Some news in this Monday, May 26 .
Today, it's been a week since the year-end briefing was given: "The Chouffe .
"Famous" (...) Belgian beer, ranked in the top 10 in the world, exported world but to the totally redneck image. It is therefore necessary for us, nice little first graders, improve the image of Chouffe using a 30 second TV spot and two new labels. Second idea to propose this afternoon so, hoping that I would go ahead (because otherwise I'm slightly in the shit)
(and pray for me tomorrow morning, I probably would have my "oral" drawing )
But in less than a month, everything is finished. (That's when lots of useless stuff punctuate my days coding a real nice blog, getting back to the site, go to Balmoral, eating brownies and 'play' at WiiFit and Broken Sword, do not miss Everybody wants to take his place, buy a Mac, kill neighbor 4th/5th or 6th, catch up with my lack of culture ...)
Speaking of things that eventually, my VIP account expires in 3 days. Probably the ideal opportunity to give way to paranoid. While this site (so cool and exciting at the base) fills me more and more, the few times I bother to go see what is propaganda in the DMZ, I come across "Amy Kikoo i like serious Winehouse, go listen to it and drops com "," Hi I found a cool artist too, his name is Goya and Peru. (Okay, okay, I exaggerate a little. But at least I removed spelling errors and I'll spare you the aftershocks are even more stupid.)
The evolution of all this is still scary. And it can only get worse (unless they remove all those whose first id is greater than 50,000)
(But anyway, it's still funny and interesting to see how everything breaks her mouth ... )
Otherwise, I think I am becoming increasingly paranoid. In the truest sense, this time.
Fear of the outside world, but not at the point of not daring to leave my house. More afraid for my family for me, actually. Not that I'm agoraphobic (Since the crowd has a reassuring side) but fear of falling on the wrong person in the crowd. (It's really dumb.) Fear of losing a loved one and feel helpless.
Tomorrow, I stop television news clips and Justice.
short, he should go work some more before going to throw myself into the lion's den.
you later.
(Note the video change right there. It is no longer Lionel but a few seconds at the edge of orgasm.)
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