tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4026000494781768662008-05-11T23:53:19.780+03:00Foi VolanteAquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comBlogger140125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-71339164719091142802008-05-11T23:50:00.003+03:002008-05-11T23:53:19.810+03:00Scraps 14Da, stiu, n-am mai dat de multisoara vreme nici un semn! Ce sa fac, sed... pe ganduri...<br />Please, do not disturb. O sa dau eu un semn, un anunt la telejurnal, ceva, cand imi mai adun mintile cele imprastiate...Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-18541986201486838232008-04-08T01:16:00.004+03:002008-04-08T01:21:36.293+03:00Stări... un altfel de leapşăUşor kitch, recunosc, dar suficient de vizuale, cam aşa s-ar putea imagina ziua şi noaptea mea. Pe-ale voastre cum le-aţi personifica?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/imagenes/hadas/eterea-49116.html"><img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/us022/c8t8hjWeo1CY.jpg" border=0 title="Imagenes para hi5"> <br>Imágenes para hi5 </a><br><br /><a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/imagenes/hadas/hadas-0484-15595.html"><img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/ci/57/hadas_AU5jj.jpg" border=0 title="Imagenes para hi5"> <br>Imágenes para hi5 </a><br>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-68672493294842736672008-03-27T08:34:00.001+02:002008-03-27T08:38:06.180+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //6//<div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0px;width:378px;margin-top:0px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0" style="margin-top:0px;"/></a><div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"><span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;">The Dream Interpretation Test</span></a><div style="padding:10px 0px;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;">My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);">Divine Inspiration</span></a></div></div><div style="width:358px;padding:0px 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"><div style="float:right;padding:5px 0px 0px 5px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/dreams/images/divine_inspiration_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a></div>If you're dreaming about feeling deeply connected to the universe and to those around you, you're having dreams of Divine Inspiration. These involve situations in which you feel free of burdens or constraints, and you have positive relationships that don't hold you back. Having Divine Inspiration dreams mean that you're likely tapping into a sense of uplifting freedom and awe of the greater things in life. Common Divine Inspiration dreams are of flying, being surrounded by an intensely beautiful natural setting, or having a pleasurable physical connection with someone. There are a wide variety of dreams that fall into the category of Divine Inspiration. You may dream of being surrounded by lush or expansive natural beauty. Many people dream about being embraced tenderly or of making love. Flying is also common in Divine Inspiration dreams.<br /><br />Divine Inspiration is your overarching dream theme.</div><div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"><div style="padding:0px 0px 5px 0px;font-family:Arial;"><strong>What are you?</strong><br/><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;">http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dreamsogt&c=50652</span></a></div></div></div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDY1OTk3MjkyOTYmcHQ9MTIwNjU5OTczMzAxNSZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-21714637384214131052008-03-18T12:05:00.004+02:002008-03-18T13:09:09.632+02:00Lista... ruşinii (sau... nu neaparat!)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R9-aHN3lpII/AAAAAAAAAJs/z6g34us-n7c/s1600-h/list.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R9-aHN3lpII/AAAAAAAAAJs/z6g34us-n7c/s200/list.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179027545271936130" /></a><br />Nooo, fiindca <a href="http://rapireadinserai.blogspot.com/2008/03/leapa-been-there-done-that.html">Zaza</a> nu s-a hotărât pân-acum cui "să i-o dea" şi fiindcă mă simt (oarecum, nu întru totul) vinovată fiindcă am agresat-o ieri cu broşura "Facts about Slovenia", simţesc necesitatea de a mă auto-pedepsi, astfel încât preiau eu leapşa asta niţel cam <span style="font-style:italic;">flashy</span>! Ştafeta, mai departe, rămâne tot... la liber...<br />Prin urmare:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">01) Bought everyone in the pub a drink</span><br />02) Swam with wild dolphins<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">03) Climbed a mountain</span><br />04) Taken a Ferrari for a test drive<br />05) Been inside the Great Pyramid<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">06) Held a tarantula. </span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">07) Taken a candlelit bath with someone <br />08) Said ‘I love you’ and meant it </span><br />09) Hugged a tree<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">10) Done a striptease </span><br />11) Bungee jumped<br />12) Visited in Paris <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">13) Watched a lightning storm at sea<br />14) Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise </span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">15) Seen the Northern Lights</span><br />16) Gone to a huge sports game <br />17) Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">18) Grown and eaten your own vegetables </span><br />19) Touched an iceberg <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">20) Slept under the stars </span><br />21) Changed a baby’s diaper<br />22) Taken a trip in a hot air balloon<br />23) Watched a meteor shower<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">24) Gotten