July 2010

won!

I'm so glad I do not know what to say, rather than want to hug everyone, and sharing kisses right and left elated.
me I do not care if someone once said that we could not or did not deserve. I do not, because the fact is this, we reached the final AND COULD! , despite all these blows, tll those kicks and stomps, all these faults, got that goal. WE DID!

Holland, I felt respect for you. I regret that the final had to see a game as dirty and a bad referee.

Before my things, a warning: The picture I put there, as you can read in the foot picture is of Deviantart and I have not done that. The author has made a call Noiry ( and got the star of world champions! ) I have not laid a hand on it. Single-click to place it here.

World: CHT MLXC

I have seen this game with my mother. The previous (Germany-Spain) and the Uruguay-Holland saw him with shanellex , and now playing with the family, which, on this island, it reduces my mother (my father is in Tenerife). So I asked at work for a good place to see it because, oh, yes, my house is like and has no TV. Not because we can, but because my mother does not want. We do not have a box is bad, useless, only transmit nonsense, and amaze people in front of the screen for hours, which is bad. Very bad. But that s & iacute;, we have computers, computer is really. Five in particular. And in this house where my mother and my younger brother and me for two weeks a year. If you do account ...
Well that, my mother decided that the best place to watch the game was a mega giant screen that had been put on the beach, and there was no way to change her mind. At any other time I would have liked the prospect, of course, with friends, beer, pipes ... and no women with circulation problems in his legs. Because my mother had surgery for varicose veins at twenty years (he has to give birth to three children and deal with them alone), andcurrently suffers even going to make the purchase, and that it only takes half an hour's walk. Imagine watching a game ninety minutes break, possible extension, more unwanted penalties. Then there are the reason I was not eager to go.

I suggested him from a bar, but he refused because, in his words: "He did not want to be with a bunch of drunk sweaty bellies and listening to the shouts and insults over the dialogues of speakers. " The other alternative was to go to that
heladeríaa shanellex took me on my birthday (and from where we saw the Uruguay-Holland), but it seemed that my mother was eager to immerse youth in the crowd shirtless and sweaty beach tearing the throat by his selection. So we went over there, but not before seeing us the last three episodes of Supernatural (For reference, the third paragraph of that review. XD)
short, we reached the beach just as he began and the party, and we find that the ten kilometers (km up, mile below Maso least, you know) m marginallI, s next to the screen and were busy. We were confined only some in the crowd and continuing slide "Excuse me, ah, sorry, oops, sorry, oh! That was my foot. Eh, eh, is rummaging through my bag, ma'am. Ah, sorry. If, sorry, sorry. Not only did I get to ... Dwarf, I think I have confused with your mother, and I'm still young, do you know? "For ten minutes until situate. Locate. Sure. I did not say put us well. Just hover. It turns out that this new generation of beach tanned shirtless and sweaty does not need the cap placed on his head ninety degrees to position cubrirnos the sun, are vast in their own heads huge and tacky, and some other scarf out of place put on your hair to protect the soft time of seven o'clock in the afternoon (no sun, no heat, yeah = "sea breeze ; Why scarf / hood?)

Ten minutes of complete blindsight was enough for us. We turned around. We left the drunken teenage marabunda shirtless and shirtless, and retraced our steps to arrive at the first bar in the neighborhood and get us asking for a beer (and a Fanta for me), courtesy of my portfolio expenses.

So I did not see the world or in a bar or an ice cream parlor or on a giant screen on the beach, but in the t & amp; iacute; peak van den stale that the neighbors with his shirt unbuttoned and homespun cholas or without them. But you know what? It was amazing. Hear from the family group of drunks, who knew more of the account and lie to their old when they discussed whether it was right or not to switch to Villa and Torres, or if we made a penalty to the Dutch or we did not, was great. Me and my mother was dead of trouble for the party, watching the seconds passed and no Marcab.
Marcab not. But then you got out and began to sing the waka waka, alternating with "Villa, illa, maravilla! "tune or two boys came to haggle over the price of beer without any success, or a woman down to find her husband and sing the forty, and ended sitting with Ely asked NDOS a cane. GE NI AL .
Then it was time. Capitalized. After many unsuccessful shot at goal, Iniesta receives a pass and shoot on goal, and GOL!

Goal, sirs. Gol. The entire building was raised to the sound of that goal. Bar owner left the bar and began securcute, to hug their customers. The men jumped to the beat of their bellies, and children made the plane between the tables. A gentle belly knelt and began to dance by going to the screen (yes, like the announcement
) Another hit his mouth Iniesta image on TV, having to stand on a chair for it. A few came to us with tears in his eyes, enveloped in his arms and kiss, even a guy asked me if I did not bother me hug, then kissed my mother on the forehead.
Gol, Spain. That was a goal. 118-minute goal.
Gol de Iniesta. L Goalto selection. Goal of the motherland. And goal of all followers, English or not, who were with a heavy heart during that game.

to them all
FELI CID ADES.

