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Thursday, 1108, lk, spunk dusty the laptop

yesterday afternoon germánkával I hanged around. We enmeshed his windows, we went out into the garden then and sucked. I believed it jófejségből I help I shuffle the garden hose further that way till then a little bit for him while he bought a sleigh with the tractor. They became widespread on the middle of the susnyás unfortunately the fehérfejű anyasaddening tüskebökik. They elöbb I had to cut it off and into a sack to collect, they would have proliferated very much otherwise. The trouble the successor I shortban and pacskerban vs. parched half plants with thorny malice. I burst in into the thicket in a couple of gloves, with pruning shears, I cut the head of 2 off (his flower), made a step I shrieked then. Between my slippers and my sole you are 30 changes of thorn fell, the plant parched his letters took vengeance and scratched my calf. I blew withdrawing one. Mégegy step, that let me get out altogether the dzsindzsából. The intestine of a pain into my other sole. Into spunk. I swept it off I was top notch and I advertised a vendetta. I milk it sliced off the I went in the lk-ba. Shortot I replaced it the gyakolróra, the slippers onto wellington. I inserted Belgian one in my ear and it an-two-há, k onto your mother I set about it to show what should do who the lord. I licked away at my wounds under the shower until 40 minutes after work and took out the thorns from my ass, my back, my shank. I approach even to the radish in a space suit then only hence. I was walking slowly woundedly and wearily the lk-ba after vacsi. Mine car looked in yet matrix to look at 2, but I the mister I threw in the doss after the appearance of minute. By the time he is my rise already in his tent snored.

I slept well finally, I got tired, but what is even more important, how dögmeleg was not neither a rotten mosquito. The construction worked well very much. The net.

I wake it up at the time of 7 in the morning. I had breakfast. We set about it at the time of 8 to harvest. Onto 11 we were ready. Now until 13 pihi, then at the time of 15 box. At the time of 17 I will be on a kitchen service. We eat letcho today, with a duck. My idea was not his tendril, sabina insists on him. I do not regret it, bar onto this week I am good already. That liver óhhh I adored it.

Yet 6 days and t will be here. And is left over until a good time. I scraper on the middle of aug, he on the front of szept.

I am sleepy. I wanted to use the internet, but I do not have a mood to go forward. The milk ran out, though from it myself keep it above.

July 7 0934

all all dust, already again. loathsome.
nnna let us start it. this week starts difficultly. was thick the 7vége.

Saturday we sat down into the bus in the morning and we started grange neuve-in. megálttunk onto a couple of minutes in a hamlet, I availed myself of the occasion and the French I discovered it with the purchase of including me in a claim where is the nearly small shop and I bought 2 cold beers onto the long road.

arriving into the got power of the usual feeling. bazzz… what the hell make here? I stained the tente rug and a tree I was proceeding into a shade dédó-val(marseille-i half black squirrel, bírom…) and the anto-val (o the 17 phagedaenic Swiss lassies).
dédó extinguished the chick not too fruitlessly, although I have to admit it not big challenge the tiny. is afraid fortunately at the time of five we went over limans-ba, where there is a bazi big football ground. We shot it through 2 clocks the leather, I spat my lung out initially, I stopped it next the aimless running. even a goal löttem, which is not a little performance considering that the pass gets if the ball drops off badly from their foot accidentally only already to me,. all the same me running around was profitable, I believe it I lost a couple of kilos again, plus my muscular strain is bloody.
we went back into the commune, I had a shower and I took aim at the bar. free beer. I like it. the orchestras soundcheck-eltek, I beer boozed germánkával, who felt rather idiotically, naturally because of a fella. these already only like this.
I ate something soup, a lot with bread, that sucks up the alcohol, which I plan on the river of the evening, to get in into my organization. I planned it in that manner since I did not have a cot, that like that onto a drunk myself drink it in order for him to be all the same, and I collapse somewhere then. onto the start of the first concert germánkával I climbed up my side onto a comfortable place. he managed to elect it so well, that a spotlight placed on a stage, dot into my picture squirted the strong light of a yes. it was me on it already that changing place when I noticed the smile of the correct little French lassie sitting beside me, which he addressed to me apparently, is his time. ///nyugi t///
then hello how you are, good that vagy… we talked a little bit, we were drinking beer, we listened to the concert, which was bad so much, only could be. us talking with the girl died soon, was in him very much into the interpretation of the text, the hush of the music, I bloody old, that into his ear I have to yell it if I want to ask something. anyway is… franc wants to chase it round, to follow to give a shove the süketet…
with a word stranger little fr lassie felejtős let us see it what is going on the rest of the fronts, that is yet beer here. I tripped up on the teen, félfekánk already into his good groped felt he way, well is they are properly then. I talked with him a little bit, odd a hen. says bloody good things, totally surprises, because if you look at it from a distance only you do not see something else, than a correct small chick, who is easy, like Sunday morning. I am it cca. since he shares his thoughts with me only what he is thinking about how here, who knows it,. it what the others are thinking about how yes easy to reveal.

