This letter just asking for information appears so

“I’ve asked the prime minister whether he was acting on her behalf when he wrote to universities – and why it happened,” she said. “Academic freedom is absolutely essential in a democracy, and the government must now withdraw this letter and guarantee that this kind of veiled threat to universities won’t be repeated in the future.”

Prof David Green, vice-chancellor of Worcester University, told the Guardian he had felt a chill down his spine when he read the “sinister” request.

“ innocent but is really so, so dangerous,” he said. “Here is the first step to the thought police, the political censor and newspeak, naturally justified as ‘the will of the British people’, a phrase to be found on Mr Heaton-Harris’s website.”

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For a man with such a huge

 Larry Weissman read a pile of my magazine clips and synthesized them into onesmart question. “Endurance is at the heart of all your stories,” he said, or something to that effect.

“Got one you haven’t told yet?”

“Well, yeah. I heard about this race in Mexico. …”

Since then, Larry and his brilliant wife, Sascha, have served as my agents and higher brainfunctions, teaching me how to turn a clutter of ideas into a legible proposal and yanking hard onthe choke chain whenever I miss deadlines. Without them, this book would still be just a tale I toldover beers.

Runner’s World magazine, and especially then-editor Jay Heinrichs, first sent me into the CopperCanyons and even briefly (very briefly) entertained my notion of publishing an all-Tarahumaraissue. I’m indebted to James Rexroad, ace photographer, for his companionship and gorgeousphotos on that trip. For a man with such a huge brain and lung capacity, Runner’s World editoremeritus Amby Bur-foot is extraordinarily generous with his time, expertise, and library. I stillowe him twenty-five of his books, which I promise to return if he’ll join me for another run.

But I’m especially grateful to Men’s Health magazine. If you don’t read it, you’re missing one ofthe best and most consistently credible magazines in the country, bar none. It’s staffed by editorslike Matt Marion and Peter Moore, who encourage absurd ideas such as sending oft-injured writersinto the wilderness for footraces with invisible Indians. Men’s Health allowed me to train for therace on their dime, then helped me shape the resulting story. Like everything I’ve written for Matt,it came into his hands like an unmade bed and came out with crisp hospital corners.

For a clan so consistently misrepresented by the media, the ultra community was extraordinarilysupportive of my research and personal experimentation. Ken, Pat, and Cole Chlouber alwaysmade me feel at home in Leadville and taught me more than I ever wanted to learn about burroracing. Likewise, Leadville race director Merilee O’Neal filled every request I could think of andgave me a race-finisher’s hug even though I hadn’t earned it. David “Wild Man” Horton, Matt“Skyrunner” Carpenter, Lisa Smith-Batchen and her husband Jay, Marshall and Heather Ulrich,Tony Krupicka—they all shared their remarkable stories and secrets of the trail. Sunny Blende, theace ultra nutritionist, staved off disaster in the desert when Jenn, Billy, Barefoot Ted, and Ifumblingly crewed for Luis Escobar at the 2006 Badwater, and provided the best definition of thesport I’ve ever heard: “Ultras are just eating and drinking contests, with a little exercise andscenery thrown in.”
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hundreds ofhard miles away

The farther we left ángel’s village behind, the more the idea nagged that the weird White Horsestory was a last line of defense against outsiders who came nosing around in search of Tarahumarasecrets singapore business formation. Like all great cons, the story of a Lone Wanderer of the High Sierras teetered betweenperfect and implausible; the that there a modern-world disciple of the ancientTarahumaraartswasbetterthanIco(news) uldhavehopedf(was) or, which made it too good to believe. TheWhite Horse seemed more myth than man, making me think that ángel had gotten tired of myquestions, dreamed up a decoy, and pointed us toward the horizon knowing we’d be before we wised up.

