This Sunday morning I wake up in a different way, solve a problem of mixing of the kitchen faucet, feel like the neighbors are doing, to prepare the assembly building of tomorrow, prepare a good speech in English when I will find myself in front of Mandela (Sooner or later) type "how it feels to be in the club Same peace with Obama?" Update on the health of a number of friends, make some jokes for the Christmas party, retrieve the collection of the cartoons of 2008 Calvin and Hobbes in the snow, delete any entry by Friendfeed, in short, to take care of my life.
But no shit, like any other day of this last piece of existence, something happens that he comes to straight leg in my life, disrupt the schedule, it gets everyone's attention. Forces me to lunch with colleagues, in line at the market, on public transport, not to mention radio, television and newspapers have to hear about his new flame, its outside, its a rude gesture, a trick his legal phenomenal, one of his jokes, his friendship very inconvenient, a business his bluff.
Even when nothing happens for everything I have to listen to a speech against, against a transmission, an article against, against a site.
I want my life, I want it as long as the government and no one was Fanfani if \u200b\u200bcagava.
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