sometimes a little bit nerve already. one of the days here vagyuk with a teen the lk-ban. we are watching something film, in this direction flock or 6an and they nag it, not left until a minute on peace. but good, it would be my safe nausea because of this that I made it bear young for a boy.

anyway.

the second concert a fr hip-hop was a gang. I discover their name then, drawn very good ones. csajszi it mc and splendid. I jumped there in the mass while all are beer who was not wobbling. I save it for a full one then.
finally dr. bajan started onto him. their easy thing was not since the space emptied sufficiently, the peoples' big part the hip hop came. then on a Russian language singing banda… hááát… mainly franciáknak…
all the same, I did my best. I laid down firmly that nothing, today interest me bloody here on his front already dance out myself from my pants, yet if he is watching for everybody idiotic. I was whistling in the first row for the gang, jumped, the peoples started joining then, we turned into a huge mass though finally, everybody was dancing rock and roll, lashed about, moved.

I was left after a concert totally alone already. I pressed in 2 beers yet then, I crawled into the bus. I pressed it into my head the ipodot and onto music I slept through it. I wake it up many times, was uncomfortable fucking. somethingkor in the morning tinike awakened. what there is? where the knight? sleeps. hmm… okay, let us go with a rug into a hillside because everything is right than this sitting here under me. we talked you are through 3 clocks while the hunger did not pursue down we into the kitchen. apricot jam bread. never fell yet so well. the homeland road was uneventful, everybody tried to sleep.

myself sowed it under the shower immediately here, I span it the lemjákat. I tried to be left alone. not liked the mood of the yesterday's day. I would have kicked it in the with pleasure, but this time properly, not than with a previous night. but to drink wine was not my mood.

I looked at it the batman2-t, I am amorous catwoman-in. I adore his sound, moves, játszik… dodo

8kor I wake it up because of myself. I went to drink a white coffee ahead. I looked at it what was the gayparade at home-on. only to congratulate I am top notch. the country of mária, Christian values, like your fellow-man.
let our children not see it, peoples dressing in colours, quasi in a carnival, they go along the city jumping onto music. meanwhile cheerful and friendly. áhhh pfújjj… sure, that they would be backward in the development seeing this. megbuzulnának in the moment how they look out of the window. being damned forever.
with how much more uplifting and more beautiful sight for a child, if from the same window looking it sees it, that in the middle in the masquerade clad, around them uniform, the angry mass yelling though on the wind, who they are jolting, they swear, abuse, flag wave, they fight. I would like my child growing up in environment like this. wonderful would be, if would be imprinted in him, that the folk entertainment means it h the black dress ones jolt the blue dress ones, while a father and a mother research it instead of it being afraid, where possibly do not sweep away they this events and the rug may be covered, the sandwiches may be taken out, they may play tag.

