in the cultural center "Pokrovsky Gates" exhibition was opened by Elena Cherkasova "Holiday"
Monday, February 28, 2011
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in the cultural center "Pokrovsky Gates" exhibition was opened by Elena Cherkasova "Holiday"
in the cultural center "Pokrovsky Gates" exhibition was opened by Elena Cherkasova "Holiday"
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a wedding icon
photographed our wedding with his wife, an icon of the Iberian Mother of God. Gave it to us for the wedding is already in this state.
photographed our wedding with his wife, an icon of the Iberian Mother of God. Gave it to us for the wedding is already in this state.
Friday, February 18, 2011
What Do Detritivores Eat
My great-grandparents:)
with a cane mother's father my father Aces Yegorov, near his brother Vladimir Stepanovich. Is in the form of Stepan Aces. Photo 1898.
with a cane mother's father my father Aces Yegorov, near his brother Vladimir Stepanovich. Is in the form of Stepan Aces. Photo 1898.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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Barack Obama at National Prayer Breakfast
«For nearly 60 years since President Eisenhower, a collection of visiting our president. It is a tradition and I am proud that I support it not only as a believer, but also as an elected leader, whose appearance on the public service was actually through the church. This may come as a surprise, since some of you know, I'm not a particularly religious family. My father, whom I barely knew - I saw him just once a month - was said to be an unbeliever man throughout his life.
My mother, whose parents were from the Baptists and Methodists, grew up with a certain skepticism toward organized religion, and it usually took me to church only on Easter and Christmas - is rare. And yet my mother was one of the most spiritual people I have ever known. She was one of those people who instinctively guided by the Golden Rule, and she is constantly tormented me simple values of his Kansas upbringing: sincerity, diligence, kindness and fair play.
And thanks to her I came to understand the equality of all men and all women, attitudes of ethical life and the need to act according to his convictions. And this is thanks to her example and leadership, despite the lack of formal religious education, my first inspiration to life in the ministry were the religious leaders of the civil rights movement.
These were, of course, Martin Luther King and Baptist leaders, and the ways in which they helped those who were enslaved and did not see any way out, and transform the nation the power of love. But there were Catholic leaders, such as Father Theodore Hesburg, and Jewish leaders such as Rabbi Abraham Joshua Goeschel, Muslim leaders and Hindu leaders. Their call to fix what is broken in our world, a call that comes from faith, that's what prompted me a few years after college to register as a public organizer for a group of churches in the Southside of Chicago. And it is through this experience of working with pastors and lay people trying to heal the wounds of their fellow men, I came to their own knowledge of Jesus Christ and accepted him as their Lord and Savior.
And so it was more than 20 years ago. And, like all of you, the way my faith was full of roughness and turns. It was not always a straight path. I thank God for the joy of fatherhood and the willingness to put up Michelle with me. After setbacks and disappointments I asked myself what God has in store for me, and I was reminded that God's plans may not always coincide with our own shortsighted desires.
And let me tell you, these last two years - they have deepened my faith. Presidency - a fun way to make people feel the need to in prayer. Ab Lincoln said, as many of you know: "I have a lot of time kneeling great belief that the more I had nowhere to go '."
Source: http://religo.ru/quotes/13396
«For nearly 60 years since President Eisenhower, a collection of visiting our president. It is a tradition and I am proud that I support it not only as a believer, but also as an elected leader, whose appearance on the public service was actually through the church. This may come as a surprise, since some of you know, I'm not a particularly religious family. My father, whom I barely knew - I saw him just once a month - was said to be an unbeliever man throughout his life.
My mother, whose parents were from the Baptists and Methodists, grew up with a certain skepticism toward organized religion, and it usually took me to church only on Easter and Christmas - is rare. And yet my mother was one of the most spiritual people I have ever known. She was one of those people who instinctively guided by the Golden Rule, and she is constantly tormented me simple values of his Kansas upbringing: sincerity, diligence, kindness and fair play.
And thanks to her I came to understand the equality of all men and all women, attitudes of ethical life and the need to act according to his convictions. And this is thanks to her example and leadership, despite the lack of formal religious education, my first inspiration to life in the ministry were the religious leaders of the civil rights movement.
These were, of course, Martin Luther King and Baptist leaders, and the ways in which they helped those who were enslaved and did not see any way out, and transform the nation the power of love. But there were Catholic leaders, such as Father Theodore Hesburg, and Jewish leaders such as Rabbi Abraham Joshua Goeschel, Muslim leaders and Hindu leaders. Their call to fix what is broken in our world, a call that comes from faith, that's what prompted me a few years after college to register as a public organizer for a group of churches in the Southside of Chicago. And it is through this experience of working with pastors and lay people trying to heal the wounds of their fellow men, I came to their own knowledge of Jesus Christ and accepted him as their Lord and Savior.
And so it was more than 20 years ago. And, like all of you, the way my faith was full of roughness and turns. It was not always a straight path. I thank God for the joy of fatherhood and the willingness to put up Michelle with me. After setbacks and disappointments I asked myself what God has in store for me, and I was reminded that God's plans may not always coincide with our own shortsighted desires.
And let me tell you, these last two years - they have deepened my faith. Presidency - a fun way to make people feel the need to in prayer. Ab Lincoln said, as many of you know: "I have a lot of time kneeling great belief that the more I had nowhere to go '."
Source: http://religo.ru/quotes/13396
Wedding And Welcome Bag Letter And Sample
My grandfather Ivan Smirnov, Sister Olga's grandfather, great-grandfather to great-grandmother and great-great-grandmother
If I remember correctly from 105 years ago.
If I remember correctly from 105 years ago.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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Can not Stand Me Now
Well, here we go again
. 2 giorni per preparare 2 esami e la paura di veder sprofondate nel mare del disastro tutte le mie speranze è sempre più pressante. Libs can not even calm down, even joined the rescue remedy.
maybe because we got to the bottom and put an end to this part of my life terrifies me, as usual, when one is confronted with the so-called turning points.
I try to do it, I swear we put the balls and throw myself but for some reason they are always rejected by the rest of the world and no I do not want to cry on is that I now need just a good session "go brain go" somethin ain ' t quite right with Mr. Carlos, I love you.
and yes i get along but not all, almost with no mica, and finally know who it is that we lost. but since then I always boils down to last?
however is all shit. and no, I'm not being the victim, neither defeatist nor am barricaded behind the false moralism, I swear.
is pure and simple truth.