I wasn’t being paranoid; it wouldn’t be the first time tall tale had been used to blow a smokescreenaroundtheRunningPeople.CarlosCastaneda,a(a) uthor of the wildly popular Don Juanbooks of the ’60s, was almost unquestionably referring to the Tarahumara when he describedmagical Mexican shamans with astonishing wisdom and endurance. But in an apparent twinge ofcompassion, Castaneda deliberately misidentified the tribe as the Yaquis. Castaneda apparently feltthat, in the event that his books launched an invasion of peyote-hungry hippies, the badass Yaquiscould hold their own a lot better than the gentle Tarahumara pre nursery school in hong kong-Victoria (Belcher) Nursery & Kindergarten, as an "IB World School", aims to help children to reach their highest potential and provides opportunities promoting to top International Schools and Band One Primary Schools..

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Crane took the floor with the exile prince

She wanted it to be done, and yet she dreaded its end. For after the feast would come the bedding. The men would carry her up to her wedding bed, undressing her on the way and making rude jokes about the fate that awaited her between the sheets, while the women did Tyrion the same honors. Only after they had been bundled naked into bed would they be left alone, and even then the guests would stand outside the bridal chamber, shouting ribald suggestions through the door. The bedding had seemed wonderfully wicked and exciting when Sansa was a girl, but now that the moment was upon her she felt only dread. She did not think she could bear for them to rip off her clothes, and she was certain she would burst into tears at the first randy jape.  When the musicians began to play, she timidly laid her hand on Tyrion’s and said,

“My lord, should we lead the dance?”  His mouth twisted. “I think we have already given them sufficent amusement for one day, don’t you?”  “As you say, my lord.” She pulled her hand back.  Joffrey and Margaery led in their place. How can a monster dance so beautifully? Sansa wondered. She had often daydreamed of how she would dance at her wedding, with every eye upon her and her handsome lord. in her dreams they had all been smiling. Not even my husband is smiling.  Other guests soon joined the king and his betrothed on the floor. Elinor danced with her young squire, and Megga with Prince Tommen. Lady Merryweather, the Myrish beauty with the black hair and the big dark eyes Placement Opportunities, spun so provocatively that every man in the hall was soon watching her. Lord and Lady Tyrell moved more sedately. Ser Kevan Lannister begged the honor of Lady Janna. Fossoway, Lord Tyrell’s sister. Merry Jalabhar Xho, gorgeous in his feathered finery. Cersei Lannister partnered first Lord Redwyne, then Lord Rowan, and finally her own father, who danced with smooth unsmiling grace.  Sansa sat with her hands in her lap, watching how the queen moved and laughed and tossed her blonde curls. She charms them all, she thought dully. How I hate her. She looked away, to where Moon Boy danced with Dontos.  “Lady Sansa.” Ser Garlan Tyrell stood beside the dais. “Would you honor me? If your lord consents?”  The Imp’s mismatched eyes narrowed. “My lady can dance with whomever she pleases.”  Perhaps she ought to have remained beside her husband, but she wanted to dance so badly... and Ser Garlan was brother to Margaery, to Willas, to her Knight of Flowers Natur-a HK . “I see why they name you Garlan the Gallant, ser,” she said, as she took his hand.

“My lady is gracious to say so. My brother Willas gave me that name, as it happens. To protect me.”  “To protect you?” She gave him a puzzled look.  Ser Garlan laughed. “I was a plump little boy, I fear, and we do have an uncle called Garth the Gross. So Willas struck first, though not before threatening me with Garlan the Greensick, Garlan the Galling, and Garlan the Gargoyle.”  It was so sweet and silly that Sansa had to laugh, despite everything. Afterward she was absurdly grateful. Somehow the laughter made her hopeful again, if only for a little while. Smiling, she let the music take her, losing herself in the steps, in the sound of flute and pipes and harp, in the rhythm of the drum... and from time to time in Ser Garlan’s arms, when the dance brought them together. “My lady wife is most concerned for you,” he said quietly, one such time.  “Lady Leonette is too sweet. Tell her I am well.”  “A bride at her wedding should be more than well.” His . “You seemed close to tears.”  “Tears of joy, ser new beauty.”
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dishes of these lovely apples

