Third match
Today, finally, we can speak of a clear victory. And given that the opponent was usually a strong team just did not expect it. But first things first ...
The first set we started quite well, with some receiving little success. I strongly recommend to our central Francis to provide contact lenses for upcoming games as it seemed too good not to take aim.
For the rest all right. Ivan also our side, usually with little heats and then does not understand anything, for once he kept his cool and showed what they can do. Really compliments to the punch in attack (on the beat so maybe there is still a little work). Yet another central
, Henry, was very fit. Usually he gets hot a lot but after a week of sleep due to illness, I saw him loading and in good spirits, placing more than a nice dunk in the opposing camp. Unique case in Italy, it seems to him that the swine flu did well.
In the second set we started really bad, and it seemed that the team would repeat the trend of last week. Instead, from a point and another, we managed to recover and reverse the situation.
The third set was so fast that I did not even have time to get into the game. However, I would like to emphasize that, in the face of those who do not believe in miracles, the undersigned has also made an ace. Ok, all good fortune will tell you (and myself) but let my two rows of celebrities.
All in all, a game in accordance with the usual dose of unrealistic scenes in any league volleyball but without much flash, so that after the match we still had energy to spare. The evening I went way too fast. Too bad ...
Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
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New season, the first defeat
for the first set nothing to report since we played well. Our second setter has outdone itself in the role as a center to replace Francis. According to the official version, the poor boy was "busy at work" and we were also worried about him. But in reality it was great to carburizing stuffed sandwiches. In the face of the classic pre-game pastasciuttina recommended by all coaches in the world. But on the other hand, earned the nickname of Spiderman and do what he does takes a certain energy.
In the second set we fell asleep coming to the disappointing result of 16 to 25 but, fortunately, we have taken the third. Between dives unrealistic in the field (one of our central, Claudio, that every time who throws a ball to save, it can be spread as a tile on the floor) and celebrate with unorthodox phrases, we also brought home this point. From the fourth onwards, new general lethargy. Hats off to the opponents really covering every part of the field but we just were not there. In the meantime I, I enjoyed the show from outside the field along with a teammate say that out is an understatement. The fifth set we had started well but its good to the last point, in our midfield has happened to all (even the head-on collision between athletes ... and for some reason, I was one of those). Maybe one time out there would share (I doubt it, but you never know) that only the coach of the reserve (the official uncorking amarone was a working dinner), always played by that dribbler, has forgotten the 20 years of volleyball experience and thought that the tie-break ended at 25, so it has not stopped the game, thinking there was still time. We were a bit 'all the time going short, perhaps complicit in the hunger and the thought that we were waiting at the home of Francis pie, bacon, steak and polenta. We treat us well ...
From here on, it is better to draw the veil dell'omertà . Between alcohol and bars of "a certain level," it is better not to register the crap shoot until two o'clock at night. Yet this is the nice dinner with the team. Too bad you can only organize a Friday this year and we have no other games scheduled for the weekend. Really sorry. Tonight, however, is preparing a new challenge. I would gladly training but I will give all ... Not to sleep.
for the first set nothing to report since we played well. Our second setter has outdone itself in the role as a center to replace Francis. According to the official version, the poor boy was "busy at work" and we were also worried about him. But in reality it was great to carburizing stuffed sandwiches. In the face of the classic pre-game pastasciuttina recommended by all coaches in the world. But on the other hand, earned the nickname of Spiderman and do what he does takes a certain energy.
In the second set we fell asleep coming to the disappointing result of 16 to 25 but, fortunately, we have taken the third. Between dives unrealistic in the field (one of our central, Claudio, that every time who throws a ball to save, it can be spread as a tile on the floor) and celebrate with unorthodox phrases, we also brought home this point. From the fourth onwards, new general lethargy. Hats off to the opponents really covering every part of the field but we just were not there. In the meantime I, I enjoyed the show from outside the field along with a teammate say that out is an understatement. The fifth set we had started well but its good to the last point, in our midfield has happened to all (even the head-on collision between athletes ... and for some reason, I was one of those). Maybe one time out there would share (I doubt it, but you never know) that only the coach of the reserve (the official uncorking amarone was a working dinner), always played by that dribbler, has forgotten the 20 years of volleyball experience and thought that the tie-break ended at 25, so it has not stopped the game, thinking there was still time. We were a bit 'all the time going short, perhaps complicit in the hunger and the thought that we were waiting at the home of Francis pie, bacon, steak and polenta. We treat us well ...
