAAAABfo/OwAget-epy4/s1600-h/70s.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SV2jpsiBA0I/AAAAAAAABfo/OwAget-epy4/s320/70s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286561474326627138" /></a><div><br />desfraudesfraudetreioridesfrau.<div>radem pe iarba verde apoi pe nisip.</div><div>ohdoamneprapadul.</div><div>atata pisat n-am mai vazut in veci.</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8210240339210524003?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-60546857168775517002008-12-30T21:59:00.007+02:002008-12-30T22:28:15.159+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SVp__KoATWI/AAAAAAAABfg/LHyw5KnFLpQ/s1600-h/2875345226_0681c8fdd9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SVp__KoATWI/AAAAAAAABfg/LHyw5KnFLpQ/s320/2875345226_0681c8fdd9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285677835833331042" /></a><br />(his brother)<br /><div><br /></div><div>Si ma tin de glume. <div><br /></div><div>Imi place sportul asta. Ras de fumat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Noul meu contact pe flickr <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"> <b><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/algalb_al7ano0on/" title="Link to ῟ ĐΛM3ΛT 7ZИ ~»'s photostream" style="color: rgb(16, 87, 174); text-decoration: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">῟ ĐΛM3ΛT 7ZИ ~»</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. C</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">omentariile apartin flickrienilor </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">din grupul  </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">قولي .. حبيتك ولا اقوى البعد عنّ.</span></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/algalb_al7ano0on/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/algalb_al7ano0on/</a><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6054685716877551700?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-38041680649087793622008-12-30T21:45:00.002+02:002008-12-30T21:54:46.543+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SVp8cDZHSoI/AAAAAAAABfY/CZk_5TFRqjM/s1600-h/round+and+round.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SVp8cDZHSoI/AAAAAAAABfY/CZk_5TFRqjM/s320/round+and+round.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285673934061521538" /></a><br /><br />Ma trezesc in fiecare dimineata in acelasi vis.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3804168064908779362?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-47849671263736787332008-12-13T05:21:00.002+02:002008-12-13T05:29:03.726+02:00-Tenemos que ablar toda la noche espaniol.<div>-Si, asta manana.</div><div>-Ahora! Es la primera! Entonces que aces?</div><div>- Me olbido!</div><div>- No no, es asi: yo me olbido</div><div>- Si, tu te oblido.</div><div>- No no</div><div>- Que? Nos vemos. Almoada vene de la moale.</div><div><br /></div><div>Deci pot fa.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4784967126373678733?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-57131424392197793232008-12-05T20:01:00.001+02:002008-12-05T20:02:37.216+02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "><h4 style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); margin-bottom: 10px; ">Tags</h4><div id="thetags" style="display: block; width: 230px; "><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-3163"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/couple/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with couple" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with couple" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/couple/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">couple</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-3936"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/married/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with married" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with married" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/married/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">married</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-8434"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/husband/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with husband" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; 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color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with wife" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/wife/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">wife</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-1036"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/sex/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with sex" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with sex" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/sex/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">sex</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-15460"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/oral/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with oral" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with oral" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/oral/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">oral</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-4584"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/fuck/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with fuck" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with fuck" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/fuck/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">fuck</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-6451"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/anal/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with anal" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; 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color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with ass" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/ass/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">ass</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-6447"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/butt/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with butt" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; 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color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with honeymoon" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/honeymoon/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">honeymoon</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-1785"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/screw/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with screw" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with screw" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/screw/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">screw</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-417688"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/penetrate/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with penetrate" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with penetrate" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/penetrate/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">penetrate</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-28780"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/enter/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with enter" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with enter" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/enter/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">enter</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-4922"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/head/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with head" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with head" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/head/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">head</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-6048"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/dick/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with dick" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with dick" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/dick/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">dick</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-1779"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/penis/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with penis" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with penis" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/penis/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">penis</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-17301"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/vagina/" title="Click this icon to see other photos and videos tagged with vagina" class="globe" onmouseover="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe_over.gif';" onmouseout="this.childNodes[0].src='http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif';" style="margin-right: 5px; color: rgb(0, 99, 220); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/icon_globe.gif" width="16" height="16" class="icon" alt="Click this icon to see all public photos and videos tagged with vagina" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindbodyspiritcpl/tags/vagina/" title="Added by Historic Erotica" class="Plain" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">vagina</a></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-17301"><br /></div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-17301">That's some description he made here. Well you can imagine, better than i did before watching, what category of pictures you can ALSO find on flickr.</div><div id="tagdiv4516600-3044156149-17301"><br /></div></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5713142439219779323?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-37318184258011236852008-12-01T14:35:00.002+02:002008-12-01T14:42:03.529+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/STPaGzjZZII/AAAAAAAABfQ/rd46PdBrU1w/s1600-h/3073209704_dfed5ce378_b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/STPaGzjZZII/AAAAAAAABfQ/rd46PdBrU1w/s320/3073209704_dfed5ce378_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274799399033726082" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>De ziua Romaniei ma mut. Oricum de cand sunt aici sunt mai romanca ca niciodata deci sarbatoresc de 3 luni.</div><div>Mi-e dor de limba noastra.</div><div>Si daca n-ati vazut pana acum Battle in the Sky, trebuie!</div><div><br /></div><div>Care e povestea unei femei care asteapta intr-un aeroport cu o foaie in mana pe care scrie "Mama lui Carlos". Ana nu are dreadlocks dar se comporta de parca ar avea. N-are treaba cu samponu 3 in 1. Si ce e 3? Miros? </div><div>M-am trezit cam tarziu, alti craci alt make-up, o noua zi.</div><div>Poza e a lui Daniel, un fel de homemade experiment care s-a transformat in mine machiata cu imprimeu de pantaloni. Se poarta orice zilele astea.