I want to write music and forgetting the rest. I sit at my desk with radiohead in my ears and throw the already otherworldly travel guide to the tune of Fake Plastic Trees I know, among other things that even I remember it well, but I'm sure he loves her.
and then ... well then there are the libertines and pete. and as usual it comes back to this point.
maybe if I write it, but yeah, come true. basically it's worth groped.
if you want to try there's no worse Could you do ... well thanks for the advice and many regards, but the fact is that I'm in love with that world, I love the feeling of running down the street with the rain that falls to Wet hair and makes you breathe in the heart of a city that only has the gray color of the sky.
boh eh, nothing. update us later for more details sull'ecatombe language of the 21st century.
Well, here we go again
. 2 giorni per preparare 2 esami e la paura di veder sprofondate nel mare del disastro tutte le mie speranze è sempre più pressante. Libs can not even calm down, even joined the rescue remedy.
maybe because we got to the bottom and put an end to this part of my life terrifies me, as usual, when one is confronted with the so-called turning points.
I try to do it, I swear we put the balls and throw myself but for some reason they are always rejected by the rest of the world and no I do not want to cry on is that I now need just a good session "go brain go" somethin ain ' t quite right with Mr. Carlos, I love you.
and yes i get along but not all, almost with no mica, and finally know who it is that we lost. but since then I always boils down to last?
however is all shit. and no, I'm not being the victim, neither defeatist nor am barricaded behind the false moralism, I swear.
is pure and simple truth.
I want to write music and forgetting the rest. I sit at my desk with radiohead in my ears and throw the already otherworldly travel guide to the tune of Fake Plastic Trees I know, among other things that even I remember it well, but I'm sure he loves her.
and then ... well then there are the libertines and pete. and as usual it comes back to this point.
maybe if I write it, but yeah, come true. basically it's worth groped.
if you want to try there's no worse Could you do ... well thanks for the advice and many regards, but the fact is that I'm in love with that world, I love the feeling of running down the street with the rain that falls to Wet hair and makes you breathe in the heart of a city that only has the gray color of the sky.
boh eh, nothing. update us later for more details sull'ecatombe language of the 21st century.
Monday, February 14, 2011
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wife's mother about the national question.
My favorite wife's mother lying is not a couch and watching a conversation Yegor Kholmogorova, Gozman, Aram Gabrelyanova and Sergey Minaev sometimes commented on what is happening:
"That's Russian all come together. One of your Gozman, albeit oblique, honestly said that he was Jewish. He's smart. And three other Jews, too, or what? Aram, an Armenian, but he says that he was Russian. He was with Russian Russian, and the Armenians still Armenian. A leading Jewish maybe. Waugh, Markov said. But he is just a Jew. Where are they Russian is seen on television. On the street black on foreign cars, and the TV alone Jews. Russian in all villages Yes the plants, if not died yet. Small nations, they keep their culture, and Russian under Stalin, killed them all. "
Here's a monologue about her turns. About herself she says that she, though Russian, but in her childhood were all Soviet and brought them up as the Soviet all. And the Tartars and Mordovians married into the family took. And the priests are all working for the KGB.
My favorite wife's mother lying is not a couch and watching a conversation Yegor Kholmogorova, Gozman, Aram Gabrelyanova and Sergey Minaev sometimes commented on what is happening:
"That's Russian all come together. One of your Gozman, albeit oblique, honestly said that he was Jewish. He's smart. And three other Jews, too, or what? Aram, an Armenian, but he says that he was Russian. He was with Russian Russian, and the Armenians still Armenian. A leading Jewish maybe. Waugh, Markov said. But he is just a Jew. Where are they Russian is seen on television. On the street black on foreign cars, and the TV alone Jews. Russian in all villages Yes the plants, if not died yet. Small nations, they keep their culture, and Russian under Stalin, killed them all. "
Here's a monologue about her turns. About herself she says that she, though Russian, but in her childhood were all Soviet and brought them up as the Soviet all. And the Tartars and Mordovians married into the family took. And the priests are all working for the KGB.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
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Gianni! The meme is the fragrance of life!
Accidenti, mi tocca sempre rubare meme a![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_tStEbrEzwODZ-LwosmgILbSP6ZbGq-OWHsCy8NvSrsWaV_B_5Ri39M4DiX47vbO9vLT1VfJDTJt-Qq61RpKIfRWm9sV0hVeQxGF01NxHmv3_WxVw=s0-d)
avvelenata .
Che grama vita.
I. Music (BOLD THE ONES YOU LISTEN TO)
Acceptance. Coldplay. Dave Matthews Band. David Bowie. Foo Fighters . Hellogoodbye. The Killers. James Blunt. Teddy Geiger. Linkin Park . Muse . Ok Go . Panic at the Disco . Peter Bjorn. The Postal Service. Timbaland. Jack Johnson. Norah Jones. The Fray. The Wreckers. Keith Urban . Michael Buble. Beyonce. Metallica. Massive Attack. Queen. Journey. The Cars. Supertramp . Sublime. The Red Hot Chili Peppers. Wu-tang Clan . Fergie . Sarah McLachlan. John Mayer. Jason Mraz. Justin Timberlake. Michael Jackson. Howie Day. Kenny. Carrie Underwood. Lynyrd Skynyrd. Neil Young . The Beatles. Brad Paisley. Tim McGraw. Keith Anderson. Blake Shelton. P.Diddy. Jay Z. Lil’ Wayne. Lil’ John. Three 6 Mafia. Nelly. Young Joc. T.I. Sean Paul. 50 Cent Ace of Base. The Underdog Project. Dream Theater. Santana. Alicia Keys. Incubus. Victor Wooten. Ludacris. Gorillaz . Matchbox 20. Paramore. Weezer. Nirvana. Smashing Pumpkins. Third Eye Blind. AC/DC. Taking Back Sunday. Eric Clapton . The Darkness. The Eagles . Jimi Hendrix. Tenacious D. Metro Station . Motion City. Soundtrack. The Rocket Summer. Something Corporate. Maroon 5. Billy Joel Reel Big Fish. Anberlin. Mae. Jurassic 5. Hootie and the Blowfish. Electric Six. Outkast. R.E.M. The White Stripes. Taylor Swift.
