<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:37:48.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenul necunoscut, ascultatorul tacut</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6858281995581384242</id><published>2011-08-27T18:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:50:12.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tot ce am luat de la aeroport am dus inapoi aproape la fel cum le-am luat, ceva mai arse de soare si de alte surse diverse de ardoare din care aflam ca in hexagon vremea e schimbatoare ba caldura mare ba ploi si vartejuri si pacura si mult fum de la oraselele astea industriale si gunoaie ramase de pe urma turistilor si iata ca se duce cat colo si concediul asta si cu adevarat incepe inca un an ciudat cine stie ce ne mai pregateste si asta deja a inceput foarte bine dupa cum stiti de unde si tactul scazut al vorbelor si bucurestiul tot canicular a ramas inca vreo cateva zile mai rezistam am trecut noi si atacuri cerebrale si de panica n o mai fi mult cateva zile si poate ne revenim la normal nu ca am fi da io tot sper alte noutati ce sa va mai zic au fost bune si azi ouashtele cu ceapa desi am omis sa punem unt dar sa privim partea buna o fi mai sanatos fara asa unde eram cu noutatile mi-am facut echipa pe fantasy football si ma tot holbez la campionatul mondial de atletism din coreea ca tocmai a inceput azi noapte deocamdata kenya a luat toate medaliile doamne negri mai sunt astia in kenya, franta bineinteles e foarte prezenta da numai cu nume gen ahmed alzzizi, aysa ohurougu, mda multe ouri greu de pronuntat astia au pus stapanire pe sahara or sa moara de sete habdulilalh, soldatul american din salvati de clopotel s-a cuplat cu printesa din bahrein si tocmai ce fuge cu ea pe avion la londra cu destinatia chicago film siropos american si tre sa ma gandesc ce naiba fac de mancare lu taicamiu ca e iar la spital apropo madam tu cui povestesti si trebile stiute sa ii pui la curent crezi ca mai citeste si altcineva ca m-ai bagat in ceata acuma na nu stiu ce atitudine hai gata va ajunge pentru revenire tre sa vad daca scapa printesa madam challange accepted hehe itțs funny cos it will never happen, fuck nu mai are farmec nici la mine acum u totally ruined it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6858281995581384242?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7854369793295743151</id><published>2011-06-18T21:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:26:41.571+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>itțs funny cos its treu, saptamana aceasta deja i-am zis c-o terminam dupa care ne-am impacat. nu mai pleaca la londra. e la fel ca inainte in rest, doar mai obosita si mai fucked up, vinde hasis, n-are cum sa-si faca acte. ieri ne-am intalnit dupa ce n-o mai vazusem de duminica si avea rani pe maini. am intrebat-o ce s-a intamplat si mi-a zis ca s-a batut cu unii cu o seara inainte. de kkt. apoi am fost la scoala, apoi ne-am intalnit iar, si acum incepe nebunia. ne-am intalnit si cu niste prieteni de-ai ei, un negrisor oribil si altu mai gangsta asa, cu o masina. era tarziu trebuia sa ma intorc si au zis ca ma duc ei pana la o statie. pe drum am vazut insa ca the gangsta sau g, el chiar e dealer sau recuperator sau toate la un loc. adica ca in filme, negru cu ochelari de soare noaptea la volan, inele, lant, bratara, faze, si am facut un tur prin oras iar el se oprea din cand in cand la cate un colt de strada sau barulet de unde se intorcea cu bani. eu coate,&lt;br /&gt; cine dracu-s astia, nu puteam sa-i zic nimic, a da ideea era ca ea si cu negrisoru celalalt sa inceapa sa lucreze impreuna si sa se mute intr-un apartament al lui g. care g sau gangsta in timp ce mergeam cu masina ne povestea despre viata lui si cum face bani fara sa faca rau nimanui, cum a stat in america la los angeles cum vine el din mali si in general cum e cu viata banii femeile barbatii dragostea si alte lucruri printre care si dumnezeu. eu din 5 in 5 minute ca sa ma lase naibii intr-o statie de metrou, ca nu ca stai ca mai e timp pana la ultimu tren, cand alalalt cobora din cand in cand din masina celalalt negru ne povestea el cum asta are castele in mali si tot felu de kkturi, si ca toata noaptea o sa faca ture cu masina si n-o sa faca decat sa adune bani. ei foarte de treaba asa, da cu din alea hip hop la maxim, geamurile deschise, chestii. ei ii era somn si dupa ce m-au lasat pe mine la metrou trebuia&lt;br /&gt; sa se duca acasa. nu am apucat sa intreb cine dracu sunt aia, ce cautam noi in masina lor si ce are de gand sa faca cu ei si nici in seara asta nu m-am lamurit ca am vb doar la telefon. cand ma lamuresc va explic si voua, ca o sa vad maine dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;hai ca ma culc ca sunt varza hai noapte buna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-7854369793295743151?