</div><div><br /></div><div>SA-RA Creative Partner m-ncalzit desi e vara.</div><div>Am plecat deja.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3731818425801123685?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-86013545143964348302008-11-30T03:09:00.002+02:002008-11-30T03:41:11.114+02:00Cred ca s-a indragostit de altcineva mah! Sau s-a lasat repede seara si s-a sarit calu. Mi se face greu daca mai trag. Mai bine pun simion sa vezi cum e Romania. Sigur ca poti sa-mi inregistrezi vocea pe telefon ca sa inveti pana la urma cum sa pronunti <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">â<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">!?</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Pai urci niste scari de lemn si dai de-un hol luung din ferestre. Vezi tot. 2 bai in extreme. Si cameraaaa, cu doua ferestre usi si un balcon fals ca-ntr-un turn cu scari melc. Are si living. Doua. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">Fara atingeri prea multe, doar scantei. Poate-s false mah. Ei, lasa-le sa fie, imi plac oricum.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">Enjoy next level!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8601354514396434830?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-44295841099067173742008-11-16T00:54:00.002+02:002008-11-16T00:57:44.091+02:00<span style="font-weight:bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.thephotographicdictionary.org/birthday.html">Enjoy</a></span>!</span><br /><br />Nu mi-au furat nicio mana, deci pot sa-i fur si eu.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4429584109906717374?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-24552689175317612862008-11-07T19:02:00.002+02:002008-11-07T19:05:02.110+02:00Prima intalnire cu un studio.<br />Prima ora de yoga.<br />Primul labirint pacalit.<br />Prima impresie buna rau de tot.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2455268917531761286?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-35612604004683564322008-11-07T05:12:00.002+02:002008-11-07T05:26:49.590+02:00Am gasit 5 urme artistice din 100 si ceva.<br />Stiuleti de creativitate si stickere cu bec. Mai precis te duci dupa dresuri si cumperi indicii. Nu stii ce sa faci cu ele te bagi in metrou. Incalci legea fara flash si misuni prin subteran. Cauti si-apoi uiti ce faci si te bucuri totusi ca uite e numai una dupa bellas artes. Te-ntorci si intri usor emotionat.<br />- Anaaaaa<br />- Hei baieti!<br />- asculta<br />si frate nu, nu-i nici tiganeasca nici romana, poate ucraineana sau ceva. imi pare rau, dar nu stiu. o fii accentu' dar atunci de ce nu stiu sa citesc eu versurile?<br />Pfff clar, am calcat in Santiago 2 luni ca sa cant la multi. cui, care-i urmatoru? john joooohn, in 20 si ceva de zile.<br />Mulţi ani trăiaaascăăăă<br />Mulţi ani trăiaaascăăăă<br />Mulltianiiicăăiakkkkaaaăaaaa<br />Multianiaăăkkkaaaaa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3561260400468356432?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-44622233236702549462008-11-05T16:30:00.000+02:002008-11-05T16:31:04.153+02:00p.o.: Calendar evenimente 05 noiembrie 2008 - * Club A găzduieşte, de la ora 18:00, piesa de teatru „<span style="font-weight:bold;">Unde te duci tu, Ano?</span>”, care dă posibilitatea spectatorului de a se implica şi de a schimba acţiunea, urmată de teatru forum şi discuţii cu voluntari străini şi români. Manifestarea este organizată de Agenţia Naţională pentru Programe Comunitare în Domeniul Educaţiei şi Formării Profesionale (ANPCDEFP), Club A şi Asociaţia Art Fusion<br />eu: astept deznodamantul.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4462223323670254946?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-87539447568431658022008-10-30T15:06:00.002+02:002008-10-30T15:21:54.049+02:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQJmgWITlvI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQJmgWITlvI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> <br /><br />-International Couple looking for new home-<br /><br />We are looking around for a room (big enough for both of us) in a shared flat located in Lastarria area or in Providencia. <br />She is a photographer and I'm a writer. <br />We are staying indefinitely in the city including the summer. <br /><br />Looking forward to meet you !<br /><br />ps. Internet required please<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8753944756843165802?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-33514874048987038232008-10-28T19:17:00.000+02:002008-10-28T19:18:13.500+02:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfrY1tXM30Q&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfrY1tXM30Q&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />What's this self all about.<br />Find me somewhere I'm not.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3351487404898703823?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-90783361096702867762008-10-28T15:15:00.001+02:002008-10-28T15:19:07.969+02:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HIGJZyGWJU&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HIGJZyGWJU&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Australia. Crema de maini hidratate.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-9078336109670286776?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-54140068893644106282008-10-27T04:08:00.004+02:002008-10-27T04:14:58.653+02:00Ma trezesc la 10 juma. Pf n-am timp nici de cafea dar lasa ca e baru ala cu patroni italieni care fac cafea nu nes si pun si spuma de lapte. Ok, asta e un motiv bun sa ma dau jos din pat ma ridic sarut plec la baie ma spal pe dinti ma uit prin casa jason nu s-a trezit sau oricum nu e gata deci am timp si de-un ness scurt. fac nessul repede ca e aparat din ala electric care-ncalzeste apa gen intr-un minut pun zahar enorm sa ia din gust nessului ca nu-mi place deloc si ma asez la computer. apare jason mort de somn "aia e cafea" "nu e ness" "pfff, you going to shoot something" "nu da-mi iau aparatu' in fiecare zi la servici" si ma-ntreb ce-o mai fi si asta "ok, i'm going back to bed, if there's no coffee. see you at one at the meeting" pfff, ma oftic. rad. ma refac.<br /><br />vreau si eu o explicatie chimica la toata treaba asta!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5414006889364410628?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-4137040693572632852008-10-24T01:57:00.001+03:002008-10-24T01:57:49.742+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjWnOo7smg0&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjWnOo7smg0&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />New Young Pony Club.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-413704069357263285?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-19968170387487673012008-10-23T22:28:00.000+03:002008-10-23T22:29:35.033+03:00So suit i wanna throw up.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1996817038748767301?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-820748070122608252008-10-22T10:17:00.001+03:002008-10-22T10:20:35.939+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SP7UBF9C5uI/AAAAAAAABDo/YGtQ7tF6VBo/s1600-h/20081022-104.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SP7UBF9C5uI/AAAAAAAABDo/YGtQ7tF6VBo/s320/20081022-104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259874530058495714" /></a><br /><br />ok. Nu-i usor. E 4 juma dimineata. Abia acum am terminat galeria de maine.<br />Mi-a fost bine. Britanic sa fii ca muzica curge!<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-82074807012260825?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-26772158023409646622008-10-21T20:42:00.001+03:002008-10-21T20:44:23.723+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPhIvFQ-MyU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPhIvFQ-MyU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> <br /><br />Mda, cred ca mi-e bine.<br />Diseara asta, maine seara alta.<br />Fotografie, ochi si faima.<br /><br />Let's get dubious.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2677215802340964662?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-30930559565211071122008-10-18T07:18:00.002+03:002008-10-18T20:19:56.147+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUC0ezAlHwE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUC0ezAlHwE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />i started on.<br />go.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3093055956521107112?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-57577795517705717362008-10-16T23:40:00.004+03:002008-10-16T23:55:36.567+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SPeqClU4xuI/AAAAAAAABDg/AN5Hyy4G4Ak/s1600-h/chile+first+hei.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SPeqClU4xuI/AAAAAAAABDg/AN5Hyy4G4Ak/s320/chile+first+hei.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257858051334522594" /></a><br />Nu stiu cum se face ca imi place caldura lor. Mai ales azi.<br />O noua galerie, un nou uf si seara asta de inainte de tot.<br />Cred ca si in Chile s-a dat legea aia amuzanta ca nu poti fuma tutun, orice altceva da. Am ras, pe balconul cald cu munti inzapezi sub talpa ochilor. Casa e plina de suntete live, "zise" de doi chileeni aproape necunosuti, maslinii si zambete. Si ritm, si urechi interne fascinante. Haha...<br /><br />Si asa "Come on Ana, put some stoned music for us tonight, like you must have in Romania." Si nu-mi dau seama cand muzica s-a ales aici, acum, de-aici, de-acum.<br /><br />Pai bine-am venit atunci! :)<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5757779551770571736?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-63712844481160921382008-10-15T20:21:00.003+03:002008-10-15T20:22:05.678+03:00Mai nou mi se zice hashtemele.<br /><br />Doar fiindca these smartass-guys zic eicitiemel.<br /><br />Fuck yeah!<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6371284448116092138?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-48408140227731131322008-10-13T05:20:00.000+03:002008-10-13T05:21:19.244+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsExAB6Kws8&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsExAB6Kws8&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Povestile scurte fac bine.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4840814022773113132?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-29655834955398244322008-10-10T17:55:00.003+03:002008-10-10T18:04:26.243+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SO9tjLNyNGI/AAAAAAAABDY/ZXrJbP0l1AY/s1600-h/peter+pan+in+pasaj+unirii.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SO9tjLNyNGI/AAAAAAAABDY/ZXrJbP0l1AY/s320/peter+pan+in+pasaj+unirii.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255539741238113378" /></a><div><br />Mai am 2 zile sa castig aparatul viselor.<div><br /></div><div>Trebuie sa ma votati <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.citylightspipera.ro/index.php/Contest/ViewAll/?Page=24">aici</a></span></span> </div><div><br /></div><div>Apasati pe manuta galbena, bagati mailu, primiti mailu, confirmati votarea = total 0,52 minute.</div><div><br /></div><div>Multumesc de pe-acum.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hai!