drunk on champagne<br />25) Given more than you can afford to charity</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">26) Looked up at the night sky through a telescope<br />27) Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment. </span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">28) Had a food fight</span><br />29) Bet on a winning horse<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">30) Taken a sick day when you’re not ill</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">31) Asked out a stranger<br />32) Had a snowball fight</span><br />33) Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">34) Screamed as loudly as you possibly can</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">35) Held a lamb<br />36) Enacted a favorite fantasy<br />37) Taken a midnight skinny dip</span><br />38) Taken an ice cold bath<br />39) Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">40) Seen a total eclipse<br />41) Ridden a roller coaster</span><br />42) Hit a home run<br />43) Fit three weeks miraculously into three days<br />44) Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">45) Adopted an accent for an entire day</span><br />46) Visited the birthplace of your ancestors<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">47) Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment</span><br />48) Had two hard drives for your computer <br />49) Visited all 50 states of USA<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">50) Loved your job for all accounts</span><br />51) Taken care of someone who was shit faced<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">52) Had enough money to be truly satisfied<br />53) Had amazing friends<br />54) Danced with a stranger in a foreign country</span><br />55) Watched wild whales<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />56) Stolen a sign</span><br />57) Backpacked in Europe<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />58) Taken a road-trip</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">59) Rock climbing<br />60) Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice<br />61) Midnight walk on the beach</span><br />62) Sky diving<br />63) Visited Ireland<br />64) Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">65) In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them</span><br />66) Visited Japan<br />67) Benchpressed your own weight<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">68) Milked a cow</span><br />69) Alphabetized your records<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">70) Pretended to be a superhero </span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">71) Sung karaoke <br />72) Lounged around in bed all day</span><br />73) Posed nude in front of strangers<br />74) Scuba diving<br />75) Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">76) Kissed in the rain <br />77) Played in the mud<br />78) Played in the rain</span><br />79) Gone to a drive-in theater<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">80) Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it</span> <br />81) Visited the Great Wall of China<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">82) Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog.</span><br />83) Dropped Windows in favor of something better<br />84) Started a business<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">85) Fallen in love and not had your heart broken</span><br />86) Toured ancient sites<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">87) Taken a martial arts class</span><br />88) Sword fought for the honor of a woman<br />89) Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight<br />90) Gotten engaged<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">91) Been in a movie </span></span><br />92) Crashed a party<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">93) Loved someone you shouldn’t have</span><br />94) Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy<br />95) Gotten married<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">96) Had sex at the office</span><br />97) Gone without food for 5 days<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">98) Made cookies from scratch </span><br />99) Won first prize in a costume contest <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">100) Ridden a gondola in Venice</span><br />101) Gotten a tattoo<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">102) Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on</span><br />103) Gotten divorced<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">104) Been on television news programs as an “expert”<br />105) Got flowers for no reason</span><br />106) Masturbated in a public place<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">107) Got so drunk you don’t remember anything</span><br />108) Taken illegal drugs<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">109) Performed on stage</span><br />110) Been to Las Vegas<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">111) Recorded music<br />112) Eaten shark<br />113) Had a one-night stand</span><br />114) Gone to Thailand<br />115) Seen Siouxsie live<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">116) Bought a house<br />117) Been in a combat zone<br />118) Buried one/both of your parents<br />119) Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off</span><br />120) Been on a cruise ship<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />121) Spoken more than one language fluently</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">122) Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone</span><br />123) Bounced a check<br />124) Performed in Rocky Horror<br />125) Read - and understood - your credit report<br />126) Raised children.