Thursday, November 15, 2007

Brazilian Wax Man Bangkok

marry Simon Le Bon

here I am again! Almost six months since the last post that called on it to be the last I find myself writing in this rectangle, for reasons unknown to me among others with FireFox is displayed wrong. But fottiamocene! The only purpose that leads me to rewrite and certainly the boredom that is the host certainly not in one of the best periods of my life. as they say ... I spent the best of times. From May to today there are many things that happened and maybe I'll try to tell as the various post (but then who cares nn I know). But let's start from the current situation. I've got rabbiaaaaaaaaaaa! I do not have a stage and be the only one out of 62 people end without a master stage is not the best. (Marketing and communication-communication-milan academy ... if I say something bad can I complain?!? Words to the wise is enough) money consequently scarce. Today, in a stand of those that are useful in the expectations and annoying at times in a hurry because the path a little to hinder the desire to stop, because some people posted there in front of you blocking your path or it makes you that you have to gnaw escape and they are doing nothing. cmq. I said, you stand ... ... I bought "fellow drunk" by Bukowski. Ah, the alcohol, he befriends you, think about it that makes you fat and nn will ruin your liver ... but a true friend! welcomes you and you drain your wallet! Hallelujah! Unnecessary days spent without a response and send cv to talk on msn with people who perhaps will never see or have seen maybe you do not want to see + In short, people! And Duran Duran they do? While the Spice Girls return to yell their false friendship ("... let's make the headlines ... friendship never ends "... mah! Will be!) They'll churn out a song (and album title cn a wonderful RED CARPET MASSACRE) and cn pretty much a text of laws and those who say ... fuck, but they have written for me! ... BECAUSE I'M FALLING DOWN! but I shall rise! Let time and blood volume well.

"... Why has the sky Turned gray
Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder
And why has my life gone astray
Scarred by disgrace, I know that its over

Because I’m falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?..."
(DURAN DURAN - "FALLING DOWN"- 2007)

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