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July: face to face with "face-book"

not find me crouched in a corner, rocking and groaning because I need a shot, but the month of July has ruled in my official entry in the "tunnel Facebook.
I think I started as a bit 'all' oh well ... cos 'is' I am "thing" ... mmmh , meanwhile I sign up, then leave him there ... so from now add only the photo to my profile and go out, look at the bottom of that amazing sun ... ah, yes, I have to change my current : "What you're doing now ?"... certain that sadness does not even have a friend under "friends" ... then I add someone and then go out, or do more ... But it sure is easy: I made friends who I see every day ... I dare push idietro over time: high school? medium? ELEMENTARY !!!... "Go to Addar to tag, to receive invitations to ignoring groups ... but above all, very important for my current state REAL thanks to facebook I discovered, to my memories of elementary school, Elisa.
Exchange e-mail full of " Nooooooo! Look who suffers !!!"," Nooooo! Really you ?!?!", " Nooooooooo, we must meet !!!"... In short, a bunch of "o" and exclamation marks and / or questions ...
With Elisa we met, after a few days, and we were equal but different, as I think can happen to most of those who, last time, we have seen with zain ounces, the notebooks framework pound, the pound bach ... when every day seemed perf pound .
Con Elisa ci siamo visti in uno dei più torridi pomeriggi di Luglio e, non l'avrei creduto, ci siamo riconosciuti già dall'uscita della metro Circo Massimo. Per la cronaca: se siete alla ricerca di un pomeriggio estivo di chiacchiere&gelato a Roma, andate ovunque tranne che a Circo Massimo: tra saracinesche abbassate, aria bollente e appiccicaticcia, e asfalto simil -liquido, di gelaterie nemmeno l'ombra (così come di "ombra" nemmeno l'ombra).
Evitate anche le zone intorno al Colosseo , se potete, perché per pagare un gelato ti servono le carte di credito o i lingotti d'oro (lo dico perché io ed Elisa siamo entrati, in una di quelle gelaterie Touring balls : we fell for it initially and naively strematamente after hot kilometers in search of ice- like to swallow ... but it is enough to look at prices on the menu to fake an emergency phone call and scram with relief). By Elisa
then we upgraded in a couple of hours, our past, present and future and - believe it or not - as soon as I said I was throwing around in curriculum like confetti in Rio De Janer , she - with a disarming calm - he told me: "My uncle works in an advertising agency, send your resume via email around him."
And already the next morning - on days when I had already moved the meaning of "morning" in the time slot "12-14" - I found the email of ziodiElisa .
And the week after I was already in evidence in the agency, which I found to be 4 minutes drive from my house.
July started well, then, as a sort of telenovela with poor script where all the pieces of the plot fit too easily. Summary of previous episodes
: Luke fuck at home, Luke taking advantage of free time to sniff Facebook , Luke finds Elisa-of-Elementary, Luke learns absolute without premeditation that Elisa has an uncle in an advertising agency; symbol start; new episode.
Even the most avid home would feel cheated, and yet this is how it went.
from the same chair-desk where I'm stuck now, I spent July from Monday to Friday from 9:30 to 6:30 p.m. to 7:00 p.m.. Days of laughter and surprise for all the new environment (big room with huge center table overloaded with wires, cd, objects inutilissimi and computer terminals), character (people who know how absurdly mixed dementia, professionalism, gestures of friendship and incazzature with a rapidity that can not always keep up). Now torn between pride and despair, between microscopic personal success (hit a "product name" or a creative text) and paternalistic disconsolate those who are unwillingly forced to teach the craft having too little time for layers behind. Days 9-10 hours of work, however very short chain, often overlapping, often chase when you run away in your hands (but just as often be treated with a defibrillator when creative ideas are in near-coma) and days 9-10 hours of virtually endless when you leave always on the same chair-desk where I'm stuck now, where you rimbecillisci internet (at the beginning with interest ... then staring into space), where travelers to the various stations to beg for something to do ("There is some work on the ball?", "No, not now, but you quiet, there's just something will involve ).
Days of enthusiasm for what you do and for the prospects that - Tiny pieces - you're building, and days of extreme distrust of the activities that sometimes languishes, for the difficulties that often make you feel stupid (given the billions of micro-discover things each time they do not know). Not to mention the miserable creativity that many times you force the language of the insurance companies, customers more consistent of this agency.
Meanwhile, outside the windows, the summer goes on with its bright colors. And even though in reality there is only the background around the radio, the clicking of keyboards and mice and the chatter of creative and account, often I think I hear the call of the sea bathing or the laughter of games on the beach, frozen cocktails night. Therefore, in the evening, as I put foot outside the agency, "I'm on vacation" without any special regard for myself that I hate the day after the trill of the alarm, continues to organize evenings (read "Night" holiday) : cinema in the late evening, beers with friends seraphic appointment at 23:30, outputs with Lady L. indented about 3 ... and so on, and not sleeping.
Inevitably, myself the day after you drag down from the mixed bed cursing myself last night (four hours), the agency comes with a patina nebula before their eyes, you give the coup de grace by nine pc hours. So promises "tonight but do not go out and sleep", and finally, leave ripossedere body and soul from the sun-faded out of 19, reminding him that summer.
Estate home you, I go out tonight.

