Saturday, September 30, 2006
Feline Intestinal Blockage
- Where were you when Asturian
in Algiers, by dunce, Morace
between trash and wrote that Don Quixote
Alarcos interests only? In a few years
see you at the Academy of Language
climbing their chairs ... Loosin
mane.
will forget this scholarship, Faust
you wanted ...
forget the man, who sold liquor
...
your parents, your siblings, to the sad
plumber one day change your life.
From my
just remember these verses and this day
but what
insurance provided will not forget while you live, even if you win the world
or win the lottery, rich cakes are
that made your father in that your first job
of that cake.
Anyway, you do well,
luck in everything and learn,
come and see us some day when you finish your Master
.
(We will not forget you)
LIBRARY OF TECHNOLOGY AND BUSINESS. UNIVERSITY OF OVIEDO
.
SEPTEMBER 2006.
This, my dear friends, is a tribute to all staff of the BTE, which by extension could be applied to all the people I've met in my time at the University of Oviedo, for having supported during afternoons from 2 long years. I feel I have a great debt to this house and I hope professional success will be the best waycondone.
Although the scholarship ended in the library over a year ago we had not even fired. These verses were read at the dinner of the last day 28/09/2006 the best composer of doggerel that I know the illustrious D. Jose Antonio Neira.
soon friends! The next from Madrid!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Can You Get Shingles On Your Arm
Fonseca
Bye, bye, bye, my love
Oviedo forward to my career where I studied. Adios
my university, whose clock back to listen.
Goodbye, old school, today I go and not return.
The streets are wet, and it seems that
rained tears of a child, for the love he lost.
sad and alone, one remains Fonseca,
sad and lonely is the university.
And the books, and books on Mount
engaged in the pawnshop.
not you remember when I was telling you
in the pale moonlight
I can not want more than a
my life and that one is you.
Sad and lonelyFonseca is left alone, sad and lonely is
University.
And the books, and books on Mount
engaged in the pawnshop.
in the mountains and the mountain of mercy.
Monday, September 18, 2006
How Long Does It Take A Hud Home To Close
The fools are legion. This observation is confirmed by the authority of God in Ecclesiastes 1.15 (if it were necessary disclosure of such truism) is employed by St. Thomas Aquinas to the length and breadth of his Opera Omnia.
The events of recent days, from personal to professional, made me reflect on this issue and that if, as well sentence Solomon stultorum Infinitus est numerus ", I wonder: do we move between them - and we still consider "healthy" - they are at risk? He says the holy
an important factor in the characterization of nonsense is the lack of sensitivity, may also be sinful. This lack of awareness leads them to commit gross errors, very fat andI think I do not save or ... we shared too many hours. Ye are yet in time beware of stupidity that has always been the worst flaw of fools.
The events of recent days, from personal to professional, made me reflect on this issue and that if, as well sentence Solomon stultorum Infinitus est numerus ", I wonder: do we move between them - and we still consider "healthy" - they are at risk? He says the holy
an important factor in the characterization of nonsense is the lack of sensitivity, may also be sinful. This lack of awareness leads them to commit gross errors, very fat andI think I do not save or ... we shared too many hours. Ye are yet in time beware of stupidity that has always been the worst flaw of fools.
Thursday, September 7, 2006
Guinea Pig Liver Disease Answer
crumbs that have been the years passed, leaving only trace of tempus fugit forging a great friendship. The difference between yesterday - back in the distant years of awakening at puberty, and today, is that then we thought we knew everything and now we are surprised that there is no better college than life itself. Meetings increasingly distant, though no less substantial, are held once a month or so. And in August it was my turn to host, so I deployed all the artillery of kitchen and I prepared the best meal we've had in a long time, with help, of course, my sainted mother, whose art restoration has not to envy the famous Adriá that. To find such a great event decidi invited to the "ranch" cabin to which I moved, as you know, in early July.
