Wednesday, November 9, 2005

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First day of school

is, the effect is much like the first day of school, when esatatmente do not know how to get around, you feel embarrassed and everything shines a different light.
E 'came the fateful day of the move, what they look with reluctance, but sooner or later, this time he had to get there, and I got to my chest.
a great breath this morning I butatta out of bed at 7.30, running at 8.15 already stamped the badge in the noisy machine in admissions, I was already at 8.30 am with a box on the back. New

overview: location of the Directorate General of Pirelli.
That so sounds like the opportunity of the future, the position that breaks ...
I'm actually only broken balls and deafening phones that make you long for the arrival of 18.00, to squirt away from here.

E 'a perspective that does not satisfy me, I was dozing comfortably in my niche without creating inconvenience to anyone, unpretentious, passing unnoticed and always wanted to stay there.
But fate mocks me and elect me to this role of acting deputy secretary of the big boss, but do not ask if the prospect convinces me, if I really want to move your ass and go neigli areas of the upper floors.

I'm not made for mediocre things, emotions are a bit 'strong am when it comes to associate them with something servile, formally and in accordance with the rules then I'm there.
But unfortunately I do not have much choice.

Ah there are still rich and interesting news.

going to order ...

shortly be leaving for Berlin, I shot a six-day fire in less than a month. I trust in this moment of escape. The forum

Rainbow has closed its doors, but the handsome kurgan took over the reins of collapse, and has created a site that replaces (and improves) the previous forum.

My house has become my den, my refuge. I find comfort in the home, but the thoughts are boring to bother me again. I hope the new job situation does not lead me to seek more rewarding the private sphere, to the sacred law of compensation, because I have serious problems.

I am confused. But perhaps this is not within the new rich and interesting.

Friday, October 7, 2005

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Today I was double-checking all costs incurred in the last month from my boss, who soon will leave the company. Or rather, who recently received a kick in the ass by the company.
It made me smile to note the expenditure incurred in "rappresentanza2 dinner on Saturday night at 21.00, in an unlikely tourist destination that hosted an indefinite avvrebbe meeting.
Or the Chinese hotel bill of 1200 euro, equal to 'equivalent to what I earn in 30 long days.
Yes, of course, it's fun to know that in life not only the honest will take the kick in the ass, but also smart thinking to eat the leaf parasites living on the shoulders of those who gives him a good salary.
For once I believe justice has been done, but who knows how many more clever than the undersigned at this time will be blissfully in their fighters, with dinners and luxury accommodations in place to update a blog.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

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- It was a bit '- Buh

was a bit 'not updated my pages, I would say that there are now a bit' of things to tell:) First

now I have short hair, I have cut them yesterday, but actually does not I like that. The result is due to classic ears deaf that hairdressers have when trying to explain how you cut, do whatever the fuck they want on time and after work or you satisfied or start swearing.

I opted for the former, partly because I was about to be submerged by the split ends, but luckily my fringe has been saved or would have gone very differently.

I do not have pictures to post, but I will soon.

Then there are many updates on my house! I will not cheer yet, but we're probably running out. I miss only the documents to get gas, but after so many reminders references to foreman, and after a free fuck received by the head of the plants on my insistence to get me 'I'm gas, now go on to pick up everything, and soon I will do the opening ceremony.

I am much more calm now, better manage my anxieties, which in truth they are almost completely rarefied. Sleep you need is helping me and now I wake up a few weeks now with a smile on my face and I feel that I miss very little to be truly happy. Let's say you are on track:)

To bask in this blissful enrich this blog with some nice pictures, the pictures explain more than a thousand stories:

Friday, September 9, 2005

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Last night I had yet another collapse, though there are serious reasons to collapse.
I assume they are still very stressed by what is becoming a full time job: being a good girlfriend, an independent woman and a couple of administering a meager salary, which can afford to make ends meet.
I was at my grandmother's house and for once she was to rest your hand on my shoulder, to give me some words of comfort, telling me that I should not worry, I will not stay in the middle of a road that will not leave me alone. ..
I hate this state of heightened emotionality, have sudden mood swings and not knowing hold my tears.
If I start in September with this bad habit, where will it end?