From here on, it is better to draw the veil dell'omertà . Between alcohol and bars of "a certain level," it is better not to register the crap shoot until two o'clock at night. Yet this is the nice dinner with the team. Too bad you can only organize a Friday this year and we have no other games scheduled for the weekend. Really sorry. Tonight, however, is preparing a new challenge. I would gladly training but I will give all ... Not to sleep.
Friday, November 20, 2009
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Mayday
Houston we have a problem. A big problem ... I'm regressing back to adolescence. I always happens: when I'm interested in someone, I regress. My brain is short circuit and start thinking like that of a fourteen year old. The fact is that if it were something real, maybe it would be normal. And I intend to go out with someone for real, know, understand that you like and start acting like a crazy drunk on the fumes of falling. But this is not about that. Here we speak only of my usual seem to mind. I just have very little, a glance, an unexpected kindness: my neurons go to jelly and began to build the palace of Versailles in the air. Will think that someone is a way to escape ...
But this thing just does not suit me because I always end up being disappointed, as the party line I do not miss a smear. Recently I was also able to maintain a certain self-restraint, but continued to fantasize realize very well that it was only dreams of passengers. But now I'm afraid of falling again. Cabbage, cauliflower, cabbage ... And as always I see a little boy, I know even less and that if I go well, consider me a friend. Also add that he is younger, we do not have an oyster in common and I never able to deepen mutual understanding. Here, of course ... I'm doing the same things that I asked for medium. Any sane person would have already made an appointment to the psychologist. But I do not, I persist in my syndrome "romantic heroine".
It 's a thing that lives only in my head and I realize once and for all. Well, this is perhaps la frase giusta. Da ripetere come un mantra.
Perchè mi hanno fatta così male? Continuo a chiedermelo e ancora non riesco a trovare risposta.
I gotta check into rehab
'Cause baby, you're my disease
Houston we have a problem. A big problem ... I'm regressing back to adolescence. I always happens: when I'm interested in someone, I regress. My brain is short circuit and start thinking like that of a fourteen year old. The fact is that if it were something real, maybe it would be normal. And I intend to go out with someone for real, know, understand that you like and start acting like a crazy drunk on the fumes of falling. But this is not about that. Here we speak only of my usual seem to mind. I just have very little, a glance, an unexpected kindness: my neurons go to jelly and began to build the palace of Versailles in the air. Will think that someone is a way to escape ...
But this thing just does not suit me because I always end up being disappointed, as the party line I do not miss a smear. Recently I was also able to maintain a certain self-restraint, but continued to fantasize realize very well that it was only dreams of passengers. But now I'm afraid of falling again. Cabbage, cauliflower, cabbage ... And as always I see a little boy, I know even less and that if I go well, consider me a friend. Also add that he is younger, we do not have an oyster in common and I never able to deepen mutual understanding. Here, of course ... I'm doing the same things that I asked for medium. Any sane person would have already made an appointment to the psychologist. But I do not, I persist in my syndrome "romantic heroine".
It 's a thing that lives only in my head and I realize once and for all. Well, this is perhaps la frase giusta. Da ripetere come un mantra.
Perchè mi hanno fatta così male? Continuo a chiedermelo e ancora non riesco a trovare risposta.
I gotta check into rehab
'Cause baby, you're my disease
Thursday, November 19, 2009
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Take Walk
Shining the light into your eyes
morning has come to start today but nothing matters.
Everyone seems to find their place
everyone seems to have a place where they do belong.
You don't want to be alone
but always see the shadow of the moon
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Shining the light into the dark
another day's gone and I'm feeling new but nothing matters.
Everyone seems to find their place
everyone seems to have a place where they do belong.