II. Movies (BOLD THE ONES YOU’VE SEEN)
Glory Road, The Princess Bride, Goonies , Center Stage, Ocean’s Eleven. Seven. Newsies. 300. Robin Hood Men In Tights. Love Actually. Garden State, Donnie Darko, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. My Best Friend’s Wedding. Anchorman. Drop Dead Gorgeous. Wedding Crashers. Austin Powers. Clueless . Mean Girls, Hairspray, Moulin Rouge, Fight Club. Rocky. Pulp Fiction. What A Girl Wants. Kill Bill. Thank You For Smoking. Little Miss Sunshine . Requiem for a Dream. The Departed . Dawn of the Dead. Memento. Office Space. Snakes on a Plane. Boondock Saints . Say Anything. The Silence of the Lambs . Saving Private Ryan. Superbad. The Prestige. Just Friends. The Devil Wears Prada , Under the Tuscan Sun, Titanic. Steel Magnolias. Saw. Ace Ventura. She’s the Man. Because I Said So. Catch and Release. Music and Lyrics. Spanglish. Stick It. Step Up. The Fast and the Furious. Joyride. Halloween. The Italian Job. Crash, Must Love Dogs, The Last Kiss, Chicago, Harry Potter. Rush Hour. Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Clerks. Shooter. The Bourne Identity. Meet the Parents. Dirty Dancing. A Christmas Story. Rudy. National Treasure. Sleepless in Seattle. Miss Congeniality. The Science of Sleep. The Matrix. Everything is Illuminated. Good Will Hunting. Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. Empire Records. Phantom of the Opera, Lord of the Rings. Elf. Zoolander.
III. TV (BOLD THE ONES YOU’VE WATCHED MORE THAN A COUPLE OF TIMES)
ER. Grey's Anatomy, Saved by the Bell. Man vs. Wild. Scrubs, South Park . America’s Next Top Model . Gossip Girl. Sex and the City . Friends. Dawson’s Creek. The Big Bang Theory. Seinfeld. The Office. Lost. Miami Ink. Made . Arrested Development. That 70’s Show. Family Guy. The Simpsons. Veronica Mars. Project Runway. Bones. Alias. Pushing Dasies. Gilmore Girls. The Colbert Report. The Daily Show. Mythbusters. Avatar: The Last Airbender. Will and Grace. 24. House, To Catch A Predator. Whistler. Heroes. Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Unsolved Mysteries. 7th Heaven, Everybody Loves Raymond . Private Practice, Boston Legal. Bleach. What I Like About You. Reba. King of Queens. Survivor. American Idol. Days of Our Lives. How I Met Your Mother . Boy Meets World. CSI. Law and Order. Numbers. Reno 911. I Love New York. Step by Step. Little People Big World. What Not To Wear. My Wife and Kids . Moonlight. Nip/Tuck. The Biggest Loser. Beauty and the Geek. Battlestar Galactica. Stargate The Inferno. Scarred. Wild N Out. Real World . Whose Line is it Anyway? Trinity Blood. Dead Like Me . Dragon Ball Z. Futurama. Firefly. Ripley’s Believe it or Not. Medium . Star Trek. X-files My Name is Earl. Six Feet Under. Dancing With The Stars. Degrassi. Greek . Secret Life of the American Teenager . Iron Chief. The OC. Glee. Sailor Moon.
Accidenti, mi tocca sempre rubare meme a
avvelenata . Che grama vita.
I. Music (BOLD THE ONES YOU LISTEN TO)
Acceptance. Coldplay. Dave Matthews Band. David Bowie. Foo Fighters . Hellogoodbye. The Killers. James Blunt. Teddy Geiger. Linkin Park . Muse . Ok Go . Panic at the Disco . Peter Bjorn. The Postal Service. Timbaland. Jack Johnson. Norah Jones. The Fray. The Wreckers. Keith Urban . Michael Buble. Beyonce. Metallica. Massive Attack. Queen. Journey. The Cars. Supertramp . Sublime. The Red Hot Chili Peppers. Wu-tang Clan . Fergie . Sarah McLachlan. John Mayer. Jason Mraz. Justin Timberlake. Michael Jackson. Howie Day. Kenny. Carrie Underwood. Lynyrd Skynyrd. Neil Young . The Beatles. Brad Paisley. Tim McGraw. Keith Anderson. Blake Shelton. P.Diddy. Jay Z. Lil’ Wayne. Lil’ John. Three 6 Mafia. Nelly. Young Joc. T.I. Sean Paul. 50 Cent Ace of Base. The Underdog Project. Dream Theater. Santana. Alicia Keys. Incubus. Victor Wooten. Ludacris. Gorillaz . Matchbox 20. Paramore. Weezer. Nirvana. Smashing Pumpkins. Third Eye Blind. AC/DC. Taking Back Sunday. Eric Clapton . The Darkness. The Eagles . Jimi Hendrix. Tenacious D. Metro Station . Motion City. Soundtrack. The Rocket Summer. Something Corporate. Maroon 5. Billy Joel Reel Big Fish. Anberlin. Mae. Jurassic 5. Hootie and the Blowfish. Electric Six. Outkast. R.E.M. The White Stripes. Taylor Swift.
II. Movies (BOLD THE ONES YOU’VE SEEN)
Glory Road, The Princess Bride, Goonies , Center Stage, Ocean’s Eleven. Seven. Newsies. 300. Robin Hood Men In Tights. Love Actually. Garden State, Donnie Darko, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. My Best Friend’s Wedding. Anchorman. Drop Dead Gorgeous. Wedding Crashers. Austin Powers. Clueless . Mean Girls, Hairspray, Moulin Rouge, Fight Club. Rocky. Pulp Fiction. What A Girl Wants. Kill Bill. Thank You For Smoking. Little Miss Sunshine . Requiem for a Dream. The Departed . Dawn of the Dead. Memento. Office Space. Snakes on a Plane. Boondock Saints . Say Anything. The Silence of the Lambs . Saving Private Ryan. Superbad. The Prestige. Just Friends. The Devil Wears Prada , Under the Tuscan Sun, Titanic. Steel Magnolias. Saw. Ace Ventura. She’s the Man. Because I Said So. Catch and Release. Music and Lyrics. Spanglish. Stick It. Step Up. The Fast and the Furious. Joyride. Halloween. The Italian Job. Crash, Must Love Dogs, The Last Kiss, Chicago, Harry Potter. Rush Hour. Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Clerks. Shooter. The Bourne Identity. Meet the Parents. Dirty Dancing. A Christmas Story. Rudy. National Treasure. Sleepless in Seattle. Miss Congeniality. The Science of Sleep. The Matrix. Everything is Illuminated. Good Will Hunting. Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. Empire Records. Phantom of the Opera, Lord of the Rings. Elf. Zoolander.
