Saturday 1 October
The world knits his tragedies and media pecking.
The Estonia ferry takes over the fatal day open . Tens of thousands of tons of water rushing into the welcoming speaker. In less than five minutes, overloading causes hundreds of passengers by 90 meters deep frozen. A mass of aquatic Swedish people instinctively I like. My anonymity does not prevent me to join with the grief of all the relatives and friends of the drowned.
Haiti, far from idyllic nonsense, honors the tradition of placing power in the blood. The angelic GIs can do nothing. The mix of U.S. interventionism in the struggle of pro-and anti-Aristide reveals a halo devilishly cornea.
Note an interview with Jean-Jacques P. Valenciennes. This teacher works with the Cultural Services of the town hall and gave me a bit more than before. His mentor is none other than the cataclysmic Leon Bloy, including his Exegesis of platitudes and The Hi by Jews. [...]
In his office high ceiling and mess pronounced, I said his antipathy for the primary disheveled Borloo, which I think few hours later, accompanied by the prefect. In a certain intelligence, the deputy mayor offends grumpy P. by its methods of seizing power by dubious sources and its manna. It earns me about the man who had been charged by the lawyer's business recruiting in the future the city council. One directive: "Find me all bitter, careerists, bitters, those who have a revenge to take." The ambassador made the task without complaint, but dismissed any responsibility in the distribution of susucres . The passion of the guy is tinged with hatred understandable, up to incorporate a combination of anti-Borloo. Flop follows. No need to be a fine analyst of the human soul to detect a possible share of slander in remarks reported. Another questionable area
among the chosen: the origin of funds millionaires here and there that feed their ambitions. Some journalists in the right circles famous press, advance the mischief of laundering drug money. Almost a classic political-mafia. Nothing is publicly denounced by fear of physical reprisals. Between the phantasmagoria of piss-copy envious interlopers and frames of a political lightning came, I leave to the specialists involved with the task of deciphering this grub.
Always fun to discover the suspect under a joint and its administration. Sunday, October 2
Yesterday evening meal epic. Sally Valium with two in the stomach and swallowed a martini can not listen to the truths of Heim. Suddenly, there she, the seating position, close your eyes and falls to the ground, breathing heavy. Shortly after the reign snoring under the table.
then I go out with Heim breathe the air outside, stunned by this behavior. Saturday, October 8
25 years since two days dog's life.
Still deadly, timeliness. The last two news items built by Big Media offer additional irrational. Some scratches to civilization, a few corpses to the popular excitement, the cogito of curious overheating me as few hundred maniacs, I fill in the Papelard available.
Act I: a brief bloody epic repelled a couple of fibers, soul injected hatred. The French Bonnie and Clyde broke in lousy transcend their rapid destruction. Chase in Paris, shot the chickens, three injured in the ball for wild boar, a taxi driver killed, and policies that are moved. The rodeo has its casualties in the ranks of the police force as in the duet of anarcho-killers. The man flinched at the hospital.
remains the little bit of girl by touching her face, vaguely endearing orphan, her life ... damn I would not have me, so Majority of my life before me, I would gladly put my old receiver to replace her in the jail. It should die with his companion, destructive climax. The big machine judicial and prison will be because of its purity. Florence, it is named. Dear Florence, you're a criminal, of course, you have eliminated many innocent people and families desperate, but I detect a desperate humanity in your eyes. Poor you, shifted in the universe.
The world knits his tragedies and media pecking.
The Estonia ferry takes over the fatal day open . Tens of thousands of tons of water rushing into the welcoming speaker. In less than five minutes, overloading causes hundreds of passengers by 90 meters deep frozen. A mass of aquatic Swedish people instinctively I like. My anonymity does not prevent me to join with the grief of all the relatives and friends of the drowned.
Haiti, far from idyllic nonsense, honors the tradition of placing power in the blood. The angelic GIs can do nothing. The mix of U.S. interventionism in the struggle of pro-and anti-Aristide reveals a halo devilishly cornea.
Note an interview with Jean-Jacques P. Valenciennes. This teacher works with the Cultural Services of the town hall and gave me a bit more than before. His mentor is none other than the cataclysmic Leon Bloy, including his Exegesis of platitudes and The Hi by Jews. [...]
In his office high ceiling and mess pronounced, I said his antipathy for the primary disheveled Borloo, which I think few hours later, accompanied by the prefect. In a certain intelligence, the deputy mayor offends grumpy P. by its methods of seizing power by dubious sources and its manna. It earns me about the man who had been charged by the lawyer's business recruiting in the future the city council. One directive: "Find me all bitter, careerists, bitters, those who have a revenge to take." The ambassador made the task without complaint, but dismissed any responsibility in the distribution of susucres . The passion of the guy is tinged with hatred understandable, up to incorporate a combination of anti-Borloo. Flop follows. No need to be a fine analyst of the human soul to detect a possible share of slander in remarks reported. Another questionable area
among the chosen: the origin of funds millionaires here and there that feed their ambitions. Some journalists in the right circles famous press, advance the mischief of laundering drug money. Almost a classic political-mafia. Nothing is publicly denounced by fear of physical reprisals. Between the phantasmagoria of piss-copy envious interlopers and frames of a political lightning came, I leave to the specialists involved with the task of deciphering this grub.
