I feel like such a wi-fi wiz
And it’s totally unjustified. I have not invented anything. I have merely followed some indications over the phone. Life!
And it’s totally unjustified. I have not invented anything. I have merely followed some indications over the phone. Life!
People, start washing your hands, when you’re done with your toilet business. Man, you’re gross. Modern apes! Thinking your dick is the cleanest, the best thing… is the epitome of self-centered consumer culture that will lead to human destruction. Flash news, I don’t want anything to do with your dick.
And that would be including “gay” in your nickname, but then you’d indicate you’re bisexual further in your profile.
What was the 20 something female guard in the supermarket wearing today? A black t-shirt reading “security services PMS”.
Emperor’s Poem of the Four Seasons - Results
This is what the emperor has to say about you life path. It is only a high level snapshot and may not be entirely true. Have fun and do not forget to tell your friends about.
Born on the emperor’s knee
You will have to very work hard
But you may not achieve much success
You will have just enough for food and clothes
Have to work very hard when young
By middle age, you will be exhausted
However old age brings wealth
From here.
Why do I get to see so clearly the power plug and carpet pattern down on the floor in your dick shot? Oh, wait! Why do I get to see your dick shot?
Can anybody explain how a bottom can be a stud? Or even better you can explain it directly to the guy using the oxymoron in his profile: “Hey! im a 23 years old bottom stud… if u wanna know me text me here…”
LATER EDIT: this reminds me of the guys well over their 30s and whose nicks contain “boy”… WTF?!
This is how I feel after trying the iPhone on display at the Orange Concept Store earlier today. So, there he was this guy who must’ve tried the device before me and was still logged on his FB account with the device I was testing. I have first updated his status for all his friends to see: “X is still logged on a device in an Orange shop and a complete stranger is messing with his account”. And then I logged him off. And I am now smiling.
Doll, I’m fine.
The dog has put me to the ground today. We were rollerblading in the park. My foot hurts now. It didn’t then. Anyways.
I got a mohawk haircut. A bit tilted. But it’s fun. It’s supposed to be that way. Fun, and tilted.
“What has inspired you to do that?”, he asked. “Not having to see clients”, I replied promptly. “I do FTP these days.”
The other absolutely extraordinary piece of news is that Parov Stelar has messaged me on Twitter, suggesting junodownload.com, when I have complained that his album is not available on iTunes Romania. So, here I am at 3 in the morning, listening to that, his latest release, Coco. After the call from the bank checking the validity of the internet card transaction. Pretty amazing stuff. Pretty good release!
Let me post a picture of the un-named one
It’s been such a day. Move that to the left. No, too much, more to the right. Make that bold. Can we have it regular? I think it should be easier to spot that bit, maybe turn it into bold font, what do you think? kinda manoovering… but I’m smiling. I know the client. I know the material.
Or super computer mum. Or super computer literate mum. You get the picture
So, I send my mum and my bro the following http://vimeo.com/5985294, subject line “Special dedication to Mutti”.
In like thirty minutes I get back her reply.
“It’s indeed a match. I have clicked the link you sent and I cannot see anything, looks like I need to do something else too, I have clicked <<see>> and the Internet has sent me some message (note: she doesn’t speak English) Can I still watch the movie? How? I have been able to see a picture with the computer savvy mum and a man, I assume the clumsy husband. Awaiting for more clues!”
So I send her the further indications. (LATER EDIT: like press triangle looking like a tape recorder play button.)
And she later replies: “Victory ! I have managed to watch! Pretty cool. Exactly like us. It’s a good match. Except for me, of course!”
How could I not love her?