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2965583495539824432?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-10756093460316839272008-10-09T19:23:00.002+03:002008-10-09T19:31:04.260+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SO4xv6VjHqI/AAAAAAAABDQ/MzTpON7j6B0/s1600-h/O1211231.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SO4xv6VjHqI/AAAAAAAABDQ/MzTpON7j6B0/s320/O1211231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255192514371198626" /></a><div><br />Va iubesc de nu mai pot.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1075609346031683927?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-81025613476755438012008-10-08T07:24:00.003+03:002008-10-08T07:32:48.669+03:00Am fost la o manifestatie a biciclistilor.<div><br /></div><div>Santiago, 20:30, politisti pe motociclete - 50, anonimi pe biciclete - sute.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ocupam o sosea intreaga si incepem parada. Ce bine! Cu soareci albi lipiti de spate, cuminti cu steaguri, oldschool sau pe-o roata, la inaltime in roti sau miniaturisti, 2 in 1,  sute-sute.</div><div><br /></div><div>Apoi merg cu americanii la o intrunire unicat, organizata de Obama cu prilejul celei de a doua dezbateri electorale a US in mai multe dintre orasele de importanta majora din lume. </div><div>Deja am inceput sa-i recunosc, nu trebuie sa fie neaparat obezi. In orice caz pe toate mesele erau cartofi prajiti frantuzesti si hamburgeri cam cat e tortu romanesc... de nunta. Vreao 10 monitoare imense, si o proiectie de 2m/2m si sute de ochi zambitori si insigne "vote Obama". Interesant, putine aplauze dar liniste si interes. "They both suck, actually" zice Jason la urma desi parca tinde sa rupa discriminarea.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mi-a fost bine. Maine Santiago Times o sa aiba fotografii nu glume.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hai!</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8102561347675543801?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-29620092353046323042008-10-06T17:13:00.002+03:002008-10-06T17:15:51.297+03:00NU_MI_PLAC <div><br /></div><div>Gumele aruncate in locuri in care eu am tendinta sa ma asez.<div><br /></div><div>Servetelele mentolate pe care TREBUIE sa le folosesc in situatii limita.</div><div><br /></div><div>Blogul asta.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2962009235304632304?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-60072188483767829362008-10-06T17:08:00.002+03:002008-10-06T17:10:54.443+03:00Evitati nostalgiile de primavara. Dorul de toamna.<div>Nevoia de iarna. </div><div>Dealerii au fost de negasit. Parcul plin. Innot placut in necuvinte.</div><div><br /></div><div>Iar pentru femeile al caror vagin are dinti... sfatul meu e "faceti meserie din asta!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Hai!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6007218848376782936?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-52593767827631142572008-10-06T02:46:00.001+03:002008-10-06T16:55:03.085+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SOlR1JuOARI/AAAAAAAABDI/izXfsXl3x-M/s1600-h/smoke+stroke+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SOlR1JuOARI/AAAAAAAABDI/izXfsXl3x-M/s320/smoke+stroke+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253820413889085714" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Yo quero fumar.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5259376782763114257?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-62993383487834666232008-10-02T06:52:00.001+03:002008-10-02T06:54:30.575+03:00Bah chestia e ca ... io cred ca nu pot sa traiesc fara voi.<div><br /></div><div>Atat.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6299338348783466623?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-18557870451970766622008-10-02T02:18:00.002+03:002008-10-02T02:34:58.562+03:00Si uite ca ma trezesc eu intr-o dimineata odata cu Daniel. Mergem cu ochii intre-deschisi catre bucatarie, scotocim in bucata noastra de dulap... p**a cafea. Scotocim usor dezorientati in toate sertarele, frigider, sub masa, sub paine, langa legume, printre condimente... NIMIC. Apare Jason... la fel de ne-trezit ca noi. <div>"Hei suckers, got coffee?"</div><div>"Hei smartass, go buy!"</div><div>"No sucking way"</div><div>Si uite-asa dintr-o injuratura americana in alta hotaram sa iesim... si baietii zambind, mustacind si inglodindu-se in niste gesturi usor porno imi zic ca ma duc ei intr-un loc care sigur ma va trezi.</div><div>"Hei, as long as it includes coffee, it's fine by me!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Zi calda de primavara, soare orbitor, roi de lume maslinie. Trecem strada, trecem parcu, trecem podu si dam nas in nas cu o cafenea cu usile negre de nu puteai sa vezi nimic inauntru, cu un nene negru si solid in prag, inconjurat de 2 siluete de femeie desenate minimalist pe usa.</div><div><br /></div><div>"Ola amigos! Bien venidos"</div><div>Da, da, bine, hai cu cafeaua zic in sinea mea si pasesc grabita inauntru. Intuneric bezna si un fund bombat dar mai ales descoperit in dreptul unei cafele aburinde. </div><div>Un alb si-un verde fosforescent, oglinzi de jur imprejur, globuri disco si duamne-ajuta-ma numai femei dezbracate si domni excitati. Ma asez la bar, baietii radeau, eu imi tineam calmul cu gherele si zambeam de parca cafeaua cu SIDA nu-mi putea face decat bine.</div><div><br /></div><div>"Ola snorita!" </div><div>Heeeei, zic tatelor gicantice care se aplecau sa ma inhate. Ma dau inapoi calc pe-un domn care tinea o femeie pe picioroange de fund. Ma scuz, in romana, rad, ma dezechilibrez si-mi regasesc echilibrul doar cand ma apuc c-o mana de sutienul unei domnisoare. Am ramas cu el in mana si am acoperit-o cu mine, deci am luat-o in brate pe fata ca doar ii provocasem ditamai goliciunea... dar de unde? ea ma-ndeparteaza prieteneste, razand zgomotos si miscand tatele eliberate, si-mi zice ca n-are-a face. Ii dau incurcata sutienul si revin la bar cu baietii care lacrimau... de ras desigur.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cafeaua a fost buna, tare si mereu insotita de cate-o domnisoara care-si dezgolea fie fundul, fie sfarcul fie... toate de-odata.</div><div><br /></div><div>Povestea din spate este ca de fapt, actul sexual se sfarseste la servirea cafelei si sarutul de inceput. Ei bine si goliciunea fetelor. E un fel de buna dimineata pentru barbatii chileani care n-au cafea acasa, cumparata cu o seara inainte de nevasta. Si se pare ca le face bine. Fetele ajung sa aibe clienti fideli cu care discuta in fiecare dimineata despre vreme, familie, politica, sport, bani si cate si mai cate. Asta daca barbatii pot sa mangaie o fesa perfecta si sa si gaseasca un subiect de interes, in acelasi timp.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mie tare mi-a mai placut. N-am reusit sa fac fotografii... dar voi mai incerca, sa mai clatesc si alti ochi :)</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1855787045197076662?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-75949762020526975272008-10-02T01:11:00.003+03:002008-10-02T01:24:07.952+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SOP4AK_tqfI/AAAAAAAABAU/7c2MV_33Eg8/s1600-h/self+fara+nas.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SOP4AK_tqfI/AAAAAAAABAU/7c2MV_33Eg8/s320/self+fara+nas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252314272279407090" /></a><br /><br /><div>Traiesc intr-un bloc cu... ah cate calcule trebuie sa fac pana sa nimeresc. Treaba e ca chileanii nu pun parterul si subsolul ca de la sine ci le numara. Liftul incepe de la 2, sub doi nu poate ajunge niciodata, though.<br />Intru in bloc si stiu ca automat trebuie sa spun "Ola. Como estas?". De prea putine dati inteleg ce imi raspunde senora Maria-Luisa. Ea se-ngrijeste de bloc si imprejurimile sale apropiate.<br />Maria-Luisa are vreo 55 de ani, este cu un cap mai mica decat mine si poarta rochii cu nasturi in fata cu modele florale ciudate, de cele mai multe ori albastre sau verzi. Este primul nume din telenovela Chile, care m-a facut sa zambesc clabucit. </div><div>Maria-Luisa este mereu preocupata de televizorul in miniatura pe care are un gen de mileu, ca-n Romania. Cand nu se-ncrunta sa vada televizorul, completeaza tot felul de jocuri caraghioase (eu le banuiesc a fi pentru copii). O data juca Sudoku, aproape ca am zis un numar peste umarul ei, dar cand mi-a aratat profilul am zbughit-o in lift.<br /><br />Maria-Luisa NU ARE NAS.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-7594976202052697527?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-87123870467162517162008-09-30T21:37:00.000+03:002008-09-30T21:40:39.366+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlFjf1pWk2c&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlFjf1pWk2c&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />da-a.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8712387046716251716?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-17679931686671948672008-09-27T00:14:00.001+03:002008-09-27T00:16:08.350+03:00- Frate, e super panica. Pe plaja is multi care ne urmaresc. Faceti curatenie in camera ACUM...ACUM...ACUM....ACUM...ACUM...<div>- Coaie, da mah telefonu' ca te-ai blocat pe acum.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ice Tea de piersici acid-ulat.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1767993168667194867?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-63451238167846636272008-09-26T03:05:00.003+03:002008-09-26T08:06:36.161+03:00i know nothing about worms but i love fashion. http://www.mi-zo.com/<br />find peaches - set it off. only over 18 on youtube.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6345123816784663627?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-36873662427801766832008-09-24T03:58:00.002+03:002008-09-24T04:02:57.977+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SNmQ2F_TnmI/AAAAAAAABAM/HQkwaS-FdRc/s1600-h/self+shadow+smile.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SNmQ2F_TnmI/AAAAAAAABAM/HQkwaS-FdRc/s320/self+shadow+smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249386099672063586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ecuatiile s-au descarcat o data cu refractia luminii in oala cu ciorba chioara.<br /><br />Mi-e somn, e tarziu la Bucuresti.<br /><br />Merg sa beau, aici barurile n-au usi sau pereti nepisati. Scurgerea e in mijloc, se scurg zoaie pe langa talpile pop. Mai da-mi un shot, "Perdon, un nuevo shot! Gracias, Gracias!". Yes good lord, this must be a mess, but it;s better than buzzez in offline moods.<br /><br />Maine imi fac blog-bibliografie-portofoliu si ma vand.<br /><br />Quien es tu? Tu quien es? Y yo? Te pregunda a ti o a mi? Ceeeee?<br /><br />Am scos filmele, so check <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/po-on/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">flickr</span></span></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3687366242780176683?