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/7854369793295743151/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2011/06/itts-funny-cos-its-treu-saptamana.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7854369793295743151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7854369793295743151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2011/06/itts-funny-cos-its-treu-saptamana.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1875979068055163351</id><published>2010-10-01T20:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T20:45:51.358+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Micul orasel german unde am ajuns e chiar frumusel cumva, 60 de mii de oameni in cladiri colorate stil medieval stradutze rotunjite si tot timpul deluroase nu prea aveau logica asa ca m-am ratacit imediat oameni calmi fara viteze si acceleratie, mai ceva ca in braila, liniste totala si totusi avea cam tot ce ii trebuie inclusiv un mare castel vechi visiniu pe malul verde tot al nu stiu carui rau destul de important cred, hotelul era roz cam tot dar macar de data asta avea internet peste tot gratis si piscina si tot felul de chestii, bunicel, sheratone se lauda degeaba, m-am balacit mai ceva ca un phelps in toata piscina mai ales ca nu era nici dracu acolo, nici macar ingrijitor ceva, era cam creepy in schimb ca era o liniste de inmormantare auzeai cam tot ce gandeai daca era cazu iar in camera televizor cu vreo nspe mii de filme porno nemtzii sunt nebuni normal ca erau cu pay tv da unele mergeau gratis nici o problema iar filme normale erau doar 4 dintre care doua erau sex in the city si sex in the city 2 singura explicatie mi-au dat-o mamutele nemtzoaice pe langa care iti trebuie si un din asta probabil ca sa mearga treaba bine oricum ca o doamna am fost aveam sofer la usa zilnic de la aeroport la hotel de la hotel la firma si inapoi cu mertan din ala de nu stiai sa deschizi geam usa sau macar sa iti pui centura ziceai ca transportau vreun presedinte ceva sau ma rog poate chiar au crezut asta cand mi-au vazut fata nu zic nu mi-au platit ei toate mesele asa ca diurna as fi putut sa o fac praf seara prin baruri sau eventual la hm daca cineva s-ar fi hotarat dracului la o chestie normala la cap de acolo traineru era de la divizia de ITisti unde m-au si dus de altfel, un birou cu 3 grasi din aia de li se revarsau burtile pe tastatura si aproape pe cele doua monitoare la care lucrau, da lucrau fiecare la doua monitoare p-asta n-am inteles-o mausul se ducea de pe un monitor pe altul ma gandesc ca era ca sa joci warcraft pe unul si in acelasi timp iti puneai un film pe alalalt ca sa nu te plictisesti cat muta adevrsarul oricum altceva nu cred ca faceau oamenii aia la munca aveau niste birouri din astea imense de puteai sa dai petreceri si goale pe masa nu prea aveai altceva decat tastatura ziceau de unii ca gatesc in ele, desi aveau ditamai bucataria cu absolut tot ce iti trebuie absolut nesimtiti ce sa mai, traineru, gras cum ziceam, il chema martin, asa il chema domne ce vrei sa iti zic probabil ca sunt multi la ei asa, mi-a zis ca avea stramosi in romania, bunicasa se nascuse in jdetul buzau iar strabunicasa in straja din suceava in tara bukovina nu de alta dar mi-a aratat certificat de nastere si casatorie erau scrise in 3 limbi romana germana si latina era 1915 chiar in razboi probabil o chema Josephina cayavczuk omu isi construia arborele de stramosi avea chiar si un soft special pentru asta cu nspe mii de documente antice cu diverse persoane avea o lista cu stramosi sute i-am zis ca numele cayavczuk nu pare romanesc ar trebui sa caute in ucraina polonia sau ungaria era extrem de bucuros ca se cam blocase la romanica cert e ca avea o gramda de treaba soferu de la mertan la fel tare vorbaret omu avea o companie din asta de mertzane si toata ziua ducea oameni transfer de la aeroport la hotel etc. Tocmai o vanduse dupa vreo 20 de ani de munca zilnic 14 ore inclusiv weekend acum lucra angajat part time pt ca nu prea avea ce face acasa nevastasa era in america de sud vizitase argentina si apoi mergea in bolivia si maciupiciu si peru si probabil chile parca a zis avea o vacanta de vreo luna dar era deprimata ca nu prea erau paduri pe acolo ce oameni cert e ca m-au lasat in fata garii de unde nu m-am priceput sa gasesc peronu care trebuia drept pentru care am pierdut trenu si a trebuit sa astept o ora pana a venit urmatorul aici ploua de rupe, dusuri cum de altfel au anuntat la meteo sper ca pana la munchen sa isi revina vremea ca as mai umbla prin oras un pic asa ca pentru ultima zi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1875979068055163351?