Everything went without a hitch, except for the slight delay, the result of a long afternoon nap, which made me a half an hour later than planned at the Plaza of Parcheesi. It was easy to appease the fiery wrath of the Erika, I threw knives for eyes, held out my hand and offered him the keys to the convertible, his eyes after the initial shock, it became so tame and gentle resembled the sudden aftertaste of an opiate, not a word higher than the other. There
cider, sumptuous dinner and dessert ... a surprise addition to the cake, of course. As we drove to Moriyón, at the height of what Maliayos called "Plazaon in Gijón and I stayed with my boat in the town, although the next day, Sunday, was to compete in the championships of Spain, which were held in Trasona. It must be very good, with the shovel, I mean it, however, was sixth.
Sunday was the break I spent in comforting and delightful memories of the previous night, but about nine o'clock that night I called to my door the illustrious Thomas-former, for the hook.
Dusk fell on the town, leaving the jacket as soft drink of Asturias and taking advantage of the situation, let me hide with a swan-neck jersey remains of lust night by that which one must be modest, as the moral obligation Catholic I've ever been so rudea.
We went together, as we have done so many times, walking the dog and talk about our stuff, and everything seemed in place, ie where it left off last time, so the invitation to dinner I thought of most harmless.
There are not many places to eat in my hometown, so we opted for the Italian menu and sit on the terrace of the pizzeria in my neighborhood. At first, until he reached the first target, his words were soft, gentle lover, and caress my ears, but when I started to sink his teeth into that smoky and tasty pizza, began the parade of insults. As I held my breath hitch swallowing, until he said:
- I want you to know, as you go, three things that never mThe anger that I dominated for more than two days, came due to my moral puritan, that I fight against every day, that according to which the Christian piety has to forgive seventy times seven to like it hurts. Even I could not forgive his weakness and therefore am unable to be lenient with my wickedness. Today I feel more people than any street pooch - with all due respect to the dogs. If you could ye get a penance, at least I could sleep peacefully.
Everything went without a hitch, except for the slight delay, the result of a long afternoon nap, which made me a half an hour later than planned at the Plaza of Parcheesi. It was easy to appease the fiery wrath of the Erika, I threw knives for eyes, held out my hand and offered him the keys to the convertible, his eyes after the initial shock, it became so tame and gentle resembled the sudden aftertaste of an opiate, not a word higher than the other. There
cider, sumptuous dinner and dessert ... a surprise addition to the cake, of course. As we drove to Moriyón, at the height of what Maliayos called "Plazaon in Gijón and I stayed with my boat in the town, although the next day, Sunday, was to compete in the championships of Spain, which were held in Trasona. It must be very good, with the shovel, I mean it, however, was sixth.
Sunday was the break I spent in comforting and delightful memories of the previous night, but about nine o'clock that night I called to my door the illustrious Thomas-former, for the hook.
Dusk fell on the town, leaving the jacket as soft drink of Asturias and taking advantage of the situation, let me hide with a swan-neck jersey remains of lust night by that which one must be modest, as the moral obligation Catholic I've ever been so rudea.
We went together, as we have done so many times, walking the dog and talk about our stuff, and everything seemed in place, ie where it left off last time, so the invitation to dinner I thought of most harmless.
There are not many places to eat in my hometown, so we opted for the Italian menu and sit on the terrace of the pizzeria in my neighborhood. At first, until he reached the first target, his words were soft, gentle lover, and caress my ears, but when I started to sink his teeth into that smoky and tasty pizza, began the parade of insults. As I held my breath hitch swallowing, until he said:
- I want you to know, as you go, three things that never mThe anger that I dominated for more than two days, came due to my moral puritan, that I fight against every day, that according to which the Christian piety has to forgive seventy times seven to like it hurts. Even I could not forgive his weakness and therefore am unable to be lenient with my wickedness. Today I feel more people than any street pooch - with all due respect to the dogs. If you could ye get a penance, at least I could sleep peacefully.
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