You hear the sound of lullabies
but nothing seems to put you into sleep
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Take a walk with me now
take a walk with me now, i'll be your friend...i'll be your friend
Take a deep breath of air
take a deep breath of air to clear you mind...to clear your mind
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Take a walk when you feel low and nothing seems to comfort you inside
Shining the light into your eyes
morning has come to start today but nothing matters.
Everyone seems to find their place
everyone seems to have a place where they do belong.
You don't want to be alone
but always see the shadow of the moon
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Shining the light into the dark
another day's gone and I'm feeling new but nothing matters.
Everyone seems to find their place
everyone seems to have a place where they do belong.
You hear the sound of lullabies
but nothing seems to put you into sleep
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Take a walk with me now
take a walk with me now, i'll be your friend...i'll be your friend
Take a deep breath of air
take a deep breath of air to clear you mind...to clear your mind
Do you feel lost in your place?
No one seems to understand your mind.
Does anyone care to know what is it that troubles you inside?
Do you feel lonely in your heart though everything seems to be right?
Take a walk with me away from everything that makes you to cry.
Take a walk when you feel low and nothing seems to comfort you inside
Friday, November 13, 2009
Exacerbation Symptons
The games are open ...
Finalmente abbiamo iniziato in modo ufficiale anche la stagione sportiva. Ieri sera infatti c'è stata la partita di esordio in casa: una vera battaglia.
Se parliamo from a purely technical point of view, for three sets of four are not so bad. In the first nothing to report, as good advantage with which we closed, while in the second we were a bit 'lost their way but we won anyway. The third'll delete it directly from the record that is better (fatalities are entered into the field ... I will be a chance?). The fourth ridati a move and we have set and match went to us.
If we speak from a folkloric point of view, however, we can say that the show was there. The first to kick off the event was one of our people, having heard an opponent play the entire Rosario to ingratiate himself with the sky, tried to calm him with something like "Come on, do not bother the Saints that we are among friends." But the poor boy was incinerated instantly.
So far still okay, though. The nice thing started when our setter went to arbitrage that has not really made a run, attracting the sympathy of the opponents. Nth protest of one of them, our very kindly offered to let him in the difficult task by saying "If you want to leave the whistle." In total more than football, the same has started a claim against the scorekeeper or the undersigned but that 'can confirm that you have a clear conscience. Unfortunately in our tournament there are no official referees ... We would avoid a lot trouble.
Tempers were now close to sparks, especially in the last set, where each point is exulted as if the match points in the final of the championship. When the game now and the execution of this meeting seemed to be coming to an end, here is the latest provocation. Having relied on his opinion of another judge of our players was an apostrophe with "But you ca - or do you want?". Perhaps a sign saying "I am the judge of the race" would provide response. Luckily she's character is quiet and has not broken down but the word "murder" was clearly visible in his eyes.
pulling a bit 'sums, if I give my personal opinion, I would say "fortunately they see them only twice a year." On the next match played Friday and if all goes well, there will be a post-match partying in the basement of Franz. Honestly, I can not wait ... My
Finalmente abbiamo iniziato in modo ufficiale anche la stagione sportiva. Ieri sera infatti c'è stata la partita di esordio in casa: una vera battaglia.
Se parliamo from a purely technical point of view, for three sets of four are not so bad. In the first nothing to report, as good advantage with which we closed, while in the second we were a bit 'lost their way but we won anyway. The third'll delete it directly from the record that is better (fatalities are entered into the field ... I will be a chance?). The fourth ridati a move and we have set and match went to us.
If we speak from a folkloric point of view, however, we can say that the show was there. The first to kick off the event was one of our people, having heard an opponent play the entire Rosario to ingratiate himself with the sky, tried to calm him with something like "Come on, do not bother the Saints that we are among friends." But the poor boy was incinerated instantly.
So far still okay, though. The nice thing started when our setter went to arbitrage that has not really made a run, attracting the sympathy of the opponents. Nth protest of one of them, our very kindly offered to let him in the difficult task by saying "If you want to leave the whistle." In total more than football, the same has started a claim against the scorekeeper or the undersigned but that 'can confirm that you have a clear conscience. Unfortunately in our tournament there are no official referees ... We would avoid a lot trouble.