Ah, maybe there's good news ci confido molto: domenica Rick intervisterà i DM per la redazione di Vogue. Forse sarò con lui. Forse impazzirò dalla felicità :-D


 


Wednesday, September 7, 2005

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Your Birthdate: August 15

With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene.

The 1 and 5 equaling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher.

You are very responsible and capable.



This is an attractive and an attracting influence.

You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it.

You tend to learn by observation rather than study and research.



You may like to cook, but you probably don't follow recipes.

This number shows artistic leanings and would certainly support an talents that may be otherwise in your makeup.

You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways.


Tuesday, September 6, 2005

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my birthday reminds me of something ... Nightmares

    



 


    

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It 's very difficult to explain what happened to me tonight, but somehow I have to make the strange emotions I have experienced, or the head may explode.
spent the night was the cradle of strange nightmares, with effects never felt so far, I have very much frightened, but fascinated at the same time. I
memories rather confused, but so far now I have got to appunatare what happened to me, so I will try to draw from memory, using - I hope - words to capture what happened.
I had dreams that I have done LSD experience, this is clear. In the dream, the atmosphere was
corposissima, was almost palpable, but the material was composed of a strange, almost liquid, but heavy at the same time. everything around me was as filtered by a huge mass of thick liquid dripped down to earth and that: the walls, edges, faces and people were melted, everything had a hell of color, with shades that tended to red and black.
felt in danger, even though people around me were always those. I had the feeling of not being able to handle situations, to have lost control over my ability and I could not help but let slip about what was happening around me.
I felt that someone was exploiting my life, what was happening around me was all too surreal to be able to understand and address, so I had to make sure that the other guide me in a world that I could not understand.
I had on me a lot of anxiety, I did not recognize any of the places around me and it was very hot. I've seen cemeteries and dark rooms, I saw the expressions on people being bad, but despite these events could not run away anywhere, I was not in power to do so alone. There were those who guided me, but he had no intentions of convincing with words comforted me, but inside I felt that I should not trust. What
bad memories, if I try to think about it and close my eyes are still in the dream, but I do not like.
I do not know what meaning has the dream I had, but when I woke up I had an inkling of having to necessarily change anything, as if the images I had drawn some hidden meaning to understand sooner or later.
I try to think and decipher, but I'm still pretty shaken.
Perhaps an idea of why I'm so angry, but I have to process it better.
Good morning.

Friday, September 2, 2005

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Katrina

these days are literally kidnapped from what the press and media talk about Hurricane Katrina. View pictures of a city devastated by the force of nature and human selfishness folded shakes me a lot. Today I reflected on what the human race is unable to react even in the face fraternal misfortunes such as the one that occurred in New Orleans a few days ago. The newspapers told of scenes of violence and crime, which even the far west of hundreds of years ago ...

Man is selfish, I had no doubt, but often verges levels bestial unspeakable, almost ashamed to be made of this paste. I would like to contribute something

way to support thousands of eprsone plagued by a tragedy that I can not deal with my strength: think about what is happening over there reminds me of how many privileges I enjoy every day.

My worst nightmare is to be alone, and at the same time not to have more certainty of the future. At 27 I still set my life on steel pillars as the family and the support of friends and acquaintances, looking good and satisfactory economic conditions, through which all things and live a life without major worries or concerns. ; But deep down I know that one day these reference points and these certainties slowly weaken and I will have to rely only on myself and on inner strength during these years that I built day by day. If I was suddenly taken away everything I have, by uncontrollable forces of nature, or fate, I am convinced that'd give it the weight of fear.

How beautiful youth

that runs though!

Who wants to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

this or Bacchus and Ariadne

beautiful vanishes, and the other burning:

because 'the time flies, and tricks,

stan happy together forever.

These nymphs and other people

are happy though.

