who lives out in the nonexistence cat hyacinth.
(photo from the "Archive U")
petty dishonesty on the part of people completely unknown to me, and this surge to the front when it comes to self-development:
first Not only that, I learned Finally, what is a blog (as I felt increasingly deviates from the present), it still wore his own;
second Finally, I learned to draw patterns crochet patterns;
third I regained my sense of humor, stuck with me ever since. Recently, however, it was covered with a thick layer of dust (which also prevailed mites, and in some places it has even started to overgrow with moss and even the company's Rainbow vacuum cleaner did not help);
4th I discovered in the next "półtalent - półtalent literature. That - judging by my relation to the essay Polish language school - I did not expect after you all. Suddenly he began writing make me happy;
5th Head explode me ideas for further posts. (The first time in a long time, that's what blows my head is not called: glaucoma, migraine, hypertension or even halny. It's "Ideas for ......"
6.Posty, and not just posts. Finally son managed to explain to me what are affiliate programs (tried to do this for a long time) and how you can make money from home.
7th Perhaps I'll bet own an internet forum. Forum for "Older women with nets." Here, however, would have to reach out to Mrs. SCORPION and ask for permission. After all, she first paid homage to the representative type most women of my generation.
Lord!
Our alphabet has 24 letters up. Remember how he cared to Christmas traditions disappearing. Cases where oklapnę again for a long time (or become depressed, if you will) to on my way there is another Mrs. Letter. I will not have anything against it, when for a change, it will be you. Noooo
dooobrze already. You knew everything you know, again I wanted to be greedy. Marek, a few letters already. These do not need to repeat it.
When someone asks me in the near future, where they get ideas for their works, both literary and crochet, you probably guessed every answer. But I think that nobody came up with a fully correct answer.
Because yes, some of the ideas actually owe a big collision with the successive letters of the alphabet. Most ideas come to me but me alone. He comes to me at night when I sleep. When I sleep, and my plunged into a deep sleep on the head rests pillow filled with buckwheat husks. You want women to go in my footsteps? Nothing could be simpler. Just buy a pillow. (Here a link to the appropriate page.)
What was supposed to be "the answer to ...", so I decided to convert the above to" Introduction to ...".
Introduction to "Memoirs bloggerki novice." Memoir addressed to the "older women with nets. While we live let us not be. But life is beautiful. As with the rest can not be happy with him having such a cat like mine?
Well ..... admit. Again I wanted to pass from the truth. This cat is no longer the most beautiful of all worlds. Currently resides in the non-existence. Now I have a cat, but there is so photogenic and definitely lacking in the men's self-confidence. What can indeed talk about confidence, worse, that's cat depression.
inclined to winter depression Agatka cat.
(photo from the "Archive U")
bloggerskiej in their activities firmly decided:
FIRST - No, but it would never delete a no comment on my page;
SECOND - I will not spoiled my (or rather the family) photo watermarking. Does anyone, after reading the above dare you to copy them without my permission? But if the thief (after all, generally have neither the time) did not want to read, and dare to copy it, and so the sum sumarum , come to me on health (mental).
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