Tempers were now close to sparks, especially in the last set, where each point is exulted as if the match points in the final of the championship. When the game now and the execution of this meeting seemed to be coming to an end, here is the latest provocation. Having relied on his opinion of another judge of our players was an apostrophe with "But you ca - or do you want?". Perhaps a sign saying "I am the judge of the race" would provide response. Luckily she's character is quiet and has not broken down but the word "murder" was clearly visible in his eyes.
pulling a bit 'sums, if I give my personal opinion, I would say "fortunately they see them only twice a year." On the next match played Friday and if all goes well, there will be a post-match partying in the basement of Franz. Honestly, I can not wait ... My
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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Passion Drama
restful weekend reminded me how beautiful square in horizontal looking at something on TV or PC. And after a long hiatus I started watching the drama. Honestly, I had Forgot to what I liked "It started with a kiss", and although I had other evidence to see, I had not put his hand to the genre.
The real problem is that I'm going to term. There is one in which CSI and Criminal Intent is my daily bread. I start watching an episode and I would do the marathon until the next day. Then begins the addiction (or overdose) and I lose interest, ever get an industrial quantities of DVDs that nobody knows if they are never inspected. There is a time when I love reading historical books. Some time ago a friend went to the Mondadori and I had to stock up for me. For months I dared not turn a page and when I have something like 5 books waiting desperately to be read. There is one in which my brain refused to do anything is just more difficult than a game and spend my evenings playing.
Now it's time to take back the drama. Aided by a new series that I found online, I began to look something of what I had stored in the past months. And so here I am passionate to "Ohitorisama" and "My Name is Kim Sam Soon". At the moment I have only seen the first three episodes of both are but I like it a lot. The first is
a Japanese comedy and is being planned at home. The story is not anything special but I find it cute. The protagonists are Akiyama Satomi, thirty professor of history, and Shinichi Kamisaka, deputy twenty of modern Japanese at the same institution. She is a single, independent woman, in love with her work (not like yours truly), he is a penniless pulling out from a part-time to another. For a number of reasons she became mentor to the boy and the time is also offering accommodation in their own home. How it will end only the new episodes will tell. Perhaps promises a love story even if the horizon at the moment seems a little unlikely because of the differences between the two. But then we are in a drama then anything can happen.
My Name is Kim Sam Soon is instead a Korean comedy of 2005 (for the moment you launch with only light things). The main character is just Sam Soon, a pastry of some thirty years that he has no luck with men and who is currently unemployed. By chance he meets Hyun Jin Hun, son of a hotel owner, who runs a restaurant. The guy is a rather cold and the first meeting with Sam Soon is not the best but, despite having two characters ready to clash for anything, he needs a pastry chef for the restaurant and decided to hire her. For some reason I still is unclear (but I assume is to silence her mother who is getting his own business) asks her to leave well together. How will it end, I'll know that too only in the future but here is a love story for sure because I peeked in the other episodes.
Between the two series I would say that the best is Sam Soon, especially since the protagonist is legendary. When you start talking like an angry old woman sour with the ways of a longshoreman. However, when I'm watching them both so happy to wait for the conclusion vision. I will let you know ...
restful weekend reminded me how beautiful square in horizontal looking at something on TV or PC. And after a long hiatus I started watching the drama. Honestly, I had Forgot to what I liked "It started with a kiss", and although I had other evidence to see, I had not put his hand to the genre.
The real problem is that I'm going to term. There is one in which CSI and Criminal Intent is my daily bread. I start watching an episode and I would do the marathon until the next day. Then begins the addiction (or overdose) and I lose interest, ever get an industrial quantities of DVDs that nobody knows if they are never inspected. There is a time when I love reading historical books. Some time ago a friend went to the Mondadori and I had to stock up for me. For months I dared not turn a page and when I have something like 5 books waiting desperately to be read. There is one in which my brain refused to do anything is just more difficult than a game and spend my evenings playing.