Who wants to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

These are pleased satiretti,

nymphs in love,

for caves and thickets

have their place one hundred ambushes;

ago by Bacchus heated

ballon, but Salton.

Ch want to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

These nymphs also have dear

from them be deceived:

can not do Amor shelter,

if not rude and ungrateful people:

time together mixed

suonon, canton, however.

Who want to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

Thursday, September 1, 2005

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I like this picture, look at me every time I lose myself in it.

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** Deadlines **

I decided to give me a date for peeping into my new home. If you do not use the method of the fixed date risk to frustrate all, codardaggine or insecurity.

Darsi deadlines is my forte: I work on the data, files, appointments, calendars ... but I manage my schedule is not exactly the same thing, not like this ship to date, in that destination, office colleagues or boss. Working on my calendar is to put more attention to the things and details, otherwise I'm the one who fucks with his bare hands.

However, whatever the cost it was decided on 30 cm I am officially a woman with a new residence.

Yesterday at work I thumbed through the new IKEA catalog and I was getting a cuddly. if they are not aged all of a sudden it's because of my youth the seed of DNA takes it hard. The new catalog, which shows the new collection for years to come, have completely distorted prices and measures of all the furniture that I had resolved to purchase, transport and groped to mount shortly. It 's a sign? Or is it bad luck? It means I have to start all over again, again, do not take it anymore.

These last two weeks have been a bit 'extension of relaxing summer vacation Ancona: from about 10 days are installed at the home of Ric, far from my plants and my projects. I have to give me a move, that's for sure.

Oh, and start again in a somewhat mundane life in Milan.

Saturday night I was at the shelter, I enjoyed it, there were many people and I enjoyed it, as happened not so long.

Monday, August 29, 2005

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Moments to remember

Today is one of those days on the calendar to be commemorated with a beautiful "ics" red, a day to remember for something very significant happened to you and that somehow marks a stage of your journey. Well today I received the first bill to be paid for the light of the new house:-D

I know, seems pretty stupid to highlight an event in the calendar of memories so trivial, but for those who-like me-are lagging in a sea of tasks and especially of uncertainty toward the future, the arrival of a bill can make you understand what is real the moment you're experiencing. To tell the truth, yet it all seems so distant, as if you were living away from my next life independently. In fact I have not yet taken the final step, I have not decided on the day when I can finally say "this is my home" Crossing the threshold of the apartment in Via Breda, so I can not but consider all that I am planning, yet fleeting thought.

And do not hide that I very much fear, despite the big pats on the back of congratulations from all sides. From the outside it all seems so easy, or even a privilege to take up your stuff, change an address and start a whole different life, is actually not the case at all. I have not yet all the elements to express myself, but talking conscientiously imagine my future life will certainly not be a walk.

When I opened the envelope containing the bill's articles, I think I have turned up their noses at the sight of the reason for payment. Let's say it was like getting yanked it reminded me how short the distance to my choice. I almost felt like not to have more choice, like I threw the anchor in a port from which I shall never move more, because now the choice was made.

I only hope that the silence of my new home will not be too long and that the loss I'll try not to make me fall again into an abyss oxen. I'm tired of chasing the balance, especially now that I feel so good ....

Friday, August 26, 2005

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THE BLACK LODGE

" Once Upon a Time, There Was a place of great goodness, Called the White Lodge.
Gentle fawns gamboled there amidst ;
happy, laughing spirits. The sounds of innocence and joy filled the air.
And when it  rained, it rained sweet  nectar  that 



infused one's heart with a desire to live life in truth and beauty.

Generally speaking, a ghastly place, reeking  of  virtue's 



sour smell.

Engorged with the whispered prayers of  kneeling mothers, mewling  newborns, and fools, young and  old, 



compelled  to do good without reason.

But, I am happy to point out that our story does not end in this  wretched place 



of saccharine excess.

For there's another place, its opposite: a place of almost unimaginable power, chock  full of dark 



forces and vicious secrets.

No prayers  dare enter this frightful maw.

