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Защо, защо, защо… а?

Ето. Пиша в блога. Агенти навсякъде, следят ме. Нека покажем малко активност и ние. Много съм търсен, не ме оставят за минута да си почина. Мързи ме. Днес не ми е ден. Може би, защото утре е 14 Февруари. Честито на всички влюбени (или загубени хя-хя-хя). Аз си нямам никой. Защо? Не знам.

Всъщност имам - имам си мен :).

Afterlife feat Cathy Battistessa - Speck of gold LYRICS

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZPB8zxSpB9c 

Hope is all that we have
With each birth, every tear
we have hope, we have hope

Speck of gold in your heart
Everyone, everyone
Speck of gold in your heart
Every sun, everyone

Speck of gold

Cold, cold ways, I won’t
Hold you heart to this light
One and all, one and all
Speck of gold

Speck of gold, that we just unfolded
Love your heart, love your heart
Speck of gold, everyone hold our sun
Wanna live

Speck of gold

Speck of dust on our sun
Shade our world, shade our world
Speck of dust on everyone
Save our sun, save our world

Speck of dust on our sun
Shade our world, shade our world
Speck of dust on everyone
Save our sun, save our world

Bluefish feat. Anita Kelsey - Been Too Long LYRICS

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sjt02W947tk 

I will wait for,
summer to arrive
cause that’s when,
you’ll come back to me,
come back to me,
I’ve been waiting so long.

Try to remember
what we discovered
when we were,
always together yeah
together yeah
and its been too long.
(x2)

Seeing you there in my mind
walking up to me
the sun is shining on the sea
I can feel your eyes
they are burning right through me.
(x4)

Burning right through me.
(x3)

Здрасти, Смолян!

Не ми се ходи в Смолян. Ама пак ще има голямото мрънкане. В Смолян затъпявам. Няма поле за изява. Няма къде да излезнеш, дискотеки барове, работа няма, нищо няма. Само в общежитията е купона, ама тая година май няма да мога да запиша и ще ме изгонят, т.е. няма какво да правя вече там.

Мизерията е пълна.

The Modern Man by George Carlin

Наскоро попаднах на него. Адски добро ;)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=4anA3Lv_rec

I’m a modern man
a man for the millenium;
digital and smoke free;

A diversified, multi-cultural,
post-modern deconstructionist;
politically, anatomically and ecologically incorrect.

I’ve been uplinked and downloaded,
I’ve been inputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing,
I know the downside of upgrading.

I’m a high-tech low-life.
A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art,
bi-coastal multi-tasker,
and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.

I’m new-wave, but I’m old-school;
and my inner child is outward-bound.

I’m a hot-wired, heat seeking,
warm-hearted cool customer;
voice-activated and bio-degradable.

I interface with my database;
my database is in cyberspace;
so I’m interactive, I’m hyperactive,
and from time to time I’m radioactive.

Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve,
ridin’ the wave, dodgin’ the bullet,
pushin’ the envelope.

I’m on point, on task, on message,
and off drugs.

I’ve got no need for coke and speed;
I’ve got no urge to binge and purge.

I’m in the moment, on the edge,
over the top, but under the radar.

A high-concept, low-profile,
medium-range ballistic missionary.

A street-wise smart bomb.
A top-gun bottom-feeder.

I wear power ties, I tell power lies,
I take power naps, I run victory laps.

I’m a totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk
rainmaker with a pro-active outreach.

A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic;
out of rehab and in denial.

I’ve got a personal trainer,
a personal shopper,
a personal assistant,
and a personal agenda.

You can’t shut me up;
you can’t dumb me down.

‘Cause I’m tireless, and I’m wireless.
I’m an alpha-male on beta-blockers.

I’m a non-believer,
I’m an over-achiever;
Laid-back and fashion-forward.
Up-front, down-home;
low-rent, high-maintenance.
super-sized, long lasting,
high-definition, fast-acting,
over-ready and built to last.

I’m a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case;
prematurely post-traumatic,
and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail.

But I’m feeling, I’m caring,
I’m healing, I’m sharing.
A supportive, bonding, nurturing
primary-care giver.

My output is down, but my income is up.
I take a short position on the long bond,
and my revenue stream has its own cash flow.

I read junk mail, I eat junk food,
I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports.

I’m gender-specific, captial-intensive,
user-friendly and lactose-intolerant.

I like rough sex; I like tough love.
I use the f-word in my e-mail.
And the software on my hard drive
is hardcore - no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini-mall.
I bought a mini-van at a mega-store.
I eat fast food in the slow lane.

I’m toll free, bite-size, ready-to-wear,
and I come in all sizes.

A fully equipped, factory-authorized,
hospital-tested, clinically-proven,
scientifically formulated medical miralce.

I’ve been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated,
pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged,
post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped
and vacuum-packed.

and … I have unlimited broadband capacity.

I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked and ready to rock;
rough, tough, and hard to bluff.

I take it slow, I go with the flow;
I ride with the tide, I’ve got glide in my stride.

Drivin’ and movin’, sailin’ and spinnin’;
jivin’ and groovin’, wailin’ and winnin’.

I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose.
I keep the petal to the metal
and the rubber on the road.
I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunch time.

I’m hangin’ in, there ain’t no doubt;
and I’m hangin’ tough.
Over and out.

www.зле.com

Що така бе, Миме?

Не съм спал от 2 дни, ето отново е 9 сутринта, а аз лежа и не спя. Трябва да лягам, а съм гладен и ще ходя до магазина да си зема малко храна пък после ще го мислим. Тежък е живота на кодера. Ще се наложи да се търси по-високоплатена работа, че да може да се храня стабилно и да остават пари за сметките в края на месеца ;)

Без теб

Без теб
си тръгвам в този миг.
Самотен,
по улиците скитам
без цел, без посока.
Вървя където ме водят очите,
а трябваше да остана, където остана сърцето ми.

… и не знам кога ще спра …

Облаци

Имам си един облак.

И той си е мой… завинаги…

Редакция в 06:00 04.03.2007 - Господи, как може да я обичам толкова много?

Terry Grant - I’ll Kill You LYRICS

I’ve found love, brought it here to stay,
no place left to go.
I’ll keep it, safely locked away,
where no-one will know.

I’ll nurture it, with tenderness,
so quickly it will grow.
I’ll need it soon, no time to spare,
I’ll never let it go.

I’ve been here, waiting in the dark,
some call this hell.
(Her) story, far to sad to say,
No tear could tell.

I’ve been alone, for too long,
To be burned by this now.
If i can keep, you here with me,
I will live somehow.

I’ll (tell) you, when you run away,
I’ll save you.
I’ll break you, when you fall away,
I’ll kill you.

I’ll (tell) you, when you run away,
I’ll save you.
I’ll break you, when you fall away,
I’ll kill you.

I’ll (tell) you, when you run away,
I’ll save you.
I’ll break you, when you fall away,
I’ll kill you.

(male vocal)
I love you.
Do you love me too?

Няколко линка

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5473066589660060924
WOW VS Guild Wars Fun Movie

http://www.birata.com/
Сайт за заведенията в България

http://www.maxima.bg/bg/library/fantasy/raiat/main.htm
Майк Резник - Раят. Една от любимите ми книги

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KeVwBJpRl4g
Beatbox клипче.

http://photo-forum.net/joro/
Снимки с едни от най-прекрасните места в България.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHqfJUzdjKo
La Corona Magica - Магическата корона. Любимо детско филмче.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6D9p-wmtIJc
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Theme

http://www.yourdailymedia.com/media/1152867895/No_Light_At_The_End_Of_The_Tunnel
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