Now it's time to take back the drama. Aided by a new series that I found online, I began to look something of what I had stored in the past months. And so here I am passionate to "Ohitorisama" and "My Name is Kim Sam Soon". At the moment I have only seen the first three episodes of both are but I like it a lot. The first is
a Japanese comedy and is being planned at home. The story is not anything special but I find it cute. The protagonists are Akiyama Satomi, thirty professor of history, and Shinichi Kamisaka, deputy twenty of modern Japanese at the same institution. She is a single, independent woman, in love with her work (not like yours truly), he is a penniless pulling out from a part-time to another. For a number of reasons she became mentor to the boy and the time is also offering accommodation in their own home. How it will end only the new episodes will tell. Perhaps promises a love story even if the horizon at the moment seems a little unlikely because of the differences between the two. But then we are in a drama then anything can happen.
My Name is Kim Sam Soon is instead a Korean comedy of 2005 (for the moment you launch with only light things). The main character is just Sam Soon, a pastry of some thirty years that he has no luck with men and who is currently unemployed. By chance he meets Hyun Jin Hun, son of a hotel owner, who runs a restaurant. The guy is a rather cold and the first meeting with Sam Soon is not the best but, despite having two characters ready to clash for anything, he needs a pastry chef for the restaurant and decided to hire her. For some reason I still is unclear (but I assume is to silence her mother who is getting his own business) asks her to leave well together. How will it end, I'll know that too only in the future but here is a love story for sure because I peeked in the other episodes.
Between the two series I would say that the best is Sam Soon, especially since the protagonist is legendary. When you start talking like an angry old woman sour with the ways of a longshoreman. However, when I'm watching them both so happy to wait for the conclusion vision. I will let you know ...
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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Finally I granted a restful weekend. After long years of training and years to obtain the coveted status of "complement a sofa," I can not suddenly turn me into a hyperactive person who radiates energy from every pore. So last Friday I took a day off. I could arrange a trip out of town, go shopping, enjoy the free time to walk ... Instead I glazed in bed for three days straight and I put my nose out only because forced. The strange thing is that I have not the slightest regret. You see that I really needed. In fact
Friday morning I had to go shopping with my mum but emergency flu has prompted his intervention in nursing home of my sister. And since the weather was very disgusted, I turned in the blankets until late. More or less the same as I did in the afternoon. As for Saturday and Sunday, you can copy and paste it as written so far.
But as I said they are also out for a few hours from the den. Friday night I found myself with Frank Villafranca and two pairs of friends to organize such gatherings every so often, as opportunities to see each other are almost nil. On Saturday I had a friend's birthday instead of the former. I was pleased that they have not forgotten me, even if you do not go out with them for a while. Finally, Sunday night we went to try a new Japanese restaurant that opened recently in the area. I could not suffer the sushi, lately I have sudden attacks of "I want to eat raw fish, rice and seaweed," and I wondered why every time I had to go into town to take off the whim. I am therefore satisfied.
Obviously the place is run by the Chinese so do not put my hand on fire on the designation of origin of the recipes but I must say that we were satisfied (and I honestly believe that in Verona there is even a Japanese original) . It is not the best sushi I've ever eaten, but still good and the fixed price of 15 € more drinks should not be underestimated as it's usually to be filled, the Japanese have to do a mortgage. Another point is that the buffet restaurant offers everything, including hot dishes, and teppanyaki. You choose the raw ingredients, the sauce and pass everything to the chef cooking on the plate. Really good.
Here ... I'm getting another attack ...
Monday, November 2, 2009
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Rest in pieces I'm friendly
I have a week to recover from sleep deprived ... Maybe even more. And 'since last Sunday that I go to bed before midnight with a peak of both Wednesday and Thursday after volleyball. I do not remember make me a night without the thought of having to rush somewhere (see hip hop, art class, volleyball). Between Friday evening, Saturday and Sunday I managed to go to town four times. Considering that usually do not see even four times a month ... At work I go from bad to worse. Honestly I need to rest.
However, apart from the lid flat, I spent a nice weekend. It heralded a bit 'on the end was depressing, but very full. Friday evening I was torn between the desire to stay together and to go to bed after dinner. We thank Francesco (but especially his friend who's on hiatus) at the end I went out and we found precisely in Verona. A short walk, talk, drink and finished that one without noticing.