<br />127) Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy. <br />128) Followed your favorite band/singer on tour<br />129) Created and named your own constellation of stars<br />130) Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">131) Found out something significant that your ancestors did</span><br />132) Called or written your Congress person<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">133) Picked up and moved to another city to just start over</span><br />134) …more than once? - More than twice?<br />135) Walked the Golden Gate Bridge<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">136) Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking</span><br />137) Had an abortion or your female partner did<br />138) Had plastic surgery<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">139) Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.<br />(140) Wrote articles for a large publication</span><br />141) Lost over 100 pounds<br />142) Held someone while they were having a flashback<br />143) Piloted an airplane<br />144) Petted a stingray<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">145) Broken someone’s heart <br />146) Helped an animal give birth<br />147) Been fired or laid off from a job</span><br />148) Won money on a T.V. game show<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">149) Broken a bone</span><br />150) Killed a human being<br />151) Gone on an African photo safari<br />152) Ridden a motorcycle<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">153) Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph</span><br />154) Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">155) Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">156) Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild<br />157) Ridden a horse</span><br />158) Had major surgery<br />159) Had sex on a moving train <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">160) Had a snake as a pet</span><br />161) Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />162) Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing<br />163) Slept for more than 30 hours<br />164) Visited lots of foreign countries</span><br />165) Visited all 7 continents<br />166) Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days<br />167) Eaten kangaroo meat<br />168) Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground<br />169) Been a sperm or egg donor<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">170) Eaten sushi</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">171) Had your picture in the newspaper</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">172) Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime<br />173) Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about<br />174) Gotten someone fired for their actions</span><br />175) Gone back to school<br />176) Parasailed<br />177) Changed your name<br />178) Petted a cockroach<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">179) Eaten fried green tomatoes.<br />180) Read The Iliad</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">181) Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read</span><br />182) Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them<br />183) …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you<br />184) Taught yourself an art from scratch<br />185) Killed and prepared an animal for eating<br />186) Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt<br />187) Skipped all your school reunions<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">188) Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language</span> <br />189) Been elected to public office<br />190) Written your own computer language<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">191) Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream</span><br />192) Had to put someone you love into hospice care<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">193) Built your own PC from parts<br />194) Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you</span><br />195) Had a booth at a street fair<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">196) Dyed your hair</span> <br />197) Been a DJ<br />198) Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">199) Written your own role playing game</span><br />200) Been arrested.Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-22398150706208938682008-03-17T22:27:00.002+02:002008-03-17T23:07:28.664+02:00Scraps //13//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R97df93lpHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w3x2z0L40_M/s1600-h/bed.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R97df93lpHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w3x2z0L40_M/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178820162776048754" /></a><br />Undeva se aude o sonerie. Din stradă suie un zumzet surd de maşini şi glasuri de trecători. Parcă ar mai fi ceva...o rază de soare care se joacă de-a v-aţi ascunselea, de una singură, prin odaie... Şi ce dacă?! <br />Un murmur mărunt, ca un pui de izvor, se roteşte între zidurile care-l cuprind precum coaja unui ou... Nu i-a venit încă timpul.<br />Doarme....Ssssssssssssst!Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-5466957492654440802008-02-29T22:26:00.002+02:002008-02-29T22:33:34.935+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //5//<div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0px;width:378px;margin-top:0px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0" style="margin-top:0px;"/></a><div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"><span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;">The Brain Test</span></a><div style="padding:10px 0px;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;">My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);">Right-brained</span></a></div></div><div style="width:358px;padding:0px 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"><div style="float:right;padding:5px 0px 0px 5px;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/brain/images/right_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a></div>Most right-brained people like you are flexible in many realms of their lives. Whether picking up on the nuances of musical concerto, appreciating the subtle details in a work of art, or seeing the world from a different perspective, right-brained people are creative, imaginative, and attuned to their surroundings. <br><br><br />People probably see your thinking process as boundless, and that might translate to your physical surroundings as well. Some people think of you as messier than others. It's not that you're disorganized, it's just that you might use different systems to organize (by theme, by subject, by color). Straight alphabetization and rigidly ordered folders are not typical of right-brained behavior. <br><br><br />You are also more intuitive than many. When it comes to reading literature, you probably prefer creative writing or fiction over nonfiction. And when it comes to doing math, you might find you enjoy geometry more than other forms like algebra. hough thinking logically might be something you have to do sometimes, you are also good at stream of consciousness thinking and making tangential jumps in logic or reasoning. You are more intuitive than many. And when it comes to pleasure reading, you might have a stronger preference for creative or fiction writing than nonfiction.<br />For the most part, you think more in terms of symbolism and abstraction instead of things that are more practical and straightforward. You are also likely to look at the whole of a situation instead of seeing it as a series of component parts. You probably tend to be more subjective than objective, allowing for context to color how you interpret a given situation. For you, there are likely very few definites in life, other than the fact that there is almost always more than one way to accomplish and think about things.That's how your brain processes information. And while your dominant brain hemisphere certainly contributes to the way you process information, there is also a style of learning, unrelated to your dominant hemisphere, that determines the ways in which you are best able to pick up information. When you're learning something new, your dominant brain hemisphere will want to take over. But there are times when the information being presented is not well suited to your dominant hemisphere's abilities.That's why, in addition to your hemispheric dominance, you also have a style of learning that is dominant for you. Whether you know it or not, you are naturally predisposed to learning things visually, aurally, or through a combination of the two.Your test results show that you are a visual learner.Other right-brained people who are also visual learners are Albert Einstein, the painter Vincent Van Gogh, and Microsoft founder Bill Gates.</div><div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"><div style="padding:0px 0px 5px 0px;font-family:Arial;"><strong>What are you?</strong><br/><a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;">http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=brainogt&c=50652</span></a></div></div></div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDQzMTY4NjQ5NTMmcHQ9MTIwNDMxNjg3NDUzMSZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-30799088031686620222008-02-27T22:48:00.001+02:002008-02-27T22:51:29.330+02:00Scraps //12//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R8XNLx_VjbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IwN0Dcxual4/s1600-h/21022008(008)luna_corectata.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R8XNLx_VjbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IwN0Dcxual4/s320/21022008(008)luna_corectata.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171765349386128818" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ora 5 şi 20 şi ceva, 21 februarie 2008 (pe drumuri)</span><br />Ce poate fi mai…hmmm, nici nu ştiu “mai cum” să zic, decât să admiri ultima eclipsă totală de lună a deceniului...din tren ! M-a ajuns din urmă fix în punctul de frontieră de la Lőkőshàza. Drept pentru care am găsit de cuviinţă să tulbur puţintel activitatea de rutină a vameşilor : preţ de 5 minute n-a mai controlat nimeni paşapoarte, ci am stat cu toţii şi-am privit cum vârcolacii înghit luna...<br />Minunat ! Şi, lucru straniu, luminătorul cel mic n-a fost deloc roşu, văzut de aici, ci alb – alb, ca o mască de porţelan...<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">(pozele au ieşit cam proaste...deh, n-am avut decât telefonul la mine…) </span><br /><br />V-aţi fi asteptat la mai mult?! La altă poveste, poate?! Hmmmm...asta nu-i de ajuns?Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-70148116173749425862008-02-10T22:39:00.000+02:002008-02-10T23:37:56.694+02:00Scraps //11//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R69uhR_VjaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5g2V9xTJA_I/s1600-h/Melancholia.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R69uhR_VjaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5g2V9xTJA_I/s200/Melancholia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165468815661043106" /></a><br />Plăcerea de a sta inert. Afară, vânt ascuţit până la lacrimi. Drumuri mărunte, inevitabile. În rest, nimic... un fel de nirvana de buzunar. Totul pare aşa de departe... Îmi simt mâinile străine. Undeva se aude un fel de ecou. Vătuit. Mi-e...Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-57187713145451193602008-02-04T00:39:00.000+02:002008-02-04T00:44:54.902+02:00Definiţie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R6ZD2WJ26PI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IVl7XhaQm7c/s1600-h/fruitOrange325.