The gardener knew the fruiterer very well,for it was to him that he sold, on the proprietor's account, the sur-plus of the fruit which was grown in the gardens of the es- tate.
And the gardener went to town and asked the fruiterer where he got these highly prized apples and pears singapore hotel career
" They are from your own garden!" said the fruiter- er, and showed him both apples and pears, which he knew again. How delighted the gardener was! He hurried home and told the family that both the apples and pears were from their own garden.
The family could not believe that."That is impossi- ble, Larsen!Can you get a written assurance from the fruiterer?"
And that he could, and so he brought a written assurance.
" That is extraordinary! "said the master.
Every day now greatand pears from their own garden were brought to the table,bas-kets and barrels of these fruits were sent to friends in thetown and country and even to other countries. It was a great joy! It must be said, however, that these had beentwo remarkable summers for fruit trees; over all the countrythese had succeeded well.
Time passed;the family one day dined with the court.The day after YOOX HK, the gardener was sent for by his mas-ter. They had at dinner got melons from His Majesty's greenhouse which were so juicy and so full of flavour.
" You must go to His Majesty's gardener, good Larsen, and get for us some of the seeds of these pre-cious melons."
" But His Majesty's gardener has got the seeds from us!" said the gardener, quite delighted.
" Then the man has known how to bring them to a higher development," answered the master;" every mel- on was excellent!"
" Yes, then I may be proud!" said the gardener."I may tell your lordship that the court gardener this yearhas not been successful with his melons, and when hesaw how lovely ours were,and tasted them dermes vs medilase, he orderedthree of them to be sent up to the castle."
"Larsen! don't imagine that they were the melons from our garden!"
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grievously as the blows

leaned toward me, pulled my ear and said: “Why do you attempt the impossible, young man? I warned SmarTone you that I had a head that was bullet-proof, and you know that I never lie. Were you not told that Ibrahim had seven Egyptians shoot at me and that he was unsuccessful? I hope that you do not pretend to be more powerful than seven Egyptians? But do you know that you have a nimble hand for a Northern man? Peste! if my mother, of whom you spoke lightly a few moments ago, had not endowed me with strength, I would now be a dead man. Another, in my place, would have died without having time to say, ‘Thank you!’ As for me, such things rejuvenate me. It recalls my best days. At your age, I exposed my life four times a day, and I only digested the better for it. Come, I will pardon you your hasty action. But as all my subjects are not proof against bullets, and that you may commit no new imprudence, I shall apply to your hands the same treatment as your feet received. Nothing prevents us from punishing you immediately dermes; I will wait, however, until to-morrow, in the interests of your health. You see the stick is a blunt weapon which kills no one; you have yourself proved that one bastinadoed man is worth two. To-morrow’s ceremony will occupy you. Prisoners do not know how to pass the time. It was idleness which gave you bad counsels. Rest easy, moreover; as soon as your ransom arrives, I will cure your wounds. I still have some of Ludgi-Bey’s balm. There will be no signs of them at the end of two days, and you can dance at the ball at the Palace, without telling your partners that they are leaning on the arm of a cavalier who has been beaten.”

I am not a Greek, and the insults wounded me as. I shook my fist in the old rascal’s face, and cried out with all my strength:

“No, wretch! my ransom will never be paid! No! I have not asked anyone for the money! Thou wilt get from me only my head, which will serve thee nothing. Take it quickly if it seems good to thee. It will do me a favor and thyself also nu skin hong kong. Thou wilt spare me two weeks of torture, and the disgust of looking at thee, which is the most of all. Thou wilt save my board for fifteen days. Do not miss it, it is the only benefit that thou wilt reap from me!”

He smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and replied: “Ta! ta! ta! ta! Thus it is with young people! Extremists in everything! They throw the helve after the hatchet. If I listened to you, I would regret it before eight hours had passed, and so would you. The Englishwomen will pay, I am sure of it. I know women yet, although I have lived in retirement for a long time. What would be said if I killed you to-day, and your ransom arrived to-morrow? The story would go out that I had broken my word, and my prisoners would allow themselves to be killed like sheep, without asking a centime of their parents. It would spoil the trade.”

“Ah! thou believest that the Englishwomen will pay thee, my clever fellow? Yes, they will pay thee as thou meritest!”
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expose yourself and Wade to the disease

There was fighting at Jonesboro—that much Atlanta knew, but how the battle went no one couldtell and the most insane rumors tortured the town. Finally a courier

came up from Jonesboro withthe reassuring news that the Yankees had been beaten back. But they had made a sortie intoJonesboro, burned the depot, cut the telegraph

wires and torn up three miles of track before theyretreated. The engineering corps was working like mad, repairing the line, but it would take sometime because the

Yankees had torn up the crossties, made bonfires of them, laid the wrenched-uprails across them until they were red hot and then twisted them around telegraph poles

until theylooked like giant corkscrews. These days it was so hard to replace iron rails, to replace anythingmade of iron.
No, the Yankees hadn’t gotten to Tara. The same courier who brought the dispatches to GeneralHood assured Scarlett of that He had met Gerald in Jonesboro after the

battle, just as he wasstarting to Atlanta, and Gerald had begged him to bring a letter to her.
But what was Pa doing in Jonesboro? The young courier looked ill at ease as he made answer.
Gerald was hunting for an army doctor to go to Tara with him.
As she stood in the sunshine on the front porch, thanking the young man for his trouble, Scarlettfelt her knees go weak. Carreen must be dying if she was so far

beyond Ellen’s medical skill thatGerald was hunting a doctor! As the courier went off in a small whirlwind of red dust, Scarlett tore open Gerald’s letter with

fingers that trembled. So great was the shortage of paper in theConfederacy now that Gerald’s note was written between the lines of her last letter to him

andreading it was difficult.
“Dear Daughter, Your Mother and both girls have the typhoid. They are very ill but we musthope for the best. When your mother took to her bed she bade me write you

that under nocondition were you to come home and . She sends her loveand bids you pray for her.”
“Pray for her!” Scarlett flew up the stairs to her room and, dropping on her knees by the bed,prayed as she had never prayed before. No formal Rosaries now but the

same words over and over:
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specially remarkable for their good

"That will do, Carey," she said, when she saw Effie. "You can take all those things away. Tell Madam Miller that I have decided on this blue silk150 crépon, and this

rose-colored silk. I'll call round to be fitted to-morrow morning. Now, Miss Staunton, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. How do you do? I am so glad to see you."

Mrs. Harvey was not so impulsively glad as she had been the last time she saw Effie. The doctor's death—the death he had died for her—seemed removed into the

background; her existence was absorbed in pleasure, in gayety and excitement. She had an affectionate, kindly nature, however, and one glance into Effie's sad eyes

softened her toward the poor girl.

"Well, what can I do for you?" she said. "How are you? Why, you are a nurse—you are in nurse's dress—how capital! What a splendid idea!"

"Yes, I am a probationer at St. Joseph's," said Effie.

"Oh my dear child, that's splendid for you, of course; but I trust you have brought no infection in your clothes."

"No," said Effie, with the faintest of smiles. "I have nothing to do with any of the infectious wards. I am quite safe Hong Kong international school. I want to speak to you."

"I shall be very glad to listen to you, my dear. You know, of course, that the Squire and I take the deepest interest in you and in your family. By the way, how is

your dear mother, and how are all those pretty girls and boys getting on?"

Effie could not remember that Mrs. Harvey had ever seen her mother—why, therefore, should she speak of her as "dear moving truck rental"? and as to the boys and girls, they were not

looks, and if they were, Mrs. Harvey knew nothing about it. She answered these conventional inquiries in a quiet voice.

