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A 110 and praise! High water


I use this phrase as a topic, because that is how I called my friend Kiappu and I liked it so much. Puru Thanks!
Anyway, what say? In a week in Venice I waded through the city (the river had access at home, instead of the path). The high waters have taken me all over. But the worst is that I took with the fever (39) laryngitis and a medical textbook. With this, I had obligations to attend, so I tried to resist as best I could and keep me up to discuss my thesis. The thing went well (110 and praise me alive!) but got home my body, held up by sheer force of will, collapsed: I started throwing up spray for a week (forgive the poetic image).

But I'm happy. The Twingo was me, because for the rest I met good people, with whom I hope to continue to stay in touch, both professionally and humanely. Ahead of me have also proposed new job opportunities and retraining, so really I can not complain.
Now I leave my personality as a scholar and I isolate a week in the hills of Umbria, where he'll wear the clothes of Akamias, the most aggressive of my various personalities, and spend seven days to eat, play and scratch my belly! Hurrah!
I leave you with a picture of the street where I lived:

Accidently Drinking Ajax

Today I write to you from Venice. I came here to discuss my Master's thesis. Venice is a city where one can remain indifferent: you either love or hate. However, I can assure you that these days I do not see eye abducted, maybe worried, fixed on the channel to see when the water will enter tracimerà nice beautiful homes and shops.
I do not know how they can survive here stores shoes ... maybe in the summer. I left that I bring back my rubber boots, purple roses, once I left here now the idea of being special. Here are the fashion rubber boots: you have no idea of patterns, shapes that dancers ... more trendy!
rubber boots may, however, are the only nice thing. Water everywhere, the sky seems always about to fall on, the wind is right of any umbrella (by the way ... the talk of the boy of the Internet Point is far from encouraging).
And I, that after two days I have to present the Master's thesis, I do? I take influence slap! Luckily the house is well provided with blankets; I created a cocoon and I got buried with food and medical supplies on hand). Then the appeal to civilization has been stronger and I came staggering internet point, fortunately near. I will tell you the developments.

Breastfeeding Asymmetric Boobs

must do the rosary

This is what my grandmother used to say (good soul) every time a tragedy was followed, more or less abruptly, from another.
Silently, stealthily, in the midst of laundry a week ago the water decided to flood the kitchen and the closet because (we would have found out later) of a pipe plug from its position jumped beautifully. The plumber We have proposed a scenario of terrifying fact SMUR accounts and savory. Desperately, we call the workers to remove the kitchen and then disappears again ... who the plumber! First you invent a devastating influence, then simply do not find, only to quickly respond if called by another number.
The first reaction was envy: who, in times of crisis, can afford to ignore beautiful work deserves all my admiration. The second was to wonder, upon learning that the reason for the disappearance was the fact that he was dumped by the girl, the daughter of a friend of my father (this bill us as enemies). I passed with flying colors, however, phase 2, as the Twingo used for years and years of experience, but recognizing the enemy at its most devastating.
The third reaction was sadness, especially on the third evening that took advantage of the evening shower to wash the dishes (yes, that's right ... you can imagine a woman naked in the shower while it passes the sponge on a dirty plate while at his feet mingle in harmony gel and dish soap ... poetic, is not it?).
Luckily, we found a second hydraulic system, with less Paturnie of the first ideas and less catastrophic. At that point, however, the workers are gone, and we had to reassemble the kitchen alone.
The Pika, a day after he decided that his starter had become too old and has been waiting to find me alone and leave me in the rain ... and to give away more money electret! Joy! We also want to put your computer monitor broken? But yes, go!