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-46013382324674682892008-09-22T18:23:00.002+03:002008-09-22T18:26:34.909+03:00Egocentric si offline, de ziua ta:<br />...Cat despre mine - "... ma-ndrept spre ziua mea cu tine-n gand / iar tu privesti inapoi / ma vezi / dar traiesti inainte // si gandul meu, curbat mereu peste ecuator / te afla, poate, ca acum, in vis / te-nvata din nou / asa cum esti / ramasa cu parasuta in spate in puful acela de nori / si zboara cu tine // astept sa-mi arati / ce-ai vazut / de cand stii ce-nseamna infinitul plus unu / sa ma-nveti / pe unde s-o iei de la cer inapoi / dar pe partea cealalta // si-asa / anacruz / sa te-ajung... " ;)<br /><br />de Po.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4601338232467468289?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-51593621769568769692008-09-22T18:09:00.001+03:002008-09-22T18:10:31.907+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmOHOrgw_HQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmOHOrgw_HQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />oldschool feels like home in latin america.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5159362176956876969?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-91858107342533869322008-09-22T04:38:00.003+03:002008-09-22T08:40:37.481+03:00N-o sa mint ca pe partea astalalta a pamantului nu-s regrete. Fiindca tare-as minti. Regret petrecerile lui Mircea si orgiile imaginare, regret noptile lungi de vorbe si rasete, regret certurile pe cine spala vasele si cine duce gunoiul, serile de dans pana la 7 dimineata, limba romana, etajul 5 fara lift - dar turnul meu de printesa, orele pierdute-n fericire pe otetelesani, ultimii bani pe tigari la posta, toate fetele cunoscute si Bucurestiul atat de mic, refuzul de-a mai baga pana seara cand viciul se lasa cu greu, mecul care da erori, desenul fara talent la desen pe parchetul de seara, vama veche (asta-mi vine sa n-o bag ca oricum se lasa toamna), pritenii mei cei mai buni si dragi pe care in mod normal nu pot sa nu-i vad o zi... acum ii voi vedea o data la... la cat?<br /><br />Of ce greu imi e... si ce tare-mi suna in cap tamburinele latino americanilor din parcul de vis-a-vis. Maine o sa ma trezesc abia la 12, ca sa stiu avionul zburat si eu ramasa cu parasuta in spate in puful asta de nori. Sunt pregatita sa stau fara oxigenul vostru o vreme. Imi doresc sa vad ce e pe partea cealalta a pamantului, mereu am vrut asta. Nu cer decat sa nu ma uitati ... sa ma aveti in gand, sa imi vorbiti pe skype si sa faceti flickru' plin de voi, sa va stiu zambareti si plini de culoare.<br /><br />Pe parinti ii sun in noaptea mea la 2, si dimineata lor la 9. N-o sa le pot spune decat ca-i iubesc de la cer la pamant si inapoi de-un infinit de ori, plus unu. Dar asta stiu deja, o simt si repet de cand am aflat ce-nseamna infinitul... :)<br /><br />Reactiile se tin lant, argumentele contra la fel... dar vorba mea de-aici, si-a lui, e "astamzis" si-asa ramane. Raman. O vreme. V-astept pe toti de anul nou pe-o bucata de mal de Pacific in chiloti sa ciocnim culturile. :)<br /><br />Va iubesc bah, pe toti! Si abia acum imi dau seama de asta, mai tare ca oricand!<br /><br />Ce bine e!<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-9185810734253386932?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-78452943110725042112008-09-20T07:42:00.002+03:002008-09-20T07:43:54.511+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SiOMjzNUPvs&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SiOMjzNUPvs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />multumiri la mihaela.<br /><br />ma uit inapoi dar traiesc inainte.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-7845294311072504211?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-27097604187439059392008-09-20T07:31:00.003+03:002008-09-20T07:40:05.767+03:00Am prins wirelessu' si nu-i mai dau drumu'.<br /><br />Ramono te cunosc si te urmaresc. Ce bine-ti mai ies baile-nspumate :)<br /><br />Vizualizati <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/po-on/"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">flickrul</span></span></a>.<br /><br />E de bine.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2709760418743905939?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-47459448244310269632008-09-18T19:38:00.002+03:002008-09-18T19:47:47.967+03:00In sfarsit am reusit sa parasim Santiago.<br />Aseara am ajuns in Valparaiso. Paradis deci, am zis, si chiar e. Casele variaza de la portocaliu la verde, albastru si roz. Sunt dealuri intregi pline de casute in miniatura iar oamenii urca sute de trepte sau iau lifturi imense care-i duc in fata portii. Pf, ce ciudat imi suna romana. Vorbesc spaniola deja si habar n-aveam o boaba cand am ajuns.<br />Pacificul e si el amuzant. E plin de macarale si vaporase colorate si ele. Cerul are vreo 6 straturi de nori albi si e mereu soare.<br />I´m a fucking chinesse :), imi zice el si ma zoreste fiindca trebuie sa mergem in urmatorul port.<br />Daniel Daniel Daniel Daniel Daniel Daniel. Cam asta vad, aud, gust, ating.<br />Bah, nu stiu daca ma intorc!<br />Nu le spuneti alor mei, ii sun eu :)<br />Coaie tu ce faci mah? Cum stam cu orgiile hihihi<br />Ano sa stii ca am o palarie exact ca a ta, o port tot timpul :)<br />Mario pe tine te astept... gasim noi de lucru.<br />Anne, zi-mi cand te mariti sa stiu cum fac cu banii sa particip :)<br />Po... ma interesez de viata in Argentina, poate ne mutam toti acolo, nu suntem nici noi hotarati sa rmanem in Santiago sau sa ne mutam in Barceona sau Madrid, si daca veni vorba de ce sa excludem Argentina... is multi creativi pe-acolo.<br />Ioano, uitasem cine-i Eli dar m-am prins dupa spaniola :) Me querida :)<br />Mama, tata... va iubesc de mor si jur ca va sun azi :)<br /><br />Hai bah ca de-acum intru mai des si-o sa incarc si fotografii.<br />Aseara a fost ziua nationala a Chile si am fost la un party public unde era un foc cat toate zilele si cozi intregi la o coada de peste :)<br /><br />Hai!<br /><br />PS: nu exista ordine in idei, si-m,i pare rau daca am exclus pe cine. ma gandesc la toti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4745944824431026963?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-71951512415777850662008-09-13T01:07:00.002+03:002008-09-13T01:18:03.865+03:00Am ajuns in Chile la tzanc, precum planului. Avionul nu a avut intarziere, timpul a zburat si el, am plecat noaptea in miez de vara, am ajuns dimineata la'nceput de primavara.<br />Stau la etajul 8 int-un cartier de gay din Chile, fix in fata muzeului de arte (si da l-am vizitat, am vazut fotografii din 19douazeci si ceva...si mi-am voalat primul film dupa ce am facut ultima fotografie). Mi-am cumparat un aparat CAnon pe film, cu obectiv de 55 mm detasabil... fericireeee!<br /><br />Reiau sirul povestirii. Primavara la astia e tare calda, ziua umblu in tricou si rochite, noaptea de mai aspra vremea insa nu prea-mi dau motive sa parasesc dormitorul :). Avem o terasa imensa de la care se vede orasul-lego si muntii inzepaziti, toate astea intr'un soare care deja mi-a innegrit juma de picioare :)<br /><br />Santiago seamana tare cu Bucurestiul doar ca este imens si e inconjurat de munti. Omanii sunt mai negriciosi dar la fel de grabiti si abtuti. Totusi nu se claxoneaza la fel de mult si e o tzara de prietenie in gesturi si privire.<br /><br />Mi-e foame acum, ca sa-mi intelegeti toate starile, n-am mai mancat de multa vreme si oricum nu prea-mi dau seama cand e zi, noapte, de dormit , de altceva fiindca cele 7 ore lasate in urma ma cam dau peste cap.<br /><br />Lucrurile personale vi le povestesc detaliat intr-un mail ce promit ca va urma sa fie scris. Numai ca nu-mi gasesc inca resursele sa scriu si oricum nici eu nu sunt foarte lamurita despre ce se va intampla. Ma simt excelent, zambesc retard si tin maini in maini... :). Nu ud florile si nu spal nici vase dar asta nu inseamna ca nu imi pasa. Haha. Gata, nu mai zic.<br />Va rog transmiteti-le parintilor ca-i iubesc tare, si pe voi de asemenea, si ca vestile vor curge lant imediat ce-mi revine capul din nori pe umeri :) (stiu, si eu ma intreb daca asta se va intampla candva curand)<br /><br />Muchas besos y felicida... or whatever :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-7195151241577785066?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-80500850629100186902008-09-10T22:15:00.002+03:002008-09-10T22:17:35.581+03:00Bah am ajuns!<br />Mi'e bine da` n+am cum sa zic mai mult de`atat - mi s'au oprit cuvintele`n gat. hahaha<br /><br />Peeeerfeeect chiiiileeeee!!!<br /><br />Mai mult ca perfectul, you know what i mean.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8050085062910018690?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-90155999586837807982008-09-08T13:45:00.002+03:002008-09-08T13:51:48.534+03:00M-am trezit pe-o foaie de CanCan.<br />Stateam nemiscata intr-o ilustrata facuta de-un fotograf neinspirat, cu privirea pierduta in coltul din stanga si mainile pe-un cos de cumparaturi. Mesajul e sec si fara o stire anume. Doar ca sunt pe cale sa spun ca nu inteleg atunci cand nu inteleg, sa cer argumente atunci cand eu am dar sunt contrazisa si sa-mi mai cer iertare, ca nici oaie neagra nu vreau sa ajung.<br />M-am delectat. Am lasat la voia intamplarii un picior inauntru si unu pregatit sa traga intregul in fuga spre-afara. OK sau KO? Fara prea multe intrebari, ne plac toate si toti, da' sa stea la ei acasa.<br />Imi plac cliseele si scarile de bloc care imi includ numele.<br />Nu-mi mai chem taxiuri, iau si eu avionul.<br /><br />Nu exista, deci zile negre,<br />Exista nopti albe, la greu!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-9015599958683780798?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-30151265658287007262008-09-08T13:34:00.001+03:002008-09-08T13:34:39.063+03:00Bah maine plec.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3015126565828700726?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-68172346267000744672008-09-06T22:46:00.004+03:002008-09-06T23:03:31.048+03:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Astazi am luat micul dejun la 14:00 si in oras.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Un moment prielnic pentru a admira sau a-nu-admira oamenii din Bucurestii nostri.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Si deodata, sub ochi apare un om maruntel si negricios, cu o cutie cu scrisori si 2 papagali galbeni. Si zic, ah ce dejavu, sa il duc din nou la capat. Si m-am lasat.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- As vrea si eu sa-mi extraga viitorul.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Da domnita, zice omu'. Hai cu viitor, dezleaga, dezleaga (zicea spre papagali, si unul s-a aplecat si-a tras un biletel-cu viitorul meu)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Ah, multumesc... cat cos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Sunteti casatorita, necasatorita sau divortata? ma intreaba grabit si cam serios.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Cam intime intrebari, sunt necasatorita, dar ce importanta are? si zambesc in spatele ochelarilor care mergeau la tzanc cu terasa.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Hai, hai, domnisoara, dezleaga!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Ah, da... pai atat vreau...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Haideti si zodia si aveti toul in maine...