first important change.
would like to inform you all, or 4 cats in the blog, that on Tuesday I started swimming lessons: go swimming on Tuesday and Friday from 21.15 to 22.00. I really like is, I think this is the good time that does not change the sport. Truly, I say, last year I felt a little uncomfortable in the training of volleyball, I was a party at a disadvantage because good or bad they all had more experience than me and I found myself having to learn everything in a hurry and evil. Not to mention that training 3 times a week I am exhausted. In addition, the time I did not want much to genius: Monday and Friday was 17.30, and on Wednesday, that one time that I had to go there mid-afternoon, at 20.00 ... thereby overlapping with piano lessons. And how do the Cloven Viscount Calvin was out of his (I wanted to preserve the integrity of that area). In short but a large shed. Sorry for the bad word with the C, I know I should not say but, damn, I was really broken. Another word with a C. And I do not regret it!
Second important news.
These days I'm reading three books simultaneously: The 5 races, but a little epic 'noiosetto whose style verges on The Lord of the Rings, The soul of the demons, already better in terms of stylistic and narrative with a pleasant texture and, to the delight of the valley, several bloody scenes, and the trilogy of Calvin 'Our ancestors', which consists of The Cloven Viscount, The Baron in the Trees and The Nonexistent Knight. I am grateful that it was not a friend of Calvin because if you had as a viscount whose ancestors still lived half vertical each for its own account or after receiving a cannon shot in the chest, a guy who lived in the trees like Tarzan and a gentleman that did not exist, I doubt that I would be honored to know his original personality ... ^ ^ '
Eniuèi , Calvino's books I was pleasantly surprised: her stories are very original and his style I'm not very tiring to read, not like the 5 races. Well done Italy!
Third important news.
Tomorrow is the last day of the festival in Pernumia, a desolate spit of land with 4 houses and as many human beings (of which none civilized), so one of the local Aboriginal people thought to intersperse calls between the noble leaders of the now remote Gymnasium (the Ginnàsini) and then me included, for us tomorrow night in front of the church sputum. It will be our farewell to summer 2009, our last breath of freedom before 9 months of cultural slavery, but especially the last chance to go to bed late and waking up even later, sob ...
However, I think we take this opportunity to go for the first time on Tagada, inexorable machine evacuated.
Fourth important news.
Today I discovered that cats move in your sleep: I, completely calm, I was illegally downloading music and movies from the Internet when Helios, who was sleeping quietly on the papers of my father beside me, pulled me a fatal blow that almost he drew me a pulp by the arm. Then load the slap, but now I realize that the cat had his eyes when closed and could move convulsamen you hind legs. You shall see that he was dreaming of chasing a mouse. Poor deluded.
I awake to ask him, but he responds with an angry growl, is turning his back and riacciambella risprofonda oblivion.
Second important news.
These days I'm reading three books simultaneously: The 5 races, but a little epic 'noiosetto whose style verges on The Lord of the Rings, The soul of the demons, already better in terms of stylistic and narrative with a pleasant texture and, to the delight of the valley, several bloody scenes, and the trilogy of Calvin 'Our ancestors', which consists of The Cloven Viscount, The Baron in the Trees and The Nonexistent Knight. I am grateful that it was not a friend of Calvin because if you had as a viscount whose ancestors still lived half vertical each for its own account or after receiving a cannon shot in the chest, a guy who lived in the trees like Tarzan and a gentleman that did not exist, I doubt that I would be honored to know his original personality ... ^ ^ '
Eniuèi , Calvino's books I was pleasantly surprised: her stories are very original and his style I'm not very tiring to read, not like the 5 races. Well done Italy!
Third important news.
Tomorrow is the last day of the festival in Pernumia, a desolate spit of land with 4 houses and as many human beings (of which none civilized), so one of the local Aboriginal people thought to intersperse calls between the noble leaders of the now remote Gymnasium (the Ginnàsini) and then me included, for us tomorrow night in front of the church sputum. It will be our farewell to summer 2009, our last breath of freedom before 9 months of cultural slavery, but especially the last chance to go to bed late and waking up even later, sob ...
However, I think we take this opportunity to go for the first time on Tagada, inexorable machine evacuated.
Fourth important news.
Today I discovered that cats move in your sleep: I, completely calm, I was illegally downloading music and movies from the Internet when Helios, who was sleeping quietly on the papers of my father beside me, pulled me a fatal blow that almost he drew me a pulp by the arm. Then load the slap, but now I realize that the cat had his eyes when closed and could move convulsamen you hind legs. You shall see that he was dreaming of chasing a mouse. Poor deluded.
I awake to ask him, but he responds with an angry growl, is turning his back and riacciambella risprofonda oblivion.
