Sunday, March 5, 2006
Diamondback Bmx Stickers
We were walking around with the minivan in the center of Barcelona, Oscar thought that if anyone was alive maybe we would signal to see a moving vehicle, but after circling for hours through the city streets, dodging cars in the middle of the road and zombies staggering towards them, crushing our moral and wasting gasoline ... If, when we realized the pilot was on reserve, apparently, who left this beautiful gray monster parked on the street as a good Samaritan, let the tank dry as the roe, so far we would not reach that pileup. The nerves surfaced and joined the demoralization of having lost a companion in front of our noses and not find anyone healthy throughout the city What the hell we were doing now? Do we sit down to eat our fill cured ham and then let them kill us? Damn this is shit! Somebody turn on the lights I want out of this movie! The joke has lasted too long and nobody laughing for hours! ...
I think every time I am more aware of what is happening ... more aware of the reality that surrounds us ... more aware of the mess we're stuck. We need a new car, or rather a new shelter because the sun will not last very long and can not sleep outside, luck does not last forever after all.
Finally we parked on a street overlooked, broken into a portal and downloaded some of the provisions for food. The would have downloaded all, but do not know if we stay too long or just tonight. If it's just tonight, we saved the bags up and down like an asshole, and if we stayed longer, we can always go down to collect the rest is going to mess up there. Machito
first upload the stairs clutching his weapon, to prevent said, although I think it is rather not have to pay the purchase. In any case, you'd better be careful, if so blithely continues to fire the ammunition does not last long and will have to find another hobby. After bursting the door of one of the floors of the 2 nd floor we put comfortable, I've cut a plate of ham (This to eat on plates will be a good news), Oscar has reinforced the portal to keep it from no building was rotten and Machito lying on the couch to smoke a whole pack of Marlboro Who gives a shit since the smoking ban? After dinner Machito's gone to sleep in the bedroom and Oscar and I have been talking a while, until the poor are left to fry on the couch.
I am left alone. Only in the silence of the ghost house in which I had not been invited. I've been around poking and stirring photos drawers, knowing that young couple who apparently could not they squaring up accounts to pay the mortgage, overheads, insurance that shit second hand peugeot blue and credit for home improvement, had rejected three requests extension to collect mortgage payments and 6 different targetas Real Estate. A pregnancy test had proved negative and a reel of your honeymoon that still had to put on the album. Problems no longer bother them more, minutiae of everyday life and not come back, difficulties an arrogant government believed to be at the height of the largest in Europe were not considered a priority for the citizens or have done something to fix. Policy. What matters to me hosts politics? I just want to go ahead with the workshop of my father and partying out on weekends to flirt with girls without complexes. Get laid here and there without any fox invite to dinner. How long have I I have an aunt to bed? How long ago?
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