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Dar eu nu vreau sa am nimic in maini dom'le, eh asta-i culmea?!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Hai spuneti-mi zodia si cu asta basta, atat mai e , va opriti ca tiganul la mal</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">(radem amandoi putin)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Pai stie papagalul nu?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Ei stie el, dar nu chiar orice.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">- Aha, varsator sunt.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">(si parca dintr-o data agitat, trage de cutie spre dreapta, ca de-o masina de scris urmatorul rand, apuca unul din papagali de cap si ii infige ciocul intr-o gramajoara de varsatori. Papagalul se-mpotriveste si la urma isi accepta conditia si-mi extrage norocul).</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Pe scurt papagalii stiu tot. Biletelul de VIITOR se termina cu o speciala "Distractie placuta!" haha. Pe biletelul "PLANETA DE DOMNI</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">L</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">OARA"ca ma casatoresc cu Adi, "tarziu dar bine". VARSATORUL n-are sens pur si simplu.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Multumesc papagalilor mai ales pentru cele doua variante de numere la Lotto Prono.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Hai!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6817234626700074467?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-21353504672021654752008-09-06T22:32:00.002+03:002008-09-06T22:39:17.220+03:00Sunt oameni care ma iubesc sincer. Care descopera in mine momente, fragmente de care se indragostesc instant, ca o pastila de ness efervescenta scapata intr-un pahar cu cola. Si ei se bucura de mine cu adevarat, si vor o continuare. <br />Iar mai mult ca perfect apare atunci cand se intampla reciproc.<br />Cand provocarea nespusa se arata din ambele puncte si se transforma in puncte comune, sau puncte de suspensie.<br /><br />Bah stii ceva?<br />Eu nu cred dom'le nici in zodii, nici in zodiac (de fapt habar n-am daca e vreo diferenta in astea doua), nici in papagalii care extrag viitoare impinsi de cap de tigani. Si-atunci, daca tot suntem in asta...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2135350467202165475?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-10788643563681106902008-09-05T12:32:00.002+03:002008-09-05T17:06:57.096+03:00Mmmm, tempting indeed<br />Adventure is what i need.<br /><br />Cand simt ca vara se scurge-n seri mai reci, ma adun si ma implic in activitati sociale.<br />Aseara la Baraka m-am euforizat cu beats.<br />Aproape ca mi-am ridicat tricoul de fericire.<br /><br />Absint dupa absint; DrOG se face.<br /><br />Ritmurile alea nu mai erau de auzit ci de lasat inauntru, fara nicio piedica. Demult n-am mai prins o reuniune de urlete de placere, de dans nonstop. TRG sau TGR sau cine s-a gandit sa combine asa sunetele sa fie sanatos tun si sa ne mai impuste asa. A facut ce-a vrut din noi si ce ne-am mai lasat pana dimineata.<br /><br />Multumim deci. Plecaciune.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1078864356368110690?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-67678250711900726782008-09-04T14:24:00.010+03:002008-09-05T17:07:31.829+03:00- Mami hai, ce te tot pffiesti, deschidem oteveu si se-ndoaie realitatea la picioarele tale.<br />- Hai da-mi sampania aia si mai discutam.<br />- Ahhhh, ce te-as fute.<br />- Hai gata. Nanitza! Daca nu te opresti sunt nevoita sa chem taxi, sau mai bine cheama-mi tu. <br />- Buna seara, as vrea si eu o masina pe Strada.... <br />- Ai sunat la Total? Nu merg cu aia, niste distrusi. Violuri si sechestrari. <br />- Da, scara Ana... <br />- Inchide telefonul. Te deranjeaza gheii?<br />- Nu, da' sa stea la ei acasa, dom'le, sa nu-i vad io. Tu'i gatii ma-sii am varsat vinu' pe masa de piele. Jetseteist milionar...<br />- Se panicheaza... Menegiurea emotiilor nu-ti functioneaza in seara asta. As vrea niste pastile cu hormoni. Procentele mele sunt mai exacte.<br />- Honey...Vrei sa te duc la McDonald's, mergem impreuna. Iti iau ce vrei tu. <br />- Mergem, ca au anti-vomitivi.<br />- Ce bine e cu tine!<br />- Ce repede uiti!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6767825071190072678?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-90354756519887373662008-09-04T00:45:00.001+03:002008-09-04T00:45:28.503+03:00Raul vine de la cap.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-9035475651988737366?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-1001965080443419742008-09-03T16:40:00.002+03:002008-09-03T17:53:15.060+03:00Restul e poveste.<br /><br />Nu mai am stare,<br />Batzai a plecare!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-100196508044341974?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-87683233973736631012008-09-03T12:28:00.005+03:002008-09-06T23:06:39.356+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SL5ivslJzHI/AAAAAAAABAE/S8OQY-tD0ec/s1600-h/dress+up.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SL5ivslJzHI/AAAAAAAABAE/S8OQY-tD0ec/s320/dress+up.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241735587866201202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dungile de pe rochie in combinatie cu cercurile de pe canapea, albul si negrul, se pocneau unul de altul, se invarteau, cadeau si se impulsionau sa ne ia ochii.<br />- E simplu, trebuie sa te lasi dusa 5 minute, sa-ti dai seama totusi ca esti aici, pe-o canapea, Ana.<br />- Bine, nu mi-e teama. Hai!<br /><br />M-am asezat mai comfortabil. Imi trecea prin gand, ca in fiecare secunda moarta, sa ma omor timpul cu o tigara. Dar gandul mi-a fost intretaiat de aparitia ei. Era prima oara cand mi se arata. Stateam neputincioasa in fata spectacolului pe care mi-l oferea.<br />S-a lasat pe spate pana a atins peretele cu tapet floral, sfarcurile i s-au intarit si s-au transformat in doua margele rosii. S-au dezlipit de corp si s-au impartit in mii de bucatele colorate. Se reuneau din cand in cand in forma corpului uman, apoi se spargeau pe podea. Nu-mi lasau ochii sa se destinda cu alta imagine. Ma voia doar a ei. M-am lasat. S-a intins ca o patura aspra sub talpile mele, si apoi s-a ridicat ca un covor fermecat pana la nivelul gleznei, si apoi pana la genunchi. Ii simteam atingerea, ritmul zborului iar culorile imi impungeau retina.<br />Cand a vrut sa se apropie mai mult, sa-mi urmareasca forma piciorului, m-am opus. Am oprit-o pe pulpa si am simtit dorinta ei nestapanita de-a avea mai mult, s-a concentrat toata pe piciorul meu stang, descoperit de dungi negre si albe, rupt de cercuri multicolore. Din bilutele colorate am simtit o fragmetare taioasa, colturi si culori. Ma straduiam s-o opresc iar ea ma zgaria ca un lego pe care nu trebuie sa-l reconstruiesti ci sa-l lasi in haos si sa adormi cu fata pe ceea ce putea fi un oras miniatural.<br />- Nou vreaou sao tee...<br />Si cu fiecare cuvant rostit o simteam mai aspra, si-mi incolacea limba, se pierdea printre papile gustative si-mi dansa omuletul. Apoi s-a ridicat intr-un vartej, pe ritm de coloana sonora de film optzecist, s-a ridicat pana la lustra ikea, i-a dat tarcoale pana mi-a simtit privirea moale si apoi s-a impletit in joc de mercur. Stiam ca urma sa ma atace cu o noua senzatie, si nu ma mai impotriveam, avea sa plece, mereu o face cand simte ca e primita bine.<br />S-a reconstruit intr-o sageata fosforescenta si mi-a intrat in tampla dreapta, s-a strecurat pe langa ochi. Salvia e fierbinte si rece-lichid.<br />Aerul conditionat de noi e neconditionat cand ea apare intre glezne, intre coapse, peste culorile vagi ale realitatii.<br />Si a plecat. Relaxare. Sa mai vii.<br /><br />Te-am iubit.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-8768323397373663101?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-8941068348075949232008-09-02T16:20:00.001+03:002008-09-02T16:23:22.098+03:00Astazi s-a spart calmul ca o strachina la care am migalit prea mult.<br />E clar ca am nevoie de schimbare, e clar ca trebuie sa fug. Ma intreb daca asta am facut tot timpul. Sau e prea tarziu sa ma intreb. N-am reusit sa iau imprumutul, dar o voi face si voi zbura. In gand si fapta. <br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-894106834807594923?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-59166555058560452032008-09-01T14:43:00.005+03:002008-09-01T21:53:23.733+03:00Nu mai stiu daca e dimineata mea sau a lui. Daca aici incepe toamna sau sunt primele semne de primavara. Ce-nseamna sa traversezi un ocean? Ce-nseamna mii? Mii de kilometri? Cat timp poate sa stea calculatorul deschis fara sa explodeze? Dar noi in priza? Cum va iesi primul nostru scurtmetraj? Se va transforma intr-unul lung sau vor fi mai multe episoade? Sute? Un fel de Young and Restless dar cu personaje care nu vorbesc niciodata ingrijorate cu spatele la camera de filmat si cu fata la fereastra... fiindca fereastra e camera noastra acum. <br /><br />We find ourselves in the 20's!<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5916655505856045203?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-27263415569038861762008-09-01T04:29:00.002+03:002008-09-01T04:37:19.651+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDMQy1h_OI4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDMQy1h_OI4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />E ca in momentele alea in care toate ti se par mici fiindca privesti doar cu un ochi printre doua degete. Romania-Chile mi se pare la o aruncatura de bat. La fel si gandul ca de azi pana vineri e o clipa. Povestile mele necesita cuvinte se pare, de la ele pornesc, si atata timp cat sunt intr-o continua provocare eu sunt aroganta si euforica si atat de prinsa in ele.<br /><br />Cocktailul cu lamaie si miere. In functie de rol sunt dulce sau acida. Cum incepem?<br /><br />Imi plaaace.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2726341556903886176?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-12811260303996317202008-08-29T01:31:00.006+03:002008-08-29T17:50:39.376+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SLc6eh1quPI/AAAAAAAAA_c/1F0paBpnlZw/s1600-h/myself.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SLc6eh1quPI/AAAAAAAAA_c/1F0paBpnlZw/s320/myself.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239720987622815986" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In fata blocului Noroc dadea din coada neastamparat. M-am apropiat zambitoare dar incurcata de posibilitatea unei bucurii imprevizibile care mi-ar fi putut rupe colantii roz-portocalii.<br />Am mers unde ne duceau ochii. Am trecut printre utilaje parcate de-a curmezisul drumului cu 3 benzi, pe sub placi de beton si Noroc a decis ca cel mai bine ne-am opri sa ne satisfacem poftele de baza.<br />Am mancat, am baut.<br />Noroc s-a luat la harta cu altii de teapa lui si a lasat sange in urma. Si-a incercat Norocul cu degetul!<br />Dar am fost dati si afara din localul oricum incomod pentru spiritul nostru liber.<br />Ne-am descoperit ascunzisurile pe-o colina bucuresteana si Noroc in loc sa continue jocul de-a cainele si stapanul si-a luat talpasita. Pericolul era dupa colt insa Noroc nu a dat coltul.