I do not want to talk politics, am not telling he there are not a man, my fart what would be good for everybody, to it is not my mood, that onto those dots lean into onto him, because of what our country's winter is with an impulse, because it the blind too sees it. I have my opinion, whole actual, but I keep it for myself rather. here he does not make sense especially the trunks to chide, because the butts' majority is glad on the one hand if he can read the beer tag, but learned it afterwards only, after once alcohol mentest had bought and in his poison molotovott got rid of onto the shop. the other their even worse part the educated brute, expelling in who the stupidity joined forces with the will-power tightly from their playground the soberness and understanding. naturally the shirt of who NE VEGYE MAGÁR_ELLENÉRTÉK is not. for who on the other hand his shirt, let it get dressed already properly the whore into a life. ©

I know that I go back in August already and onto winter one lair myself. next I notice it. or I collect money and I move aside, valszeg ausztráliába, you are bemókuskerekedem, a party I make a choice, children beget, beiratom they let him not be needed for karate then if going down to play in the sand onto the playing one is their mood possibly at home to worry. asszem woody allen wrote it, that onto 2010 the kidnapping will be the totally accepted form of the social contact. who knows it. we are there already, that into the friendly back patting many people cannot imagine it without a baseball bat, and instead of the cooling one being drunk up from the bottles, rather petrollal it is spent, that égjen.most is that part when it is possible to shake a head and to say, that this much because of that not darkness the helyzet… „… make miracle, I elhiszem…”

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I wanted to write all over rows with clever thoughts, but is not like that, I became sleepy on the other hand. because I can keep to browse my older writings never. but it good h sleepy vok. I sleep difficultly in this the carcass in warmth. the mosquitos pleasant company.

I give rise to it on relative one being late today, is afraid at the time of ten. I found the comrades in the garden. I helped to wee. I used the internet, like that are that bekaki. I do not dress it, but salvation for everybody the tilos-ról.

du I was gathering in the paprikas, 280 kg of beetroot. we preserve it on a Friday.

he is later already with a clock. 0120. I did not know an eye till now to sleep. the usual melody. the warmth and the mosquitos. but this may not go on in this manner. I go into the shop and disappear something construction, which will destroy them,. does into a socket can be screwed, not tom how on a principle working what too, but the an apparatus that is his winter would be best there is a tiny mosquito his intestine would attract them with stocks and yet. there is not an even tinier animal that sucks the blood of the mosquitos accidentally? irónikus would be. on the weekend grange neuve-ben will be festival. I know that I go there then, but my mood is less to it continually.

again the gusgus mix hallatom… the chillei lassie, hawks here beside me in his tent. I vok it only, with who he talks. sztem does not move in the house because of this.


1305

I fell asleep around 2 at night, but I decided that I will not play this every day. today in the morning in the garden scratched a little bit, I fit myself out with drill, a sickle, a hammer then, szögshooting, with scissors, mosquito net, milk and I set about it to enmesh all gaps.


I am asszem ready. in this manner now all windows open, but on him net, beetles the edge does not come only cross.


yesterday big we hit watching videos with the mine car, I had it examined by him the kill bill the matrix 1. today then the rambo-t.

talks with nobody else really, odd a hen, sits in the shade, counts ointment, comes sometimes and helps, this much.


nosh yesterday marciel baked a liver, sheep liver. I ezelött it was possible to chase it down with him from the map, but it is prepared so gently here, that I ate it with 3 plates and I go down now and onto lunch stuff completely myself with him. night yen the liver.

h o t

was a little pause, than you may have noticed it. not easy to compose. I produce my thoughts with great difficulty. but the today's afternoon done the dirty very much. I write this down with a word. nothing big thing.
photos are taken with a beautiful number and I did not forget that they are promised. I do not have a mood only the ps-pal to struggle.

the life here now at the usual one somewhat swarming. (this what kind of idiotic word bammeg) we prepare the Saturday onto an open day to be kept with a night. kb we wait for 300 guests. we cleaned the commune from the cellar to the attic, we installed lamps onto the trees, I planned a ticket and I printed.

germánkával I hang around, I got accustomed to most with him to talk, what means it, that daily 1 clock altogether. it is not possible to spark him off from the garden, even under a siesta, it is necessary to drag me out in that manner from under the shower because 3 are daily already was taking a shower the minimum, with which I can keep it on an operating temperature, my body became hot.