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1875979068055163351/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/10/micul-orasel-german-unde-am-ajuns-e.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1875979068055163351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1875979068055163351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/10/micul-orasel-german-unde-am-ajuns-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5529783606048545812</id><published>2010-09-30T00:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:25:19.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Marele balci din bavaria nu e cu aproape nimic deosebit la a doua incercare dupa doi ani, tot un camping gigant de corturi pline cu zeci de mii de oamenii fiecare toate varstele si natiile in costume bavareze rochii colorate cu sort deasupra si funda si ditamai decolteele, pantaloni 3 sferturi din piele intoarsa culori de munte si bretele dansand toti pe mese cu imensele halbe de bere de ti se schimba proprietatile la muschii mainii daca bei mai mult de doua, tot oameni prin copaci pisandu-se dezmat total poate doar ca data trecuta nu am observat tiganii romani care administreaza budele, si cantaretii ambulanti nemti de la colt cantand mica tiganiada pe romaneste si am mai descoperit caii bavarezi niste chestii mari cat elefantii stiu pe cineva care n-ar mai fi iesit cu orele de la grajduri desi mirosul era specific, si de data asta am apucat sa vad si orasul in afara de oktoberfest au un centru vechi f tare si evident full de turisti poate cu alta ocazie mai venim pe aici cateva zile, e destul de interesant acum sunt in tren merg spre ashaffenburg ceva de genu, un orasel mai mic decat braila de vreo 3 ori cred, drumul e f misto, sunt cateva zone cu peisaje geniale si orasele mici tare dragutze maine dimineata ma vad cu nemtoaicele de la marketing  si apoi training bleah o sa mor de plictiseala vreo 6 ore iar apoi ma intorc la munchen, so vreti ceva din germania ? last chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5529783606048545812?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5529783606048545812/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/marele-balci-din-bavaria-nu-e-cu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5529783606048545812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5529783606048545812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/marele-balci-din-bavaria-nu-e-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4551392332937968987</id><published>2010-09-23T20:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:45:07.450+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>netbuc, mazda, eye4g, casa, inel, piscina, bicicleta, croaziera, bilet la oktoberfest, by the way e 500 euro cazarea pe acolo, stie cineva mai ieftin ?, lampa, pantofi, crema, ce lipseste, sa ma trazneasca sfintii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8534448353546071003</id><published>2010-09-16T09:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:01:48.397+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diseara ma duc la focus grup sa particip la studiu sa se faca o reclama la orange m-am apucat sa mint pe la astia ca nu lucrez la marketing ca n-am facultate ce nu face omu pt 60 de lei m-au intrebat ce fel de persoana ma consider le-am zis ca sunt nebun si nonconformist asa mi-a zis recruterita ca tre sa zic ca sunt din asta in pas cu moda cu trendurile interesat de fizic ma imbrac ciudat si alte chestii le-am zis ca sunt plin de viata nu lepra cum e adevarul si culoarea violet imi inspira apus de soare nu o bataie intre cutitari si m-au intrebat cu cine vreau sa cinez le-am zis ca nu mananc seara si nici cartofi prajiti mi-au zis ca trebuie totusi sa imi aleg o personalitate am zis ca hai fie jodie foster cica imi place actoria doar nu era sa zic Skin de la Skunk si cica sa vorbim despre filozofie o yes asta-i ca aia de la caminu crestin cu citit biblia in fiecare seara si stat 5 zile singur mai lipseau clismele cu argila mda tre sa ma imbrac ciudat any ideas ? madam trimite-mi costumu tau de haloween dc ai gasit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8534448353546071003?