<br />- Tu-ti gatii ma-tii de nenorocit! spunea Noroc nervos de cate ori simte miros de colt strain.<br />- Prindem numai verde desi pe tine te prinde numai lumina rosie... Noroc privea din spate neputincios.<br />- Bah, ma strapezesti mah! Mai da-te-n Fanta mea!<br />Si si-a luat nasul la purtare Noroc si a ramas inchis in turn pe tot parcursului festinului: pui rumenit in lipie, prajitura mov si nelipsitul stereotip de mas-afara.<br />- Racorirea racorire, jocul joc, Norocule trebuie sa ma duc acasa acum!<br />Dupa linii intrerupte fara motiv de depasire m-am despartit de Noroc.<br /><br />Hai!<br /><br />A, Noroc e femeie, claar!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1281126030399631720?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-26496540523023198452008-08-28T03:01:00.002+03:002008-08-28T03:05:40.155+03:00sau jude law, sau actorul, sau fecioara, sau fascinantul, sau vrajitul, sau prajitul, sau seriosul, sau batranul, sau tatal, sau inconsistentul, sau inteligentul (...)<br /><br />in colaborare cu noi<br /><br />a dat numai bine.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2649654052302319845?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-21034311646721035012008-08-22T18:03:00.002+03:002008-08-25T12:13:05.274+03:00- eu vreau trei suedeze blond-roscate<br />- ai nevoie de bani pentru asta<br />- hai frate ca am agatat una aseara!!!<br />- aha, era pe prima TV si se uita in ochii tai tot timpul<br /><br />hahahaha<br />paaaaaaa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2103431164672103501?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-37542883581259173182008-08-22T17:16:00.006+03:002008-08-22T17:38:41.092+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SK7PZ_7THNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1lM6zJa7cpQ/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SK7PZ_7THNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1lM6zJa7cpQ/s320/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237351462242294994" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Probabil ultima aparitie a Magdei la TV, scris pe ecran cand am avut norocul de-a deschide oteveu.<br />Telespectatorii in direct mai tripati ca cei de pe sticla.<br /><br />- Buna seara, sau buna noapte ce-o fi... domnule... cum?... a Ninel... doriti sa vorbiti cu... Magda, nu?<br />- Daa dom'le de fapt eu vreau sa vorbesc si cu dumneavoastra si ea sa intervina doar cand simte nevoia eu n-am ce discuta cu o mincinoasa ca ea de ce mai vii mah la emisiune ti-e greu sa stai in banca ta tu crezi ca nu si-a dat toata lumea seama ce mincinoasa esti ca de cand am inceput emisiunea urmaresc ia zi cand ai mintit prima oara cand ai spus treburile alea sau a adoua oara cand ai spus alte treburi sa stim macar acum adevarul de ce vii daca nu ne zi...<br />- Domnule :) Vorbiti cu mine? Eu sunt Magda si vin la emisiune pentru ca sunt invitata. Si nu, n-am mintit. Adica am ascuns ceva in ideea de a salva o persoana care nu se pune ca minciuna. Asa ca nu ma mai acuzati ca...<br /><br />Emisiunea a fost in direct multe ore. Ma intreb cine bea ce ca sa stea atata timp treaz si-n direct. Prizati prizati cu glume bune.<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------><br /><br />Am plecat la Sinaia. Miezul caniculei ma va prinde-ntr-un izvor.<br />Hai!<br /><br />-----------------------<br />-----------------<br />---------<br />-----<br />--<br />-<br />Paf! Si a iesit asul din maneca! A ta mah! Hahaha!<br />jet set. pick up. checkmate.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-3754288358125917318?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-16465105373224617532008-08-20T17:34:00.002+03:002008-08-20T17:36:42.578+03:00to be continued sometimes tonight, tomorrow, the time after tomorrow...<br /><br /><a href="http://flickr.com/photos/24301100@N08/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">High</span></a>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-1646510537322461753?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-5622076491563786502008-08-20T04:21:00.006+03:002008-08-20T11:01:06.791+03:00Acum stiu ca sunt fericita.<br />In seara asta m-am indragostit putin mai tare.<br />In noaptea asta cred ca praful de zane are puteri magice, altele decat vizuale.<br />In dimineata asta am forte noi desi n-am inchis un ochi toata noaptea.<br />Azi stiu germana putin mai bine... poate una din burse e in Berlin si acolo ne continuam povestea.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Zambesc</span>. <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25365670@N08/2773070453/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Iti</span></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">.</span><br /><br />Hai.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-562207649156378650?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-21836663124343171742008-08-18T14:34:00.003+03:002008-08-18T14:39:50.590+03:00Imi petrec ore intregi privind, analizand, facand, schimband, photoshopand, gandind fotografii.<br />Pasiune... ahhh, las' ca o sa ma fac eu mare si-o sa am site-ul meu pe care altii sa-l puna la linkuri, invat sa cresc :)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.iokira.com/welcome.html"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">AICI</span></span></a>.<br /><a href="http://www.ryanmcginley.com/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">AICI</span></span></a>.<br />si<br /><a href="http://www.polanoid.net/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">AICI</span></span></a>.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2183666312434317174?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-56948322883689656302008-08-16T21:59:00.004+03:002008-08-16T22:21:57.947+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKcnWRdnzkI/AAAAAAAAA-0/bbLJTy6EdYA/s1600-h/O1166188.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKcnWRdnzkI/AAAAAAAAA-0/bbLJTy6EdYA/s320/O1166188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235196355439742530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Gradina botanica e ascunzatoarea perfecta cand se pune canicula. Nici n-apuca sa numere pana la 15:00 ca noi suntem sub copacii cu placute mici, care parca-si asteapta oaspetii straini intr-un aeroport.<br />Ne-am balacit in ape de cismea si am simtit dezlegarea de nunti pe pantofii nostri. Ne-am impiedicat necontenit de nuntasi, care mai de care mai inrochiti, involanati, sclipiciosi, in dreptul lacului, pe pod, in lanul de trandafiri, si printre alte fiinte botanice ca mutantii-copaci-cu-clorofila-verde-si-frunze-visinii, veverite si serpi botanici.<br />Am reusit sa fiu prima in ceva si sa fotografiez primul fluture de anul asta, care avea o aripa uitata prin vreo floare vizitata in trecut.<br /><br />Am trecut de dimineata prin cartierul brazilian unde fotografiile au curs lant, za dupa za cate-un nou suras si dor si drag si bine ne-a impins intr-o poveste de doi in miez de vara. :) mai multe pe flickr. to be continued, tot spun.<br /><br />Mi-a placut. Mai vreau.<br /><br />Hai!<br /><br />*fara crengi in spita sau rariri de pasi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5694832288368965630?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-46669918643152199662008-08-15T16:04:00.001+03:002008-08-15T16:06:36.123+03:00Starea de fapt a oamenilor la inceputul si la sfarsitul unei relatii de dragoste.<br /><br />Ne place!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.handmademovie.com/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Aici</span></span></a>.<br /><br />*prin grecu' papanicolas :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4666991864315219966?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-61571677429846399232008-08-15T14:25:00.005+03:002008-08-15T15:09:37.551+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVoR24DhOI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0Z-u-zatcnw/s1600-h/nme.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVoR24DhOI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0Z-u-zatcnw/s320/nme.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234704797885760738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ea: de ce? de ce ma vrei inca? daca cineva ar fi spus despre mine cuvintele pe care le-am spus eu despre tine as fi vrut o reintalnire doar pentru a-i sparge un glob ocular!<br />el: e ca o autobiografie scrisa la persoana a treia. mai priveste-ma o data. a fost doar o dubla gresita din cauza unui actor suprasolicitat de o problema interna, personala...<br />ea: bine... niciun cuvant in plus, doar replici si regizori innoiti. dubla 2, act I. :)<br /><br />Ii place sa traseze linii continue, lungi, aproape infinite. Sa inceapa din coltul ochiului stang si apoi sa-i urmareasca umbrele si contururile pielii aluneacoase ca o gelatina de caramel sarat sau ca o catifea umeda... sa treaca de lobul urechii pe care doar sa-l salute in drum, sa coboare pe maxilar si sa alunece apoi pe gat. Ajunge pe osul umarului si face un cerc mic pe care-l recontureaza pana cand se pacaleste si cade pe piept, se-ndreapta cu repeziciune spre sfarc, il rasfata pana cand rezoneaza si-i intoarce un varf de deget mic, puternic colorat si-atunci fuge repede printre doua vertebre spre coapsa. Apasa si insista sa contureze o linie fina, rosiatica pe calea deja construita catre o posibila destinatie. Nu se opreste insa, ocoleste prin dreapta si cladeste un picior incordat.<br />Zambeste.<br /><br />ea: imi placi.<br />el: razboiul rece s-a terminat. tu ce rol ai?<br /><br />to be continued...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6157167742984639923?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-1455101756597734342008-08-15T12:49:00.002+03:002008-08-15T12:52:57.264+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRf_doTgI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rbEcSpc1vhE/s1600-h/KateMoss03.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRf_doTgI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rbEcSpc1vhE/s320/KateMoss03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234679751941574146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRNdiq9XI/AAAAAAAAA-U/XdnNmEwfOMw/s1600-h/Josie+Milk.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRNdiq9XI/AAAAAAAAA-U/XdnNmEwfOMw/s320/Josie+Milk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234679433598268786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRIOLZZvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Yseh0IfTj5I/s1600-h/Arlo+monster.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKVRIOLZZvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Yseh0IfTj5I/s320/Arlo+monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234679343574771442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Imi place. Intaiul motiv: oricine o ia razna in fata lui la aparat. lapte pe fata, maini in gura, soare intre coapse... astea-s doar 3.<br /><br />Mai multe de-ale lui Terry Richardson: <a href="http://www.terryrichardson.com/"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">AICI</span></span></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-145510175659773434?