what is betettete today the gate, it it, that an afternoon is effective circle, after made the vegetables and fruits boxing, what is superb anyway on that of one broken in mood, than kb a state funeral, with a word I to myself I took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and I directed his half already towards the lk on my little path.
there is warmth in the caravan. not novelty. edge sways hardly, nothing stands in the way of the sunlight though, from there föntről sűt onto him cruelly all day long. an little taking a sauna yet not the end of the wilág I believed it. menéztem some friends episode, then oppressed it dream. the spectre. horse dick. a dream was tolerable yet, but it awakening. my bedsheet permeating with the salty juice of my body, my hair a mere wisp, sitting up was like that, than to climb out from a pool. ahead I came, the others eat. yet to look at it neither want ezekere onto the fucking vegetables. in this manner easy fogyózni. what the hell it is possible to like on this? sincerely. because I understand it yet sagaciously, but this the devil, descended courgette we devour it already  steadily.
germánka vega. because it is a scandal that the rain forests are cut out in order for the cows to have pasture and the Americans onto fat one may get fat themselves. bazmeg there is anything the rain forests come off badly. let him be a word from paper, from pasture, drug where it is necessary to go from a plantation? into him into the rain forest, there than the blind lumberjack to start lashing about and he is solved.

I will be cooking tomorrow. Friday in the evening, they come round grange nouve-ből too it comrades, will be or on 40. half his year I did not cook it for this many men, I demanded it back g-t, hoyg let him help who. okay. but he does not cook meat. to it neither vein. hates it. I would know that it is like this only that fop szaszt. but all the same. I did not find this because of myself anyway who onto a Friday. grumbling came there kindly, amiably. I take it on because he is a back would make it, but will not be a dot here. back good. then today when I demand it, that bring for the superU-ből plus 2 sour cream, sits down with me and explains what I want to cook. germánka too sat over there, onto German alternate. waved my head. there are 2 languages there on what we could talk over the thing jointly, in this direction starts in German to croak. in German so much I am top notch that stabzauger, but not writing even it down. with a word blurts it out, let the vacsi be courgette. óhh I say it what kind of original idea. till when brooded over him while he was conceived in exchange of him? and is watching onto me, a csodajó tells a prescription in German, könnynen sounded really. nnna? then it will be. back, I say it why is needed this for me here and now to dream up? then I notice it. because planning in advance is good. but this only an idea, of course it I am cooking I want that while I want courgette.

I forgot it meanwhile what I wanted to write.

is.

I experienced a stirring experience, which I do not detail now here,, but struck on a heart. not like that when you see a squirrel unfolded on the road, his intestines for the sky, rather like that, than when you go out to pee at night, through your grandparents' room and the TV's monoscope yet just enough to light the bed, that withdraw it, these something a bloody mangy thing may be done there. not as if would have happened to me so. i think my grandparents lived a totally satisfactory sexual life for me, that is zero.
all the same. I took up a pen in order for me to write this in a letter, but borika cooled down. timing no sudden moves

fuckin' flies

I will curl in because of these buzzing monsters

but I write it down till then, we everything happened to me. the next potstot, I scatter pictures all over it.
so
yesterday germánkával (the németlány) I talked the lk elött. lonelily my soul. feels it in that manner the comrades do not like it, there is not safety his sensation, and his look was startled really. there is a back for me my heart, I may not have left it between doubts, I offered consolation back, and I weighed it down with a couple of cig meanwhile since I did not go out yet since then into the village. I save it on this. not on the girl, but acquaintance the feeling that you do not fit into the picture. I do not know good ones to talk with them, they got used to me already only, accepted.

we went away in the evening the fete but la music-re here arles-ba. I decided that my favourite city is arles. of course after a pop :P
this music his holiday big happening here. I had fun very well last year, was even better this year. we moored in an old church, where borikával last year túristáskodtunk. there at the cloister. a joanna name increases on a played accordion, a chubby bloke drummed on a chest beside it, other on a side smiling creation with a pleasure played the cello. is not my mood odes to resound, I do not stain, was good fucking, I am glad how I saw. I like the feeling that I live in that manner less simply long, want. on this I was thinking the concert meanwhile. I am here in the magnificent city of franciaország, I listen to a hen, who is the god, as very strange one knows it what sings, but it very much nicely, around me friendly, smiling people, open with a look, the pair hold each other's hand.

