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Si eu intru asa, pe o straduta din spatele blocului, noaptea. Alternativa ar fi sa ocolesc multisor, si straduta respectiva e foarte putin circulata noaptea. Daca totusi vad pe cineva de la distanta, nu conteaza ca am loc, trag frumusel pe dreapta pana trece.

Astazi, in timpul lungilor perioadelor de stationare de pe A1 (aproape o ora jumatate, adica mai mult s-a stat decat s-a mers), am avut timp din belsug sa-mi observ vecinul din fata. Era un Lacetti albastru, frumos foc. Ce m-a deranjat vizual (si m-a mahnit totodata) au fost sacii de plastic de pe scaunele din spate. Comportament loganistic, zau asa. Urat, foarte urat. Lacetti-ul avea suporti de numere de la Rucom Craiova, deci presupun ca de la ei provine scaparea. Parerea mea e ca n-ar trebui sa predea masina asa. Eu stiu ca Di-bas-ul mi-a "pregatit" masina; nu mai aveam nici o punga in ea si chiar mi-au spus ca ei fac asta intotdeauna.

Sincer, eu n-am patit asta niciodata. In general n-am avut probleme, si merg destul. Singurele sicane mai apar cand ii iau pe unii la semafor .

Am observat si eu doua schimbari majore in atitudinea soferilor bucurestenii - prima dupa ce mi-am dat jos lamaile (am scapat de majoritatea claxonelor si a fost de-a dreptul relaxant), a doua dupa ce am trecut de la numerele de AG la cele de B (am scapat de toate).

Deci da, e de inteles.

Mi se pare tare ciudata faza cu minibarul. La vecinii si prietenii nostri bulgari am avut un minibar super dotat, fara nici o cheie sau garantie. Alaturi era o mica mapa ce continea o foaie cu toate tipurile de bauturi (plus ciocolate, alune, napolitane) din minibar, impreuna cu preturile lor. Cand veneau pentru curatenie dimineata faceau refill cu ce se consumase si treceau pe foaie cantitatile. Cand am plecat am dus foaia si le-am spus ca era trecut tot - nu s-a dus nimeni sa controleze daca mai luasem ceva intre timp.

Eu sper ca v-am indulcit . Dar de departe atractia serii a fost test-drive-ul cu Fiatul Xennei . Se conduce mult mai usor decat credeam; emotii am avut totusi cand am dat cu spatele pentru ca n-aveam luneta. Noroc cu oglinzile super-panoramice!!!

Atunci ma voi stradui

Ti-am gasit-o. Ti-o fac cadou . Poate vii si tu pe la vreo intalnire in Bucuresti.

Bine, bine, la urmatoarea intalnire nu uit de prajituri Si zii si tu ca barcile alea sunt chiar la propriu, nu la figurat

Da, primul care chiar ghiceste . Auzi, cica m-as marita, de unde ideile astea repede? Pai casatoria se serbeaza direct la nunta

Vedeti, v-am zis eu ca avem ce sarbatori

De cateva zile, in parcarea firmei a aparut un Tico albastru cu autocolant - numar B 01 NXL. Deci am un nou coleg din club. Care esti?

Asta pentru ca fetele de obicei vin, fara anunt prealabil. Eu am acum alt motiv insa

Ia explica tu Ileana joia asta totusi

Nici asta nu mai e criteriu; uneori se face schimb de locuri si se exteriorizeaza fiecare cum nu te-ai astepta

Nu, de la prea multa munca ies aberatii. Acum sa fim seriosi - viata e o criza continua. Ca e criza pubertatii, adolescentei , tineretei, varstei a 2-a , 3-a, n-spea, tot timpul esti intr-o oarecare criza, presarata cu perioade de acalmie pentru refacerea fortelor. Si factori sunt destui - ca esti singur, ca n-ai viata pe care ti-o doresti, ca n-ai BMW sau palat, ca nu poti sa vezi Hawaii-ul cand ti-ai dori, ca ti s-a luat de nevasta sau mai stiu eu ce. Viata nu este lina, tocmai de-aia e asa interesanta. E ca un film pe care trebuie sa-l vezi pana la final; nu ai nici o idee de deznodamant.

Si prea multa munca.

E bine sa fii optimist - criza e continua, doar fatetele sunt diferite

Eu tocmai trec prin criza de pre-concediu...si-mi tot vine sa ma duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuc

Daca ma maritam nu sarbatoream inainte . Si oricum n-ati fi aflat voi. Bine, nu veniti atunci, mai bine

Si pentru ca unii dintre noi au ceva de sarbatorit saptamana asta...ia sa vedem, cine vine?

Demisie demna

Uite o varianta in engleza - pentru cei cu rabdare. Embarrassing moments A competition was recently held to find out the most embarrassing moments in people's lives. The following are the final three winners: Third Place: It was the day before my eighteenth birthday. I was living at home, but my parents had gone out for the evening, so I invited my girlfriend over for a romantic night alone. As we lay in bed after making love, we heard the telephone ringing downstairs. I suggested to my girlfriend that I give her a piggy-back ride to the phone. Since we didn't want to miss the call, we didn't have time to get dressed. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, the lights suddenly came on and a whole crowd of people yelled "SURPRISE!" My entire family, aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins and all of my friends were standing there. My girlfriend and I were frozen to the spot in a state of shock and embarrassment for what seemed like an eternity. Since then, no-one in my family has planned a surprise birthday party again. Second Place: While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and started to run amuck. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she didn't start behaving herself right now, she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee(dick) last night!". The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing that I heard as the door closed behind me was the scream of laughter. And the Winner Is ... This one actually happened at Harvard University in October last year. In a biology class, the professor was discussing the high glucose levels found in semen. A young female (freshman), raised her hand and asked, "If I understand what you are saying, there is a lot of glucose in male semen, as in sugar?" "That's correct," responded the professor, going on to add much statistical data. Raising her hand again, the sweet young thing asked, "Then why doesn't it taste sweet?" After a stunned silence, the whole class burst out laughing, the poor girl turned bright red and as she realized exactly what she had inadvertently said (or rather implied),she picked up her books without a word and walked out of the class, and never returned. However, as she was going out of the door, the professor's reply was a classic. Totally straight-faced, he answered her question, "It doesn't taste sweet because the taste-buds for sweetness are on the tip of your tongue and not in the back of your throat!

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