tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026487112296506912011-10-18T19:41:37.516-07:00there is a light that never goes outAnaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.comBlogger261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-15874446003751737372009-07-17T05:23:00.000-07:002009-07-17T05:28:02.424-07:00Il mio nuovo lavoro inizia alle 18.00 e il più delle volte non sono a casa prima delle 5.30 di mattina, poi doccia, mangio qualcosa fumo una sigaretta e mi rigiro nel letto finchè non prendo sonno, verso le 8.00...E' un caldo soffocante, sono stanchissima e la mia vita sociale è inesistente, ma va bene così.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-1587444600375173737?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-25193804825720506132009-07-11T16:25:00.000-07:002009-07-11T16:26:28.296-07:00...e ti distrugge i piedi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-2519380482572050613?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-1859156133345135102009-07-09T02:44:00.000-07:002009-07-09T02:46:47.635-07:00E' da ieri che ho in mente una canzone e non mi lascia in pace.Non è la mia canzone.Non la voglio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-185915613334513510?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-58944599188702976202009-06-05T13:34:00.000-07:002009-06-05T13:38:52.568-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SimBXrDunGI/AAAAAAAAAII/LbzYfrVW8hs/s1600-h/inventoresogni.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SimBXrDunGI/AAAAAAAAAII/LbzYfrVW8hs/s320/inventoresogni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343944676547140706" border="0" /></a><br />Pare sia un libro per bambini...<br />Esattamente non posso dire se lo sia o meno, ma è un libro per me. Mi ha fatto bene, spero faccia bene anche a voi.<br />Se mai vi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">imbatterete</span> in questo blog, questo è un consiglio: LEGGETE QUESTO LIBRO.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-5894459918870297620?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-55904036973441210422009-05-09T00:44:00.000-07:002009-05-09T00:59:41.113-07:00Consiglio spassionato a tutti quelli che, per qualche strano motivo dovessero leggere questo blog : ascoltate Cryland di Don Cavalli.<br /><br />Grazie Renato.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-5590403697344121042?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-43267107672194160962009-05-05T08:48:00.000-07:002009-05-05T08:59:04.754-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SgBh_A1aoJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QGi_SJySa20/s1600-h/merenda.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SgBh_A1aoJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QGi_SJySa20/s320/merenda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332369693990363282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Secondo giorno di dieta.<br />Sogno piatti di Carbonara e torte al cioccolato, boccali di birra e margaritas..<br />Mi pare un brutto segno.<br />Sono le 18.00 e consumo allegramente la mia merenda : the e due fette biscottate di Kamut...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-4326710767219416096?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-73508341286852385182009-05-04T05:43:00.001-07:002009-05-04T14:41:44.777-07:00Ponte del Primo Maggio decisamente interessante...<br />Gente di Petrello, Juliano che taglia capelli a domicilio e sessioni fotografiche di emo-disagio che farebbero invidia a un qualsiasi 14enne.<br />Davvero notevole...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/Sf9g8940JvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ew3R1U9OLAc/s1600-h/emodemmerda.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/Sf9g8940JvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ew3R1U9OLAc/s320/emodemmerda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332087084351235826" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-7350834128685238518?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-51127785843487828602009-04-23T08:04:00.000-07:002009-04-23T08:11:42.844-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SfCFF5cDteI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FlFUKX3wGQQ/s1600-h/tulliaciana.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SfCFF5cDteI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FlFUKX3wGQQ/s320/tulliaciana.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327904695543641570" border="0" /></a><br />Tullia ciana...tutta tana!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-5112778584348782860?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-74430397009276682642009-04-18T11:17:00.000-07:002009-04-18T11:19:36.715-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeoZdmML3rI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4Y_RyR04BJg/s1600-h/gu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeoZdmML3rI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4Y_RyR04BJg/s320/gu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326097505577590450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nuovo look per il blog!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-7443039700927668264?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-82580935998326536242009-04-15T04:34:00.000-07:002009-04-15T04:39:25.343-07:00<span class="testo"><br />"O Lord, tell me what I done<br />Please don't leave me here alone<br />Where are my friends?<br />My friends are gone"<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-8258093599832653624?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-49301683772476902372009-04-12T10:23:00.000-07:002009-04-12T10:37:50.608-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIkoFtx-eI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1-WvFmU6n9M/s1600-h/stefy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIkoFtx-eI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1-WvFmU6n9M/s320/stefy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323857980652911074" border="0" /></a><br />Mi ha appena chiamato Stefano da Varanasi...