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R6ZD2WJ26PI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IVl7XhaQm7c/s200/fruitOrange325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162888623765776626" /></a><br /><br />- naramza - <br /><br /><br />Rotundul<br />cu vreo cinci şase<br />riduri<br />invadat de celulită<br />toridă<br />surprinzător având<br />carnea tare<br />provocator<br />la adresa<br />vălului palatin.Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-66381750269297532282008-01-24T21:20:00.000+02:002008-01-31T21:45:30.278+02:00Scraps //10//<span style="" lang="RO">Se făcea o dimineaţă cu gene gălbui de raze, dinţii gerului păreau definitiv tociţi, nimeni nu ştia dacă vor creşte cândva, din nou, precum colţii vampirilor din filmele horror de duzină...<o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Tare multă linişte...pe dinlăuntru, pe unde frunzele toamnelor au amuţit roşietic şi dorm somn fără vise, ca să le lase pe cele din urmă ăn voia lor să<span style=""> </span>alerge pe pajiştile din Oniria...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Ar fi nevoie de o ţară. Una nouă, proaspăt scoasă din cuptorul unei minţi sătule şi împăcate cu sine. Ar trebui să fie o bucată de junglă deasă ca pădurea răsărită din pieptănul aruncat in urmă de Harap-Alb. Ar mai trebui să aibă un izvor care râde şi un luminiş, poate chiar un castel labirintic din turtă dulce în care să te rătăceşti după pofta inimii...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Bună dimineaţa, Heterotopia!</span></p><a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/imagenes/naturaleza/paisaje-azul-32252.html"><img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/us005/GHHWSVcyBpG9.gif" border=0 title="Imagenes para hi5"> <br>Imágenes para hi5 </a><br>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-27835701435234331852008-01-17T13:14:00.000+02:002008-01-17T13:27:22.805+02:00Măcar pentru asta a meritat......să vin la birou în sâmbăta aia pe care onor guvernul a hotărât-o "lucrătoare", pentru recuperarea zilei nelucrate dintre Crăciun şi Anul Nou...(Nelucrătoare o fi fost ziua aia pentru alţii, nu pentru mine, însă....în fine, să trecem peste asta....)<br />Iată, bucuraţi-vă şi voi de "urmele" unei amiezi de sâmbătă fermecată, care a fost şi nu se va mai întoarce:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R485sR115aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zrGkKOKvn3o/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R485sR115aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zrGkKOKvn3o/s320/DSC01212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156403531228767650" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R4854h115bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YwGb1p2wuJc/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R4854h115bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YwGb1p2wuJc/s320/DSC01213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156403741682165170" border="0" /></a>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-15959836242016766582008-01-17T01:31:00.000+02:002008-01-17T01:32:33.143+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //4//<div style="border:1px solid #000000;padding:15px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /> <div style="padding:0;text-align:center;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/lost/index.jsp?testname=lostogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank">Which <i>Lost</i> Character Are You?</a><br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;"><br /> My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/lost/index.jsp?testname=lostogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;">James "Sawyer" Ford</a><br /> </div> <br /> </div><br /> <div style="padding:0;"><br /> <br /> <div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/lost/index.jsp?testname=lostogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/lost/images/james_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a><br /> </div><br /> <br /> So maybe you listen to that devil on your shoulder a little too often — but you're living proof that not everybody roots for the goody-two-shoes. You make being bad look oh-so-good! But even your most scandalous behavior can't hide your sensitive, thoughtful side. And, hey, we love your style!<br /> </div> <br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;text-align:center;"><br /> <div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/lost/index.jsp?testname=lostogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank">Take this test ></a><br /> </div><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/images/logo/tickle_42x14.gif" border="0" /></a><br /> </div><br /> </div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA1MjYzMDYwNzgmcHQ9MTIwMDUyNjMwOTg3NSZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-44194477212971823052008-01-17T01:24:00.001+02:002008-01-17T01:24:46.804+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //3//<div style="border:1px solid #000000;padding:15px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /> <div style="padding:0;text-align:center;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/greysanatomy/index.jsp?testname=greysanatomyogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank">Which <i>Grey's Anatomy</i> Character Are You?</a><br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;"><br /> My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/greysanatomy/index.jsp?testname=greysanatomyogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;">Dr. Miranda Bailey</a><br /> </div> <br /> </div><br /> <div style="padding:0;"><br /> <br /> <div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/greysanatomy/index.jsp?testname=greysanatomyogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/greysanatomy/images/miranda_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a><br /> </div><br /> <br /> Yes, <i>Ma'am</i>! You're always cool, calm, and very much in control, just like your <i>Grey's Anatomy</i> match Dr. Miranda Bailey. You don't worry about what other people think, and you know to trust your instincts. After all, someone has to be in charge, and it's a good thing someone as smart as you steps up to the plate.