III. TV (BOLD THE ONES YOU’VE WATCHED MORE THAN A COUPLE OF TIMES)
ER. Grey's Anatomy, Saved by the Bell. Man vs. Wild. Scrubs, South Park . America’s Next Top Model . Gossip Girl. Sex and the City . Friends. Dawson’s Creek. The Big Bang Theory. Seinfeld. The Office. Lost. Miami Ink. Made . Arrested Development. That 70’s Show. Family Guy. The Simpsons. Veronica Mars. Project Runway. Bones. Alias. Pushing Dasies. Gilmore Girls. The Colbert Report. The Daily Show. Mythbusters. Avatar: The Last Airbender. Will and Grace. 24. House, To Catch A Predator. Whistler. Heroes. Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Unsolved Mysteries. 7th Heaven, Everybody Loves Raymond . Private Practice, Boston Legal. Bleach. What I Like About You. Reba. King of Queens. Survivor. American Idol. Days of Our Lives. How I Met Your Mother . Boy Meets World. CSI. Law and Order. Numbers. Reno 911. I Love New York. Step by Step. Little People Big World. What Not To Wear. My Wife and Kids . Moonlight. Nip/Tuck. The Biggest Loser. Beauty and the Geek. Battlestar Galactica. Stargate The Inferno. Scarred. Wild N Out. Real World . Whose Line is it Anyway? Trinity Blood. Dead Like Me . Dragon Ball Z. Futurama. Firefly. Ripley’s Believe it or Not. Medium . Star Trek. X-files My Name is Earl. Six Feet Under. Dancing With The Stars. Degrassi. Greek . Secret Life of the American Teenager . Iron Chief. The OC. Glee. Sailor Moon.
Monday, January 31, 2011
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Torchwood, Some things never change
Title: Some Things Never Change
Author: Lady
House Genre: Erotic
Pairing: Jack / Ianto
Rating:
NC17 Warnings: Slash, Lemon, PWP
Notes: Join the p0rn fest # 4
The fabric was very thick, yet soft to the touch. It was a remarkably dark blue, like the one he admired the ocean where the waters become deeper. A beautiful tone.
On the shoulders, the suit was fairly wide, perfect for the muscular physique of its owner.
Ianto loved us his body above the sink, especially when he was naked, the fabric slipped on the diaphanous skin, relaxing.
Captain Harkness, in turn, loved him see her in any way: it inevitable that his favorite match was like mother nature had done.
A big advantage of this long military coat was split rear cut it into two flaps that lined beautifully buttocks of the young Welshman.
Jack took advantage of every time: maybe provocative first started feeling it, then squeezing the buttocks with such force to test what they were boiled. Excited him so much that every time Ianto was likely to have an orgasm already on foreplay.
The next stage was always with the Captain's hands wrapped around his waist covered with soft navy blue and its failure in the ass of Ianto. The young man had no arms strong enough to completely fill the sleeve, the fingers in fact, they huddled on the thick cotton, even grabbing the sheets.
was moments like those, in which the union of the two sources of heat - in situations like this, coat or no coat, you're hot - made him reach the pinnacle leaving him with breath. Everything seemed to be calculated by the perverse mind of her lover, sometimes.
END
Title: Some Things Never Change
Author: Lady
House Genre: Erotic
Pairing: Jack / Ianto
Rating:
NC17 Warnings: Slash, Lemon, PWP
Notes: Join the p0rn fest # 4
The fabric was very thick, yet soft to the touch. It was a remarkably dark blue, like the one he admired the ocean where the waters become deeper. A beautiful tone.
On the shoulders, the suit was fairly wide, perfect for the muscular physique of its owner.
Ianto loved us his body above the sink, especially when he was naked, the fabric slipped on the diaphanous skin, relaxing.
Captain Harkness, in turn, loved him see her in any way: it inevitable that his favorite match was like mother nature had done.
A big advantage of this long military coat was split rear cut it into two flaps that lined beautifully buttocks of the young Welshman.
Jack took advantage of every time: maybe provocative first started feeling it, then squeezing the buttocks with such force to test what they were boiled. Excited him so much that every time Ianto was likely to have an orgasm already on foreplay.
The next stage was always with the Captain's hands wrapped around his waist covered with soft navy blue and its failure in the ass of Ianto. The young man had no arms strong enough to completely fill the sleeve, the fingers in fact, they huddled on the thick cotton, even grabbing the sheets.
was moments like those, in which the union of the two sources of heat - in situations like this, coat or no coat, you're hot - made him reach the pinnacle leaving him with breath. Everything seemed to be calculated by the perverse mind of her lover, sometimes.
END
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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Sherlock, Sometimes, we have to Chose
Title: Sometimes, We Have to Chose
Author: Lady
House Genre: Erotic, Romance Pairing
: Sherlock, John
Rating:
NC17 Warnings: Slash, Lemon, for those who want to see, in a bit
Fluff Notes: Written for the p0rn fest # 4
collapsed on a bearskin chair, it was really exhausted. Roam here and there on the streets of London was certainly not his favorite activity. He snorted and closed his eyes, in need of a truce. Sherlock
But no, he makes no mention of being tired, its batteries lasted too absurd, for the tastes of John. As he sat down, the investigative consultant took its fiddle and began to rub the strings with the bow.
As he listened to some improvised note, John opened his eyes, a little annoyed. Those few seconds could barely call for peace, they were interrupted by the sound produced in a sequence designed on the spot.
- Soon you see with Sarah. - Sherlock
He said without even looking.
- Oh no, we have an appointment at Kensington ... -
sank in his chair muttering something I did not get the ear of the dark.
- And you give the hole. -
- No Sherlock, I do not want her hole, I'm just saying he was dead tired. - Sherlock
him worthy of his glance, of course, would continue on his line, was convinced of his opinion concerning the situation of his sentimental.
- Sooner or later, you'll see, too, although not with my brain, your relationship you realize that this is quite a nuisance - The ex-soldier
leaned his cheek on his fist. It was not a call to his liking, because in his heart he knew that the roommate was quite right.
- A normal person ... -
- needing affection and many other things taken for granted that I am not to list. It 's too easy to guess your answer, so boring ... You people get bored never be so obvious? -
The way in which the interrupt was embarrassing, find a valid answer without thinking about it would be too difficult. He said the first thing that came to mind.
- a little ', but you do not have never had a girlfriend? -.
Before you answer, put a hand on the strings, stopping the music now part of the same conversation
- I've already explained, I think. I am married to my job. -
- Yet I am sure that you also have the sexual drive ... - The dark
raised an eyebrow to do with skepticism.
- For me it's painful to admit, as every human being, I have too. Except that unlike the others, I have several. -
- A case to be resolved can not replace sex, Sherlock. - The consultant
detective stood up, quick as if he had just got out of bed. John approached regardless of the curiosity that you could see in his face.
- Wrapped puzzles can not. Get up John. -
He never knew why did so with such determination in what seemed almost an order. Sherlock's face was virtually impossible because of the difference high, but at least the effort was there.
did not know what to expect, but certainly had not expected this, was just right, the other went down to capture her lips with his own.
