the 16:08 am, it's Saturday again and it was hot. It seems to be in a crematorium, or the blades in a microwave or in the boot of a car from the hot weather. And this air is hot outside, but do not sweat. Only the flames.
I had a coffee, I was falling asleep in the heat. Before I made the mash against the low pressure, half lemon juice in a cocktail glass that once I found the street. I brought it home. But maybe not, because in casa ce n'è uno identico, non ricordo di averne presi due. Quindi probabilmente mi confondo con un'altra volta, che avevo trovato un bicchiere vuoto, una pinta da birra e me l'ero portata a casa. Un'altra casa.
Stamattina mi sono svegliato prestissimo, verso le sette, non riuscivo a dormire, sono uscito per farmi la colazione al bar. Sono andato dalle cinesi e mi sono preso il caffè doppio e un cornetto con la marmellata, me lo sono spalmato sulla maglietta. C'era troppa marmellata.
A me di brioches al bar mi piacciono quelle al cioccolato, tipo saccottini, con le scagliette di cioccolato, oppure i cornetti ripieni di nutella. Però mi piacciono anche i cornetti vuoti e quelli vagamente salati. Il cappuccino I do not like not so, even if I say around because it seems like heresy.
I wanted to buy a week puzzles today, but had not yet arrived all'edicolante, who was angry with the young master of deliveries at 8.15 had not yet gone through the stuff. Then, after breakfast from China, I went back in front of the newspaper and saw that the gentleman had arrived, a bit 'late, and that the newsagent did not say anything, even helped him unload.
As I walked home, a guy with the dog for a walk I asked where to buy the newspaper, Crikey, I had the newspaper under his arm at 8:20 am on Saturday morning. Now I'm in that category of people, those who wake up early also on Saturday and bought the paper and make two steps up to the bar for a croissant with jam from China. Belin.
I took another cup of coffee, maybe I wake up. For some 'time we lost a spoon to turn the coffee in glass cups at home. I think me having lost my mother when she came to visit. maybe he threw it away by mistake. A little 'Rosica because I really like the berm coffee cups in glass with metal spoon. I remain of three slices, I have to be careful.
Today I wanted to do something useful and I started to copy me heading in a new book, I had it still incellofanata four months. I copied all names with the A. Then I broke. And I went to sleep. I sleep in the afternoon I always liked, then on TV there was a formula, you know what a drag.
formula one on TV is one of the most Pallos universe. I'd rather watch Marzullo. There is a pass even if you pray in Chinese, or something happens at the start or Belin, nothing ever happens.
The most beautiful thing in the bar when you ask for a cup of coffee is when you give a glass of tap water in part without you asked, it never happens, but it happens when I carried the day.
I think this afternoon I'm going to go out and buy a week puzzles. Yesterday I saw that make the advertising puzzle of the week. I had never seen Who knows why they do.
Bomber jacket is fine, there has been some whining, but without exaggeration. Except when omblicale disinfect the umbilical, which is now stuck with spit. Bothers him that the gauze dressing is cold, then scream and shake. For some 'remain awake between feedings and the other wants to take strolls in the arm but it would be ready to sleep. He wants to socialize. So I carry a little 'around the house, I talk to him and tell him that we are taking a stroll. He's quiet for a while ', then begins to scream again and placed it.
the newspaper was written that I do not remember anything. Indeed, the murder the girl, groping in the dark because the investigators have not found the murder weapon and do not understand the motive. The boyfriend is the only member under investigation. In the end, it was probably him, even if proven will not be easy. If you do not collapse. And on the Internet run all the photomontages of the cousins. What a way to shit to become famous.
Last night there was a broadcast on three rai of the leader on the court, with portraits of some leaders of fascism, made with the light image of the institution. It was very interesting, I've looked at taste. I usually do not watch them ever sti historical reportage, even Quark ever I look, though last night it took me well. There was a portrait of Starace, Secretary of the fascist party, the epitome of the leader and the scapegoat. Someone who said that the crib is a fascist, the Christmas tree is bourgeois. Crikey what a story. Fixed with gymnastics on Saturday, have killed at Piazzale Loreto.
But the news is full of fire and arson and controesodo. Sampdoria Siena play tomorrow, who knows if the damage because of the Snakes on Sky, maybe after I go to see. I'm running out of reading these stories by Asimov, widowers blacks are nice and then not too long. In my stories are good to read because not last long. The novels, sometimes you get to the middle and broke them but you have to read to the end to see how they end up. I do not understand how much people who might read the end of the books and maybe jump two hundred pages. If anything, I leave them in half. There n'avrò least twenty of unfinished novels. When soaking them put the sign, maybe sooner or later I want to move forward. But usually if I left them there is a reason. Or not. I usually when I put the books I do not put the sign in page un'orecchietta. The books full of orecchiette bother me. But when we put them soak in half the auricle, otherwise you just can not quit.
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