Birthday:

little to tell. Just to thank everyone who congratulated me on my day. A m_xanath by this manipulation securcute n that made me to Succubus, a ninafrost the entry cumplemundial (WON!) to yin_tiempo , for those nice words (they may not know us deeply, but I like nice), and to shanellex for that great day, that pancake nutella and ice cream cookies, and the last ride. I hope you settle well in England, and regulars will soon be your new life. Good luck.
If I forgot someone, please forgive me because I have both the mailbox as the f-list disorderly, one for my guilt and the other for the championship, which is full of delicious spam post victory. YEY! (This really is a true, gentlemen)

Series: even less to say.

I caught up with Glee. Viewing the last three chapters of the season that I had.
wrong, because now I will have a series fluffy when you need to do happy songs, fun music and colorful scenery. As it is not that I finished todaysm, I have not cool to comment, but there is something that I was charged with fire in my eyes: Sue / Will = OMG. I was so worthwhile. But, by God, how could you do that to this piece of woman? Did you see it? If even got a pearl necklace desconjuntado with red tracksuit! Is not it enough to make you eyes to water? Whatever. Sue will remain the Incredible Sue, and I always will, and the final decision in the last chapter is entirely Sue, without a single lie, telling the truth "to the decision I took n felt right. " I love it.

C

HTMLXC I also caught up with Supernatural. Had left him long ago, in the 4x16, and in two days I've seen so 5x21. Are 29 chapters, and said soon.

made things that I liked. Horrible thing. Unpronounceable, such as the hounds of hell, Jo, pumps, Ellen ... But what one can not complain if you want more than blood has tomato sauce in a series where topics like these.

Then Loki, my beloved Loki, and the & amp; aacute; Angeles. Why? Why reuse a character like that? Was not it just Loki? also insisted on repeating the various versions of the angels for that war, which had remained the same: Satan is a freak he was not prepared to kneel before humans because SO ; as he knelt before his father. Very well. I love that. Especially considering that no angel being respected in the series, and even fewer seem to kneel before them.

Also, some scenes Iconvinced too, as the goodness of the devil that tells you "get up and walk." Wow, I thought those things did other people. I love Bobby and I prefer walking and growling from one place to another, that rolling and grunting in place, but there are ways and forms.
One detail that made me laugh, and much, was the first scene that leaves the slasher. She is writing a fic about siblings, and mentioned languages and moisture. Ohhh. Unbelievable.

I do not understand is why they have to show so pathetic, so simple, absurd, poor ideas, and without any corhard. Vale. We like to think things and play impossible, but that does not mean we are not able to distinguish a look of repulsion of Jared Padalecki of appreciation. I think they could have better used that character, or did not disappear, or simply have not taken before. They did, clearly, to delude the slasher fans, and when it appeared I loved it, but then I started to feel insulted, very insulted, and wished that you drop a piano on his head and once that had just shameful agony, in a manner as surreal as the same character. Another thing. In the last three chapters, my mother decided to join. She did not hnce seen only the beginning of the series, about two years now, and never liked it much. So when I tried to make a quick and concise summary of the last two seasons, went something like

Me: Well then
Remember those two brothers magicians who hunted demons and monstrous beings? She
: umh, yeah, like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I agree.

Me: No, not Buffy, because vampires here just leave. The fact is that the series has evolved, and the brothers have triggered the apocalipsis. She

: "They opened the mouth of hell?

Me: Uh ... maso less. What matters is that Sam and Dean, the brothers are the containers of the two great representatives of this battle: The Archangel Michael and Lucifer, and they need to take their bodies to begin the war, understand?. She

: I can do a commentary on what I think of an argument so trite?

I : No, seriously, Ma, it makes sense. You see, it's like Caíny Abel. Two brothers, one of them, the youngest, drink demon blood within a few MECES birth, sowho is infected and is ... a bit devilish, so the Angels can only take the body to give the greatest justice, or something. She

: Already, with the difference that Cain was the eldest, did not drink demon blood, killed his brother out of jealousy and the angels did nothing there. Come on, you have not used the proper example, but maso least understand what that means: They are brothers and have to save the world killing each other.

Me: Thanks for the help. That's it. Then there is Daniel, who is the younger brother of two of them. She

: How Seth?

Me: Not exactly. Is an illegitimate son of his father. Died long ago, and it was not important in the plot, but as Dean refuses to be the recipient of the Archangel Michael, then ... She

: as haunted. Another sister was taken out of the sleeve and put it on stage.

Me: Yeah, well. And this is Satan, who is a bit ugly because the recipient does not hold much, and I wonder why you can not use this man to fight against the Archangel Michael, it is clear that consumes seconds. She

: Dani
But yes puede be useful for the angel to fight? Did not eat well? Do you eat the same but the archangel it intends to use low and fast? So why did Satan as he entered it in the container? Why not destroy the enemy when he is still helpless? Why kill him Pupitar Castiel by his brother, when Cas is also supposed to be his brother? Why ...?
Me: Let's leave
OK? Finish the series and that's it.
Two final details:

First, Chuck is a visionary, clearly, because I liked the ending. Nor do I understand why they vanished into thin air, and who tell me that is God, I am able to write a list of twenty-one points that can not be God, in any way.
Second What was the last scene? "That was Sam or Luci? Whoever it is, it seemed a very open final. Sam can not get in the middle of the earth and leave us thinking "What?" While Chuck writes a damn "The End" in his manuscript. Because either the seer has lost his inner eye, or est & aacute; laughing at us (and not God). Well, that was basically it.

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