2 posts from ноября 2007

The idea drawn from hejly.

Please answer honestly, and not always the truth:) Even if it proves bitter for me.

Tell me, please, my dear, that you like on my LJ most:

1. Reviews for films
2. Book Reviews
3. Features on my travels
4. Reflections and philosophizing
5. Photos
6. Notes about my life is funny situations, and other everyday experiences any different
7. Tests
8. Your option (reply specify)
9. Nothing like

And yet such a question. If suddenly awaken in me a writer / poet and I primus output their stories / poems. It will be interesting to you?
a) Yes
b) No
c) without a difference

Poholodalo. A sharp, and without warning, as if someone clicked on the top invisible toggle switch and the weather shifted. As quickly as it is done ... even two days ago did not exist Hence, in coolness. I have to keep silent on the frost - they went into oblivion in the minds of citizens rostovskih still many months ago.

At thermometer +19. Outdoor cloudy. The sky has become grayish tint anonymous ... it seems as if it is excessively tired joyous blue. Tired vehemently to sting sunlight. Acapulco eyes to the time smezhilo majesty and the city was covered haze ... Now you can afford everything? After all, no one on top is watching us? :) mdya ... abortive joke.

And I feel parovozom-gundosom. Tu-tuuuuuuuu chuh-chuh-chuh ... shmyak-shmyak ... shmyg-shmyg ... so prostyla first time several years ago. In summer, too, in Moscow. I was there in practice and learned one remarkable program called Sail. " So, good Aunty calm me pryamehonko by Conder, who included at full capacity. I perform a task, studied theoretical bases and two days' gentle 'wind emanating from the huge monster over my head broken me. I became ill. But learning to walk and to the practice of FTS (Customs Service head office in Moscow) has not ceased.

Treated? Devil with two. The morning breakfast. Fast hands and feet in the subway. Mantras to the station, where he remained Learning Center "Sail" ... * Frunzenskaya somehow in the head spins, and there horseradish it, it has long been Otsidela * On time and again forgot the subway. It is now in FTS. Another hour. Oh, gentlemen Moscow, "envy" I am you. Sex life on the road ... readers ... but I liked it. Variety know whether.

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