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-47285106775760230732008-08-14T15:06:00.001+03:002008-08-14T15:08:15.332+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X0P4b0b498E&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X0P4b0b498E&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />i'm sick of indecision.<br />i choose.<br />i leave you.<br /><br />high!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4728510677576023073?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-20752823774661474052008-08-13T13:54:00.003+03:002008-08-13T13:58:43.762+03:00bleib <span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://s4.transfer.ro/storage/2raumwohnung-453c8.zip"><span style="font-weight: bold;">hier</span></a></span>!<br /><br />2 raumwohnung fur dich und mich! :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2075282377466147405?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-7250123335578294152008-08-12T12:33:00.002+03:002008-08-12T17:49:57.644+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKGi9ipTRBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Wy0pSjOO-H8/s1600-h/mihai2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SKGi9ipTRBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Wy0pSjOO-H8/s320/mihai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233643420136981522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />de la BiancaN, trecuta prin Utopic.<br /><br />Sunt acrita. Si strepezeala se instaleaza inmuiata de gandul ca pana la urma reusesc sa plec din rahatul de-aici.<br /><br />Aseara, desi de multe ori imi inhib tentatia, m-am uitat la Antena 3. Nici nu stiu de unde sa incep. Nici nu stiu de ce tin eu neparat sa intru in polemica asta cand de cele mai multe ori prefer sa scriu o povestire adiacenta si mult mai personala care sa nu-mi dea de gol ancora grea ce ma trage in marea moarta din jur.<br /><br />Si na, in loc sa-mi sterg fotografiile de pe flickr sau tot blogul mai bag o sursa de atzatzare a pseudo democratiei romanesti.<br /><br />Emisiunea a inceput cu domnul Gadea care se autoexalta spunand cum ca prin bunavointa sa si a Antenei 3 a dat dreptul acestor amarati sa-si spuna si ei replica si ca nu erau obligati in niciun fel s-o faca. Ba bine ca erati domnule Gadea, fiindca mass media inseamna informarea maselor cu privire la situatiile din jur, nu doar jumatatea pe care vreti voi s-o aratati. M-am saturat sa vad la TV numai minciuni, jurnalisti care sunt acoperiti pana la gat de ape care se dau 2 pasi mai la dreapta si apa e pana la glezna, care aseaza animale moarte in cadru ca sa prinda la public... si voi cam la fel, hai sa aratam calutul roz cu zvastica si pe Domnul Stan in fata laptopului si gata, Romania e informata!<br /><br />Sa lasam inceputul... emisiunea s-a desfasurat comform planului. Domnul Stan cu urechea dreapta ocupata de casca in care i se spunea cat de tare trebuie sa tipe astfel incat ceilalti doi invitati, Cristi Neagoe si doamna Suteu sa nu poata sa spuna mai mult de "as vrea sa inter...".<br /><br />Planul a decurs perfect... spuneam! Domnul Gadea care a venit sa-si expuna maretia si lipsa oricarei intentii de a COMUNICA, el o spunea pe-a lui cu ce semnificatie are zvastica, ca legea nu poate fi interpretata dar ca nu trebuie luata totusi motamo. Adica daca legea zice ca zvastica este interzisa acolo si-acolo, el zice NU, zvastica e interzisa pur si simplu fiindca ia uitati ce semnificatii are.<br /><br />Intrebarea este sau nu arta ma baga in sperieti! Cum e posibil ca in 2008, pe un post public de televiziune, un moderator si un critic politic sa spuna ca aia e sau nu arta. Dragii mei, niciodata nu veti gasi o granita a artei. Pana mai deunazi a circulat pe internet un film in care un artist a lasat un caine sa moara de foame intr-un muzeu in fata sutelor de spectatori. Dar faptul ca voi nu acceptati ca arta include si imagini cu sfinti, zvastice sau organe sexuale e o mizerie. Arta nu incepe si nu se sfarseste si daca o va face nu voi sunteti cei care ii vor pune aceste limite.<br /><br />Scrierile lui Neagoe sunt contemporane. Personajul deja apreciat in Romania, Bucurenci, a scris cartea RealK in care vorbea de consumul de droguri. A stiut sa lupte iar acum se bucura de o lumina candida. Ei bine, pe de alta parte, Neagoe folosind cuvinte ca pisat, sex, pizda, pula... e pus cu capul la pamant. Nu incerc sa-i iau apararea, incerc sa ma mentin la o limita intre cele doua scindari ale Romaniei. Insa nu pot sa observ ca oamenii care-i acuza pe artistii de la NY vorbesc mai urat decat au facut-o ei prin ARTA! Am citi comenturile lasate de telespectori pe <a href="http://www.antena3.ro/sinteza_zilei/">forumul</a> sintezei zilei... vin cu idei cu adevrat democratice care promoveaza libertatea: sa-i omoram, sa-i dam, jos, sa fie castrati si sugrumati... braaaavo domnilor, bravo!<br /><br />De asemenea, pe blogul altui reprezentant Antena 3, <a href="http://www.badin.ro/">Andrei Badin</a> , care incearca sa-i desfiinteze atat pe cei 3 artisti cat si pe ICR in frunte cu Neagoe care, la un comment contra opiniei lui foarte bine inchegat, postat de catre <b> Andrea Carstoiu,</b> nu stie sa raspunda decat cu "e pe langa subiect".<br /><br />Azi am cerut parerea unui coleg despre intreaga poveste. Era contra artistilor, primul argument a fost desigur zvastica de pe calut. Si-mi permit sa-l intreb daca macar o secunda s-a gandit la ce semnificatie ar putea avea calutul ala. Raspunsul? Precum m-am asteptat: "Sigur ca m-am gandit! E vorba de un semn cu conotatii negative, holocaustul si ma rog nemtii si crime si astea si calutul care e roz, adica nu maro sau..."... NUL. Arta nu e facuta pentru a fi inteleasa de toata lumea. Asta nu inseamna ca nu e arta sau ca e arta proasta. Inseamna ca este de nisa, ca se adreseaza unui public de un anumit gen.<br /><br />Mama, profesoara de istorie din provincie, desi nu a inteles arta si conceptele celor 3, nu i-a condamnat si a realizat ca libera exprimare presupune lasarea artistului sa se desfasoare, fara vreo interdictie, mai ales cand aceasta e facuta intr-un loc amenajat special pentru asta. Daca voi credeti, dragi acuzatori, ca floricelele roz, inimuioarele impunse si oamenii zambitori reprezinta Romania contemporana... tare va mai inselati. Daca voiati sa vedeti asta la NY trebuia sa dati tema "utopie" sau "zambete motamo".<br /><br />Revenind la emisiune, imi pare tare rau sa spun ca Neagoe nu a stiut sa se apere. S-a comportat ca un om infrant cand de fapt trebuia sa contraatace argumentele firave ale celor doi domni reprezentativi pentru Romania.<br /><br />Cat despre doamna Suteu, spre sfarsitul emisiunii a pus punctul pe i, a reusit sa-l acopere pe domnul Gadea care zambea draceste fara motiv, in timp ce era desfiintat de directoarea ICR NY.<br /><br />Mi-e scarba de ce se intampla. Mi-e scarba de intoleranta, de reactiile romanilor, vulgare si pline de ura fara vreaun motiv. Mai bine ati injura si huli criminalii si violatorii, politicienii care va fura mai mult decat cei 3 tineri care au incercat sa-si expuna, prin arta, viziunea asupra prezentului. Iar prezentul e departe de a fi roz, prezentul in Romania inseamna gunoi pe strada, cacat in lift, pensionari care put a pisat fiindca n-au pensii din cauza conducerii nu a artistilor... Mi-e scarba ca faceti din tantar armasar in timp ce peste Dunare se intampla un razboi, mi-e scarba de politicienii care nu ajung la dezbaterile privind razboiul de la o aruncatura de bat fiindca sunt la o nunta, mi-e scarba de interesele voastre politice si de franturile de informatii pe care le dati oamenilor ca apoi sa va bateti in piept cum ca drepatea si libertatea conteaza.<br /><br /><br />Scarba... asta-mi provocati.<br />Plec... va las in urma fara sa ma uit o clipa inapoi.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-725012333557829415?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-61736163228401476422008-08-07T15:10:00.006+03:002008-08-07T16:35:58.315+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJrnEoG1fUI/AAAAAAAAA98/bCQUoQJesIE/s1600-h/O1075616.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJrnEoG1fUI/AAAAAAAAA98/bCQUoQJesIE/s320/O1075616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747983815834946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nu si-a dat seama de la prima intalnire, asta marturisea si ea, usor incurcata dar zambind acid.<br />Il luase din prima cu ea la ginecolog, conjunctura facuse ca prima lor intalnire sa se intample in acea zi cu programare. Si urmatoarele 2 zile si le petrecusera impreuna, ea vorbind, el deschizand gura si lasand cate-o fraza frageda si neinchegata sa-i iasa, silabisita. A treia zi, dupa intaia noapte de sex, el a suferit de o durere de plamani care l-a tintuit la pat pentru 3 zile, neavand voie sa foloseasca dusul, sa transipre (afara fiind 36 de grade, cod galben si asfalt inmuiat), si i s-au prescris 3 pumni de medicamente pe zi. Totusi febra a durat doar o zi insa psihic boala se anunta a fi mult mai grava.<br /><br />In aceeasi a treia zi, la insistentele lui de a vorbi despre trecut ii afla "istoria". Dupa o relatie de peste 5 ani ramai cu mici traume, mai ales daca slabiciunea iti e la-ndemana. Dar combinatia slabiciune+psihoze, o mica doza de autism, presarata cu naivitate sau fara indulgenta prostie si toate acoperite de ura pentru ca a fost abandonat de umarul de suport... e o combinatie complet nefericta.<br />In general jocul cu anonimi ii placea. Glumele proaspete, ideile, neintelegerea sau suprapunerea acestora o incitau. De data asta descoperirea era pe cat de ciudata pe atat de tentanta.<br />In 6 zile reusise sa descopere ca de fapt, mai departe de atat nu are rost sa mearga.<br />La ultima intalnire nu si-a mai abtinut nicio replica. Paranoia si ticurile comportamentale i-au dat motiv sa inceapa limpezirea. Iar cuvintele reci, replicile ilegale, in mod normal, ieseau neconditionat. Nimic nu mai era de tinut ascuns, trebuia sa-i spuna tot.<br /><br />18:20<br />ea: - hei! ce faci? cum te simti?<br />el: - hei bine. uite... dezorientat, nush..<br />ea: - aha, de ce?<br />el: - habar n-am. imi revin... nush...<br /><br />19:00<br />el: - pune tu ceasul sa sune peste o ora. trebuie sa-mi iau medicamentele la opt fix.<br />ea: - ok, sigur.<br />el: - trebuie sa mananc foarte mult inainte.<br />ea: - hai sa facem o salata. am rosii, branza...<br />el: - nu , nu lipsesc ingrediente. trebuie sa mergem undeva in oras, dar aproape. si inchide usa, e curent. nu trebuie sa stau in curent.<br /><br />(fuga catre un fast food, scurtaturi, lipsa de cuvinte)<br /><br />20:00<br />ea: - hai repede, mananca, vei lua pastilele mai tarziu. cine stie ce se poate intampla? (rade)<br />el: - hai maaa<br />ea: - ce? asta e adevarul. crezi ca putem sa stam la masa asta? e aer conditionat chiar aici, in dreapta (incercand sa fie serioasa)<br />el: - ai dreptate, nu e bine. mai bine mergem mai incolo.<br />ea: - sigur. (rade)<br />el: - ce? de ce razi? sunt dezorientat... nush.<br />ea: - clar, da, hai mananca!<br /><br />21:00<br />(in patul in care isi petrecusera toate serile, el aruncand sistematic cu o bila de cauciuc in perete, ea cu picioarele adunate la piept privindu-l)<br />ea: - nu ti-e teama de patul acesta? aici s-a intamplat nenorocirea de boala.