Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Sansa Clip Headphones

AQCESO: ACCESS & SUSTAINABILITY

What would happen if we mix and stir in a pot, these two ideas?

That's how I present the new project I'm immersed, all started when a few months ago and thanks to a post I wrote on the blog, I received a call from a good friend that for years, is working in the field of people with disabilities, absolute equality of rights and full access to socio-professional level.

That call was the beginning of a beautiful project work to be continued by adding different professional world of architecture, psychology, environment, energy alternatives, tod @ s ... and a common goal: to achieve sustainable urban Accessibility .

These months have served to go to shape the idea, see what could be useful, what were our goals, what methodology we would use ... and in the end, it seems that everything it takes shape, we have created aQceso a SOCIO-ENVIRONMENTAL CONSULTANT that serves to modify and create new spaces more inclusive, accessible and sustainable .

What do my blogger @ s of this new professional concern?

Can it work?

we succeed in these turbulent times in which we are engaged improve making our cities more sustainable and accessible to everyone?

is a very exciting project and especially with a team of the most rewarding, we will add professionalism, different prisms to see the same reality and above all "work"

I will keep you

@ s and here when I leave the link to our website: aQceso

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Rubber Band Ligation Recovery

XXX degeneration

http://blogs.tn.com.ar/eldesagradable

25/04/1911


I am of the Generation XXX. I appeal to self-destruction to draw attention, tried to make me shit myself because that is rebellion and secure the system will change because I am an asshole who thinks.

I smoke a lot, and I like to smoke me out photos swinging the camera, because the fact that smoking causes cancer makes me play with death and my friends always applaud those things. I love things that make me shit . I also take, very much, because I'm afraid to talk to women, and I take with viagra because that fear prevents me from all types of erection and I fear that my friends know of my weaknesses. I love the fact complete shit, vomiting and unconscious 'm happier.

not interested in politics because I can not do anything for me. not I in politics. What put me in a world of corruption and theft, if my total disinterest and my ignorance not nobody uses. Politics is a crap . But these social networks now I love. Each time I have more friends, though each day is more alone and locked in my room typing, I'm lonelier than shit. Nor read the papers or see the news because I get depressed. For what I want more information than I'm getting all the time, stress and achievement just do not get me fill shit.

not read because I'm busy all day, I have no time to open a book. The writing I do not care. I just think to shorten as much as possible to have to strive as much as possible for all.'s Why I write for shit .

I believe in God, but not in the Church. That's something everyone says, and makes sense. The Church is a shit but are not sure why, I just need an easy answer for all things that I can ask but not a commitment. The world itself, I give a shit . As leftover crap and throw it into the ground. If all the city is dirty, filthy and full of poor people. I hate the poor, I hate to go out and steal. Why not look for a job? It makes me nervous. Some people are accustomed to keep it and so does not want to find something to do. I'll make my life if everyone does his total while the world goes to shit .

runaway I have an allergy to the effort, I have no desire to make a shit . I prefer to touch me. Generation XXX am because I like pornography . I love opening my lap-top in the living room when I have free time and masturbate, because that is the only activity that can have my brain. Boobs, vaginas, penetrations and ending with a beer to forget my problems. So I do not want to see anyone. I have no desire to watch the sky or go to the store if I can bring home purchases. I bring it all home, I do not want to move here. I want to be looking at porn. Why should I go out and see how it breaks down everything in the hands of people who cares. What I worry. If my generation is a shit. Nobody cares about anything. No one gives a shit .

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Dog Randomly Starts Heaving

IGNORANCE OF CHRISTIANITY



Being young is air, planets, spaces. Planning
on the cliffs within a skeleton of bones
green ... all mild, perpetual, incomprehensible. Being young is
agile legs, the look of summer in your eyes, always ready
sex.
The breath with the scent of mint.


Being young is an invisible shield that protects against the rigors of watches, finite
the scourge of seconds, minutes, hours, months ...
that one day soon, we will be or have been.
Being young is to collect, like a sweet waltz, the planting of the first drops of light
each new dawn and go paying
in the evenings
chest and precious unforeseen
float and another on the flesh, clawing just his smoothness,
just rusting seams, barely piercing
swollen soul in it.


Being young is an office of fakir who laughs rusty knitting needles
and flocks of black crows. Someone
elusive cemeteries
climbs the tallest towers look nothing
and necklaces made with barbed wire.


But every morning the exhausted
fakir will rise and the perforated bowel because of Collecting Monday, offices,
circles, squares of the statement of income
red, orgasms, notes, disappointments, Euribor ...
And dreams will dust
and hopes faded heart,
and only then, surrounded by the rusty autumn
the rubble and ruins of what once dreamed he would
the fakir will realize
definitely youth that he had been slipping away
of his hands, as if

sand or water.
With hardly any pain.


Greetings Jim.


Friday, May 13, 2011

Is 20mg Of Xanax Alot?

La Sirena