Spirits there care  not for good deeds or priestly 



invocations.

They are as likely to rip the flesh from your bone as greet you with a happy "Good day!"

And if harnessed, 



these spirits in this hidden land of unmuffled screams Would broken hearts and offer up a power so vast That ITS bearer
Might he Reorder Earth Itself To His liking! This place I speak of, is Known as the Black Lodge.
And I INTEND to find it. "
" There was once a place of great goodness called the White Lodge. Tender fawns cavorting among the spirits happy and smiling. The sounds of innocence and joy filled the air. The rain was sweet nectar that filled the hearts desire to live a life in truth and beauty. A acid scary place that smelled the odor of virtue, gorged in prayers of kneeling mothers, babies whimper, young and old challenged to do good without reason. But our story does not end in this place sickly sweet and repulsive. There is another place, which is the opposite of this. A place of almost unimaginable power, full of dark forces and vicious secrets. No prayers dare enter this frightful. The spirits do not pay attention to religious invocations. They can rip the flesh from the bones as greet you cheerfully. And if harnessed, the spirits of this hidden land of muffled screams and broken hearts have a power so vast that its holder could reorder the land at will. The place of which I speak is known as the Black Lodge. And I intend to find it. "

Thursday, August 25, 2005

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... Around the blogs ...

This I must give:

Having made a quick round of Splinder, I realized the large number of blogs written by girls under age .... well, in a fit of civic spirit, I opted for a post service, dedicated to these new friends bloggers, allowing them to take advantage of the superior experience of someone who is much older than them ....

1) Not you're strange, you are not abnormal, you are not crazy, you're all the same and write all the same fucking things!
2) If you are not Finnish, and not have to write an exegesis of Tordenkakerlakk (the cockroaches in the Thunder), there is no reason why your blog should be some damn damn k!
3) Needless to strive and be terrible questions, why he did not notice you, you're a toilet!
4) Take that shit about JavaScript, that if I wanted a huge cuoricione instead of the cursor, I thought I alone!
5) Feeling like a cloud of life melts into the garden of thorns above the dew does not mean anything!

's girls, this post is for you .... I hope to be helpful ....

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Here it slowly is coming back ....

E 'the gnome of a stomach ache, a character who is not as imaginary as it may seem. With his hands worked with a lot of tenacity in me, he warmed the walls of my stomach and writhing around as if there were any dirty clothes in the washing machine, because the effect is precisely that of a centrifuge.

The pain that I'm trying for the past 40 minutes is so strong that it seems impossible to be caused by my own body, so I thought that there must necessarily be something or someone inside me that you are bothering to give me all these problems:

He OVARICUS , the goblin that care of my menstrual pain, and he remembers to tell me every time I expense the danger of an alien coming.

today just do not want us, I am shocked by the work, anxiety and guilt.

My boss has left for China, I woke up this morning his text messages telling me that the mistake was due to my forgetfulness on his entry visa, and since then I feel the knot stomach. I was playing with the good intentions of meshing with a one year commitment, tenaciously devote myself to my work trying to improve last year when the anxiety I was wrong, but I have not got the correct input.

So the enthusiasm has turned into frustration and I feel like coming back to take my drops of calming, which has kept me company over the past two months. I noticed that the anti-anxiety drugs and have (almost) all names with "X" as if to indicate that quell'incognita seek the help of their chemical compound.

But I promised to give up, I do not want to return to have his mind clouded by drugs and even to We seem numb in body and spirit. The effect of anxiety appears to be effective at first, but then leaves you room to a limbo of anything that you install in your walls brain: where dissolves fears and anxieties leaves room for nothing, impossible to fill.

I want to move and feel alive. The goblin is reminding me that they are still alive, but terribly debilitated.

Adieu.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

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Delusions

E 'common ground, the redbull is a hard drug.

twinpeaksiana Having just one night at Rick's house, where we shot a 5-point response to the first series Lynchana today are prey to delusions and visions. Not so much for the marathon film auteur, but for the Redbull overdose that I injected into the stomach. I'm bad, I thought I had become addicted to orange to taurine, but tonight I was imbarellata next to Richard's side for at least three hours.