Always fun to discover the suspect under a joint and its administration. Sunday, October 2
Yesterday evening meal epic. Sally Valium with two in the stomach and swallowed a martini can not listen to the truths of Heim. Suddenly, there she, the seating position, close your eyes and falls to the ground, breathing heavy. Shortly after the reign snoring under the table.
then I go out with Heim breathe the air outside, stunned by this behavior. Saturday, October 8
25 years since two days dog's life.
Still deadly, timeliness. The last two news items built by Big Media offer additional irrational. Some scratches to civilization, a few corpses to the popular excitement, the cogito of curious overheating me as few hundred maniacs, I fill in the Papelard available.
Act I: a brief bloody epic repelled a couple of fibers, soul injected hatred. The French Bonnie and Clyde broke in lousy transcend their rapid destruction. Chase in Paris, shot the chickens, three injured in the ball for wild boar, a taxi driver killed, and policies that are moved. The rodeo has its casualties in the ranks of the police force as in the duet of anarcho-killers. The man flinched at the hospital.
remains the little bit of girl by touching her face, vaguely endearing orphan, her life ... damn I would not have me, so Majority of my life before me, I would gladly put my old receiver to replace her in the jail. It should die with his companion, destructive climax. The big machine judicial and prison will be because of its purity. Florence, it is named. Dear Florence, you're a criminal, of course, you have eliminated many innocent people and families desperate, but I detect a desperate humanity in your eyes. Poor you, shifted in the universe.
Act II: glow Solar Temple. Luc Jouret sect gives 
to over fifty its followers eternal rest. More chaos earthy, more human decadence, the release of the bulky body. The method of suicide or execution is irrelevant. The system and its financial Jouret, probably for bad reasons, has pushed up the brightness communion extreme burning two chalets in Switzerland and a building in Canada. How to judge the intelligence and the charismatic founder of diabolism? Monday, October 10
I am returning to my repulsive Lutece. Front, side trip by rail to put a crease Chaulnes Hermione.
Saturday, heavy physical exertion at Amiens Street, Third Octave, to move archives and furniture before the house is sold. Big truck rented by Karl, two roundtrip Amiens Chaulnes before returning to our land.
Alice is the legal owner of the building. She will collect the money from the sale, but would not risk, I hope for her to keep all, or yield only a few picaillons his dad.
The two bastards and crank hear me soon. I can not continue to boil without reacting. Whatever my weaknesses and my congenital incompetence, I have fled from any consequences of my responsibilities. I will assume until the end, until it sentences follow, not without me smash the guts to my defense.
See Table: Small incongruity
vicious Rentrop me down 350 nanars editorials in the ass. With his band of Pissy, Moles and Poulanica top leader, they have sabotaged the work. Rentrop was aware of my anxieties entrepreneur during our meetings in Paris at Le Tourville. The paintings that I drew explicitly the drama, but that poor fool I was, I did not pulled a more informative role for the literary editor, the portion Rentrop. Its responsibility in the sinking of the seru is important and decisive. At the trial of Moles against my company, the pathetic does not even have the basic honesty to write correctly his testimony. It's me, with little sleep, no guts, pressed for time, which went to the front. Nevertheless, the Moles and his lawyer have been tallowy damn stunted their phantasmagoric claims: the full their claims should be dismissed, and they pay the costs. So fuck all these assholes that we have nurtured over the years.
Leborgne, protector of Alice, booby soft, angering between the stinky Doc Fun Radio version de Caunes and nice Fernandel, talent less. He generously poured his life and never develop the commercial sector, defined as essential for the marketability of seru possible. Nothing pierced. The friendly and cheerful guy probably prefer the unhealthy stench dizzying profusion of conversations with Alice.
The pair were in the capital of the company and it had been offered positions. My own immaturity spooning picture, the treasure that Heim had left us did not take long to be transmuted into dung. I accept myself, and Leborgne Rentrop giggle. Not for long, fellows. If the dirty tricks continue, I would put my determination to make them cough up their property via the ancestors. The large and small bathe in their blood.
