Tele cursed devil!
Yesterday we were looking at a catalog of items for the home and were both agree that in our room would not have television, I refuse to order the furniture around the boob tube.
At dinner with my family at home, always on, screaming, is like someone who never shuts up and can not be ignored.
In another vein, I am fourth on the waiting list. That means I was the 21 th best among tresicentos odd, but that hardly enters the cycle.
I'll take it as a signal to focus my attention on the collection that I will have finished January-February on the Fashion Design course that I just started with La Casita de Wendy. = 3
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