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who says he has never danced the Macarena or eaten at a Burger King xD)

things back to normal, I suspect that the culprit can not write is the cold that I have (no, seriously, I'm consumptive loss) because I notice the congestion to the tips of the toes, and I do not know whether to go. Gogi is a fic (which raroooo), which at first was Chuck / Nate but extending over the other characters and other pairings, and in which no one can sleep or sleep badly and ends in the other bed. Does anyone want to read it or what command to take a fresh wind? (Finish writing it, I suppose, but I know your wise opinion.) For otro hand, now that I have a little time and also for inspiration, I've been taking a look at old series and new series and I thought a few things (with guioncitos and up links, because I'm organized and a perfectionist lately) - Friends is, if not the best series in history, at least the series that has shaped my life. I've been watching bits of whole chapters and chapters, and never fails to enchant, I'm laughing at jokes Conas and I know by heart and phrases that I use or have used historically. (I also found it one of the few series that, although I can see it in English, are, for me,a lot more magic with dubbing in English).

In general, we could say that Friends has raised me: I can not remember when I started to see it, but I remember clearly that I saw about eight years
chapter that in the Ross is going to marry Emily
and said "I take thee, Rachel

" (most hilarious was what Rachel told him after " you say that because I has been sitting there, right? If you had seen a rhinoceros, had said 'I take you, rhinoceros', right? "xD).

F MLXC and I will survive helium. We presented to Princess Consuela Banana Hammo and her husband pocketed Shit to CHACHI guy (and a love machine xD)
to the real
pianists and pianists who try . We have been taught to speak French to win a contest TV and how to succeed in karaoke. told us the story of Zelda, the vicar and the sweep (and their burning bowels), and the best dirt . has given us the stunt-Geller Geller (honorable mention in dancing brother-Sister), "They do not know we know they know" and "There's your farewell" and many more moments that ultimately are nothing more than history a friendship that teach any and friends are always there . (They do not make shows like Friends, I think. What is closest is How I Met Your Mother, which is brutal and I love it, but do not look the same. Maybe it's about the time, by what they saw growing up and such ... it happen to you too?)
"I've also seen Dawson's Creek (Dawson's Creek) and seeing her, I realized that the triangle Nate / Blair / Chuck is much like the triangle Dawson / Joy / Pacey. Not that the characters look like (well, Blair and Joy are just as delightfully neurotic and insufferable) or even the dynamics, but do not know, I quite like, like patterns or something (or it is best that the triangles friend / girlfriend / friend are the greatest of all stereotypes and work well and I did not know xD). Considering that Josh Schwartz has said he is quite a fan of Dawson and company, if you continue using them as an employer, we must soon Dan (ased genitals " -" But now more ... scale " -" How do you know? " -" Long Fingers ) -4x13 Seeing the Supernatural, I remembered I do not know why, and Boy Meets World (Boy Meets World) and the chapter in which Shawn and Cory discovered that the school bully was a sensitive soul (speaking of stereotypes) with one parent over the field the poppies. In 4x13, Hector Sam is not to read poesíay be delighted with the singing of birds, was not so exaggerated (I and the world was orna series of joke, after all), but neither was the bad person who appeared to be. It made me think that what you do not always define who you are, because Sammy, self-defense, also became a bully (and things ended in suicide) but he himself says the ghost " , I'm not evil. " In the end, my only conclusion was that being a teenager in the U.S. can be a marvel or a mess (more pulling on the latter, I think). And finally, these were my delusions varied until today xD. In not too much (I hope), more. (I'm already late)

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p; iacute; as) and waiting for me to commission a new contract, or something else. I have offered to do the work nobody else wants (turns to courier companies, to notaries, courier work) but that does not make me happy, although it gives variety to my Diaye allows me freedoms such as going to lunch with my mother ever.