And Alice ... for whom I have endorsed the bankruptcy of Sebm and millions in debt. Here it is more resonant with the passing days. Systematized delusions with persecutory sense as defined by Heim. That does not excuse either. Ignominy or not at home? Nightmarish destruction, no doubt. It also should be wary because the scruples, even fraternal, have, too, have limitations. Saturday, October 22
Appalled, I am appalled! Can not stay a minute longer before the new issue of Christian Spitz, aka Doc , with his pathetic cronies. After the generation of friends, we browns of a caste even more intolerable. Stupidity, immaturity, ignorance layered existential nothingness, why do we give voice to the worst, with unspeakable wankers? The
unfathomable stupidity reigned already broadcast on the FM and now it stands as a reference to television. I'm too shocked by the poor to be truly widespread pamphleteering. One type of reaction, unreasonable I agree, could still motivate me: the emotional release physical cons these noisy encombreurs , Doc and his clique at the top of bow. At what stage of decay demagogic or commercial we managed to let people express such nonentities who monopolize communication skills? Tuesday, 1 November
Toussaint. Still a dirt to add to the couple Leborgne gawk and Alice Early ringworm.
Sunday evening, I went with Karl and Hermione at 10 rue Roger Salengro to Chaulnes for some audits. Stupor: a room emptied of all of its furniture, the stock moved Histodif, computers cleaned elements of accounting and billing. Our suspicions
a diversion of activity and an illegal sale of books denominated seru are confirmed. The villains have warned neither the family nor their employees and certain employees. A leak on the sly, the Land Rover stuffed with items for their misdeeds. Call Heim, desperate and angry, and we agree to my unannounced visit Leborgne, in Misery. If
obvious aggression emanating from one or the other, I am determined to return the bacon all the great soft and slap my sister crazy. Karl
leadeth me in the village, a pistol rubber bullets in the back as possible covering force. We stop at a big mansion lit. I rang at the gate. Alice appears and seems anxious to find me there (she confessed that she was indeed evidence of a consciousness deviant).
From 11:30 p.m. to 2:30 am, three long conversation in their living room to eat. I'm here to have a light on their actions and to prevent them from my attitude, if their dishonesty is confirmed. I will use all legal means available to spit Michael, his parents, etc..
During those few hours of exchanges, where the tone goes up three times between Alice and I no indication of collusion, disgusted by the depths these two irresponsible unpunished. Breathtaking, the long soliloquies of Alice, almost joyful to be a pain in the ass for his family, while denying that any malicious intent, and pretending (height of delusion!) Wear it heïmiens attributes.
heartbreaking Leborgne: drugged, groggy, seduced by the discourse chiantissime of his mistress-to-think, he shot his big forefinger in a loop and seems to indulge in an early Nanan. The show is fascinating, and I am cold, concentrating my gaze turned to the deep disgust Alice she inspires me.
This visit was not useful to much, if not to test my own convictions. The few sips of brandy and whiskey made before my departure did not awaken in me any truculence, as the hosts proved pitiful.
news side, French judges are continuing their investigations into terrorizing political circles. Carignon is kept in prison, Longuet is on the hot seat. To what extent are judges they confuse fairness of a country of law and relentlessly fragmented, excessive. On the misuse of corporate assets they hold up, we may oppose their diversion of power for personal enjoyment. Journalism and the judiciary are the last two corporations that need to be untouchable one day auscultate uncompromising uses.
Saturday, November 19 0:03
. I resolve to finally take up the pen. Week burn out, I leave without the pattern of ash some highlights.
point of weariness, but a release unhealthy need to bend now. The multiple activities that I decided to take can not tolerate any area of slack.
to over fifty its followers eternal rest. More chaos earthy, more human decadence, the release of the bulky body. The method of suicide or execution is irrelevant. The system and its financial Jouret, probably for bad reasons, has pushed up the brightness communion extreme burning two chalets in Switzerland and a building in Canada. How to judge the intelligence and the charismatic founder of diabolism? Monday, October 10 I am returning to my repulsive Lutece. Front, side trip by rail to put a crease Chaulnes Hermione.
Saturday, heavy physical exertion at Amiens Street, Third Octave, to move archives and furniture before the house is sold. Big truck rented by Karl, two roundtrip Amiens Chaulnes before returning to our land.
Alice is the legal owner of the building. She will collect the money from the sale, but would not risk, I hope for her to keep all, or yield only a few picaillons his dad.
The two bastards and crank hear me soon. I can not continue to boil without reacting. Whatever my weaknesses and my congenital incompetence, I have fled from any consequences of my responsibilities. I will assume until the end, until it sentences follow, not without me smash the guts to my defense.