The alarm clock is a nightmare, the work had to start again. The journey by car to reach the office has turned into a video game anxiety, where I (the protagonist of the game) I had to dodge all the cars, Viale Sarca, avoiding off the road and crashed into the tram, or invest the old that make you go back to 1000 points at a time.

An Albanian was tempted to roll it out, but I was being "bonus", the one where the machine takes the run to avoid the red and I have not had time to swerve. This time it went well.

Ah, the fool who straps and that is always at the side of the road this morning was not there, it will be a bad sign?

Despite all are still in a good mood this evening at the home of Richard will hold a dinner-party to celebrate the return to Milan after the rainy holiday. I had thought of organizing a costume party, to make it funny event, but apart from the costume redbull I can think of nothing else, then I give, I feel sick.

Vicious  (Lou Reed)

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you're so vicious

When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you're so vicious, you're so vicious

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, hey why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious

When I see you coming I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious, baby, you're so vicious
Vicious, vicious...

                                                 


                                                                       

Thursday, May 19, 2005

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Here it is! My home

Here it is my home of paper!

This is the original project from which I am starting to assume the home furnishing project.

Vista so it might seem like a wedding favor, a concentration of niceties incredible, but I truly on the floor of this design have been there and I can hardly believe that they can keep us all that there is a bed designed + hours! I'm really breaking the meninges of dint think of solutions that do not make me think of suicide by asphyxiation in the minute space small, but I can think of crabs ...

last Saturday when I made the second round by the furniture maker Rick has accompanied me. During the trip we have threatened to leave, because my self-control has given way to a new crisis of jealousy because of his roommate and his continued presence in our lives. I gave the numbers, I started to accuse all my insecurities, not until Rick asked me to come stay with me, in view of the project of a future life alone.

I denied this possibility, I fear too.

I'm afraid I do not have the capacity to bear the happiness, though apparently this seems to have been presented in the form of a report stable ... so I keep my furniture projects, instead of my projects of common life. It 's all tremendously easier.

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We are running out! My house will be ready very soon, a few hours separate me from the keys of the house. The house keys are loaded with powerful symbols: are the tools that allow you access to a space that will host your refuge, your anxieties, your fears, your joys and your emotions ... in short your life. I do not know if it's a beautiful experience, I only know that now I am full of expectations, and charge.

Monday is the day of this important step, the keys of the house, the day which will initiate a new phase of my life.

I dreamed about this day so much, but I still feel so far away and unreachable. Fortunately all my energies are projected on the independence of my project, so me and my paranoia are distracted by something that will grow slowly.

My concerns were parked at the moment, I am now completely taken to everything I do and follow and think about e. .. Panic! So many things!

Today I put the picture of my map, now I have a hunger that can not see, I'm going to taste the delicacies of the table :-)

Friday, April 1, 2005

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trap!

When you start writing is like a trap. You do not understand why you start doing it, just beginning. And the best part is that you will not stop more, open a highway between the psyche and the muscles of the hands, which will oblige your fingertips to make the thoughts flow.

In recent years I have always had a morbid fascination for words: the words are emzzo that humans think they have to be construed as an absolute gift, but in reality this is not their true purpose. The words serve to give shape to the one that pushes you in, but not necessarily the case that those who listen will understand davevro.

write instead is different: writing helps you define the form of object. In this case is all suspended in the ether, but they have a form and if I can not tocacre one of my five senses to meet.

How many other eyes they come?

And because they will understand.

The reason why I'm impressing on a screen do not know, but I like to hear the clash of words in my head, like slipping on a water ride up to the pnta fingers. From the back of the eyes and fingers in a vicious circle as they return to the head.

From questod teaches that words are circular and what's more perfect than a circle? We ask Giotto?

Perfection is in my words, I hope someone will be able to understand sooner or later.