I only managed to demonstrate professionalism in unimportant things, like always arrive 15 minutes before the time of entry and never go exactly to the departure time, or always be impeccable suit and tie (no ma s do), do things the best and fast as possible and to respect everyone, but not enough because the results due not strive to be happy, to share something of our lives, help each other, and secretaries who promote fear of the boss to put everyone (lawyers and assistants) at the same level of respect.

not know how long I'll be here, but for now I'm looking for my CV is still moving and how I see things I have by May to put me somewhere else.

good thing ... I have a 5 minutes each, and I can still disconnect and forget everything to reach my home. The fact that my wife is 8 months pregnant should be decisive, although not a nice thing waking up every day knowing that you're paid to wait. CH

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(Post without meaning or interest, but I had to say xD)

did not think this day would come but ... I LIVERY! (I was going to put the original song, but it is the mockery as they dance these guys xD)

No more exams, no more stay in school until six o'clock in the morning and two hours sleep , no more having to know what powers the state reserves the exclusive in Article 149.1 of the Constitution, know what usucapir a property, knowing that if you do not meet the conditions of 29 Code Civil're a human waste legally or saTuesday! OMG!) And I felt like a mix of Sarah Jessica Parker in Sex and the City (because if I did not take ten taxis yesterday, I got none) and Chuck Bass (with a friend because I was drinking scotch on the rocks all night xD). Today I all day being lazy, hangover or something, I have not even combed ...

xD I've also decided that I will change my icon list (starting with the default, because I do not know if I like it a lot and I think it hit me, and besides, I want an icon Chuck / Dan) and I'll buy more because the ten free not go far ...

I leave and then come back sales! mua!

Powerful Legendary Pokemon In Pokemon Deluge THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE (THE FEBRUARY 10, 2008)

I think I never came so alone, so far. I think that February 10 we reached the bottom. My mom with her sisters, my younger brother only in Monterrey, my sister in the process of separation from her boyfriend in Cancun, my dad in Mexico recovering from a heart attack, I do without my blonde he had gone to Las Vegas to spend some time with his family, and my older brother ... based on his motorbike into the beyond.

That Sunday morning I awoke to the phone. It was my younger brother who sounded infinite; Aacute; s troubled me. I still cry just to remember the conversation I had with her. I was heartbroken, lost, sad. His attitude was new to me, we are not covered as it always has, with its protection, but rather asking for help.

Then everything happened very fast. Talking to my wife, finding that I was not well, resolutions necessary to depart for Mexico City, making black suitcase with clothes, embracing my brother, mourn together, go to the airport, buy tickets, the next trip they have, do not forget the suitcases ... At

TMLXC my dad's scene was daunting. The department literally "smell" my brother, the interior light off, all in darkness. Someone who did not know we opened. There were people in the room, as in duty, caring for the bereaved. We went to his room and my dad was half naked ... Had a crisis as he pulled his pants ... mourning the death of his son. Nor could he be strong with us, but there was no words, just cried and shrank our eyes. We just hugged each other not knowing what to do or say. And stayed an hour, until we fellaccount that he had to move to the funeral home.

Compassion for others is something that is perceived stranger. Beings are not usually displayed. Everyone looked at us with a strange expression. Seeing my mother so shattered I knew I should be strong to prevent their suffering. The funeral was jammed with people. I've never seen so many attending the funeral of a non-public, and were not borne or morbid, but people who loved him and that he would dismiss it deserved. Relatives, military girlfriends, ex girlfriends, bikers, musicians, politicians and others. The place was so full of crownsthere was no room for the coffin, the wording of the crown even more excited, the better, "cousin, warrior of life, we will miss you" ...

My dad gave me simple instructions. Do not let anyone near the coffin. Will be closed because they could not reconstruct the face to leave it visible and do not want anyone to see, in addition to the family is half mad and would not be unusual for someone in boot pounce on it (seems Ridi ; ass momentum, but I swear that I had and had not been so filled the place would have done.) CHT

MLXC I was amazed, as if it were true ... alone. Is not the same miss someone when you know you will not see more (in life). What I did was mourn to see my family so badly. I struggled to mourn not so much and turn the vicious circle of sadness lamentacióny horrible event that occurs only in death. Meanwhile my wera flew from Las Vegas to Mexico City, thanks to God found early flight. I do not remember how he came, the fact is that as soon as I saw it I fell apart. She is the only person who can see me thus mourn. His way of being, which sometimes blame the pocto understand, is what draws me out of the bumps, but this time let me mourn, he realized that he had been holding my mourn and let me vent.

That day I fell asleep around 7 am, tired of grit your teeth and keep from crying in the arms of my beautiful wife who makes everything beautiful in its presence .