I levied stinging one in the morning today gregékkel. I push the machine since then, occasionally I go away to take a shower. who may be daily with six cold showers to endure. only the flies not. I did not remember this. it may be him that I get used to it then.

we all wait for lunch, I saw a dead bird in the kitchen. sztem we eat it. floated in red wine, I in intoxication. I would go out into the shop if he would be my bicycle if I would not be lazy. and it would not have been broken.

yet good news. it had thanks for unknown.
my music - mad friends may find a very useful little blog between the fink. who takes the trouble and looks at it will not be disappointed.

folklor

in the morning onto 7 the start was talked over. from an experience I know that we take the road towards the garden then at the time of 8 possibly already, but I was a good little boy because of that. I got up at the time of 06.40, I ate a jam bread, I drank 2 mugs of cocoa. we picked ourselves up at the time of eight, we lugged in the land printed freshly into the largest greenhouse and we set about it to plant 9000 seed. On 4.

the day was beating down outside, 34 were degrees within, but from the good humid kind. we talked, seeded, when onto odd noise we were attentive naneeeee the öntözőőőőő. dirrr, the blessing started already after a moment the fölöttünk from pipes running through and sounding gently cool spray, written down factually whore rain soaked we under a glance. greg rushed out and shouted sabinára, that we are within fuck, relaxes it. relaxed it. work went on.

I washed it off my hand the dirt and I started it towards lk, to pick up the laptop. my little path is at a standstill under water again, I approached the house on a bypass, its second floor, where the net is a room is. I came in, I threw it down onto a couch my bag, then something grey swept away beside it. is afraid only with an eye I saw, but may have been even a mouse. good, then an other kanapére I am sitting, it eye.

I unpacked the laptop in front of myself, I start something stirs to browse when I feel it at my thigh. hinnnye moreover inside my trousers. to this to be top notch is needed, that borikától got linen trousers, very much I like it, in this heat somebody else heavy to tolerate. I strike a bazi big one, then two with a finger a change of csómót crush. it it idiotic little sound delegate my act, characteristic, when something izeltlábúra you step it on, and the clear flax trousers in that dot promptly onto brownish one szineződik. into the baker's horse into him, the half of this prank, what a carcass crawled in there, that how not only cracks, but even with 2 decilitres of blood összedzsuvázza my pants? anxiously I jumped up h my trousers on his stem lecsúszkázzon the corpse, and  back this it, not tom mivolt like that properly flattened, plus melts into the carpet. it I believe it, than practising anachrophob not too I want to know it very much.

fete au Mas de Granier

júni 28,2008

there is an open day in the commune once in all years. comes you are 100 man from the village, our shoppers, our suppliers, our friends.
the program the same one from a year onto a year.
we decorate the farm, flowers, we pin coloured bands onto the walls, arrows onto the trees, that we where,
They start leaking from 16.00 the people. we show them, we show the gardens, the animals, the cannery. because so is.
we do this until some 19.00, then together have supper. the French are stuffing themselves with huge merriment. sztem this one of their favourite pastimes. island feling is, I wander between the tables, I bring bread to them everything what I see, that may be necessary. I had fun most well even with 0 vocabularies last year, in English eldumázgattam jópár with a guest. I hope for it this year I can recognize even more men then.

The concert is beginning at the time of 21.30. 2 gangs were last years. one the commune's orchestra. Gypsy music is played according to them, sztem only unalamas creaking, which is forced moreover,. if they would not tighten onto him in this direction the balkán onto a feeling, but they would be making music only with much would be more enjoyable.
nah, but what I write about them to, they do not come anyway this year.
Dr. Bajan comes on the other hand . finomlelkű antikomcsik let them not look at it onto the web page, because sure their brain slaughters it the strap.

Emotional, raw*, savagely* passionate* and virtuoso* all* at the same* time*: sovietabilly* is modern urban* folk* music* Dr. Bajan-style*

this is written about themselves. I hope for it something leningrad cowboys-will be os. :D

with a whole night dínom-dánom, after a concert when already the folk hazamenek, we push it for our seed then mp3-ról. I kick in then than the donkey. a bottle of vilmos is put onto a half. jippie

there is a Friday anyway today. its morning. The 08.32. burns early. Friday being will be cleaning today. I help out here at the house, I tackle it then the lk-nak. I have to rearrange small one because I do not find enough room. away neither know to imagine what will be here if she comes t. all the same. I do not panic.