Thursday, October 29, 2009

Dr Suess Birthday Invites

Tribune @ 2009-10-29T20: 41:00

maybe I write not the only reason for time messages anymore because I put my thoughts will not.


I've just snapped out of context a sentence. "It's like infinite and infinitely small"

about I just thought about it. infinite. that's hard to imagine, and therefore fascinating.
infinitely small. wants to open up to me even less.

I wonder if all thought so at first. that something snaps. it is interpreted and analyzed. and finally comes out somewhere else, like there is written my introductory paragraph.
that resulted only because I asked if I thought a think about the entry or should.
I had almost collected enough motivation, but then when I read fall into my desk chair and was overwhelmed by a crippling pain.
and yet I'm here now.
strange.
but now I go again.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Names For Property Maintainance Companies



I enter the bakery. There are only two customers in front of me, and they seem to belong together. I quickly feel into me, that is me today, the meaning. The chocolate croissants instantly awaken my interest. But that's not enough. Perhaps a poppy to this? None in sight. Better to normal. At that moment the baker's assistant comes in with a tray of fresh bread as he wanted to support my decision.
Operation is still busy, so I wait, and meanwhile take the croissants inspected.
Although the word is in Kross croissant, I do not think this should make it a model.
She loves to have me, if the crust has been little brown, and they are still quite soft and tender. Most also look just as I would like them, except one. Its crust is clear brown. It is precisely to Top furthest away from me. Meanwhile, the customers are still einfrig involved in a conversation with the waitress. I estimate the chances that I catch one of the croissants. Then a second operation. It speaks to me, what I would have liked. I tell her. I will not mention it my prejudice against this one croissant. Internally, however, I implore them, even to reach for another.
She grabs a sandwich in a bag. In a second she then places a croissant. It was too fast, I was wrong and could not see what it was.
I move to the side, let my eyes wander over the baked goods, looking for the enemy. But he is gone.
I pay, thank you, and leave the bakery.