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I had an idea for Blair Waldorf fic, because really, I need to reconcile with her and love her as before, and this idea was included in all those movies are so fond. The fact is that today, when he returned from college, on the train, had been thinking in the fiction and the movies, and in the end, my mind has led to other films and film and kisses the end, as apparently I am a fic! whore I do not let pass without one, I have come uuun lot of mini-fics with kisses of movies and various fandoms (mostly Gossip Girl, because I am sold, converted and delivered .)

So, here are four minifics in which MIXn undress from the waist up, put a hat and make him and Chace quote, "
something like the porn version of Walker, Texas Ranger
." Ed lying on the couch, in pajamas, with a cigarette between his fingers and a bowl of oranges on the stomach worms, watching a rerun of Sex in New York and seeing him ;, Chace hates him a little, because Ed has never had or will have a photo shoot as the one just to have him because he never has to shave his chest, because Humphrey Bogart is the fucking twenty-first century nobody is going to try to make you an icon almost pornographic & aacute; traffic and if it becomes wet dream of many, you do so to raise an eyebrow and sideways smile and feign an accent and be delightfully cheeky, and Chace admire and envy that . - And that hat, cowboy? Ed asks him when he sees appearing behind the sofa.
While on the screen, Sarah Jessica Parker cries and curses his eighteenth disaffection with Mr. Big, Chace doubt because if you tell it has had another photo session "softcore porn for housewives & rdquo ;, as he calls them, will taunting Ed & amp; eacute; l for at least a month.

So I said:

"I'm thinking about buying a ranch, which is not entirely a lie, because sometimes, Chace wants to return to Texas, took a deep breathe again that air western smelling and tastes Technicolor epic and breathtaking sunsets, and spit in the face of Hollywood, or that version a bit more cumbersome and being at home in Hollywood where they live. Ed raises an eyebrow, he asked "Really?"

and smiles, with that smile of hers who is half evil, half anotherChace thing to get goose bumps.

shrugs, says "Yes " and turns to go to the kitchen to eat something. Ed does not hear up, the TV still on, so when, half way, someone takes note of the shoulder and is pressed against the wall, surprised.

Ed takes off his hat with one hand, takes the movement to stroke his cheek, to pass his fingers through his jaw and before you know it, the choreography, a step forward, Chace stumbles , has his back against the whitewashed wall above him is Ed ends in a kiss-profounded as a cave, deeper and deeper, intertwined languages as a cowboy rope. (Chace saw Brokeback Mountain a thousand years ago, when premiered, and everything that reminds of the movie is the feeling of empathy with the characters, the weight of the pieces of a heart n broken by wanting something you can not have fear and prejudice of others who always makes you the only misfortune of the story. He did not understand them because the mountain was small, that need out of the closet and does not remember the reunion kiss given Ennis and Jack had the same choreography, took the same caminority and followed the same steps as this one).

Chace is unraveled and his heart is in knots, Ed Crouch, collected his hat from the ground, gently place it over the hair , giving him a casual caress on the neck and says

"There's ranches in New York, Crawford Chace

swallows, swallowed the knot and chills and Ennis del Mar and fucking Jack Twist, and smiles, as the Good, the Bad and the Ugly, Clint Eastwood and smiles like John Wayne, smiles like a cowboy.

- Who says I would buy it, To New York? He asks, making a parody of action of sincere curiosity.

Ed shrugs and returns an Indian smile about to drop the poisoned arrow of Lucky Luke before taking out the revolver and shoot down the Dalton brothers at once.

"I'm in New York," he replied.

(one stroke) Chace

trying to stay in the pony herd, clings to the hair with one hand, he holds the balance not to be swept away.

gasps a little, because suddenly, that argument to persuade you of something you said half-jokinglyEU wants a fucking horse?

"I need," explains Chace, making pinwheels with his hands. Assuming that I bought the ranch in New York ... Assuming it would not be a real rancher if he had no horse. I need a mount.

Ed opens his mouth to respond, the closed, reaches into the refrigerator and pulls out a box of Chinese food that takes months on the top shelf of the refrigerator. Try the noodles, makes a face of disgust, as if meditating makes the response and takes time to answer, but when it does, as before, as always, do respond giving the coup de grace:

-Chace, if you want something to ride need not be a fucking ranch, "he says, leaving the food box and China over the sink with an air approaching predator, licking his lips a smile of obscene propositions and promises delicious .

kiss you again and Chace laughs against her lips, her laughter erupt from the center of the earth and Ed pulled into the living room because the sofa bed is close and too far because, Ed is right, if Chace wants a horse, does not need a ranch.

