Friday, November 21, 2008

Why Do I Have Soap Taste In My Mouth

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It 's amazing how quickly the hell is spending the time! The days pass like water under a bridge, fluids and' fresh ', so that I can not longer recognize each other: no I could say what happened yesterday or the day before yesterday, but also remember each event. Taking the maelstrom of events I'm losing the knowledge of time, that's what. It seems barely a week has passed since my 'transfer' here, yet we are already almost at end of the month and are of things happened, but how many! Only now I'm beginning to resume the thread of the skein, to recall my 'balance', if at first there was: at all the 'values' were significantly unpacked, but really, and even now I still can not give me a set with food. I'm also writing shit ... I feel like a robot struggling movements .. mah ..

Speaking of happier things, Wednesday made himself the long-awaited new party in the apartment 'super-cool': in half an hour they were all gone. Flying spaghetti, spaghetti were eaten directly from the floor ... a debacle! We (myself, Mirko, Athanase and Lore) we're leaving, leaving the hosts now dead, one on the bed and the other closed in the toilet to vomit 'Amaranth' (as it will tell him). The next day we will know that 20 minutes later he called the autombulanza to bring Gabriel to the hospital ... that asshole! Nothing serious, in that, bah!

The 'quiet around downtown' m'aveva on Thursday that "called" Gabriel, has been transformed into an endless walk of 6 hours, and more! Exit at 6 o'clock, I can go back to the room only 3 cuts, with a kebab of shit on my stomach and head 'lighter' ..

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