He fell to the snow last weekend in Montreal.
Not just a little bit but a lot of snow, lots of snow even.
So to celebrate that, we went to ... DST.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Do Aussie Men Playing Sportwear Jockstraps
DST
He fell to the snow last weekend in Montreal.
Not just a little bit but a lot of snow, lots of snow even.
So to celebrate that, we went to ... DST.
He fell to the snow last weekend in Montreal.
Not just a little bit but a lot of snow, lots of snow even.
So to celebrate that, we went to ... DST.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Where Would I Get A Clip-on Lip Ring
Nighter
Today I was determined as yesterday and before yesterday, and before the day before yesterday (well you get the idea, I stop there) to cry against the winter, sulking under my duvet and hibernate.
But finally, an invitation, impromptu but still very nice to drink coffee and do a puzzle and baby daddy frog cok 'inel, pulled me out of bed. So tonight I
relatively fishing, so I wanted a little culturer children (Loustik, 9 years now, and her boyfriend). And we were
:
- test our scientific knowledge (and lose a pair of mittens) to science center,
- we walk on the docks of the old port illuminated and sound systems.
- listen to stories in the underground ruins of Old Montreal.
- to Montreal's old port by nignt Mc Gill by foot on walk (it was even a co-trots *)
- waltz in 1872, assists with super-complicated, at a masked ball .
- take a carriage ride.
- take a short course on the geology of Mount Royal : strata, magma, erosion ...
- listen (in English, translated by a student like my father, ie 10 minutes of explanations, summary translation 3 seconds) the entire history of the Redpath Museum (thin here I remember what year the trees have been planted, yet she said)
- visit the same museum Redpath in the light of a flashlight. It's a funny concept (if not practice) of visiting a museum in the dark. Fortunately, the boyfriend of his lamp had Loustik pig snout it a bit when it illuminates, is not discrete but it made the case for watching the mummies and the search giant sloth skeleton (which was not found) .
- take 3 different buses, which run all the wrong way to go, but hey we filed the last to walk home. All
between 18h pm and 2:47 am. Ben
children have found a way to be tired at the end, it no longer holds the road brats today. I swear.
* Wink at Me Spellstutter Sprite 
Today I was determined as yesterday and before yesterday, and before the day before yesterday (well you get the idea, I stop there) to cry against the winter, sulking under my duvet and hibernate.
But finally, an invitation, impromptu but still very nice to drink coffee and do a puzzle and baby daddy frog cok 'inel, pulled me out of bed. So tonight I
relatively fishing, so I wanted a little culturer children (Loustik, 9 years now, and her boyfriend). And we were
:
- test our scientific knowledge (and lose a pair of mittens) to science center,
- we walk on the docks of the old port illuminated and sound systems.
- listen to stories in the underground ruins of Old Montreal.
- to Montreal's old port by nignt Mc Gill by foot on walk (it was even a co-trots *)
- waltz in 1872, assists with super-complicated, at a masked ball .
- take a carriage ride.
- take a short course on the geology of Mount Royal : strata, magma, erosion ...
- listen (in English, translated by a student like my father, ie 10 minutes of explanations, summary translation 3 seconds) the entire history of the Redpath Museum (thin here I remember what year the trees have been planted, yet she said)
- visit the same museum Redpath in the light of a flashlight. It's a funny concept (if not practice) of visiting a museum in the dark. Fortunately, the boyfriend of his lamp had Loustik pig snout it a bit when it illuminates, is not discrete but it made the case for watching the mummies and the search giant sloth skeleton (which was not found) .
- take 3 different buses, which run all the wrong way to go, but hey we filed the last to walk home. All
between 18h pm and 2:47 am. Ben
children have found a way to be tired at the end, it no longer holds the road brats today. I swear.
* Wink at Me Spellstutter Sprite
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Dog Sores Throat Lips
the key under the door
I was 21 years old when my grandfather took me to dance the lambada in a small corner of paradise in the heart of the Amazon. Saut Athanase. After 3 hours of boat in the pouring rain, Papi, 85, drowned hearing aids, drinking his ti-punch in the grand reception hut "(sic).
I returned. The first canoe-stop, three day journey to find both lit close to each other for a cigarette. I stayed ... several months. There was a clock that turned crooked. Of always sad too stupid and secondly, although more numerous, too nice. I have almost conquered my fear or guinea fowl and other fowl. I pampered. I walked for hours in water. I heard stories of gold miners, caimans and American dead. I saw snakes. I cut onions. I met the sellers of dry dog food and batteries of pans. I chased butterflies and ran after the goats. I searched for gold dust and I am bathed in a tub of pub-Thaiti douche.J have done endless card parties. I learned three words of Portuguese and English 4 which I immediately forgot. I nap in hammocks not very clear. I ate of the flashlight. I picked peppers. I have found especially true amis.Puis I returned again to meet ... the father of Loustick.
So with a little nostalgia today as a page is turned, I read this:
comment Loustik (totally in the first degree) bin wanting more that the thieves found the key under the door. 
I was 21 years old when my grandfather took me to dance the lambada in a small corner of paradise in the heart of the Amazon. Saut Athanase. After 3 hours of boat in the pouring rain, Papi, 85, drowned hearing aids, drinking his ti-punch in the grand reception hut "(sic).
I returned. The first canoe-stop, three day journey to find both lit close to each other for a cigarette. I stayed ... several months. There was a clock that turned crooked. Of always sad too stupid and secondly, although more numerous, too nice. I have almost conquered my fear or guinea fowl and other fowl. I pampered. I walked for hours in water. I heard stories of gold miners, caimans and American dead. I saw snakes. I cut onions. I met the sellers of dry dog food and batteries of pans. I chased butterflies and ran after the goats. I searched for gold dust and I am bathed in a tub of pub-Thaiti douche.J have done endless card parties. I learned three words of Portuguese and English 4 which I immediately forgot. I nap in hammocks not very clear. I ate of the flashlight. I picked peppers. I have found especially true amis.Puis I returned again to meet ... the father of Loustick.
So with a little nostalgia today as a page is turned, I read this:
comment Loustik (totally in the first degree) bin wanting more that the thieves found the key under the door.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
What Is Office Equipment. Why Is It Important.
January 1, 2008
If I wrote just today, January 1 ...
It might be a good resolution, a resolution earlier this year that never takes forever. I could even lie and tell "in 2008 ... I blog every day and I'd sport."
That could be good for you my best wishes.
then I wish you time to dream, time to laugh, time to love, time to read, time to watch the stars, time to share laughter, time to sort your photos, time for write, time to play, time to make sand castles or Spain, time to forget what needs to be forgotten, time to settle, time to meet, time to travel, the time to explore, time to dance ... perhaps even that 2008 would not so I wish you the same thing and more for 2009, 2010 ... 2034 ....
Anyway ... I'd like but it is already 02, is not it? 
If I wrote just today, January 1 ...
It might be a good resolution, a resolution earlier this year that never takes forever. I could even lie and tell "in 2008 ... I blog every day and I'd sport."
That could be good for you my best wishes.
then I wish you time to dream, time to laugh, time to love, time to read, time to watch the stars, time to share laughter, time to sort your photos, time for write, time to play, time to make sand castles or Spain, time to forget what needs to be forgotten, time to settle, time to meet, time to travel, the time to explore, time to dance ... perhaps even that 2008 would not so I wish you the same thing and more for 2009, 2010 ... 2034 ....
Anyway ... I'd like but it is already 02, is not it?
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