<br />el: - hai maaa. nu fii rea.<br />ea: - nu sunt decat realista. ar trebui sa inchidem fereastra... sa nu te prinda curentul iar...<br />(el da din cap, ea se ridica inchide fereastra pe jumatate si se reintoarce in vechea pozitie)<br />el: - mai spune si tu ceva.<br />ea: - ti-am povestit in astea 3 zile aproape toata viata, ma rog, ce-am vrut eu sa stii.<br />el: - aha. de ce?<br />ea: - de ce ce?<br />el: - nush. sunt dezorientat.<br />ea: - da, tot repeti asta. mai bine spune si tu ceva... altceva.<br />el: (se ridica in coate, se uita in ochii ei) - nush...<br />ea: (recunoscand acest nelipsit pseudo cuvant din discutiile de pe internet) - ... (dupa cateva secunde, exact pe tonul de mai devreme) - mai bine spune tu... ceva.<br />el: - ce vrei sa auzi?<br />ea: - nu vreau sa-mi spui ce vreau eu sa aud. spune-mi tu .. orice, absolut orice.<br />el: (ridicandu-se in coate, exact ca mai devreme) - nush<br />.... (acelasi schimb de replici si miscari ale corpului s-a intamplat de 5 ori, consecutiv)<br />ea: (vizibil uimita, contrariata de situatie) - nu pot sa inteleg... cum un tanar de 28 de ani, cu o cariera de succes, care a reusit sa plece din Romania intr-o tara occidentala, la o firma internationala, raspunde la indemnul unei fete de a spune ceva, de CINCI ORI cu "nush"! cum e posibil?<br />el: - ce vrei sa auzi? nush... sunt dezorientat. pf, ce discutie mai avem si noi.<br />ea: - asta nu e O DISCUTIE. tu nu poti comunica, nu te poti exprima, nu ai puterea de a te concentra nici la cea mai simpla intrebare.<br />el: - ce vrei sa auzi de la mine? nu stiu. sunt dezorientat. in asta n-o sa ma implic!<br />ea: - poftim? cand ai pus tu stampila asta? de cand ne-am vazut prima oara? si de ce esti aici? si neimplicare ce inseamna? sa nu folosesti mai mult de 50 de cuvinte in preajma mea? ai ticuri verbale in propozitii, nu cuvinte. nu poti sa te concentrezi, esti complet absent. ai cedat inainte sa ti se intampla nimic. esti slab si din pacate cand spun ca esti naiv, nu vorbesc de naivitate placuta ci de lipsa unor elemente esentiale pentru un barbat. i don't need this. i'm out!<br /><br />Sfarsitul intregului val o facu sa nu regrete o clipa ca retezase totul atat de repede. Reactia lui atunci cand a iesit pentru ultima oara pe usa, fara sa o salute, ok... sifonat sifonat, dar sa dai cu piciorul la sansa de a-ti calca macar o cuta...<br /><br />to be continued...<br /><br /><br />Imi place sa ma joc. In general, prin selectia naturala si reusita a naturii, jocurile sunt de fiecare data interesante. Alteori, in cazurile nefericite, jocul iese murdar. Atunci imi pun colti de vampiri, falsi, de plastic si musc astfel incat regenerarea sa se intample de partea celui puternic. Oamenii lipsiti de puncte culminante, cu psihoze pe care nu si le recunosc, incurcate cu rautati nejustificate imi cad victime.<br /><br />Rautatea ponderata e o arta! Parca asa am invatat la scoala nu?<br /><br />Hahaha,<br /><br />Generatia '93<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-6173616322840147642?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-47951791900159917342008-08-06T12:19:00.007+03:002008-08-06T12:31:53.324+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJlu6geAE-I/AAAAAAAAA90/ZWw8hPMOiUE/s1600-h/escurre.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJlu6geAE-I/AAAAAAAAA90/ZWw8hPMOiUE/s320/escurre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231334393594778594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJlu2bTtvKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bNM9GMw49tA/s1600-h/escalera.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJlu2bTtvKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bNM9GMw49tA/s320/escalera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231334323489979554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.chemamadoz.com/gallery1.htm">AICI</a>. <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Chema Madoz fotografo.</span><br /><br />din tantar armasar. mergi mai departe cu mintea si ies minuni.<br /><br />via sinapsu.<br /><br />bravo! hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4795179190015991734?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-24380687944914139872008-08-05T15:06:00.008+03:002008-08-05T15:59:53.691+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJhL_Z6VZtI/AAAAAAAAA9k/XTQye69vyoY/s1600-h/2733030129_5d361399da.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJhL_Z6VZtI/AAAAAAAAA9k/XTQye69vyoY/s320/2733030129_5d361399da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231014519850231506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Imi place inaltimea. Si vata de zahar ars care ma desparte de siguranta.<br /><br />E ca un joc de-a cine reuseste sa inoate pana la vaporul scufundat. Niciodata nu ne puneam problema ca cineva n-o sa poata s-o faca.<br /><br /><br />M-am relaxat in scaun, e lume multa in jur. Oameni imbracati in costum langa cei in bermude. Doamne cu nasul ascutit si pielea ridata langa tinere domnisoare cu catelusi latosi cat ghemul de pisici.<br /><br />E foarte cald, aerul conditionat merge in gol cat timp usa e deschisa.<br />Se aude vocea calda dar puternica a soferului, sau are alt nume cel ce conduce avioanele? Poate ca da, poate nu vor sa se confunde cu ... soferii de taxi de pilda...<br /><br />Cele doua stewardese inalte dar minione, saten deschise ca razele la asfintit, cu zambetul jucaus si ochii zglobii ne invata cum sa ne salvam viata daca cumva ne prabusim. ei hai? oare cati asculta cuvintele cand belissa si merissa isi misca bratele subtirele pe deasupra bustului si isi baga furtune roz in gura pentru respiratie artificiala. 80% din barbati au nevoie de asa ceva deja...<br /><br />Imi pun centura, larg, astfel incat sa ma pot foi incolo si-ncoace. Incepe zgomotul infundat al motoarelor, ca muzica intr-o seara romantica petrecuta pe spatele unui lup cu blana groasa si alba. Inchid ochii cu ciocnire de pleoape, ca sa onorez si toastul din aceeasi seara cliseu.<br /><br />Zambesc, sunetul se intensifica si prindem viteza. Clamul miscarilor scurte, viteza care se simte in tample si apoi dezlipirea de pamant, ca un tantar care dupa ce a lasat ciupitura sacaitoare isi ia zborul spre o moarte placuta si sangeroasa. Doar ca eu voi trai. Zambesc mai tare, usor stanjenita ca as putea sa fiu vazuta de companionii anonimi. Cat de departe am mers cu gandul... stop.<br /><br />Se anunta ziua capitanului de zbor (stiam eu ca nu e sofer).<br />Ne ridicam cu totii, de parca am fi uitat ca suntem pasageri sub penele unei rate domestice.<br />Sarbatorim in aer.<br /><br />Hai!<br /><br />PS: Listen to <span style="font-weight: bold;">CINEREX - Flight 001</span>. :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-2438068794491413987?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-46482258842830323342008-08-04T17:54:00.003+03:002008-08-04T18:04:32.339+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJcaYGft_pI/AAAAAAAAA9c/lhUN9Xy-TTQ/s1600-h/self.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EHDVpjB_1RA/SJcaYGft_pI/AAAAAAAAA9c/lhUN9Xy-TTQ/s320/self.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230678493576953490" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Vineri se sta in casa, iti da spor pentru sambata.<br /><br />Ma manifest timid pe doua slagare Massive Attack live.<br /><br />After party in Fabrica unde Gojira a avut draci in el. S-a lasat cu dans de fulgi, unduiri si tipete in surdina.<br /><br />Duminica plimbari de seara, nunti de adventisti, de la gradini la fantani arteziene.<br /><br />CERC VICIOS.<br /><br />Hai!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-4648225884283032334?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-50950593710512056002008-08-03T14:34:00.004+03:002008-08-04T17:24:05.180+03:00<img src="http://panther.is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLMf.gif" alt="The Sudden Departure" style="float: left;" /> <p style="margin: 10px 0pt;"><!--t--><br /></p><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Sudden Departure.<br />RANDOM BRUTAL LOVE MASTER</span><br /><p style="margin: 10px 0pt;">Sweet. Dear. Loving. At Gate 18. Final call. You are <strong>The Sudden Departure</strong>.<!--/t--></p> <p style="margin: 10px 0pt;"><!--t-->You've been in a lot of serious relationships. More than a few have ended ugly. Uglily. Whatever. Our guess is that you're a really fantastic girl who doesn't really know what she wants, and you've broken a few hearts as a result. You fall for people easily, and you enjoy the feeling of falling in love, but once you're there, either boredom or the old "<strong style="color: green;">grass is greener</strong>" syndrome sets in. The mind wanders, and with it goes the flesh. And then the toiletries.<!--/t--></p> <p style="margin: 10px 0pt;"><!--t-->We know you're not the classic "love 'em and leave 'em" type, at least not in a purely sexual sense. You have too many serious bonding tendencies for that. But even though you're <em>theoretically</em> looking to settle down, you don't settle long on one person. "Serial monogamist" is probably something you hear a lot. "Emotionally loose" is another way to put it. To the poor guys eating your dust and sniffing your panties, it doesn't really make much difference. Of course, it's not really your fault that people get hurt. You have every right to move on when you choose.<!--/t--></p> <div id="exact-opposite" style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); margin: 0pt 30px 0pt 0pt; background: rgb(238, 238, 238) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; float: right; width: 220px; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 90%;"> <p style="margin: 10px 0pt 0pt; width: 220px;">Your exact female opposite:</p> <p style="width: 220px;"><strong>The Intern</strong></p> <img src="http://panther.is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGSDf_thumb.gif" alt="The Intern" style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); padding: 3px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /><br /><p style="margin: 10px 0pt; width: 220px;"><strong>Deliberate Gentle Sex Dreamer</strong></p> </div> <p id="avoid" style="margin: 25px 0pt 0pt;"><span style="text-transform: uppercase;color:red;" ><!--t-->Always avoid:<!--/t--></span> The Backrubber (DGSD), The Gentleman (DGLM)</p> <span style="text-transform: uppercase;color:blue;" ><!--t-->Consider:<!--/t--></span><!--t--> The Vapor Trail (RBLM), someone just like you<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">* via utopic.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5095059371051205600?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030488964519752513.post-55559054648186053882008-08-02T13:15:00.002+03:002008-08-02T13:15:59.748+03:00- pene sau colti?<br />- pene normal.<br />- as vrea sa te vad zburand.<br />- colti.<br />- de lapte?<br />hahaha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030488964519752513-5555905464818605388?l=in-pre-jur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mirror this!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00893343813888904217noreply@blogger.com0