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Jan. 1st, 2012 @ 01:02 am
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DO NOT DISTURB MY MONKEY SLEEP!
FRIENDS ONLY |
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Nov. 18th, 2009 @ 11:05 am
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Wednesday, July 15th, 2009
7:49 pm - moto
Наконец добрался до мотоцикла и начал его понемножку чинить. А то все работа-работа, а на выходных меня тут нет. Всего за каких-то пол-часа поменял разбитый поворотник. Из них каких-то 5 минут менял поворотник, и каких-то 25 минут выуживал из недр мотоцикла упавшую туда гайку. Выудил. Перемазался как... как... как автомеханик. И что я мотоциклом делаю, что он у меня внутри такой грязный?
Теперь бы еще как-нибудь совместить свое свободное время и время когда мастерская открыта чтобы рукоятки выровнять/поменять... А то уже кататься охота, а лето проходит...
via: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) goga
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16 Ибо так возлюбил Бог мир, что отдал Сына Своего Единородного, дабы всякий верующий в Него, не погиб, но имел жизнь вечную.
17 Ибо не послал Бог Сына Своего в мир, чтобы судить мир, но чтобы мир спасен был чрез Него.
18 Верующий в Него не судится, а неверующий уже осужден, потому что не уверовал во имя Единородного Сына Божия.
19 Суд же состоит в том, что свет пришел в мир; но люди более возлюбили тьму, нежели свет, потому что дела их были злы;
20 ибо всякий, делающий злое, ненавидит свет и не идет к свету, чтобы не обличились дела его, потому что они злы,
21 а поступающий по правде идет к свету, дабы явны были дела его, потому что они в Боге соделаны.Current Music: Growling Mad Scientists: La Raga |
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Oct. 31st, 2009 @ 01:06 pm
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poured out the fish soup in the toilet, carp older then five days, i tried to reheat it for lunch. it was in my fridge over a week in a little stainless steel bowl, meat and everything. didn't taste bad, but i didn't quit feel like a fish in the sea to eat another fish. usually i am in the garden as a vegetable blooming in the sun, or at a pasture as a cow who chews on grass all day long.
Oct. 20th, 2009 @ 01:43 pm
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Tupshin Harper, a fellow journalist, Virgo and currently Director of Engineering and Operations at LiveJournal in San Fransisco, wrote a "test" me e-mail to my Inbox. I am so suspicious to why..
Is my live or behaivor harmful or hurtful to anyone I know or don't? Is there something you guys are not telling me or someone I don't know, I cherish every friend and love all you guys..and everyone is equally important. I am just a lonely net.artist, and human being with feelings just like you. Tell me, Mr.Harper, why am I being your "test" subject?
Oct. 17th, 2009 @ 03:06 pm
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May 24, 1980
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages,
carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters,
lived by the sea, flashed aces in an oasis,
dined with the-devil-knows-whom, in tails, on truffles.
From the height of a glacier I beheld half a world, the earthly
width. Twice have drowned, thrice let knives rake my nitty-gritty.
Quit the country the bore and nursed me.
Those who forgot me would make a city.
I have waded the steppes that saw yelling Huns in saddles,
worn the clothes nowadays back in fashion in every quarter,
planted rye, tarred the roofs of pigsties and stables,
guzzled everything save dry water.
I've admitted the sentries' third eye into my wet and foul
dreams. Munched the bread of exile; it's stale and warty.
Granted my lungs all sounds except the howl;
switched to a whisper. Now I am forty.
What should I say about my life? That it's long and abhors transparence.
Broken eggs make me grieve; the omelette, though, makes me vomit.
Yet until brown clay has been rammed down my larynx,
only gratitude will be gushing from it.
1980
Sep. 16th, 2009 @ 02:11 pm
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Daily Expense Account, Day 1 (Cont.)
1 small coffee regular flavor, milk, sugar -1.39
1 black & mild little cigar -1.25
1 black & mild little cigar from last week -1.25
Total: -3.89$
Sep. 16th, 2009 @ 09:14 am
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Daily Expense Account, Day 1
small coffee brazillian flavor, cream, sugar - 1.19
large coffee dark mountain roast & heavenily blend - cream, sugar - 1.49
4 swisher sweet little cigars - 1.58 each w/tax - 6.32
Total - 9.00$
Sep. 16th, 2009 @ 05:29 am
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Pictures from the festival:
( tripping )
Jul. 16th, 2009 @ 01:59 pm
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dreamy storytelling surreal and lyrical and yet an escape into the simple and with a touch of grotesque humor, they weave into the landscape of a mind so much unlike any journalism. creations from a wonderland somewhat folk, somewhat urbane, always theatrical with no pretense, sometimes a sketch, sometimes told by a fairy, well whom is behind my dad . maybe it's privacy at stake in an ever growing unity enforced through one journal or the next. nothing of this here - a free spirit at last, although a riddle at times, a growing readership never does wrong. :) open a page, and be surrounded in a magic flower shop one stands. birds chirp, butterflies flutter, get the picture. and the characters parade around in a variety of human folly. laugh or cry, this is one add of a journal.
Jun. 27th, 2009 @ 06:07 pm
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Jun. 15th, 2009 @ 10:12 pm
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A priest, a rabbi and a minister walk into a bar. They start drinking, complaining loudly about the weather. Soon, an iman from a nearby mosque joins them, having just completed Friday's services. "Where you been?" they ask him. "I've been praying for weather like this," he says. The bartender throws all four of them out.
stolen from my facebook
Jun. 14th, 2009 @ 02:59 am
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Jun. 8th, 2009 @ 04:39 am
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Jun. 6th, 2009 @ 09:46 pm
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nikomu cegodnya nehocetsa zvonit' ili dazhe pisat' zdes' osobeno kogda v bashke takoi nervni tuman. yoga class utrom, obed' u mamashi v polden, bank i oblom - perevoda eco net.. kupil ne tu marku cigaret, vstreca na vecer s etim pacanom kotorogo ya ne mogu terpet' i kotori zvonit kazhdie pyat' minut uznat' ne pomenyalsya li plan,
i voobce custvuu zdes' tosku, i necego otvetit' valeku v moskve, plus perepadki v pogode, neponyatnaya vlazhnost v vozduhe, den' rozhden'ya stasa segodnya na kotoroe ne poidu, i dazhe ne pozvan'u pozdravit'.
Jun. 3rd, 2009 @ 05:37 pm
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relaxed