<br /><br/><br/><br />Though some people may think you go a little overboard, you often know the best way to get things done, and you sure aren't afraid of a little dirty work. Without you, where would we be?<br /><br /> </div> <br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;text-align:center;"><br /> <div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/greysanatomy/index.jsp?testname=greysanatomyogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank">Take this test ></a><br /> </div><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/images/logo/tickle_42x14.gif" border="0" /></a><br /> </div><br /> </div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA1MjU4Mzc*MzcmcHQ9MTIwMDUyNTgzOTg*MyZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-4425087414170063662008-01-17T01:17:00.000+02:002008-01-17T01:19:09.161+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //2//<div style="border:1px solid #000000;padding:15px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /> <div style="padding:0;text-align:center;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/horrormovie/index.jsp?testname=horrormovieogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank">Which Horror Movie Are You?</a><br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;"><br /> My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/horrormovie/index.jsp?testname=horrormovieogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;"><i>Psycho</i></a><br /> </div> <br /> </div><br /> <div style="padding:0;"><br /> <br /> <div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/horrormovie/index.jsp?testname=horrormovieogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/horrormovie/images/psycho_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a><br /> </div><br /> <br /> It always seems so safe in a hotel room, with the dead-bolted doors, security guards, and that concierge ready to help with your every need. But if you've seen <i>Psycho,</i> you know that's not always the case. There sure are some crazy people out there, but most of them seem so <i>normal.</i> Is your mind playing tricks on you? No way!<br/><br/>Just like your horror movie match, you're seen by others as smart and thoughtful. If it's psychological, creative, or just plain interesting, you'll be all over it. So on the next rainy day, check into the Bates Motel and have a good scare!<br /> </div> <br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;text-align:center;"><br /> <div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/horrormovie/index.jsp?testname=horrormovieogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank">Take this test ></a><br /> </div><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/images/logo/tickle_42x14.gif" border="0" /></a><br /> </div><br /> </div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA1MjU*NTExMjUmcHQ9MTIwMDUyNTQ1NjQwNiZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-24086099847334502182008-01-17T01:02:00.000+02:002008-01-17T01:04:12.103+02:00Chestii pe care le aflu despre mine //1//<div style="border:1px solid #000000;padding:15px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><br /> <div style="padding:0;text-align:center;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/sexandthecity/index.jsp?testname=sexandthecityogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank">Who's Your <i>Sex and the City</i> Match?</a><br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;"><br /> My Result: <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/sexandthecity/index.jsp?testname=sexandthecityogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;">Carrie</a><br /> </div> <br /> </div><br /> <div style="padding:0;"><br /> <br /> <div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/sexandthecity/index.jsp?testname=sexandthecityogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/sexandthecity/images/carrie_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /></a><br /> </div><br /> <br /> Smart, driven, and the kind of girl that could be the star of any show, it's no surprise you lead the pack. Whether trying out a new hairstyle or mixing and matching your wardrobe, with a look and a lifestyle all your own, you're sure to inspire those around you. You're honest about what you want out of life — even when all you really want is the latest Balenciaga bag or a corner table in a hot new restaurant.<br/><br/>But your playful exterior doesn't fool everyone — deep inside you've got a lot on your mind and it shows. Standing by your friends, working hard, and always staying a step ahead (while, of course, doing it in Manolo Blahniks), isn't exactly easy. So now that everything else is in place, we couldn't help but wonder — is your next great romance right around the corner?<br /> </div> <br /> <div style="padding:10px 0;text-align:center;"><br /> <div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;"><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/sexandthecity/index.jsp?testname=sexandthecityogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank">Take this test ></a><br /> </div><br /> <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/images/logo/tickle_42x14.gif" border="0" /></a><br /> </div><br /> </div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA1MjQ*NTY1MTUmcHQ9MTIwMDUyNDYyMTk4NCZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" />Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-35609558568279271502008-01-15T01:05:00.000+02:002008-01-15T01:06:42.541+02:00Scraps //9//<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">Scriam, prin noiembrie, într-una din deplasările prin Târgul Verzei, notiţa asta :<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="" lang="FR">Azi, pe scări, în rue Froissart, cineva cu o figură total rătăcită m-a întrebat dacă nu cumva vin de la « end of life » something...