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Si io lo so...

Si io lo so, tutta la vita sempre solo non sarò

e un giorno troverò, un po' d'amore anche per me...per me che sono nullità...nell'immensità.

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Un saluto festoso a chi ancora passa di qua, sono decisamente oberato di lavoro e di nuovi progetti per cui il blog langue esplicitamente. Questa mattina però devo interrompere il lavoro per rendervi partecipi di quanto accaduto poco fa.

Sono da pochi istanti entrato in ufficio e, nel normale tragitto, sono passato davanti alla porta spalancata di uno dei loculi. Oltre la threshold, sitting at a desk, not his, was the mythical $ commessoUbriaco (although we should call it $ primulaRossa is because of the color purple that because of the almost total unavailability).
$ commessoUbriaco as usual spends half the morning doing press for those who unlike myself do not have a set of earphones, bawls on political news and gossip about everything that is sport or adding nonsense in the economic and cultural .
So imagine the scene: that I step outside the door reduced to a mere shadow of myself with fatigue and $ commessoUbriaco front of his nose with the newspaper that comes out with: $


commessoUbriaco - Oh, my level for my qualifications I do too! But what to expect from me?


Well, it will be fatigue, it will be because they are acid lately, my brain has turned off the filters and I came up with a:


Gama - 8 o'clock is the shit! Almost lost, perhaps for the revision of 8.30.


Now I'm here in my niche ready to face this new day of delirium. I hope to soon make me feel and if I remember this weekend to retrieve photos from the camera of my dark half, I will propose the result of the new experiment in cooking curry. ;)

you soon!

Gama