<br />E' felice, beve chai, mangia cose con nomi strani, "schiaffeggia le mucche sul culo", cavalca cammelli nel deserto e cammina sul sole.<br />Mi manca ma è davvero felice e va bene così.<br />Buona fortuna tesò.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIkwWyB1nI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1KtLfuqSawM/s1600-h/ste2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIkwWyB1nI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1KtLfuqSawM/s320/ste2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858122673084018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIk5LcpxeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kvNwVGsZL30/s1600-h/ste.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SeIk5LcpxeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kvNwVGsZL30/s320/ste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858274249459170" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-4930168377247690237?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-67027412886428362652009-04-06T06:43:00.000-07:002009-04-18T11:23:15.322-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoKygf_7pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J49vPE-83qA/s1600-h/DSCN0082.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoKygf_7pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J49vPE-83qA/s320/DSCN0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321577772525547154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Emozioni in Casa Burla"<br /><br />Spigolo della vasca che esce dal muro del bagno e invade la cucina...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoL0HsmMGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kuBTkhamuZo/s1600-h/DSCN0084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoL0HsmMGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kuBTkhamuZo/s320/DSCN0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321578899738865762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Salame al cioccolato.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoPn16mMbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4ndAqyUiJws/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdoPn16mMbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4ndAqyUiJws/s320/DSCN0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321583086853829042" border="0" /></a>Roma.<br />L'uomo della mortazza.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdokJqj4wzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/K55xi1l7Us0/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdokJqj4wzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/K55xi1l7Us0/s320/DSCN0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321605658153894706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />...<br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tullia e Darjana sul treno Roma - Viterbo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/Sdoq0YdGbUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vn1Ria5iR74/s1600-h/DSCN0129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/Sdoq0YdGbUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vn1Ria5iR74/s320/DSCN0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321612989097733442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdopaleXXvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UAW1U1budwg/s1600-h/DSCN0165.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdopaleXXvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UAW1U1budwg/s320/DSCN0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321611446404472562" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-6702741288642836265?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-6938886071383414252009-04-05T19:25:00.000-07:002009-04-05T19:30:00.968-07:00h. 4.30 a.m. del 6 Aprile 2009<br /><br />Mezz'ora fa mi sveglio di soprassalto perchè la lampada porta cd sbatacchia fortissimo contro il muro.Panico.Mi alzo, corro in cucina e vedo il lampadario che ondeggia pericolosamente.TERREMOTO!!!<br />Tachicardia.Sveglio i miei e mio padre mi piglia per matta, si incazza, borbotta e torna a letto...<br />Poi ho avuto la conferma di quello che dicevo : su FB gente terrorizzata parlava di Apocalisse.<br /><br />Non sarà certo l'Apocalisse...ma che smaltita!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-693888607138341425?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-29197632816660539082009-04-05T13:37:00.000-07:002009-04-05T13:46:43.734-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdkYAeq3OwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mGlRBYz_ZyI/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdkYAeq3OwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mGlRBYz_ZyI/s320/DSCN0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321310831226862338" border="0" /></a><br />Al fine mi ricongiunsi col Closer in Roma.<br />Fu caldo.<br />Ci beammo della nostra anzianità.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-2919763281666053908?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-77218654070272572812009-04-02T17:55:00.000-07:002009-04-02T19:31:39.539-07:00Ottima compagnia. Polpette buone. 'Na cifra di animali. Sono stata bene.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVuLAvojtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cRmccC137gE/s1600-h/tato.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVuLAvojtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cRmccC137gE/s320/tato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279670265515730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVjgdBW_6I/AAAAAAAAADo/zdpeNsnA220/s1600-h/formica.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVjgdBW_6I/AAAAAAAAADo/zdpeNsnA220/s320/formica.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320267944005402530" border="0" /></a><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVqHx5ARLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KOhC6As3OiI/s1600-h/dav%2Berny.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVqHx5ARLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KOhC6As3OiI/s320/dav%2Berny.