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Here we go again! IMPORTANT NOTICE

As I recalled poc 'even to a friend of mine - perhaps not by chance called Dario Anzidei - and then I remembered how poc 'Indeed, they are several months that my blog is here to gathering dust. Except that the same laziness that kept me away from him for so long now - when groped a new, yet another, an approach - I returns a hundredfold, because they are forced to make a nice juicy juice meninges to me that, with memory, I do not know how long have we not do more accounts. More than anything else I can not remember for how long have we not do more accounts.
Sure, I could catch up with the usual trick of key words in bold (as I did often in my resume often leaves & the blog), but in those cases always happen to me "I understand only", as I have been pointed out by someone (maybe two people, maximum number of readers reached by this blog in his most glorious moments).
So how we can escape the solution of the basic theme "( Tell us what you did this summer) that - for this summary ino - would force me to sleepless nights and days in black-eye circles, having the graphomania which took me by surprise in recent years (and this blog is a direct result)?! Not to mention the fact that the joke "sleepless nights and days in black-eye socket" (though its lack of) seems to have already used in qualche post precedente... Questo a conferma della mia s memoria: talmente patologica che potrei scriverci un libro.
Fortunatamente, magari sempre grazie alla chiacchierata col mio amico Dario Anzidei , ho appena ideato la "soluzione calenDario ", ovvero dedicare ad ognuno di questi mesi (giugno, luglio, agosto e settembre) qualche riga di pensiero più o meno riassuntivo-profondo, per non esser costretto, nei prossimi post, a brusche frenate riepilogative per non "capirmi da solo". Così saremo almeno in tre a capirci.
E cavalcando l'onda del "eppure stavolta l' avemo svangata ", non mi resta che premere i tasti g , the , u , g, n , or and get started.
June: Luke rolls into laziness and sheets like a crocodile when it bites its prey and, in a succession of sunny days and home, says the label stuck on his head - the one with the word "graduate" - relentlessly transformed into " unemployed. " And that is why starting a carnival launch of curriculum around, sending the same email with CV attached to perhaps thirty or advertising agencies. Because, while remaining consistent with the "not-so-what-I-do-it-big" - in short not feeling "great" - Luke thinks that the job of the copywriter (already tried in training for the university) could not make him totally sucks. Also, not having the foggiest idea how to move his ship in a targeted CV , Luke-the-sniper-blind, finding a list of any advertising agencies, decided that the best criterion (read "the only ") Send CV is in alphabetical order.
Still, 09.18.2008, e-mails may have stalled the letter "C" (but got to "September" - my two dear readers - you'll understand why ).
For the rest, having a good nest egg by investing in apartments (I demanded that any graduation gift that I received avrebbe dovuto essere a di banconota), Luca si tiene a distanza di sicurezza dai "lavoretti estivi" con cui si è bruciato le ultime vacanze estive della sua vita (a parte quella scorsa in inter- rail , zaino&lady L. in spalla).
Juninho (ossia mese di Giugno trascorso con allegria brasilera ) trascorre in un'alternanza di fasi bucoliche di sole e Nivea sul balconcino, di romanzi e divano in una ben più ombrosa stanza da letto, di dvd in salone pomiciando col ventilatore. In un'infinita estate senza compiti per le vacanze, Luca si rende straordinariamente disponibile per qualsiasi tipo di proposta: accompagnamenti shoppingosi , playstationate , sea at Ostia (the literary level, but also swimming, "sea" and "Host" is a figure of speech: the antithesis), ice cream, movies the , Colombia travel in a disco-rock (in the sense that to reach it every time you grind away miles of Columbus), lots of friends (strictly post-sunset), a weekend in Valencia with Lady L.: the sun never leaves you alone, the lawns that make you breathe the heart with a Duracell Valencians the ass to jog all day, bike lanes even in the bathroom, the room in a hostel with ceiling heart-shaped ... to "red light" sound a strange creature: a German hostel EVER seen in corridors, but that appeared on time every morning hidden behind the shower of a shared bathroom, sang the songs of his radio, while for hours and hours watered the vocal cords (the only sure sign of his presence), and again the Dick, a white scaffolding (Cala) beams in the City of Science who breathe the breeze of the sea just ahead; sangria and pans of Paella Valenciana. All
, in June, it becomes an excuse to do things-with the serenity of being able to think "as much time to sbracarmi I have to sleep in industrial quantities."
There is, in reality, a dark curly and upsets involving Luke and Lady L., which draw them away, that blows up the couple and that blows up in tears its entirety. But it was written that the two were brought together (and hence is also written in this blog), so here again side by side, embraced, intertwined and calm down the boiling, put back together. And paid.
ups and downs, and all resumes and while - they had never stopped - still the days when Luca events bites sleeping a few hours a night, and sending the meritatoriposo always the next day. The days when, in fact, is exactly as with the non-studio, until a few weeks before, was with the study.