"I hope you'll forgive me," she said, at the first151 possible pause, "but I am in a very great hurry. I have promised to be back  work visa hong kongagain at St. Joseph's at five

o'clock, and it's nearly four now. May I tell you what I really came about?"

"Oh, yes, of course, of course!"
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you should become governess

"Is Mrs. Harvey at home?" asked Effie.

"I believe so," he replied, "but I'm not sure if she can see anyone."

"Perhaps she will see me if you give her my name," said Effie in a gentle voice. "Say Miss Effie Staunton, please, and that I am anxious to see her on pressing


The man withdrew, inviting Effie as he did so into the hall.

"He takes me for a servant," she said to herself. "Well, what matter? That truly is only a pinprick."

In a minute or two he returned, with a changed expression on his face.

"Follow me upstairs, please, miss," he said. "My mistress will see you."

Effie followed him up some low stairs—her feet sank into the rich carpets. The contrast between this luxurious house and the severity of the hospital sickened with her, he would sanction everything at oncehe answered.

"I shall choke if I live here," she said to herself. But then she crushed all thought of self.

The men led her up two or three short flights of stairs. At last he knocked at a door, before which a rich curtain hung. A voice said "Come in," and Effie found

herself in Mrs. Harvey's presence. She was seated in a deep armchair; her maid stood before her, holding out different rich brocades and silks which had just been

sent round for her to see.
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Know what you want

When you or your loved one first selected that gorgeous ring or necklace,cucumbbabt you did so for a reason. Maybe it was the most beautiful piece in the display case, or perhaps it just spoke to you in a way you can't quite express. Either way, it was the perfect fit with your tastes at the time, but times change, and so do styles and preferences.

If the time has come to upgrade their custom jewellery, couples need to first take stock of what they have, then look online and in stores for some ideas on where to go from here. A custom jeweller is an excellent resource when it comes to offering suggestions,shiemei but the more information you can give them on what you envision for the shape and type of stone, the size and the setting, the easier it will be to find the piece that's just right for you. It may take some time, but given the importance that we often place on custom jewellery, shoppers will find it is time well spent.

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In light of the emotional attachment that we often feel towards custom jewellery, buyers could be forgiven for throwing budgetary caution to the wind and proclaiming that "the sky's the limit". But in reality, the limit that really matters is the one on your credit card statement.

So approach your jewellery modification the same way you do your house purchase. Prepare your wish list, identify the "must haves" and the "nice to haves", and find a dollar amount that you're comfortable with. Then be sure to communicate that number clearly to the expert who's assisting you with your custom jewellery.Lets assume Many cities are home to some brilliant designers, but the best ones will focus on creating a show stopping design at a price that won't stop your heart.

Decide where you're going
If you don't know where you're going, how will you know when you get there? To ensure satisfaction when you modify your custom jewellery, clients should begin with the end in mind. Would you like to change the entire centre stone or just the mounting around it? Does it need an overhaul or just a few minor adjustments? The more you discuss this between yourselves and with your designer, the happier you'll be with the finished product.danna520

Determine how to get there
This is another area where a knowledgeable custom jeweller is invaluable. You may have heard people talking about melting their gold down and turning rings into earrings. Sounds good in theory, but in practice, when you heat the gold up it becomes weak and brittle and the color is inconsistent. If they have your best interests at heart in regard to your custom jewellery, designers will instead give you a credit for your gold and create a new piece that is both superior and cost effective. What more can you ask for?
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MDS imperceptibly deactivates

Since then,haw many very strong competitors have intensified the full-size SUV market. Yet, none have matched Grand Cherokee's combination of legendary Jeep 4x4 capability, on-road refinement, technological innovations and safety features."

These are the words of Jeep's Vice President as it hits more than 3 million in sales since its debut in 1992. From then on,superfine there is no turning back; Jeep Grand Cherokee lived up to its name with a level of comfort, ride and handling previously missing in most sport-utility vehicle, and was the pioneer for introducing a driver's side air bag to an SUV.

