But because I do not look for a job ...?
Good. Fine.
I have writer's block. At the first post
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'm playing well, eh?, Loaded like a spring (the arm raised to heaven as Wonder Woman, a cone of light shining lights me from above, "... To infinity and beyond! " ): big ideas in mind, the Swiss organization, the vague idea LJ a wonderfully structured, Wilde's wittiest, most entertaining of Littizzetto, more informed the editorial staff of Panorama.
Visited by hundreds of people.
Indeed, quod erat demonstrandum , I find myself staring at the monitor look foolish, empty-headed as an armpit-shaved, the mouse in the air, his mouth half open in the typical expression of idiotic (and yes, be clear, the face that makes Pecoraro Scanio-when it comes to international politics), and then, ultimately, I do not know what the hell to write !
But why, santoddio, because I board in such things?
because I always think that the Internet feel the absence of my literary genius. Ha-ha. Sure.
My presumption has no limits: people like me should be banned from the Net, I'm sure I will here only for damage. Over the next few days I
strizzerò properly the menin - the mater, and I will bring out something decent, next time.
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