Wednesday, September 30, 2009

How To Makesomeone Miserable

There deaf ...

says that unioneuropea wants to limit the volume of the ipod and readers emmeppittre.
says that ten million Europeans are likely to become deaf because they listen to music at gun inside the ear.

Deaf.

I should already be nice and dull.
I always ride with headphones. From what I remember I've got more music in his ears.
I remember the way I did with 311 to go at school. Average. I took the bus that was placed around longer to hear least the A side of the box I had in my walkman.
And then years and years, went from a Walkman cassette player to cd, all'emmeppittre, which does not seem true that is so small and even if you do not miss anything and I bump fits in your pocket or wherever I put it inside and We slap a lot of music that once I would have to bring a case continuously.

It's another thing. Perhaps the approach that I have I derived from listening to music on the move.
If a disc I like me listen to him until his death. I go by fixing his own, and I feel just that.
Conversely, if something does not I like, I usually give him a second chance or even a third or a fourth.
will be for that.
E 'that once, when you went around with the tapes, they could bring you one.
And if that patch, you were forced to feel the same, the mica could change.

However, the music on headphones.
I've got forever, for a lifetime, plus I have it almost always well maximum volume.
Because I travel by subway and the subway rattles and whistles and bangs and screams and makes noises constantly, that if one wants to feel that there is peace in one thing, just can not do.
And then for the strength to put up.
What then, you would like to tell you. When thou hast
the song that just wanted to hear . Or what you download a dose of energy throughout the body, which is a treat, and it was just what we wanted, there in that place at that time.
How can you not put it at maximum volume?

So I am one of those who become deaf, but for now we feel great.

What makes me laugh then those who say "Oh but if you always have the music to the ears you get lost in all the beauty." The people, what happens, the world around you.

I agree, of course. But
you would like to take a epic journey, a dream ride with the last album of Mogwai? Want to fly on Heil to the Thief by Radiohead?
Travelling on flying carpets, offset, dreaming, imagining, dreaming, walking on psychedelic path, roads imaginary worlds that you want.

Then open your eyes, and be at Pietralata next stop Tiburtini Mountains.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Eksaktong Lokasyon Ng Pilipinas

travel

A September all is the desire to play sports, type again the lives of all day after the holidays, and then as the new year, which all have good intentions and the desire for sports and keep fit.
And then there's the line to gyms and all are part of the pool, or taekwondo or spinning or pilates and all names that I had never heard before.

I've never had a whole is not necessary, but in September this year, yet I feel full of energy to throw .
So I'm going to run the park. Without exaggerating. Slowly, a low rate, but steadily. It makes me feel good, makes me feel better. I download. Relaxes me. There is a nice park
by my part, great. I
I've spent a lot of time in my life. A walking. A play ball with friends. A smoking. A drink a beer. To make love. To relax. To think, to read, cry. It 's a beautiful park, really even now that I'm going to run.

The Park has three categories of people, almost exclusively. Parents with
children, who want to run around, and then mom and dad take them outdoors instead of making them stay inside and play with nintendo Diesse.

Those who go to run, of course, with sweaty shirts and shorts el'aipod and out of breath. Those athletes who train really, and those Panzoni that at least they try. And then they

with the dogs, who are the majority. Who meet with others with dogs, such as appointment of a certain time of day. Or are solitary and their dogs as well, and then you do 'is a long walk without talking to anyone. Or meet dogs that do not know and barking, growling or greet you, go understand. Today
tried to fuck a dog another dog, with the typical movement of the dogs legs and pelvis in the air that pushes and pushes.
Then the owner of the dog horny says, "What are you doing that you are well sterilized and addrizza you when you go!"
step I ran with my steady pace and I see this scene.
And I watch them, and laugh , and step forward.

And then I think it's nice . That everything is beautiful in here. Let the people know, socialize share spaces and moments. I miss people who you know. You speak, you compare, you smile. What are friendly, that they are happy.
seems odd, does not happen to many other places in this city. In our cities. A microcosm of socialization. Clean air. Well-being.

Then I think it's not right. What the fuck are the others? Because the air beautiful park if there are only these three categories? As if they had any merit detail, as if they were rewarded for something.
We are all so close, we reject each other, not even if we meet we say goodbye. But the world is another.
's funny I know it ran, not stopping to reflect, as the turtle of Toby Lightman.

Webcam Capture Pinacle

this sense

I this sense of dissatisfaction.
Like when you think things are going in one direction and then however not the case.
I have this sense of disappointment . Like when
there and then it seems that things are good, but then you realize you're been mortified.
happens to me I always do. What I perceive that something struck me negatively, but I can go on and smile and keep calm and not to have reactions.
As if they give you a punch in the face, but you start to feel pain after ten minutes. As a ' local anesthesia. Sometimes it is an advantage. Sometimes a disadvantage. Vary.

I have this sense of local anesthesia. I have this sense
of sadness, a bit '. This
sense. A sense . A sense of this history.
What now if you say "Spirit" is automatic that the colleagues of the song. Pure
in tips that will by Google, if you write a "sense", suggests you Vasco Rossi.
Crazy.
Last night I was driving, and radio have been a medley of Vasco Rossi live.
To me that is not obnoxious Vasco. I've got well of his discs.
And 'I can not stand' what is the unqualified success that everyone should consider it the greatest just because it is so now. The fact that it can also fart in his records, so that's fine anyway, but is vasco vasco . Boh.
And then there was' I'm on the radio medley, acoustic guitar and voice. And he sang a piece of every song, all slow pieces, all things like Unacanzonepertè or incredibileromantica, all attached. And to hear on the radio was also a certain effect, because every time I attacked a different song was' I roar like a football team when he scored, the roar and then melted into one great voice that accompanied that of Vasco. Always like roar, and then all they sing. For the whole medley.
What then is one thing to hear on the radio. I'm at a concert of Vasco Rossi've never been. But I guess if you go I want to hear him sing, not eighty assholes that I scream out of tune in the ears that Laura is expecting a child for Christmas.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Compatibility Born In The Same Day

blividi

So one night I want to write and it happens that I open a blog.
I've never done one of my really, that is.
will not last, probably, but what is it that hard these days?
an impulsive act, here. What I needed.

happens that tonight we go to dinner at a chic place to no avail. Fake
chic, that is. Like, let's tone.
You forget our orders and we remain there, an hour and a half, waiting for dishes that are prepared in five minutes.
I accidentally, with a clumsy gesture, I back him in a full glass of Falanghina. I soak
shirt and pants, altogether. I'm cold. The door of the restaurant is open and enters a persistent fucking draft of this young fall. And I'm all wet. And our dishes do not come.

stink of wine from head to toe, and I just drank two sips.
When I get home I think it would be funny if the police stop me. With the
alcoltest and everything.
I imagine the whole scene, really.
But then nothing happens.
Just like every time I try to imagine something in the details.