<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="" lang="FR">Ieri, am adormit cu nişte criterii de selecţie în braţe...ruşinos aproape. </span>Şi asta după întrebarea absolut inefabilă pe care pe care mi-a adresat-o recepţionerul hotelului, la sosire :<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="">-<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><i style="">Madam, I think we have a problem...you know, we do have a smoking room, but it has a king sized bed...it will be very disturbing to you ?<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Adică de c ear fi trebuit să fie…”very disturbing”?! …<span style="" lang="FR">Nici acum, după 3 luni de zile de la întâmplare, n-am reuşit să mă lămuresc…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-65191921371613112662008-01-13T00:57:00.000+02:002008-01-13T01:01:51.951+02:00Ne jucăm...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R4lGlh115ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H7s96LAst6w/s1600-h/Picture+033_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R4lGlh115ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H7s96LAst6w/s320/Picture+033_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154728859055547794" border="0" /></a>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-58171003894699835592008-01-10T01:50:00.000+02:002008-01-10T01:51:59.413+02:00Sssst! Linişte!....Mă gândesc....mai dorm...mai visez...<br />Sunt într-o pauză....Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-64137037902945338472008-01-01T19:10:00.000+02:002008-01-01T19:12:19.159+02:00de început de an... toleranţă zero<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Chiar mi-era bine azi...</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Dar...</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Şi, pentru că tot observ că e un fel de modă, voi face şi eu o promisiune pentru anul ăsta, care începe: GATA! Gata cu multe lucruri, la care omul nici "cu gândul nu gândeşte" şi cu altele, cotidiene, pe care de obicei nu le bagă în seamă decât atunci când i se întâmplă sie...</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Atât. Fără alte detalii. </p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-17496008588389085762007-12-30T19:32:00.000+02:002007-12-30T19:37:28.659+02:00Estrema_dura<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3fW8h115YI/AAAAAAAAAIk/c4BI_IX7AhE/s1600-h/zemi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3fW8h115YI/AAAAAAAAAIk/c4BI_IX7AhE/s200/zemi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149821034286146946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family:times new roman, times, serif;font-size:100%;color:#660000;">exerciţiu oniric<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:times new roman, times, serif;font-size:100%;"> în sierra sin nomen smulg marmura pentru statui<br />intru în labirint ca un sumum<br />întretăiere de teritorii<br />mâna<br />şi ochiul<br />şi părul<br />şi sânul<br /><br />întins din nord până mâine este pământul sfânt<br />piatra legitimă<br />transhumanţă practicată<br />într-o retragere voluntară.<br /><br />un carol sfîrşeşte la mănăstire îndoielile lui<br />amurg hegemonic<br />al clipei<br />mirării<br />lacrimii<br />răsuflării<br /><br />prefer să-mi ocolesc solitudinea orei<br />mă năpădesc dimineţile din prea multe părţi<br />pământul mi-e aspru la poale<br />mă scuipă vântul în tâmple </span></div></div>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-37618210937984517132007-12-29T23:10:00.000+02:002007-12-29T23:11:10.328+02:00Scraps //8//<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Împletesc, cu degetele, şaluri din fire netoarse de ceaţă. Muşc din zi ca şi cum ar fi coaja lemnoasă a unei rodii... să ajung la sâmburii dulci-amari. Cineva, nevăzut, îmî prinde tâmplele într-o menghină şi strânge şi strânge şi strâââângee...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Şi leg noduri: nod după nod, după nod, după nod...<o:p></o:p></span></p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-89478075389352810182007-12-26T16:54:00.000+02:002007-12-26T16:56:33.295+02:00Politeţuri, prezentări...duduca Linea<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Cum şedeam eu, aşa cum fac, cu nesimţire de 4 zile deja, cu laptopu-n braţe, cand în pat, când pe canapea, primesc un apel de la o doamna : “descurcă-mă, că m-am cam încurcat în… tehnologie!”</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Pe scurt: doamna compune nişte bijuterii mititele numite poeme vizuale; doamna îmi e prietenă; doamna<span style=""> </span>primit un cadou inedit de Craciun : propriul ei blog...</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Aşa că, dragelor şi dragilor, v-o prezint, cu mare drag, pe <a href="http://danastefan.blogspot.com/">Linea</a> .</span> </p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-19844154609433821052007-12-26T11:46:00.000+02:002007-12-26T11:48:18.094+02:00Călătorii în Oniria<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3IjTx115XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FQOr7Ttjy1g/s1600-h/orange+flowers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3IjTx115XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FQOr7Ttjy1g/s320/orange+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148216146741552498" border="0" /></a><br /> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">E mai</span><span style="" lang="RO">. Sau început de iunie. Sau un timp cumva, între... O zi însorită, cu un soare din ăla ca mierea, ca din amintirile primei copilării. Mă plimb pe aceleaşi străzi pe care mă duc paşii şi în lumea astălaltă, atunci când vreau să uit, să-mi amintesc, ori, pur şi simplu să mă bucur...