Sorry, my itención writing this blog, is that it was a place to collect my ideas and thoughts, not my life or my "frikadas" because I consider it to be intimate unveiling not offer me any "frikadas" in return, but given that I have only two readers (excellent readers, but does not leave many comments) and some sporadic, and not take it anymore, if I'm going to drop and I will put a lot of videos from youtube: TODAY SWEENEY TODD PREMIERE!, desgraciadametne in USA, we have to wait until 15 February. By the way, there have told me they're going to fold, songs included, which has already caused my anger and final proposition of going to the movies in VO (yes, those who go once a year and a half) to be poscute when they have to be disfigured (c'mon, c'mon ... that ... that smoked Ghost), and the music of Sondheim noe s very melodic, do not leave humming a song Memory style, nor effective, it is .. . hear him ... is simply glorious, and the script is ... simply too glorious ... and Tim Burton .. "Pa" to repeat ourselves, but you know, now, the only thing I'll miss is the music of Danny Elfman ... but everything can not be in this life.
course I think the movie is aimed at two audiences: the Tim Burton fans, and fans of musicals and Sondheim in particular, and more particularly the latter, however, when given the two cases ... ufff ... whatever happens, on edge because the premiere
Friday, December 21, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Poptropica. Games.com The wet spot.
antos trees on its banks! Maybe it's Amazon. Listen, Mommy, how the monkeys screech and scream how the birds.
She looked at me aghast:
- But is that you're sleeping with open eyes, my treasure? Oh, my God, this child is not properly his head, Juan Luis.
But my father shook his between doubtful and smiling, posing and answering my crown of braids on his broad protective hand:
"Do not worry, Isabel. It has a lot of imagination, that's all.
And I kept seeing on the wall stained by moisture in winter, as my imagination wanted: elves and roses, rivers and black worlds and skies. One afternoon, however, I found
- But is that you're sleeping with open eyes, my treasure? Oh, my God, this child is not properly his head, Juan Luis.
But my father shook his between doubtful and smiling, posing and answering my crown of braids on his broad protective hand:
"Do not worry, Isabel. It has a lot of imagination, that's all.
And I kept seeing on the wall stained by moisture in winter, as my imagination wanted: elves and roses, rivers and black worlds and skies. One afternoon, however, I found
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