Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Burning Feeling In My Stomach And Heart Burn

Palindrome

No doubt people Microinvitados of this batch are soundly. My computer problems have been quietly popping up when they appeared and showing their joy, so characteristic of microbloggers. Before leaving to A Coruña I will settle debts with three of them. The first is next door, locks in piquín of Asturies. Puts his name in lower case, its , but Your Álvarez should do it with capital letters, with the letters of some importance that fill his blog. Fresh, bright, northern, be read with sincerity, with a few words, as good microstories. "Playing between stories" navigating the rough seas that suggests thousands of stories into one, browse freely for you to read it.



STORIES FROM PLAYING



pirouetting among the stars I'm still hanging in the smile of the moon, traveling on the backs of the clouds ... watching you from up here when you're busy ... waiting between games though sometimes entertaining, I miss seeing you down. Today I have wanted to get back to who you like, pirate, princess, superhero ... whatever, invent a story together again. Today I'm going to see you, you will write letters and I ... I as always sail in them.


microstories and other Stories is a blog Pedro Alonso is left to follow, just read you've begun to realize that their stories will fill, they are not unfriendly, are enjoyed anywhere, in any situation. Is a blog that you will gutting his melodies, singing with you as its author hum the next, leaving you wanting more. "Fire!" is perhaps the little tunes that fills your head notes of rhythmic music. Leela, you're taking too long.


FIRE!



" Everyone
prisoners of our fears " , had written on the wall of his cell before moving on. Looked at the dawn release puffs inhaled and closed his eyes waiting for the order.


David Figueroa writing is compelling. Do not let deterred. is clear and concise. From his pen heart out different stories, but with a common soul, that soul that puts the writer in each line drawing. His blog Relatosenlínea , I chose the micro "Incosecuencia." I love folk tales, these stories of children, but this ...

Inconsistent

A handsome young man who kissed her lips gently, on the fifth anniversary entry into coma, when nobody visited him, suddenly awoke, looked annoyed, and after a loud belch almost eternal, became Toad, plunged into a depression leaving incurable.
David has started a new venture with new blog. In the first two links you can go to the new and the third to the former. And nothing else, I'm going to rest before Botulinum Toxin for my disease. Live happy in Gijón, I invite you to visit, but my visits to A Coruña also have ...


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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Thebest Pre Workout Supplement

MICROINVITADOS


Overrides moon

love.

The aroma,

void moon.



Forgive, but again I made a play on the computer. They do not find fault and I can not do anything. Next week I go to my second home, A Coruña, in late June again have to make a decision: try to find fault or buying a new CPU, the second is to win. I'm overwhelmed, knackered and off, I do not know if tomorrow I reproduce the error again. I leave with my first palindrome I want to devote to MJ, who has taught me of its existence. I hope on Thursday to make my last post before I rest my microinvitados pending. Sorry for both incident.


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Monday, May 2, 2011

In Girdles Older Women





El primer cadaver apareció con un cuchillo de cocina clavado en su espalda. Pasado algún tiempo, se encontró a una prostituta del parque penetrada por unas agujas de ganchillo en su corazón. Fue una viejecita la que encontró al siguiente cadaver, venía de echarles pan duro a los pobres del parque cuando gritó al ver a un joven rodeado de botellas de ginebra, estaba ahogado en tan etílica arma y sostenía un relicario clavado en sus manos piadosas. Mientras la policía levantaba el cadaver del chavalillo, un corredor de fondo vio como su cuello era sesgado por un alámbre datado en el siglo XV ...

time wore on and the police stopping right and left, convinced that crimes were brought together by chance in a park. Look I made sure to leave clues to who had no doubt that this was a psychopath. Each time I killed one, tried to run over the tricycle, skateboard, bike ... According to his statements in the press, were all circumstantial evidence did not prove anything. I do not know, next time I will have to pass over with my walker, because it would leave my DNA and degrade them.

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