These cats have paws weighed down by stones, so we can use them as bookends and as a doorstop.
Friday, July 23, 2010
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cats bookends
These cats have paws weighed down by stones, so we can use them as bookends and as a doorstop.
These cats have paws weighed down by stones, so we can use them as bookends and as a doorstop.
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amigurumi (mania)
Hot, hot, difficult to produce something at this time but it is pleasant to lie in the cool and crochet. What are you saying again? Do you know what are the amigurumi?
In Japan, not only are fashionable. They are objects made of knitted or crocheted , small size, it can lead attached to the bag or mobile phone , as decorations or key e. ..... in short, anyone can use them as they see fit!
Hot, hot, difficult to produce something at this time but it is pleasant to lie in the cool and crochet. What are you saying again? Do you know what are the amigurumi?
In Japan, not only are fashionable. They are objects made of knitted or crocheted , small size, it can lead attached to the bag or mobile phone , as decorations or key e. ..... in short, anyone can use them as they see fit!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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The Beautiful Country .................... .......
It 'cry of alarm of the inhabitants (if you can call it) Eagle, at least we blogghine, we try to do something, I have already posted!
..... Yesterday I phoned the clerk of a collection company
claims on behalf of Sky.
girlfriend tells me that is the September 2009.Mi
asks why.
I say that from April 4 of last year I left my home and there
I have returned. Case
earthquake.
The decoder sky lies crushed under the weight of a collapsed wall
.
Mutes.
then apologizes and says he will do this because I said to those who
of duty.
Then, thoughtful, asking me if now, after a year, everything is fine.
tells me to love my city, has had the good fortune to visit
a couple of years ago.
I was fascinated. I remember in particular a staircase leading down from the Duomo
flints to the basilica of
Collemaggio. And I
salt lump in the throat.
I tell her that I lived there.
She fell silent again. Then he asked me to tell her what my
city today.
And I do.
The story of the old garrison.
The story that I can not go to my house whenever I want.
The story, however, the thieves go there undisturbed.
The story of the buildings left there to die. The story of money
that there is, to rebuild.
And there are not any help for us to survive.
tell her that from July 1, will return to pay taxes and contributions
, even if we do not work.
tell her that we will pay the the. Us and mortgages on destroyed homes. And
evenly spread the payments of loans.
Even for those who have nothing. That, in July, an earthquake with a gross salary of 2,000 €
payroll will pay € 734 net.
that not only come back to pay taxes, but will return immediately
all those not paid by April 6.
that the state pays citizens homeless, who are managed by
alone (well twenty-seven thousand)
even that small contribution of 200 Euros per month which should help them pay rent
. What
rents have tripled. Without any control.
What I pay in a village of five hundred souls, as Bertolaso \u200b\u200b
paid for an apartment in Via Giulia in Rome.
feel you breathing heavily. I speak
built the new neighborhoods of luxury homes at affordable prices.
The life story of the people living there. As in hives
soulless. Without even a newspaper. Or a bar.
The story of the elderly who have been uprooted from their land. Far
miles.
The story of the professionals who have left. Subscription
high school in sharp decline. The story of a city that
dies.
And she answered, her voice trembling.
"It is possible that you do not know any of this.
can not stay that way. Call the television journalists.
You have to tell him. Call the press. They have to write it." They do not write
you do turn
Please read this post, to make it run, it's really absurd ........................
..... Yesterday I phoned the clerk of a collection company
claims on behalf of Sky.
girlfriend tells me that is the September 2009.Mi
asks why.
I say that from April 4 of last year I left my home and there
I have returned. Case
earthquake.
The decoder sky lies crushed under the weight of a collapsed wall
.
Mutes.
then apologizes and says he will do this because I said to those who
of duty.
Then, thoughtful, asking me if now, after a year, everything is fine.
tells me to love my city, has had the good fortune to visit
a couple of years ago.
I was fascinated. I remember in particular a staircase leading down from the Duomo
flints to the basilica of
Collemaggio. And I
salt lump in the throat.
I tell her that I lived there.
She fell silent again. Then he asked me to tell her what my
city today.
And I do.
The story of the old garrison.
The story that I can not go to my house whenever I want.
The story, however, the thieves go there undisturbed.
The story of the buildings left there to die. The story of money
that there is, to rebuild.
And there are not any help for us to survive.
tell her that from July 1, will return to pay taxes and contributions
, even if we do not work.
tell her that we will pay the the. Us and mortgages on destroyed homes. And
evenly spread the payments of loans.
Even for those who have nothing. That, in July, an earthquake with a gross salary of 2,000 €
payroll will pay € 734 net.
that not only come back to pay taxes, but will return immediately
all those not paid by April 6.
that the state pays citizens homeless, who are managed by
alone (well twenty-seven thousand)
even that small contribution of 200 Euros per month which should help them pay rent
. What
rents have tripled. Without any control.
What I pay in a village of five hundred souls, as Bertolaso \u200b\u200b
paid for an apartment in Via Giulia in Rome.
feel you breathing heavily. I speak
built the new neighborhoods of luxury homes at affordable prices.
The life story of the people living there. As in hives
soulless. Without even a newspaper. Or a bar.
The story of the elderly who have been uprooted from their land. Far
miles.
The story of the professionals who have left. Subscription
high school in sharp decline. The story of a city that
dies.
And she answered, her voice trembling.
"It is possible that you do not know any of this.
can not stay that way. Call the television journalists.
You have to tell him. Call the press. They have to write it." They do not write
you do turn
Monday, July 5, 2010
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