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what I had left half now say that work beyond the sphere there are many other things that are essential to be able to consider happy, this is the case health, love, and many others that we will see below.
My health is as strong as ever. A relaxed and decorating my flabby body fat in the abdominal contour, but that does not stop there managed to be more than a year without asking for a day off sick (in fact the last three days I had to ask off work January 2005 were there in times of Gear). Occasionally it hurts a little neck or back, no doubt the result of hard work and soft bed, but it is something unbearable and I trust that if I get to swim two or three times a week, those troubles, and tummy , disappear quickly.
Love lives in Zaragoza, but still you can smell in a cold bed northeast of London. I've been 7 ½ years away from Juliet, content myself with a monthly call sometimes have problems with sound and masturbating with her memory where once showered her with kisses. It is terrible to be separated in this situation where no one knows if the union came one day or just see how Cronos shattering breaks the unbreakable. Sometimes I hear the clock in the morning, I see the emptiness that fills my bed and think about sending it all to hell, going to Zaragoza that evening (obviously if you leave work madrugaria not) and meet with her to see that I have the quiet life behind the corner. Then I sit, sometimes I give him a sip of the bottle, some get up to shave host all aware that I'll get to later but not that I care too much. Some Sundays, when there is work to distract me, I feel defeated, I get up at noon and I read, see movies or hear music perhaps, but nothing fills me all bored. Maybe go to watch the game, but even in the pub menus served for two ...
Then there's the money, that it is never too much and rarely even enough. Ahi think I can not complain, savings within the objectives ma and I had marked two years and three months paying me all my expenses. I always wanted ... NO always wanted ... NO always wanted to go to ... I always wanted to become independent NO soon, but never thought it would be this way. It's funny, living in London with all your loved ones (without exception) away, across phone lines or plasma monitors, where the talk is an effort that does not sound like dondelo but different. Anyway, as for the money, not bad. The relationship between what I need and what income allows me to create a mattress for more difficult times.
Friendships go as well as love. Sadly smoothly. Every time I talk to someone and we feel like laughing in the face of time. After the first phrases I recall that yesterday leave Gran Canaria and its sunny coast, sometimes on Sundays I even do a round of calls to see "who would go on to play a practice match football Quarries with porterias que machin traera con suerte solo 45 minutos tarde". En una de esas conversaciones le comente a Yeray que un dia, borracho, tras haber quedado con el clan polaco, solo en el taxi que me devolveria a mi soledad, me resisti a callarme ante un extraño y comence a darle conversacion sobre los problemas de mi vida, todo aquello que no le importaba al conductor una mierda. "Eso es que necesitabas abrirte con alguien y no tenias quien...".
Hay compañeros de trabajo, no obstante, que son gente risa, probablemente no sean principes de Nueva Inglaterra, pero si gente entretenida, con sus intereses y conocimientos. Es el caso de Tomasz y Kasia, con los cuales el otro dia pase una velada de ebria felicidad que vio mi nivel de ingles down at times directly proportional to the level of the bottle. However, as Juliet says, I'm becoming an intolerant and although they wanted to be more often (something that costs because I am the only one who does not speak Polish in their group which impose the language of Shakespeare) is probably my I would end up getting tired.
Family Well Thanks. Maybe I should call a little more, so as not to lose contact (especially with Gemma who is who unless I called) and of course I would like to be something more than the guy who lives in London for the new generation of Samper that is destined to conquer the world. But overall I am happy to consider further poderme also important from another core part of my life that has been converted into electrons (positive charges revolve around the outside). But now it's Christmas and she Marietta, which both groups (family and friends) will be represented by their presence in London in a dignified way (when Juliet comes happiness for the new year will be almost full).
The development of my concerns is hampered by changing my mood. Sometimes I feel good, and he recorded a compilation Juliet in which not only give a wonderful review of the history of my taste in pop rock, but also included a story written by me and narrated with medieval music background so that the tears I heard it first ... Other times I get home, throw my shelter on the mountain of dirty clothes (the next day I'll take you again.) Me naked and walk around my room slightly hunched in the cold, I give a lot of kicking a small ball that brought me Inko and shot me on the bed, sweating, waiting to arrive the next day to absorb my bad thoughts with obligations or maybe drown them in alcohol. Other days I wear glasses (my overalls intellectual) that are dilapidated and are held in a thin, sloppy design choice but to replace a lost screw.
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