When they laugh between powders, when Ed forced to remove all & ldquock set eyes, upward to the Corinthian scrolls adorn the roof of the New York Public Library and snorts.

"Just so you know I'm a man of a single herb," he advises, and then adds. And do not play the pure and chaste virgin now, Waldorf, because scratches on the upholstery of my limousine, and the scar I have on the back tells a different story.

Blair sticks the heel of her Jimmy Choos in the shin, hissing "

can o &; Iacute; rte someone! "and Chuck also hisses of pain as curses between his teeth, because, for one, did not speak so loud and to follow, no one is around and sincerely doubt that anyone in the entire building . Only Blair Waldorf has little sense of getting into a library at half past six.

(He must believe that it is Audrey, that hide in the library and must have thought that was the last place that seek and he did not find it. He forgot that he found out Chuckof the church the other day, and that itself was the last place anyone would expect to find, "it takes to find all his life, even when not looking. He forgot that, as it is concerned, Chuck is a real hound).

The notes while playing with the blue pen and pretend to read the notes in mathematics and when he gets up, follows up the rows of shelves.

(Blair has arisen because it needs a comprehensive book on derivatives and notro, half lazy, half-charming, that irritating mixture of Humphrey Bogart and Marlon Brando, and Blair, to see him gather the ceñoy snorts again.

- Do not have anything better to do? I do not know ... harassing the waitresses at the Palace, put up your ass, raping a helpless girl in a roof ...? "I said, the poison that has been perfected over the years getting rid of syllables but Chuck will not budge a hair.

"Well now that you mention it," he says, outlining theand evil smirk, "I can think of some sixty-nine things we could do ...

(And the voice, the kind of hoarse whisper that is his trademark as much or more than the scarf, the return to the limousine, a kiss with open lips against the neck, with chills from the roots of hair, hoarse gasps dirty and pornographic poetry in your ear, to the ways of saliva through the skin).

A Blair comes off the book I was catching and Chuck's smile is extended by themp; aacute; testing them with the yolk, and Blair follows the movement with their eyes and know you are doing it on purpose, that is deliberately provoking.

Raise your eyes to look at him, does "Ugh," makes you want to be a face of disgust, but does not depart ( yet).

"You're sick, you're disgusting and I want nothing to do with you," he says, outlining the social and chewed smile, that smile of Queen Constance and Sen now the steps of the Met, that smilethat says "I will ruin your life and you will hate me for it."

Le away with a light tap on the shoulder, ready to move on with her head high and proud because Blair Waldorf is not a desperate melts with four little words, but Chuck intercepts, takes her by the waist and keeps it from moving.

Do not rub against it, or stick to your body, does not reduce the meters to millimeters, maintains the distance and it is torture.

"Do not confuse MLXC

sitting three minutes is passed, his face red and hands trembling, as long as things are beyond their control and slid it between his fingers, and ultimately decides to go home, because he has studied enough and also have to prepare for Thanksgiving dinner.

walk home, although five blocks, and the cold wind of late November there was the flush of her cheeks, her bare hands frozen until stop shaking and her swollen lips cracked by the contacts HTMLXC

Lucius Malfoy has never been to the movies, never seen a movie, because it is an invention and only the filthy Muggle mestizos and blood-soiled stoop to share a hobby with creatures so low. Lucius Malfoy is not a mongrel or a blood-soiled, is a pure magician magician does things and have fun like normal wizards, so I never went to the movies, never seen a film and, of course, knows that in 1997, Titanic, a film that pasaríaa in history as the most expensive in the world ("CHTMMoney wasted LXC amuse the animals "Lucius say, if I knew something like that) - swept the box office, Leonardo DiCaprio launched to stardom, making it the wet dream many men and women, telling one of those love stories that people remember as epic.

Therefore, because Lucius has never been to the cinema or seen a movie like Titanic, gave ; a ferry crossing the North Sea so you locked in Azkaban, not think about love stories frozen in the Pacific or sunken ships. sits in one of the inc & oacute, ways plastic seats, with Crabbe on one side and Rodolphus Lestrange other and not think about anything. Narcissa is also there, because Fudge on the bottom, was always a puppet very easy to use and always feared enough to give him everything he wanted, but far him in the stern of the boat, leaning against the railing with his arms outstretched, fingers clutching the metal, and her blond hair flying in the wind, waves and form a strange shade almost silver.

