Friday, April 21, 2006

Camper Bill Of Sale Free



Actually, I want to bring here a dispute I have with some friends about whether men and women are very similar or very different ... That is, it may not be the result of genetics but Rather, education, duties, impositions ... differentiated by sex we have had for centuries, but I think men and women today are quite different (leaving out such obvious questions as to each individual, even in the case of twins, regardless of sex, is someone unique and different, and the obvious morphological differences that determine whether we are male or female).
Anyway, I defend, against the advice of some of my, say, 'close', that there are certain aspects of behavior, feelings and priorities, which are associated with being male or female, and that although generalizations are odious, but often necessary, are the reason for women to identify each other, and themselves as a distinct group which includes men. This does not mean that these traits are inherent to being a woman (do not know), but I think that these differences exist in the present. In short, "would have plenty to talk" on this issue, and it is likely that in the future add another entry on this subject (depending on the direction taken by the comments, if any). But now I propose a reflection on a particular aspect of the case, reflected, it seems to me, very bright in the story of Dorothy Parker to find below.
All the women I know who have read it, identify with the content, and some men also say that although, as you can see, so Parker and I and many of my friends think about it, in principle ruled out that this is something they happen to male individuals.
The truth is that all the women I know (including myself, of course) with whom I talked about it, they recognize have been in a similar situation more than once in his life, and invoking the same God, Though not believers.
That was not so long, I allowed the freedom to trim a little if someone wants to enjoy the original, mutilation, step and read the rest of the stories included in the volume-which I highly recommend taking advantage of the 23 April is World Book Day, "can be found in the anthology The loneliness of the partners, published in a very cheap paperback . The copy I have, B editions, is old, but a recent reissue the only thing that changes is the cover.

A PHONE CALL

"Please God, let phoned me now. Oh, God, give me a call. Do not ask for anything more, I promise. I think that not asking too much. It would cost so little, my God, grant that smallness [...] who called me right now, nothing more. Please God, please I beg you.
If you think about it, maybe the phone would ring, as sometimes happens. If I could think of something else, anything.
Maybe if it had up to five hundred by fives, the bell would sound when finished. Slowly tell, I do not cheat, and if it sounds when you get to three hundred will not stop, will not answer up to five hundred. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty, thirty, forty, forty-five, fifty ... Please have sound, please [...] added that would telephone me. He had, need to say that. Did not ask, really. I'm sure you did not ask. I do not think saying he would call me unintentionally. Please God, do not let him do that. No, please [...] Please, God, let him again, I pray. I love him so, so ... Be good, my God, try to be better, will be, if I may see you again, if you phoned me. Oh, sir, may I now call [...] let that man phoned me now!
This must stop, must not behave well. A young man tells a girl who called, but then something happens that prevents it. It is not so terrible, right? It's something events around the world, at this very moment. But what do I care what happens in the world? Why has not that phone ringing? Why not, see, why can not you play? Please do it once, ugly, shiny and convicted junk. Some rings will not hurt you, does it? Damn you, pluck your filthy roots of the wall and smash your smug black face in a thousand pieces. Go to hell.
No, no, no. Enough is enough.
I have to think about anything else. That's what I'll do. Take the clock to the other room so I can not watch it. If unavoidable
consulting it, then I get up and go to the bedroom, and I'll have something to do. He may call me before you return to look at the time. If he calls me, I will be very gentle with him. If he says that tonight we can not see, I'll say, 'Do not worry, dear. Really, you can rest assured, I understand. "[...] Count to five hundred by fives, and if when finished has not called me I know that God will not help, it will not anymore. That will be the signal. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty, thirty, thirty-five, forty, forty-five, fifty, fifty-five ... [...] I will not. I should not do this. Maybe a little delay your call ... That is no reason for me to wear hysterical. [...] Can call might not come here without a telephone directory.
be angry if you see I've been crying. They do not like to cry. He never cried. I wish I could make you mourn. I wish I could mourn him and walk from one side to another room and feel a tightness in the chest, a festering wound in the heart. I wish I could cause an injury like that.
He did not want that. I'm afraid I do not even know how I feel. I wish I could know without my say-so. They do not like to tell them that you have made mourn, who are unhappy because of him. If you tell them that, they think you're possessive and tiresome. And then you hate. I hate when you say what you really think. Always you have to do some comedy. I thought our case was not necessary, we thought it was very serious and could express openly what they wanted. I guess that is never possible, that the relationship is never serious enough to admit an absolute sincerity [...] This is stupid. It is stupid to wish that someone is dead just because you did not call when he said he would [...] Maybe he is confident that it is I who call. Could. Could telephone him. I should not, no, no, no. My God, I beg you, let me not phoning. Avoid giving such thing. I know, Lord, I know as well as you, if you were worried about me call me from wherever that is, without any concern for who was present [...] Do not let hopes to continue feeding. Do not let me say comforting things. Do not let me keep waiting, Lord, I pray. [...]
phone you will not know where I am. He knows that I'm waiting here. He is so sure of myself, so sure ... I wonder why you hate as you are safe. It seems more logical to think that security is very nice.
would be easy to telephone him. Then I would know. Might not be so stupid to do that [...] Maybe he would not mind. Maybe you'd like. You may have tried to contact me. Sometimes someone attempts to communicate with you again and again and then tells you not get a reply. Do not say it just to calm down, they are things that happen for real. You know that really happens, Lord. Oh, Lord, do not let me go near that phone. Keep me away. Let me keep a bit of pride. I think I need it, my God. I think that is all that I have.
But what of pride if I can not stand not talking to him? That pride is something so stupid and mean ... The real pride, the pride, lies in lack of pride. I say this only because I want to call it. No way. It is true, I know it is. I'm going to be great, I'll be more beyond the petty pride.
Please God, let me not phoning, I pray.
do not see what pride has to do with this. Is too trivial to make the pride involved, to assemble all the fuss. You may not have misunderstood him. Maybe he told me to call him at five. "Call me at five, darling." It is very likely to have said that. You may not have heard correctly. "Call me at five, darling." I'm pretty sure that's what he said. My God, do not let myself talk this way. Let me know, please get me out of doubt.
'll think of something else. I'll be sitting, not moving. If I could remain seated and immobile ... Maybe I could read, but all the books dealing with beings who love, loyal and sweet. Why do want to write about it? Did not know that is not true? Do not they know it's a lie, a damned lie? What are you talking about it, when you know how it hurts? Damn, damn [...] I will not. I'll stay quiet. There is no reason to excite me. Look, suppose him to be someone who does not know too well, suppose it was another girl. What would you do then? Simply, I would telephone and ask, "I'm still waiting. What has happened? ". That's what I would do without thinking twice. Why I can not act naturally, just because I love him? I can be natural. Honestly, I can be. I'll call you, and be natural and enjoyable. See as yes, Lord. Oh, do not let them call you, no, no, no.
Let's see, Lord, do you really do not you call me? Are you sure, God? Could not you have the kindness to soften a bit? Could not you? Do not even ask you to make phone right now. Do you do in a minute, sir. Count to five hundred by fives. I will slowly, no cheating. If, when finished I phoned, I'll call. I will. Please God blessed me, my heavenly Father, let me call before the end. I beg you, Lord, please.
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty, thirty, thirty-five ...

Sunday, April 9, 2006

Calories Fruit And Yogurt Swirl

Shit Short

The Millor, vosaltres.
indret No hi ha pel dubte.
not pleasing li els topics. Això
N'is no one. Fixed.
The vàreu make you feel loved.
loves you.
in all that you have come.
In all that power did not come.
In all there were and they had come. In
you were there.

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