N-33, if bingo is singing, sometimes carries the tagline of "Christ's age" but now that (33) is also my age lol and not only that of Christ, well, until next year when he turns 34 (is denied and the age is not funny haha) and for the first time , after no-is-how many years fell Saturday:) because I was almost resigned to the idea that my birthday always fall on day of week, but hey, really enjoyed it that day because I did nothing lol and was in the night I set out to do something, make something to eat and something cool to drink because there would be a small party that ended converting tripe in a dance:) the holidays at home are always the same and everyone expects me to do a repeat pa 're enjoying it but for me is, for the Poles is an atypical kind of party where you only hear salsa , merengue, raspacanilla, reggaeton and even lambada, genes Latinos (not have) to wake them all and start dancing and shake the skeleton until they are powerless, we always have karaoke on a big screen and even make choreography with la - compels - YMCA song lol normally for a party like that, people would pay: P what I like about the holidays is that I have never found the end but not a broken cup or a cup match, but what rolls alcohol is even, I'm glad you like remember that you can not demolish the place of the party because someone lives there after all. I felt like a pinata because everyone came bearing gifts (some only brought drink and drank it once lol) but among other gifts I received this apple cake birthday, a 30-piece dinnerware ( because they always complain that my house there are very few dishes), a set of flatware 24 pieces (because they always complain that my house there are very few places), a large wooden table knife that looks like a sword (because they always complain that my house no where to cut anything) and it always seems that something is missing: P also received a fountain pen, a Book Palace Lancut, chocolates, a collection porcelain cup, a pouch for CDs, a DVD, a bottle of vodka with thermal case, a set of scrable (in Polish) and a new BlackBerry Pearl:) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !
Monday, November 17, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Will Tv Prices Drop After The Superbowl In 2010
Smok means dragon in Polish and this photo was taken under the Wawel Castle in Krakow, the city of Kings and former capital of Poland. Taking advantage of a weekend largo (por el dia de la Independencia) terminamos echando un viaje rapido y no del todo planeado, pero igual salio muy bien :) la leyenda del dragon data del ano de Maria Castana y habla de un dragon bastante caprichoso que raptaba y se comia a las virgenes de la ciudad, hasta que un dia el Rey - para proteger a su hija, la princesa virgen - propuso que daria la mano de su hija en matrimonio a quien lograra acabar con el dragon... muchos caballeros armados trataron y ninguno lo logro, solo un pastor, cubriendo un barril de cianuro con piel de oveja, le puso una carnada al dragon, que se comio el barril y de tanta sed, se metio al rio a tomar agua y la mezcla lo exploto, asi el pastor y su Princesa vivieron felices por siempre :) bueno, la verdad es que tal vez tale I'm wrong but it sure was something so jejeje
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