Watching her, Lucius thinks that if at the time jump, he could not do anything sincemaintains the look, and Lucius remembers his father once told him that his wife had " sirens filled eyes and a head full of birds " but now he just see water, clear and deep blue sky and the days without sun or rain. Lucius wants to ask " Now what?

"wants to ask if run into the arms of Snape or someone else, want to scream do not hate him because he is not at fault, ask him if he jumps, she jumps too but Azkaban is no longer a point in the distance grows and grows with each nudo that runs the ship, so Lucius leans, no frills, kisses.

The kisses he did not know that we will miss the sirens and the birds, because time is all you are doing and how scared he may be a man, because they have been broken ice under feet and the water can not maintain balance, and it has always been a selfish and despotic and have to mark it, make it clear to the world and especially to her, but she, "that is yours and anyone else. Narcissa replied, cold cold lips to lips, one hand tangled in her hair, dug her nails into the cr &; Aacute; neo and he sinks his fingers into the waist, pleasure and pain, scorn and tenderness, all in one and one in two. The

Malfoy kiss, with the sea front, a few miles from Azkaban, a few minutes apart, and as neither has been to the cinema or seen a movie ever, do not know they just repeat a scene from one of those love stories that people remember as epic.

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Pairing: Nate / Vanessa CHTMLis where he first heard the word "semen", "vagina" and other sexual terms (his parents were hippies and were not going to go by halves, they would not lighten up calls foward "daddy's little seed" and "melocotoncito Mom") and is confident that the left traumatized, but not solved the issue of spaghetti. (Dan Humphrey, who was his neighbor and best friend has always offered to help with the experiment, but Vanessa was too fresh in their parents' sexual talk, and rejected him badly. A coupleof days later thought better of it and repented, because that would have solved the mystery, but it was too late because Dan was offended and refused).

(The story of their lives). Vanessa tells Nate one afternoon during the Christmas holidays, and although he knows that child is a shameful story and a little pathetic, you can not avoid it, because Nate is a little depressed and a much concerned since his best friend is missing, probably in a constant intoxicated to escape the black hole that can swallow it and end up doing, if no one helps.C Nate laughs, as young children, does that squint and smile saying "Guilty, but I'm so cute I forgive him everything," and the truth is that he's so cute that if Vanessa was a superficial, I'd say leave it to cook and eat you prefer it.

(But Vanessa is not a superficial and also that of eating each other will come, sooner or later. If you play with patience, you play the winning card). Nate's first foray into the food turns out to be quite disastrous for their pots and cooking in general, butresult is not as bad as she expected. serve spaghetti with tomato sauce and salami, in a single dish, because Nate says they have to stay true to guióny of that brown paper bag that has already taken the apron , pasta, a bottle of virgin olive oil and other ingredients, take out, like Mary Poppins, a pair of tall candles and a red-checked tablecloth and Vanessa can not help but squirm with laughter to see him so involved.

He says, she says "You're taking it seriously, huh?" And Nate smiles, wicked smiles and a half gold. "Anything po answer your questions children, "he replied.

But Vanessa knows that he is not saying everything. (I know it is a natural observer and watched both Nate-of near, far and through the camera lens, because there are things that impact you as the rays of the sun and if you do not protect your eyes, you idiot ", which somehow has learned to find one hundred different versions of Nate in every smile, every tone, every gesture.) " And besides, is not 've seen the movie? Spaghetti can go a long way, ends up adding it, soefore.

(Of course, hold their little experiment. They struggle, because it gives them look funny if Nate gets a little cross-eyed, Vanessa ceñoy gather a little face is put armadillo-and when it turns out that the spaghetti she could be sufficiently long, they realize that the result is not true, because these two are so close together that seem exaggerated mm. not care, or that kissing with a piece of spaghetti in the mouth is a real mess because of the kisses go to the laughter and the laughter to kiss a circlerepetitive kill them in bed, fucking kisses and laughter and bad jokes and obscene on spaghetti, while the dish is cooled in the table)

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