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Over and out of the house

I think you have previously talked about September. Its slowness, repetition and other things. In general, September is very peculiar, I do not know if others would feel the same. I have a fondness for the same September that I have for Sunday. It's a love-hate relationship well-marked which I have already tired of talking (at least in my head, with myself, or my other self, as you like).

many things happen in September, only this year I noticed that people have more commitments, more deadlines, more birthdays, more obligations, and so on. Or I can be doing a crazy inference and nothing more, but that's what I have observed. My September, usually goes to rollovers, hurry, waiting for day after day, waiting, always, always waiting for something bigger, by the end of the obligations, "get away" from everything I'm going through. In Santa Cruz there is everything, the fair presentation, the ephemera department (which is today, by the way), celebrations thousand day of spring, student, doctor, love, anything.

This year I want desperately to leave the tradition that every year since I have memory overwhelms me every September. Instead of waiting I go, at once, anywhere. Do things, make them happen and not wait, as always, every September, every spring and summer.

I have some projects in mind, whether personal or not, and I intend to move in that direction.

This month a lot has changed in me in what I do and what I need. But more is needed. I, as I said, from a place. And hence a stop to many others.



Things to cycle, especially when the circumstances around you are restless.
This is the last post of lemon drops. The farewell is long and private, readers will no witnesses. It's between my blog and me.

will continue until I see fit, but between him and me there will be nothing.
Thanks to all that once passed through here, to sobarme the ego, to wonder, to participate in discussions, to express opinions and make my perspective a little wider. We read later.

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Everyone homemade food preparations not eat in any other circumstances that were not our house, have you noticed? Well, it happens to me, so here I share 7 quick preparations and as I do at home. After a long day and tiring, there is nothing better than enjoying these personal preferences are not much, but every bite will make you feel at home. For the full effect, nothing better than eating in pajamas: P

Here I reveal the seven secret recipes (obviously) of the things that I prepare at home when I get cravings. In short, these are my cravings, take note. Doubts intrincadísimos preparation of these sandwiches, the resolve in the comments.

1 .- Pan fried with butter (you put butter-or margarine, I never knew the difference je-to both sides of bread and zaz to the hot pan, over low heat). A variation of this super recipe done by adding cheese sandwich between two buttered bread-and-o enmargarinados zaz ... fried sandwich. It is delicious served with orange juice or coconut yogurt.



2 .- Café cut with little sugar and sesame crackers with strawberry jam. The more easily prepared hot breakfast, if you ask me.



3 .- Canned tuna with mayonnaise and chopped pickles, all mixed up and over crackers. Aussi orange juice. 4 .-

porridge. With pre-cooked oatmeal, milk, sugar and vanilla extract. In the eye, I do not know the amounts je. A minute and a half to microwave and now. It's the best comidita before nap on cold days. 5 .-

sweet corn flakes (or Frosted Flakes, Ponele) with coconut yogurt, chopped strawberries and banana. The best in the evening, watching TV.


6 .- Ice cream with chopped Oreos. The ice cream is better if American strawberry or cream. This is a prescription treatment because you have to hit the closed packet of biscuits that are made pieces before putting the ice cream. The counsel for stressed days (?)



7 .- Homemade Crepes time x). Egg, flour, milk, salt and butter. For each egg half cup of flour and a half of milk, salt to eye (not to the eye, eye) and a teaspoon of butter or vegetable oil, for that matter. Are "second-hand" because my whole family likes, and when I get cravings I have to separate more time than it would take for any other of my super recipes because I feel guilty and I have to make about 30 crepes x) so that eat all. Served with condensed milk.

'll close the post in a very original, never before seen in times when it comes to food:
Bon appetite. =)

(I was longing for the days when I did my "Top 5 weekly " they will return, this is the re-opening: P

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bring joy and good vibes may be the best world, but there are ways and ways. Just as there are people who do not differentiate between "confidence" and "arrogance" or between "leadership" and "whore".

one thing to laugh because you feel like and another to you think the having fun. I feel sorry for the desperation to seem important. I am content to hang a while, thinking about the people that have done well, it makes me feel comfortable.

At day's end, all I want is distracted me from thinking that life is stagnant. I do not like thinking about it.

Now I'm waiting for my coffee to take effect. Je.