- There are times ... -
pronounced moving away from the doctor, who was left dazed as if he had just seen a pink elephant flying.
- in which I could not control myself. - Completed
starting to unfasten the belt and brings it down the zipper of his jeans, John did not move an inch. When you slipped one hand under the sweater up to her chest where her nipples squeezed one of the two, jumped. It was the first sound he could produce. If the excitement of Sherlock was invisible in his face, on what John was clear and obvious.
The sweater was pulled with ease, the doctor raised his arms mechanically without thinking twice.
- And stop looking at me as if I had grown two antennas ... -
Still no response from him. Suddenly something came on: the blonde shook his fists on the collar of Sherlock. She got him, the man bent without resistance. John's lips with her match as if they were their perfect fit.
Sherlock let him kiss her in the head with the certainty of being able to demonstrate yet another theory. John squeezed the most, in the language, made his way between his lips. The Moor's left to do that, too, responded to his kiss and put his hands on the shoulders of his friend. It's been too long as they wish, however, was a man damn good at hiding their feelings. It was impossible to believe, but he had none.
John was not sure when they come into the bedroom of Sherlock, but it was not a particularly important right now. Keeping it to himself, took him to the bed, where he sat, he could reach his mouth without having to stand on toes. The lungs
launched a desperate appeal, he left to fill with air.
- I guess now I will try to overpower and rob ... -
For the umpteenth time, the ex-soldier was silent. He had no idea what to say in a situation like that more than embarrassing.
- Are you going to use the language just to explore my mouth? -
Talk, talk, talk.
- Sherlock. Stattene. Shut up. -
For the moment, it seemed that the radio was turned off. Unlike him she did not know what to say, Sherlock talked too much, it was officially driving me crazy.
The unbuttoned his shirt, was a job very fast, took hasty. Nevertheless, when the suit was launched from somewhere undefined, the investigative consultant took over, put John over and kissed him on the neck, collarbone, on the lips moist.
left half finished the job in the living room, John's pants were marched with speed and then thrown to the shirt company. So he pulled out of the way even his own, did not mind where you end up giving a quick glance at the room it can be inferred that there was no big deal.
- Turn around. -
Instantly, red alert went off in the brain of John.
- What, sorry? - The dark
tried not to snort, he hated to repeat things several times.
- Turn around. -
The doctor was shocked, not expecting such a thing. Not Sherlock, or at least not right away.
- Do not you think ... -
- No. Turn around, John -
He stood up on his elbows, "the devil" he mentally said as she turned her back to Sherlock, stiff as a piece of wood. He felt the language of the roommate tickle the nape, the tension in the muscles of the shoulders broke up temporarily.
did not expect that the hands that touched and explored every inch of the body would be so kind, and they were really. The thought that would be nice also later made him feel more comfortable.
Sherlock down the spine, a shiver ran through the entire body of the blond, maybe had a name that his friend was doing with the language that only stopped his run at the coggige. The thrill turned into a blaze.
- Sherlock! -
The Moor's lips were just inches from his ear now.
- You could wait ... - He put
its foul by John Butt, savoring the excitement that flowed from their bodies, seemed to electricity, and perhaps, in some strange parallel universe could be.
- ... This, the first to scream my name? -
began to go inside him, stroking in the meantime, through the maze again - albeit partially - the assets of his mind, the idea that thinking in a very poetic with a little scientific knowledge, their union would create truly electricity. There were two poles, two of them: very different in every respect, but how you attract anions and cations. Inevitable. The doctor
refrained from screaming in pain, initially, just after he had to restrain himself from shouting with joy. Sherlock's pushed in with some force, clung tightly to the headboard, trying to concentrate on that.
Then it became too much, her beloved roommate had touched something that made him cry uncontrollably, which was shouted his name, quite unusual for a man of the 21st century, yet he loved so much to pronounce. Orgasm the other hand, was less aggressive in terms of the sounds uttered, but much more aggressive and painful from the perspective of John that he found himself stuck with ten fingers deeply into the sides.
That would be just the sort of day by unexpected things, John he was fully aware when his body protested the release of Sherlock. She had left a strange feeling of emptiness, but at the same time continued to feel gratified.
Drin, Riiiiiiing
Sherlock rolled down by his friend, lay on its side and looked at him, waiting. John got up on his forearms, glanced at the door left open, the phone kept ringing incessantly.
With a slight creaking of springs, John got out of bed, directed almost at the threshold of the room and turned to the man who still looked at him seriously, but also inhumanly calm the situation as it is not at all in the eyes of the doctor.
- You know who he is. -
was all he said, then realized why John had shifted so sharply to him to let him go. He had been brought before a choice which would not try to condition it in any way. It was hers alone.
The palm of the hand stroked the wood grain, he knew what to choose, was now convinced. The sounds faded only when the room was closed altogether.
smiled at John Sherlock, After all, when one door closes you open a door.
END
Title: Sometimes, We Have to Chose
Author: Lady
House Genre: Erotic, Romance Pairing
: Sherlock, John
Rating:
NC17 Warnings: Slash, Lemon, for those who want to see, in a bit
Fluff Notes: Written for the p0rn fest # 4
collapsed on a bearskin chair, it was really exhausted. Roam here and there on the streets of London was certainly not his favorite activity. He snorted and closed his eyes, in need of a truce. Sherlock
But no, he makes no mention of being tired, its batteries lasted too absurd, for the tastes of John. As he sat down, the investigative consultant took its fiddle and began to rub the strings with the bow.
As he listened to some improvised note, John opened his eyes, a little annoyed. Those few seconds could barely call for peace, they were interrupted by the sound produced in a sequence designed on the spot.
- Soon you see with Sarah. - Sherlock
He said without even looking.
- Oh no, we have an appointment at Kensington ... -
sank in his chair muttering something I did not get the ear of the dark.
- And you give the hole. -
- No Sherlock, I do not want her hole, I'm just saying he was dead tired. - Sherlock
him worthy of his glance, of course, would continue on his line, was convinced of his opinion concerning the situation of his sentimental.
- Sooner or later, you'll see, too, although not with my brain, your relationship you realize that this is quite a nuisance - The ex-soldier
leaned his cheek on his fist. It was not a call to his liking, because in his heart he knew that the roommate was quite right.
- A normal person ... -
- needing affection and many other things taken for granted that I am not to list. It 's too easy to guess your answer, so boring ... You people get bored never be so obvious? -
The way in which the interrupt was embarrassing, find a valid answer without thinking about it would be too difficult. He said the first thing that came to mind.
- a little ', but you do not have never had a girlfriend? -.