The next morning, the alarm was sounded at half past eight. With two friends I went to breakfast and looking for a gift since the night we were invited to a birthday. I actually was uninspired but luckily we had almost decided for a few toiletries that we had seen in perfumery. Before buying, however, we decided to do further inspection of the stores to see if there were more convincing alternative. Pity then that the gift is left that, while I'm out of the shopping center with an mp3 player and headphones with microphone.
the afternoon I'd agree with David to go back to town to pick up a book and look for another gift. In the end, what we have not yet there but I ran the acquisition of two manga and a nutella crepe (this is perhaps the worst). I did just in time to go home to change and then the party. A bit 'too quiet perhaps, but all in all pretty. Around half past midnight, however, was over and Giordy invited me to come out with some of his friends who were waiting for him. Where do you think? In Verona, of course. But I was very pleased to be gone.
On Sunday morning I'd agree with David to find for ten. Since we went to sleep after three o'clock I was not exactly in shape, but I made the effort to put the alarm as required. But they are cautious in bed and I did well because the guy has shown signs of life until after eleven. We have new arrangements for the afternoon and four o'clock we went for a walk on the lake. When the climate began to cool down we stopped at a bar and I have not been able to resist a bowl of tiramisu. I wonder what to do if I go to the gym and then within two days to dispose ingest calories in twenty years. Since by now we had, we also stopped for a pizza (even that, family size). We listened to the physical, at nine, we would return home but David felt like going for a drink in a bar in which I spoke. And for the fourth time I took the road towards town. All in all I was pleased. It 'was a nice way to end the day but go to bed after midnight was the final blow. I'm broken ...
I have a week to recover from sleep deprived ... Maybe even more. And 'since last Sunday that I go to bed before midnight with a peak of both Wednesday and Thursday after volleyball. I do not remember make me a night without the thought of having to rush somewhere (see hip hop, art class, volleyball). Between Friday evening, Saturday and Sunday I managed to go to town four times. Considering that usually do not see even four times a month ... At work I go from bad to worse. Honestly I need to rest.
However, apart from the lid flat, I spent a nice weekend. It heralded a bit 'on the end was depressing, but very full. Friday evening I was torn between the desire to stay together and to go to bed after dinner. We thank Francesco (but especially his friend who's on hiatus) at the end I went out and we found precisely in Verona. A short walk, talk, drink and finished that one without noticing.
The next morning, the alarm was sounded at half past eight. With two friends I went to breakfast and looking for a gift since the night we were invited to a birthday. I actually was uninspired but luckily we had almost decided for a few toiletries that we had seen in perfumery. Before buying, however, we decided to do further inspection of the stores to see if there were more convincing alternative. Pity then that the gift is left that, while I'm out of the shopping center with an mp3 player and headphones with microphone.
the afternoon I'd agree with David to go back to town to pick up a book and look for another gift. In the end, what we have not yet there but I ran the acquisition of two manga and a nutella crepe (this is perhaps the worst). I did just in time to go home to change and then the party. A bit 'too quiet perhaps, but all in all pretty. Around half past midnight, however, was over and Giordy invited me to come out with some of his friends who were waiting for him. Where do you think? In Verona, of course. But I was very pleased to be gone.
On Sunday morning I'd agree with David to find for ten. Since we went to sleep after three o'clock I was not exactly in shape, but I made the effort to put the alarm as required. But they are cautious in bed and I did well because the guy has shown signs of life until after eleven. We have new arrangements for the afternoon and four o'clock we went for a walk on the lake. When the climate began to cool down we stopped at a bar and I have not been able to resist a bowl of tiramisu. I wonder what to do if I go to the gym and then within two days to dispose ingest calories in twenty years. Since by now we had, we also stopped for a pizza (even that, family size). We listened to the physical, at nine, we would return home but David felt like going for a drink in a bar in which I spoke. And for the fourth time I took the road towards town. All in all I was pleased. It 'was a nice way to end the day but go to bed after midnight was the final blow. I'm broken ...
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