Continued ... a few days.
Promised!
Come on, trust me!
bet?
Hmmm ... no, better not, I do not agree, I have already more than 90 euro Max Mariani (to the face of the "nest egg" saved for the summer ...)
Ok, I do not promise anything , but I committed us I swear.
Oh, so you are always in pairs, to read, at most, I call home and you upgrade to voice.

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OF THE DAY 09/09/2008 at 15:55 (Daddy wishes!), LUCA - Lightning - REMEMBER TO HAVE ANOTHER BLOG TO MANAGE. SO THAT AT THE ANTICIPATION OF 'THE EARLY INGOZZERA' WITH A NEW POST WHICH - It could not be otherwise - It will not do 'that summarizes what happens in the ABYSS time between June and September, and that the communists FATAL He persists on calling "Summer" ...

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THANKS TO ALL.

While the sky and this page will clear up in an anonymous round of twittering excitedly,
there is a silent smile of a near-full man, drunken faces,
those faces that can be lost, and thanks
which can often find themselves.
There was a big party on the night, full of things said, but were especially
unsaid (because there was no need)
to penetrate the soul,
and satisfy the mind, to satisfy the heart.
The surprise was a galloping of smiles During that meeting you,
all agree, all for you, even his smile
-driving, the most beautiful, often
what feeds you, but then surprises you the same once you have created so filled with joy.
E 'was great to have the excuse of the party
to be able to embrace all without reason
felt so liberating that still keeps you awake,
to repay the last of hugs,
the rosy dawn.


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from my balcony