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Mult verde de frunze, care ascunde ferestrele caselor pe lângă care trec, ninge cu flori de tei, în grădini explodează una după alta culori vegetale, fără nici un pic de respect pentu cronologia naturii: liliac, trandafiri, tuberoze, narcise, glicine, irişi galbeni... Pluteşte peste tot un iz de caprifoi... Ajung pe o stradă pe unde am trecut de multe ori, dar care nu există în lumea de dincoace. Pe la mijlocul ei e o casă ascunsă într-o cascadă de verdeaţă întunecată. Are trei caturi, un peron străjuit de două coloane în formă de joarde răsucite de viţă de vie, care se pierd undeva în sus (niciodată n-am ştiut unde se isprăvesc), ferestre vitrate, înalte şi înguste, iar înăuntru (asta ştiu, pentru că am fost acolo în alte vise), în toate odăile sunt candelabre negre în care licăresc lumânări roşii, iar lumina lor se joacă cu razele care vin din afară, închipuind un fel de dans perpetuu... <span style=""> </span>Încetinesc paşii. De pe gard se revarsă un fel de val de flori mărunte, de un portocaliu care aproape arde privirea...şi peste tot, împrejurul meu, e un parfum nou, dulce-pişcător (aduce cumva, ca stare, cu cel de scorţişoară, dar nu e, e altceva), care mă ţintuieşte în loc. Inspir adânc. De undeva, din grădina din spatele casei, se aude un latrat vesel.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Mă trezesc. Trei noaptea. Închid ochii din nou. Înapoi...<o:p></o:p></span></p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-91180990453442917432007-12-24T21:37:00.000+02:002007-12-24T21:51:49.191+02:00Ho, ho...huooo!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3ALYx115WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/THWtXFKOzp8/s1600-h/19122007%28001%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3ALYx115WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/THWtXFKOzp8/s200/19122007%28001%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147626894408410466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3ALOR115VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RyUcX7FHuUg/s1600-h/19122007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hu83FdZnD98/R3ALOR115VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RyUcX7FHuUg/s200/19122007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147626714019784018" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">De trei zile zac în casă, savurând fericirea mutatului din pat pe canapea şi de pe canapea în pat, cu laptopul în braţe... no strings attached... şi nici gând să ies din casă...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Evit, în felul ăsta, isteria sărbătorească ce se întâmplă peste tot împrejur...chestiile sclipicioase oribile care atârnă peste tot, fanfara care cântă, fals, în mijlocul bulevardului „For he’s a jolly good fellow”(<i style="">exact!...perhaps, for Santa especially</i>...) şi cozile la...orice; lumea care se îmbrânceşte<span style=""> </span>cu disperare cumpărând tot!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Doh!...numai de nesimţiţii ăia de colindători (<i style="">a se citi cerşetori obraznici)</i> care-şi înfig degetele din 10 în 10 minute în butonul soneriei uitând să şi le dezlipească de-acolo şi care, văzând că nu le răspunde nimeni, eventual mai trag şi câteva picioare în uşă, nu ştiu încă cum aş putea scăpa...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Colac peste pupăză, se pare că unul dintre vecinii mei a primit cadou de Crăciun o...bormaşină! Pe care-o tot testează de vreo oră, cu încrâncenare...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Că tot m-a făcut <a href="http://rapireadinserai.blogspot.com/2007/12/cest-festif-dis-donc.html">oareşcine</a> „odraslă de Grinch” mai deunăzi, aflaţi, oameni buni, că sărbătoarea Naşterii Domnului e ceva care se împărtăşeşte în şoaptă, în pace, cu umilinţă şi uimire, în casă, la gura sobei... nu cu ţimbale, tobe şi poleială în stradă!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Ori cu „afişaje electorale” de felul celor pe care şi le-au lipit pe uşi vecinii mei din drapta şi din stânga, de m-apucă frisoanele de oroare numai la gândul că trebuie să ies şi să dau cu ochii de ele...brrrrrrrr!!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO">Merry Christmas lume, <i style="">pre limba ta!<o:p></o:p></i></span></p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402600049478176866.post-53918925998584992452007-12-22T23:51:00.001+02:002007-12-22T23:55:36.371+02:00Nadir<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">raze reci se întind în larg peste<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">un ocean de vorbe împletite în valuri concentrice<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">care se agaţă de maluri stâncoase<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">şi se deşiră sub pale de vânt,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">încolţesc undeva, dincolo de orizontul zilei de azi care pâlpâie<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">far pentru rătăciţii timpurilor pierdute înntre creste de spumă...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">doar o singură rază arde<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">bezna care sfârâie împrejuru-i şi se preface <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">în fulgi...</p> <p class="MsoNormal">ca şi cum ar s-ar fi rătăcit<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR">dintr-o fâlfâire de aripi…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="RO"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Aquiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04804149834941033899noreply@blogger.com