Jeep Grand Cherokee sales in March 2005 were 18,828 units, pushing sales to 3,013,296 units since it was in the market in 1992. The 2005 Jeep Grand Cherokee is the best among the pack. Its best features are three new full-time four-wheel drive systems,orangepee two new transfer cases, all-new independent and front suspension, rack and pinion steering, and an all-new five-speed transmission.

The 2005 Grand Cherokee was the first Jeep vehicle available with the 5.7-liter HEMI(R) V-8 and the Multi-Displacement System.lower MDS imperceptibly deactivates four cylinders when the V-8 is not at work.

Its exterior is marked with the Jeep brand's signature seven-slot grille, round headlamps and trapezoidal wheel openings. Chrome, gated automatic shifter and a two-tone instrument panel with an easy-to-read instrument cluster and well-crafted seats accent the new interior

Safety features include Electronic Stability Program, SmartBeam(TM) headlamps that automatically and quickly adjust high-beam brightness and intensity,answers All-Speed Traction Control System, advanced multi-stage air bags with an Occupant Classification System and Anti-lock Brakes System.
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FaceToFace by Freedom Scientific

In an apartment, a DeafBlind person is watching TV via her "CaptionBrailler", finds out the weather will be sunny all day. cherrypit She collects her "CommuniBraille" and her computerized white cane and heads out on her errands. The white cane feeds her information about her surroundings via a touchpad on her belt, "Amy's Bodega is on your right" the touchpad spells out in Braille. She slowly taps her way down the street until the touchpad informs her "Post Office across the street on your left". She stops at the crosswalk and feels the crosswalk button until it vibrates, signaling that it's safe to cross. She crosses and enters the post office. Making her way to the counter she takes out her CommuniBraille" and types in "May I have 2 stamps please?" The CommuniBraille voices her request and the postmaster slips 2 stamps into her hand.

Meanwhile across town another DeafBlind person who has some sight enters the grocery store. He's wearing computerized sunglasses and is carrying his handheld "ASLContact". He searches the aisle signs which the sunglasses magnify 4 times, he finds the canned goods aisle and walks down. An employee approaches him and talks to him. chrysanthemum528 He notices her and holds up his ASLContact to her. A small sign on the front requests her to speak into the microphone. She asks again "Do you need help?" The ASLContact's screen lights up and a computerized figure signs in ASL. He types in "I'm looking for Chicken Soup" and a voice speaks his request.

Alright, alright, (clicking TV off) now that was farfetched eh? Is any of this possible?

Some of it actually is getting close to reality. Let's go over the scenarios:

"CaptionBrailler" - There seems to be 2 products available called the "Braille TeleCaption System" and the "Closed Caption/Braille Computer System (CCBCS)". Notice I said "seems", these products are listed onpricot's listing of equipment available. But further research turns up nothing on the internet.

"CommuniBraille" - There is a product that allows communication via "instant messaging". It's called the FaceToFace by Freedom Scientific (freedomscientific.com/products/fs/facetoface-product-page.asp).blackcurrant It's a pocket PC with Bluetooth technology that allows the DeafBlind to have conversations wirelessly with anyone they need to. The person types on their Braille keyboard and the other person types on a keyboard on another handheld PC (included). But can it convert Braille to Voice? No, not yet.

"Computerized White Cane" - Is this available? No it's not, but there is a white cane that uses sonar (like bats) that alerts the user via vibrations. This would alert the user of objects either overhead or in front of them.

"Vibrating CrossWalk" - Yes this product is available! More and more "Audible Crosswalks" are popping up across the US and Canada which alert the Although many veterinarians sympathize "Hearing Blind" to cross by loud beeps. Sadly though there are very few haptic vibrating crosswalks.
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・マイブログの【設定】 > 【広告設定】 より、「60日間更新が無い場合」 の 「広告を表示しない」にチェックを入れて保存する。