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I, like many, sending more and more content to this garbage from sites 2.0 and 3.0 and so on. Could it be that comes to exploiting indigestion? the web, I say. With so much freedom of expression, people take advantage and run around without method, naked, atropelladoramente. I do not want sin

snob but is that because anyone can be a philosopher, even myself with this post. There is saturation of letters and sentimentality. Above all sentimentality. Everyone wants to be somewhere. We all understand the humorous, poets, writers, revelers. We all try to pretend happiness in these sites for others to see.
long ago are the days when you got to be afraid to be schizophrenic to talk and answer only because there was at the time someone will listen. Now with internet, every time there is someone. We express ourselves in the facebook, the blog, on twitter, youtube, forums, and a thousand other resources that allow us immediate feedback. Before, you read, you needed go through a lot of filters (either to leave in a book, newspaper, magazine, whatever). The same on TV and radio, though not as formal. Now just internet, and we are all potential geniuses waiting to be discovered.

sometimes overwhelms me and makes me want to disappear from the virtual world, even I have said around here before. But it is often necessary evils. At this point, I can not rebel. Geez.

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I was thinking about everything that one expects. From stupid things like a cooking recipe or routine in the shower, the routes for driving to places to go, how to ask permission to leave, we are planning all the time somehow. If it is step by step, we are with a future goal in mind, and that is involved in all plans: "I'm going to bathe, I have little shampoo ay, ay I have to buy shampoo." All the time we're making mental notes, thinking of outstanding obligations and things to do. I think if we were less mechanical the world fall into chaos, by the timing, justice, promises, etc. If we gave all the times we what to do about what we do, the world would have ended long ago (or humanity, in any case, or had disappeared completely what little remains of scruples).

I was always open minded, therefore, of my life what is expected. I never found a classification for what I wanted to be, not wanting to be a smart woman, or hippie, or clumsy, or femme-fatale, not famous, none of that.

marriage never idealized or imagined the house of my dreams or the man of my dreams, or anything like that with which, presumably, all women dream about. I never dreamed or planned, or thought they are matters that will result in the most unpredictable as possible. I know I have not met my "future husband" I do not know where I'm going to live, or if I'm going to marry, if I'm going to change their religion, if I'm going to do vegetarian, if I go away, if I go to shape, if I leave everything to save the world or if I'll drop everything to save humanity. I have nothing planned, nothing important. I like not knowing where I'm headed.

I am happy to say, beyond the years you have, you still do not know what I want to be when I grow up (and I mean my career).


PD: I apologize for the example of shampoo. I do not know what he was thinking x)

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The whirling blur hope my head is very vague. And they are many, and are tough. But I am still full of energy waiting to go completely in a minimum discharge as static electricity from any touch anxious to move on. Frantic wobble at certain times of my life. The tide rises and falls. Turns my stomach. Rises again, and then down. And again. At sea, there may be a more consistent swing, less stirrer. But the thrill is gone. The waves hit, they wallow, they removed the swimsuit, we drown in full seconds. Tricolor waves that hit that plunge, to take and bring that killed secretly. What to do when we are deep inside, and peace in the ocean, missing the clatter of waves and the fickleness of the tides? What if what makes us happy is leading us and not the place where we go?


Happiness is a state of mind.

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Many photographs are wasted. There are pictures to remember, describe, to cause sensations, and blablabla. Things we learn in class. The Facebook

about everything, but what else is there are people taking pictures by divine stupidity. Such is the case of a couple (or more than one pair, I can not remember) of contacts in the social network. Not friends but acquaintances. Of those people who think that because they shared a class with them, you have to be facebook contacts. As if I was interested to know what goes, what it does, you say, what counts. In itself that page is a necessary evil. I do not want-saturated-even more unnecessary information. Spare me the time, please.

Anyway, as I was saying, the case of the pair, and is now studying medicine at some time (eg today) I get on the front page photos that were uploaded. They and their friends posing beside the bodies of the amphitheater. And put them names and mock. Beyond the enormous lack of respect, I feel stupid. No fun, as they claim. Nothing cool, if you will.

Actually, there are many photos that are wasted.



And all this, I wonder if this "Tell me who your friends are and I'll tell you who you are" applies at all, all the cases, or whether some are entitled to forgiveness for certain known. Je.