Sunday, August 12, 2007

Louvered Closet Doors Usa



People always tell you that in life you never know what to find. Sure, it's true, almost everything in life is unexpected .

much as waking up with a voice you crave, as well as getting up early on a Sunday in August. As much as that, suddenly, everything moves. A table full of things, books, chair, and myself.

do not think anyone is predestined, but more or less all know what things are not going to live. Because everything is unexpected, but I've always known that I will never be an astronaut, and from little I realized that was not me but winning in any sports competition. Hopefully I do not live in my meat a war, nor hope to live a shipwreck. I do not think I dare to do bungee jumping, and it is difficult for me to decide to live outside Spain, because I look old. Actually, today I thought I would live either an earthquake, but it turns out I've lived. Short and not too violent, but at last earthquake.

say that animals are especially sensitive to these phenomena. Salsa was especially playful and active all day, but that's because I've bought a cord with which from time to time the deception and make it run a bit so you will not fattening that ass she has. At night I woke up, also with a crazy race. I was hallucinating, because it is usually quiet at night, but the patter was unstoppable. I began to suspect chasing something, and the cord only move if I have it seized. Yes, Salsa chasing a beautiful cockroach, however, did not die harassment by catlike, but a victim of a double crush. The one that brought the downfall of a sheet of "The Pier Pavilion" by Michael Andrews over,



and the second when, after lifting the box down in fear, and see a black thing (was dark, although I suspected he did not know what had caused so much activity in the cat) I planted my foot on the wood of the blade in grape pisamiento plan until we heard a "Croc" who gave me a tremendous disgust, but reassured, if not my infinite disgust, if my fear. Perhaps it was triple crushing, now that I think.

Like my cat is not particularly sensitive to earthquakes, but I like I am. Because Saturday was rare. Nervous, Lazy, as well as for being late to the salon and not being able to cover the gray, on a day recovered two hobbies that I love and that in recent months he had lost: spend an evening watching movies and mourn.

Hours after the ground has moved under my feet, having spent a total vegetation Sunday, watching Jonathan Rhys Meyers as Henry VIII by Kate Winslet in love with a composer of soundtracks, from dye my hair at home after more than ten years doing it comfortably in the salon (where you do not dye stains thigh) Suddenly I think my life can change.

That maybe one day I give to go live without, and maybe I'll do bungee jumping, and it is possible that everything I've dreamed lately to be more than a dream. For as many good things in life, was unexpected, and sometimes when I think about it, I shudder, and without the aid of earthquakes.



This is a gift to me this morning the Rodent , but next to the hair for the occasion, of course. Summercase