Before you answer, put a hand on the strings, stopping the music now part of the same conversation
- I've already explained, I think. I am married to my job. -
- Yet I am sure that you also have the sexual drive ... - The dark
raised an eyebrow to do with skepticism.
- For me it's painful to admit, as every human being, I have too. Except that unlike the others, I have several. -
- A case to be resolved can not replace sex, Sherlock. - The consultant
detective stood up, quick as if he had just got out of bed. John approached regardless of the curiosity that you could see in his face.
- Wrapped puzzles can not. Get up John. -
He never knew why did so with such determination in what seemed almost an order. Sherlock's face was virtually impossible because of the difference high, but at least the effort was there.
did not know what to expect, but certainly had not expected this, was just right, the other went down to capture her lips with his own.
- There are times ... -
pronounced moving away from the doctor, who was left dazed as if he had just seen a pink elephant flying.
- in which I could not control myself. - Completed
starting to unfasten the belt and brings it down the zipper of his jeans, John did not move an inch. When you slipped one hand under the sweater up to her chest where her nipples squeezed one of the two, jumped. It was the first sound he could produce. If the excitement of Sherlock was invisible in his face, on what John was clear and obvious.
The sweater was pulled with ease, the doctor raised his arms mechanically without thinking twice.
- And stop looking at me as if I had grown two antennas ... -
Still no response from him. Suddenly something came on: the blonde shook his fists on the collar of Sherlock. She got him, the man bent without resistance. John's lips with her match as if they were their perfect fit.
Sherlock let him kiss her in the head with the certainty of being able to demonstrate yet another theory. John squeezed the most, in the language, made his way between his lips. The Moor's left to do that, too, responded to his kiss and put his hands on the shoulders of his friend. It's been too long as they wish, however, was a man damn good at hiding their feelings. It was impossible to believe, but he had none.
John was not sure when they come into the bedroom of Sherlock, but it was not a particularly important right now. Keeping it to himself, took him to the bed, where he sat, he could reach his mouth without having to stand on toes. The lungs
launched a desperate appeal, he left to fill with air.
- I guess now I will try to overpower and rob ... -
For the umpteenth time, the ex-soldier was silent. He had no idea what to say in a situation like that more than embarrassing.
- Are you going to use the language just to explore my mouth? -
Talk, talk, talk.
- Sherlock. Stattene. Shut up. -
For the moment, it seemed that the radio was turned off. Unlike him she did not know what to say, Sherlock talked too much, it was officially driving me crazy.
The unbuttoned his shirt, was a job very fast, took hasty. Nevertheless, when the suit was launched from somewhere undefined, the investigative consultant took over, put John over and kissed him on the neck, collarbone, on the lips moist.
left half finished the job in the living room, John's pants were marched with speed and then thrown to the shirt company. So he pulled out of the way even his own, did not mind where you end up giving a quick glance at the room it can be inferred that there was no big deal.
- Turn around. -
Instantly, red alert went off in the brain of John.
- What, sorry? - The dark
tried not to snort, he hated to repeat things several times.
- Turn around. -
The doctor was shocked, not expecting such a thing. Not Sherlock, or at least not right away.
- Do not you think ... -
- No. Turn around, John -
He stood up on his elbows, "the devil" he mentally said as she turned her back to Sherlock, stiff as a piece of wood. He felt the language of the roommate tickle the nape, the tension in the muscles of the shoulders broke up temporarily.
did not expect that the hands that touched and explored every inch of the body would be so kind, and they were really. The thought that would be nice also later made him feel more comfortable.
Sherlock down the spine, a shiver ran through the entire body of the blond, maybe had a name that his friend was doing with the language that only stopped his run at the coggige. The thrill turned into a blaze.
- Sherlock! -
The Moor's lips were just inches from his ear now.
- You could wait ... - He put
its foul by John Butt, savoring the excitement that flowed from their bodies, seemed to electricity, and perhaps, in some strange parallel universe could be.
- ... This, the first to scream my name? -
began to go inside him, stroking in the meantime, through the maze again - albeit partially - the assets of his mind, the idea that thinking in a very poetic with a little scientific knowledge, their union would create truly electricity. There were two poles, two of them: very different in every respect, but how you attract anions and cations. Inevitable. The doctor
refrained from screaming in pain, initially, just after he had to restrain himself from shouting with joy. Sherlock's pushed in with some force, clung tightly to the headboard, trying to concentrate on that.
Then it became too much, her beloved roommate had touched something that made him cry uncontrollably, which was shouted his name, quite unusual for a man of the 21st century, yet he loved so much to pronounce. Orgasm the other hand, was less aggressive in terms of the sounds uttered, but much more aggressive and painful from the perspective of John that he found himself stuck with ten fingers deeply into the sides.
That would be just the sort of day by unexpected things, John he was fully aware when his body protested the release of Sherlock. She had left a strange feeling of emptiness, but at the same time continued to feel gratified.
Drin, Riiiiiiing
Sherlock rolled down by his friend, lay on its side and looked at him, waiting. John got up on his forearms, glanced at the door left open, the phone kept ringing incessantly.
With a slight creaking of springs, John got out of bed, directed almost at the threshold of the room and turned to the man who still looked at him seriously, but also inhumanly calm the situation as it is not at all in the eyes of the doctor.
- You know who he is. -
was all he said, then realized why John had shifted so sharply to him to let him go. He had been brought before a choice which would not try to condition it in any way. It was hers alone.
The palm of the hand stroked the wood grain, he knew what to choose, was now convinced. The sounds faded only when the room was closed altogether.
smiled at John Sherlock, After all, when one door closes you open a door.
END
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Free Multiplication Table Chart 100x100
Lord and prudent Robbers
" New Chronicles " write about " Introduction orthodox banking ethics "
And I remembered a story which has recently told friends.
In one large regional centers lived a successful entrepreneur. Making money more or less honest and philanthropists. The newspapers wrote about it and the TV show. And suddenly some orgsoobschestvo realized that the entrepreneur, this in spite of their charity brand do not pay money to the local authority and looking at it like not even by cops walking. Do not order. Came to the owner once, and politely hinted, that still need to pay. And that as a man conscious of responsibility that everyone understands, but can not because he has his own "roof" and let him put guys like yourself agree with this roof. The boys were surprised. Scored an arrow and asked the businessman to come together with a "roof". At the appointed time to talk drove up looking around the city with the support group. A well-known, respected and credible competitor among other things. Some time later came an entrepreneur accompanied by a modest black car which came from the Metropolitan H and M-sky-sky and wondered what the problem and on what do about the shooter. Question was resolved very quickly, so the guys were not from etnoprestupnogo community and from our state-and age-old orthodox. They're all sensible, under God go and no reason they relationship with the officers thereof, to spoil. Departed in peace.