See Table: Small incongruity
vicious Rentrop me down 350 nanars editorials in the ass. With his band of Pissy, Moles and Poulanica top leader, they have sabotaged the work. Rentrop was aware of my anxieties entrepreneur during our meetings in Paris at Le Tourville. The paintings that I drew explicitly the drama, but that poor fool I was, I did not pulled a more informative role for the literary editor, the portion Rentrop. Its responsibility in the sinking of the seru is important and decisive. At the trial of Moles against my company, the pathetic does not even have the basic honesty to write correctly his testimony. It's me, with little sleep, no guts, pressed for time, which went to the front. Nevertheless, the Moles and his lawyer have been tallowy damn stunted their phantasmagoric claims: the full their claims should be dismissed, and they pay the costs. So fuck all these assholes that we have nurtured over the years.
Leborgne, protector of Alice, booby soft, angering between the stinky Doc Fun Radio version de Caunes and nice Fernandel, talent less. He generously poured his life and never develop the commercial sector, defined as essential for the marketability of seru possible. Nothing pierced. The friendly and cheerful guy probably prefer the unhealthy stench dizzying profusion of conversations with Alice.
The pair were in the capital of the company and it had been offered positions. My own immaturity spooning picture, the treasure that Heim had left us did not take long to be transmuted into dung. I accept myself, and Leborgne Rentrop giggle. Not for long, fellows. If the dirty tricks continue, I would put my determination to make them cough up their property via the ancestors. The large and small bathe in their blood.
And Alice ... for whom I have endorsed the bankruptcy of Sebm and millions in debt. Here it is more resonant with the passing days. Systematized delusions with persecutory sense as defined by Heim. That does not excuse either. Ignominy or not at home? Nightmarish destruction, no doubt. It also should be wary because the scruples, even fraternal, have, too, have limitations. Saturday, October 22
Appalled, I am appalled! Can not stay a minute longer before the new issue of Christian Spitz, aka Doc , with his pathetic cronies. After the generation of friends, we browns of a caste even more intolerable. Stupidity, immaturity, ignorance layered existential nothingness, why do we give voice to the worst, with unspeakable wankers? The unfathomable stupidity reigned already broadcast on the FM and now it stands as a reference to television. I'm too shocked by the poor to be truly widespread pamphleteering. One type of reaction, unreasonable I agree, could still motivate me: the emotional release physical cons these noisy encombreurs , Doc and his clique at the top of bow. At what stage of decay demagogic or commercial we managed to let people express such nonentities who monopolize communication skills? Tuesday, 1 November
Toussaint. Still a dirt to add to the couple Leborgne gawk and Alice Early ringworm.
Sunday evening, I went with Karl and Hermione at 10 rue Roger Salengro to Chaulnes for some audits. Stupor: a room emptied of all of its furniture, the stock moved Histodif, computers cleaned elements of accounting and billing. Our suspicions
a diversion of activity and an illegal sale of books denominated seru are confirmed. The villains have warned neither the family nor their employees and certain employees. A leak on the sly, the Land Rover stuffed with items for their misdeeds. Call Heim, desperate and angry, and we agree to my unannounced visit Leborgne, in Misery. If
obvious aggression emanating from one or the other, I am determined to return the bacon all the great soft and slap my sister crazy. Karl
leadeth me in the village, a pistol rubber bullets in the back as possible covering force. We stop at a big mansion lit. I rang at the gate. Alice appears and seems anxious to find me there (she confessed that she was indeed evidence of a consciousness deviant).
From 11:30 p.m. to 2:30 am, three long conversation in their living room to eat. I'm here to have a light on their actions and to prevent them from my attitude, if their dishonesty is confirmed. I will use all legal means available to spit Michael, his parents, etc..
During those few hours of exchanges, where the tone goes up three times between Alice and I no indication of collusion, disgusted by the depths these two irresponsible unpunished. Breathtaking, the long soliloquies of Alice, almost joyful to be a pain in the ass for his family, while denying that any malicious intent, and pretending (height of delusion!) Wear it heïmiens attributes.
heartbreaking Leborgne: drugged, groggy, seduced by the discourse chiantissime of his mistress-to-think, he shot his big forefinger in a loop and seems to indulge in an early Nanan. The show is fascinating, and I am cold, concentrating my gaze turned to the deep disgust Alice she inspires me.
This visit was not useful to much, if not to test my own convictions. The few sips of brandy and whiskey made before my departure did not awaken in me any truculence, as the hosts proved pitiful.
news side, French judges are continuing their investigations into terrorizing political circles. Carignon is kept in prison, Longuet is on the hot seat. To what extent are judges they confuse fairness of a country of law and relentlessly fragmented, excessive. On the misuse of corporate assets they hold up, we may oppose their diversion of power for personal enjoyment. Journalism and the judiciary are the last two corporations that need to be untouchable one day auscultate uncompromising uses.
Saturday, November 19 0:03
. I resolve to finally take up the pen. Week burn out, I leave without the pattern of ash some highlights.
point of weariness, but a release unhealthy need to bend now. The multiple activities that I decided to take can not tolerate any area of slack.
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