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320275216692167858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVlNoCyLfI/AAAAAAAAADw/mOETAuSdFHE/s1600-h/miao.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVlNoCyLfI/AAAAAAAAADw/mOETAuSdFHE/s320/miao.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320269819569909234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdV0IPytrUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dfcv64PMBn0/s1600-h/lolita.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdV0IPytrUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dfcv64PMBn0/s320/lolita.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320286219835125058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVtM8Zgq1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/w8PeScU7qVQ/s1600-h/bricco.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVtM8Zgq1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/w8PeScU7qVQ/s320/bricco.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320278603947092818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVxMz0BQ1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/pzgtuw5bPDs/s1600-h/DSCN0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVxMz0BQ1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/pzgtuw5bPDs/s320/DSCN0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320282999688872786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVxy3DKY-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/xL2Q3cWwQLc/s1600-h/libro.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVxy3DKY-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/xL2Q3cWwQLc/s320/libro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320283653392720866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVvfKXAJ6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/u0BFbFVJN7U/s1600-h/subbia.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVvfKXAJ6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/u0BFbFVJN7U/s320/subbia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281115955570594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVzSHAS94I/AAAAAAAAAEw/MAQ42F9SJQA/s1600-h/radio.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdVzSHAS94I/AAAAAAAAAEw/MAQ42F9SJQA/s320/radio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320285289763239810" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-7721865407027257281?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-1849304961498991292009-04-02T11:04:00.000-07:002009-04-02T19:34:02.055-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdUBwGITnTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PBoO2Ok6DEQ/s1600-h/DSCN0001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdUBwGITnTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PBoO2Ok6DEQ/s320/DSCN0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320160460598910258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Posto la ricetta delle polpette estemporanee :<br />400 g di carne di vitello ( ma potete mettere quella che preferite)<br />una fetta di prosciutto cotto<br />quattro fette di speck<br />un uovo<br />parmigiano grattugiato<br />pangrattato<br />noce moscata<br />sale<br />prezzemolo tritato<br /><br />Impastate tutto, formate delle polpettuzzze e poi passatele nel pangrattato.<br />In una padella fate soffriggere uno spicchio di aglio schiacciato in poco olio.<br />Togliete l'aglio e mettete in padella le polpette fate cuocere da entrambi i lati e aggiungete un po' di vino bianco ( facendolo evaporare ).<br />aggiungete un bicchiere d'acqua e terminate la cottura.<br /><br />Ora vado a mangiare e speriamo bene...<br />Vi farò sapere.<br /><br />N.B L'avevo detto che era il 2 Aprile...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-184930496149899129?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-69643916867587056912009-04-01T22:34:00.000-07:002009-04-02T10:20:34.841-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdRSb_xgHhI/AAAAAAAAACw/Xv_mqNf5tg4/s1600-h/this+charming+man.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SdRSb_xgHhI/AAAAAAAAACw/Xv_mqNf5tg4/s320/this+charming+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319967700760403474" border="0" /></a><br />Nottata insonne, ma alla fine va bene così perchè mi sento propositiva e piena di vita stamattina, e non mi capita tutti i giorni.<br />Andrò a passeggiare e magari scatterò qualche foto, e passerò a trovare Tullia, che credo sia malaticcia.<br />Si sa però che i miei buoni propositi vanno sempre a finire a schifio e già da adesso comincio ad avere sonno.<br />Che fare...Resistere o cedere a Morfeo ritardatario?<br />Bah.<br /><br />Ascolto i The Smiths e pondero.<br /><br />(E cmq è Giovedì 2 Aprile... )<br /><br />Continua ...<br /><br /><br />-----------------------------------------<br />E' sempre Giovedì 2 Aprile e per la precisione sono le 19.27...<br /><br />I buoni propositi sono andati a farsi fottere.<br />Tullia andava all'università, quindi ho fatto qualche foto in casa, ho messo in ordine e mi sono buttata nel letto fino alle 17.00...Come volevasi dimostrare!<br />Ora mi accingo a preparare le polpette e ad andare a cena da Fra e Orko.<br /><br /><br />(Continuo ad ascoltare i The Smith e mi sento comunque bene.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-6964391686758705691?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-973826101704297982009-04-01T18:11:00.000-07:002009-04-01T21:16:11.542-07:00Quando soffri,troppo.<br />Quando le fitte allo stomaco non ti abbandonano per giorni e giorni.<br />Quando non puoi fare altro che piangere e sperare che il male che ti attanaglia vada via.<br />Quando non trovi pace e l'unica cosa da fare è fuggire da tutto e tutti e andarti a rifugiare in bagno...<br />Beh...è GASTROENTERITE.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-97382610170429798?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-45632290461106045592009-03-21T06:38:00.000-07:002009-04-01T21:17:24.759-07:00Nevica,piove,c'è il sole!<br />Non riesco a capire come gira 'sta giornata marzolina...ma è bella assai.