If someone does not understand, I'm on the side of the Lord and Orthodox ethics. But I am afraid that some conflicts biznesinteresov still have to resolve by intense inter-religious dialogue.
" New Chronicles " write about " Introduction orthodox banking ethics "
And I remembered a story which has recently told friends.
In one large regional centers lived a successful entrepreneur. Making money more or less honest and philanthropists. The newspapers wrote about it and the TV show. And suddenly some orgsoobschestvo realized that the entrepreneur, this in spite of their charity brand do not pay money to the local authority and looking at it like not even by cops walking. Do not order. Came to the owner once, and politely hinted, that still need to pay. And that as a man conscious of responsibility that everyone understands, but can not because he has his own "roof" and let him put guys like yourself agree with this roof. The boys were surprised. Scored an arrow and asked the businessman to come together with a "roof". At the appointed time to talk drove up looking around the city with the support group. A well-known, respected and credible competitor among other things. Some time later came an entrepreneur accompanied by a modest black car which came from the Metropolitan H and M-sky-sky and wondered what the problem and on what do about the shooter. Question was resolved very quickly, so the guys were not from etnoprestupnogo community and from our state-and age-old orthodox. They're all sensible, under God go and no reason they relationship with the officers thereof, to spoil. Departed in peace.
If someone does not understand, I'm on the side of the Lord and Orthodox ethics. But I am afraid that some conflicts biznesinteresov still have to resolve by intense inter-religious dialogue.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Cannot Stay Awake During The Day
war continues
again thundering explosions and dying people. In the courtyard XXI century - a century of religious terrorism. And this is not possible to resist without changing our thinking. Magnetic frame and prosvetka luggage at the entrance the airport will only result that will blow the crowd in the frame. And about the crush in the subway, I do not think I want to.
And over the years will only get worse. Years later fifty world probably knows about what a terrorist bomber with nuclear satchel.
A cure for terrorism does not exist. Except for the Christian Prayer and vendetta.
again thundering explosions and dying people. In the courtyard XXI century - a century of religious terrorism. And this is not possible to resist without changing our thinking. Magnetic frame and prosvetka luggage at the entrance the airport will only result that will blow the crowd in the frame. And about the crush in the subway, I do not think I want to.
And over the years will only get worse. Years later fifty world probably knows about what a terrorist bomber with nuclear satchel.
A cure for terrorism does not exist. Except for the Christian Prayer and vendetta.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Can Rabbits Eat Parsley
Zhirinovsky and Gozman near Sokolov said in Russian.
wife's mother believes that three Jews discussing the fate of Russian is a mockery. It inflames.
wife's mother believes that three Jews discussing the fate of Russian is a mockery. It inflames.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
What To Write In Guestbook Funeral
decided to try
I draw, I regularly, but optional. And then, during a New Year's downtime, carried away by books on iconography. Well, decided to try. He built a breakthrough based on the Coptic canon. Bought Art in the store board, glue, gesso and tempera. Two days were spent on training board. Glue. But dragged paper, it would be better to use konchno gauze. With the primer had to suffer. Everything is not just:)
Tomorrow proceed to spray Tracings and disclosure ... That would not get photos of lay.
I draw, I regularly, but optional. And then, during a New Year's downtime, carried away by books on iconography. Well, decided to try. He built a breakthrough based on the Coptic canon. Bought Art in the store board, glue, gesso and tempera. Two days were spent on training board. Glue. But dragged paper, it would be better to use konchno gauze. With the primer had to suffer. Everything is not just:)
Tomorrow proceed to spray Tracings and disclosure ... That would not get photos of lay.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Is The Lap Band Covered By Ohip
I hate nickelback
I should be studying, in theory. here's how to say, I 4, I have a question that always, in theory, would be the last of my whole college career.
yes, maybe if I keep repeating it really is.
is not that just because I'm tired and I look around and I realize that there is so much wrong around me that maybe if I am not all that great.
take Courtney Love for example. celebrity skin and the beloved and far too mainstream - so much so-but virgin radio italy me going through right now .. here I said, take for example her.
a life wasted in the toilet? I do not know
mica. I think not. Who is who determines when a life or live it made sense when in fact it was a complete waste of time and space on earth?
so basically I do not know what will be the end of the tunnel for me.
because it's not for me to judge, that is ok maybe a little 'yes but in the end I hope it will touch others decide if I, myself, have had an impact on someone's life that I know now for example I'd better go back to school instead of what journalism once again fill the web with these extracts to be meaningless well written and ill.
I just do not go, because there is a voice somewhere inside of me tells me that if I continue to write sooner or later it will come out really what's inside of me comes out and is really so beautiful people would stop me on the street and ask me if I'm really that stupid that in 23 years instead of thinking seriously about what would become of large, preferred to spend their afternoons daydreaming about the heroes of his youth. on those people who wonder if they really exist or if someone has just put there to make you spend your days in a state of total apathy mica because basically I know if that's how I want my life, like pete.
I believe that I would like that, but I do not know.
and fuck even the oasis gentlemen that I now sit on their balls as well as the nickelback. you assholes, you know, yes?
but so that you know, otherwise you would not have wasted years and years and time and hopes and desires of those who believed in you. because there you had the keys of the kingdom and have thrown in the toilet.
yes I hate you.
as I hate sunny days, as of spring where you want to quit and stay outdoors. What to do?
I have no desire to mingle with the rest of the world, because the rest of the world does not want to be confused with me and then you know what? that does not give a damn. I will not be considered antisocial. I will not be considered just, and if this makes me a person with no interest, well then ok.
not even know what I'm ranting now, I only know that the book is here, is open before me and I will start to study it. for real.
I do not want to do anything.
song and I hope that will change soon.
here. Sunday Bloody Sunday. I hate you.
I should be studying, in theory. here's how to say, I 4, I have a question that always, in theory, would be the last of my whole college career.
yes, maybe if I keep repeating it really is.
is not that just because I'm tired and I look around and I realize that there is so much wrong around me that maybe if I am not all that great.
take Courtney Love for example. celebrity skin and the beloved and far too mainstream - so much so-but virgin radio italy me going through right now .. here I said, take for example her.
a life wasted in the toilet? I do not know
mica. I think not. Who is who determines when a life or live it made sense when in fact it was a complete waste of time and space on earth?
so basically I do not know what will be the end of the tunnel for me.
because it's not for me to judge, that is ok maybe a little 'yes but in the end I hope it will touch others decide if I, myself, have had an impact on someone's life that I know now for example I'd better go back to school instead of what journalism once again fill the web with these extracts to be meaningless well written and ill.
