Ya! Ya! ... please stop. Stop and let me write and ask to return to this blog. I can not handle so much pressure!
have been too many messages and unbearable agony, I understand more than anyone, but please, Calm down. I sent a petition with signatures tatacientas asking me back to the keyboard. Many people have done penance and go on their knees for miles to see if that, the pen, normalizes enlamado work in this blog.
to me all this paraphernalia and media hysteria, the truth is that I was afraid. It scared me milk, I engarruñaron fingers, hands and left me I went to a fire.
The truth is that none of this has happened. Nobody has sent the request or anything. Except for two or three messages asking the General if I am not dead, nothing more. But you'll see ... this year I will not give his blessing urbi et orbi.
I think this is such a radical change of lifestyle that we are having my fierce wife and his napkin. We do not believe in anyone.
In my last delivery, I talked to had quit smoking and that already in itself is chaotic. The truth is that at first it was very difficult and if it was not one of those electronic cigarettes, insurance would have read the red note the terrible murder of the general by his faithful eunuch. On second thought, maybe you could have read my first hands of the terrible beast.
But that's not all dear friends would say Raúl Velasco: There's more! (God gave us, God hath taken away. Blessed be his holy name.) In addition to leaving the service terrible but delicious cigar, we've put on a diet. Thus, a diet to lose weight. Same as we have monkeys eating fruit as móndrigo Chapultepec all day. The moment we stop eating fruit, eat grass. Occasionally when we leave eat a tasteless hot-dog, until we party. No fair!
Not content with this, we started to exercise. I month and a half I've been doing at least five times a week and General motivates me, accompanying me once a month. It does what it can.
She is given leeway to exercise and I give it to smoking. So sometimes I smoke a cigar. Because somewhere in my intricate and inscrutable mind, there is a belief that occasional cigar smoking does not count as smoking and José Alfredo Jiménez would say: Here we go.
So now I wake up early, I exercise, I go to work, I eat a healthy sandwich and a wheelbarrow papaya. After noon, I like some filth that my Pharaoh with his culinary expertise, more or less edible. After I eat an apple, back to work and I echo another block later. Coming home at night wanting to eat at Joey, only to discover that I have to eat a cup of green beans with salt. Also I can not smoke (rather than pure and suddenly) and coffee which is my other vice, I have done away the sugar, to replace the unspeakable Splenda, rather tastes like semen. I guess although I have never tried.
That has forced me to take my coffee with nothing and that my world has turned gray and sad, because for me the coffee is everything and it is with sugar. No way.
After this journey daily, ten o'clock at night I am a stubble street you want to sleep because I'm tired of exercise and a life has no meaning without all that fat, kills or pregnant.
The reward came yesterday when I weighed six kilos less and going for more. Although it would be more proper to say that we are less. I'm going to get so thin that the first thing I do, will make fun of all the fat. Not true, I will not do that. Amid all this
what time could I write? I predict that I will see little here in the coming months. Who knows. Maybe find another source of my powers and I you can re-write at least once a week. We shall see said the blind.
So far I have yet to tell the great news and I do so as soon as possible so that I will win. What's going to win? As the news man!
We are very pleased and excited about it, but I have not found the time and that if she deserves it.
For now here I leave this collaboration to the literature and if I feel rewarded with something, please do not make fruit. A hamburger would be appreciated. Cattle also a paella. "Ai" what is your will for this poor couple of hungry ex-smokers.
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