<br />Stasera spero nel Monopoli e nei magnifici caxxetti al sugo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-4563229046110604559?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-14948925422419648442009-03-13T18:17:00.000-07:002009-04-01T21:17:46.024-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SbsHUhvlanI/AAAAAAAAACA/eJgMQCSj7G8/s1600-h/makeupbrushes_brushsets.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SbsHUhvlanI/AAAAAAAAACA/eJgMQCSj7G8/s320/makeupbrushes_brushsets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312848234650364530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Niente più ricci.Rimangono la bocca imbronciata e le mani sporche di trucco.<br />Le farfalle nello stomaco, quella strana sensazione descritta da molti, una volta le ho avute anche io.<br />Come Bernadette non c'è nessuno e mai ci sarà, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">perchè</span> forse non è mai esistita, ma che bello era credere che potesse rimanermi vicino.<br />Ora guardo le sue foto e niente è come prima...ma mi manca.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-1494892542241964844?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-51408957538853775632009-03-05T23:20:00.000-08:002011-10-18T19:39:32.177-07:00Un'altra notte insonne. Tutto da rifare. Appena mi sembra di aver trovato la giusta strada, son costretta a tornare sui miei passi e cercarne un'altra. Anche questa volta è andata così e dovrei rimboccarmi le maniche, concentrarmi e ripartire, ma non riesco. Non ho più voglia. Mi manca la forza...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">COME SONO FATTA MALE.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-5140895753885377563?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-84744730604968447692009-03-01T18:26:00.000-08:002009-04-01T22:13:41.659-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SatEI8XbVGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fFftI7ThnrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SatEI8XbVGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fFftI7ThnrQ/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308411506220291170" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-8474473060496844769?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-60291941228365238542009-02-25T17:11:00.000-08:002009-02-25T18:05:45.241-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaX40IjcEyI/AAAAAAAAABw/OBYhBJ_Ne2w/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaX40IjcEyI/AAAAAAAAABw/OBYhBJ_Ne2w/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306921310459007778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sono appena tornata da una serata ludica a casa di Elisa e per la prima volta ho visto l'appartamento in cui vive con la sua gatta Tuna. Elisa cerca una coinquilina e proprio oggi pensavo di trovare una stanza dove trasferirmi nell'attesa di andare a vivere con Marco, dunque cadrebbe a fagiolo, come si suol dire, se non fosse che non ho un soldo e devo quindi trovare al più presto un lavoro. Domani si comincia a cercare e nel frattempo fumo una sigaretta pensando alla mia carriera universitaria, ultimamente disastrosa, e al fatto che fra ventidue ore sarà il 27 Febbraio e compirò ventisei anni...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Il tempo sta correndo troppo veloce e io non gli sto dietro.<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-6029194122836523854?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-36351696319125641922009-02-24T20:51:00.000-08:002009-04-01T22:14:51.583-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaTaUgOkUiI/AAAAAAAAABA/dMv79-pguTw/s1600-h/DSC03734.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaTaUgOkUiI/AAAAAAAAABA/dMv79-pguTw/s320/DSC03734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306606306732560930" border="0" /></a><br />Pochi giorni e Manchester mi è rimasta in fondo agli occhi.<br />Nei polmoni...con il suo caldo odore di spezie; e nel cuore.<br />Pinte di sidro nei pub, burro salato su pane tostato, karaoke, negozi vintage, tazze di tè e la gente, con quell'eccentrico modo di vestire, che mi dava l'illusione di poter essere come davvero vorrei...<br />Tutto girava in modo così diverso, così vivo.<br />Tutto era in movimento, persino io...<br />Avrei voluto fosse "casa".<br />E ora, semplicemente, manca.<br />Credo di aver lasciato un pezzetto di me in quella città e un giorno tornerò a riprenderlo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-3635169631912564192?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-79604113341769113202009-02-23T08:12:00.000-08:002009-02-25T18:25:51.696-08:00Verde...<br />Giulia che cammina per le strade di una città fredda, si stringe nel cappotto e sa che tra poco dovrà tornare a casa.<br /><br />Arancione...<br />Ed erano basette latine. Ora sarà zenzero e cannella. Saranno le voci dei bambini che chiedono soldi a un giovane straniero. Sperò troverai la tua strada.<br /><br />Blu...<br />Lontana. Amica mia dai lunghi silenzi. A volte ho paura di dimenticare il tuo viso, poi ricordo le tue mani e tutto torna limpido.<br /><br /><br />Mancano tre colori e poi...manca il mio.<br />Di che colore sono? Io?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-7960411334176911320?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-802648711229650691.post-82415490060492982542009-02-22T21:12:00.000-08:002009-04-01T22:15:24.905-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaIySOXaaXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K8-jiruzLb4/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_xr_81aNuE/SaIySOXaaXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K8-jiruzLb4/s320/Picture+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305858599671196018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span>Ci riprovo.<br />Ricomincio da qui.<br />Fosse davvero la volta buona e mi sbocco una volta per tutte.<br />Vediamo che accade.<br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/802648711229650691-8241549006049298254?l=anaislost.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11726010259202397385noreply@blogger.com2