I just do not go, because there is a voice somewhere inside of me tells me that if I continue to write sooner or later it will come out really what's inside of me comes out and is really so beautiful people would stop me on the street and ask me if I'm really that stupid that in 23 years instead of thinking seriously about what would become of large, preferred to spend their afternoons daydreaming about the heroes of his youth. on those people who wonder if they really exist or if someone has just put there to make you spend your days in a state of total apathy mica because basically I know if that's how I want my life, like pete.
I believe that I would like that, but I do not know.
and fuck even the oasis gentlemen that I now sit on their balls as well as the nickelback. you assholes, you know, yes?
but so that you know, otherwise you would not have wasted years and years and time and hopes and desires of those who believed in you. because there you had the keys of the kingdom and have thrown in the toilet.
yes I hate you.
as I hate sunny days, as of spring where you want to quit and stay outdoors. What to do?
I have no desire to mingle with the rest of the world, because the rest of the world does not want to be confused with me and then you know what? that does not give a damn. I will not be considered antisocial. I will not be considered just, and if this makes me a person with no interest, well then ok.
not even know what I'm ranting now, I only know that the book is here, is open before me and I will start to study it. for real.
I do not want to do anything.
song and I hope that will change soon.
here. Sunday Bloody Sunday. I hate you.
Desnuditas Fotos Russian
writer's block: Everyday I write the book
Whatever Happened to God Knows Where Is That funny little girl.
Whatever Happened to God Knows Where Is That funny little girl.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Three Different Indigestion Tablets
WS "Amleto". Tradutore: Goffredo Raponi
To be or not to be ...
this is the crux: whether it is more noble soul
endure the slings and
the barbs of an outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against
a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them
.
die ... sleep, nothing more.
and by a sleep to say we end
the pangs of the heart and the thousand natural evils
that inherits from the meat. This is the conclusion
we hope that with clasped hands.
die ... to sleep, dream and then, maybe ...
Yeah, but here it conquers the mind: why
in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we had shaken off
from our annoying housing ?
's the thought that has to stop.
is the question that is so long-lived
our living in such misery.
If not, who s'indurrebbe
bear the whips and the ills of life,
the oppression of tyrants,
the pompous language of the proud,
the pains of love despised,
the impediments to enforce laws,
the arrogance of public authority, the insults made by undeserving
on the patient,
when a man, by his own hand, at a stroke
could sign immediately to the life
acquittal on the blade of a dagger? And who wants to lug
these burdens,
grunt and sweat under the weight of wretched existence,
if the fear of something after death
- that region dark, unexplored, from whose borders
that there is no traveler returns - not intrigued
both the will to lead us to bear those ills we have already
,
rather than fly, the afterlife, and other evils
meeting strangers?
And so that our conscience does make cowards of us
, so that fades to pale cast of thought
the native hue of courage,
And enterprises of great moment,
on account of this,
you astray and lose the name of the action.
(see Ofelia)
But hush now! ... The fair Ophelia!
Nymph, in thy remembrance prayers
siano i miei peccati.
To be or not to be ...
this is the crux: whether it is more noble soul
endure the slings and
the barbs of an outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against
a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them
.
die ... sleep, nothing more.
and by a sleep to say we end
the pangs of the heart and the thousand natural evils
that inherits from the meat. This is the conclusion
we hope that with clasped hands.
die ... to sleep, dream and then, maybe ...
Yeah, but here it conquers the mind: why
in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we had shaken off
from our annoying housing ?
's the thought that has to stop.
is the question that is so long-lived
our living in such misery.
If not, who s'indurrebbe
bear the whips and the ills of life,
the oppression of tyrants,
the pompous language of the proud,
the pains of love despised,
the impediments to enforce laws,
the arrogance of public authority, the insults made by undeserving
on the patient,
when a man, by his own hand, at a stroke
could sign immediately to the life
acquittal on the blade of a dagger? And who wants to lug
these burdens,
grunt and sweat under the weight of wretched existence,
if the fear of something after death
- that region dark, unexplored, from whose borders
that there is no traveler returns - not intrigued
both the will to lead us to bear those ills we have already
,
rather than fly, the afterlife, and other evils
meeting strangers?
And so that our conscience does make cowards of us
, so that fades to pale cast of thought
the native hue of courage,
And enterprises of great moment,
on account of this,
you astray and lose the name of the action.
(see Ofelia)
But hush now! ... The fair Ophelia!
Nymph, in thy remembrance prayers
siano i miei peccati.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Ny License Temp Visitor
Billie Piper
Oh Rose \u0026lt;3 The best companion of the Doctor could only be interpreted by a woman so beautiful, talented, adorable and
so on and so forth! Needless to say, from DW then I followed both in the roles involved (Mensfield Park for the BBC) than in
lighter than the beautiful Belle in Secret Diary of a Call Girl.
Anna Torv
Perhaps my favorite new entry (Yes, thanks
poisoned without you I would never known!). Beautiful Fringe in one of the roles that women are entering one of my absolute favorite has had roles in other TV series that I love as Mistress and The Pacific \u0026lt;3 
Karen Gillan
I can not say that it is one of the best companions of the Doctor for me just because 11 is not a doctor and if it were not for her and her badassery do not really know how I would watch the entire 5th season ! Needless to comment on that aspect, I would say, it says plenty on its own!
Eve Myles
feel
poisoned fear for my heterosexuality in commenting Eve but no, I'll be serious and professional! Not ; understand What should I comment then a great body, a smile dhdsusicne and a general attempt on my heterosexuality that is you. 
Alex Kingston
From ER strafigona DW is always a fear and his character is so good that I will take even the actions of certain Alice-contensteranno controllers that I already knew him.
Mark Sheppard
Oh darling! Elegant, talented, funny and with a perfect English accent. I think more than a crush he has been a sudden crush of New Year!
Sebastian Roché
Probably the only French who do not make me come in hives! As before a man really distinct and absolutely adorable \u0026lt;3 If he had not quell'insana passion for that awful subject of Misha Collins ...
John Barrowman
Hello Torchwood again. Oh Captain! Well, pictures speak for themselves: he is beautiful, has the class of men of other times, it's nice and a wonderful voice.
Torchwood Burn Gorman as well as providing bei bei alien artifacts also provides a touch of beef to watch! Burn has a face so slapped together and so pretty that it did not take long before they succumb to the charms (and its trees, if you like.)
John Simm
From my director pointed out the unforgivable lack of forget it. Also because he is definitely a big, big, big crush statosferici levels, so as to make me watch a program about football, really! Although it prefers to read stories to children or to say, "Obey your Master to" \u0026lt;3
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