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8534448353546071003/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/diseara-ma-duc-la-focus-grup-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8534448353546071003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8534448353546071003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/diseara-ma-duc-la-focus-grup-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8514756207509953903</id><published>2010-09-11T00:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:36:54.784+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poveste cu tiganca Meda teleportata de langa algerianul Suley – nu va imaginati ca e chiar o poveste ci e adevarat totul culminand cu fata rroma care protesteaza in fata Ambasadei Frantei din Bucuresti Jos Sarkozy, lumina si cadura la Lyon, un fel de marseieza fara suflet, fara sentimente, doar apartament s concubinaj. Libertate egalitate faternitate gaze si electricitate striga tiganii in amzei si apoi il intreaba pe sefu galeriei ce sa mai zica – de ce nu ia statul roman atitudine fata de repatrierivoluntare. Pentru Meda, decizia are o incarcatura aparte, Sarko a despartit-o de gagiul ei dilos Suley francezul&lt;br /&gt;Rom pakivalo tot striga ea disperata din multime, lumea ii stie povestea dar ea o povesteste mereu cu ton ridicat ca sa inteleaga toti – ea avea o situatie ok zice, acolo in franta, un apartament, drept de munca, un iubit francez, ma rog nici el nu avea acte, era algerian. Opt ani in hexagon, socializat cu lumea, a muncit si-a facut un viitor iar domnu sarko ii destrama tot, franta este tara ei mama si tatal ei care au crescut-o s gata sicualgerianu acumaca a ochii care nu se vad, era si un film romanesc serial. a fost expulzata pentru ca intr-o seara intrase intr-o casa parasita unde socializa cu multi romani, a fost legitimata si incatusata ca cea mai mare traficanta. Nu avea cetatenia franceza, nu a facut cererea aia avea domicil stabil nu intelege nimic. a stat 8 ani acolo, trei a lucrat la negru si cinci cu contract la restaurant  ospatarita. Sora lui, Aisha are cetatenie franceza si i-a ajutat dar e greu la ei cu progamarile astea, nu stie ce sa faca acum, nu se stie daca va mai fi vreodata cu Suley si ce sex facea baiatu ala doamne doamne asa ca madam capshunica de tigani s-a scapat si vad ca s-a eliberat si piata de arabi asa ca bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8514756207509953903?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8514756207509953903/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/poveste-cu-tiganca-meda-teleportata-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8514756207509953903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8514756207509953903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/09/poveste-cu-tiganca-meda-teleportata-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-453599829332481227</id><published>2010-08-01T16:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:40:14.201+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ziua 1 – cazare intr-un alt oras decat cel spre care plecasem dupa o foarte buna organizare a planificarii – dupa kfc-ul din zori ar merge o scurta drumetie pana la cascada, poate cel mai scurt traseu al acestui lant muntos si totusi deja mici indoieli despre posibilitatea de a l parcurge pana la capat – tot felu de apozitii care nu-si iau locul pe un drum muntos gen de ce naiba nu e asfalt pe aici sau cand ajungem la cascada bem si noi o bere la terasa, nu? dupa 5 minute devenite deja smiorcaieli ca ma strang adidasii astia nu s-a mai intamlat pana acum sau ce face daca vine ursul mai bine ne intoarcem foarte repede deja primul punct de reenergizare o piatra de repaus mai lung decat urcatul de pana atunci trase de juma de ora sau ma rog la mersul nostru cam o ora si panta asta ma inteapa in fiere si noroiul asta imi murdareste fluturii si intrebare pentru fiecare coborator cat mai e pana la cascada si abandon cu 10 minute inainte de final, leprele ... ambele ... pe cel mai scurt traseu cu putinta pe calculatelea si splinele scurgandu-li-se pe gleznele entorsele le-am facut o poza la varf sa vada ce au pierdut si sa le vezi la coborare ce viteza au prins i-au intrecut pe toti pana in sat mai ales ca finish-ul era la resaurant mai mai sa lanseze comanda online sa ingurgiteze direct cand ajung&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-453599829332481227?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/453599829332481227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/08/ziua-1-cazare-intr-un-alt-oras-decat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/453599829332481227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/453599829332481227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/08/ziua-1-cazare-intr-un-alt-oras-decat.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-9188151707777796507</id><published>2010-07-24T20:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:55:56.470+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am castigat deja un game deci pregatiti-va ca evoluez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/TEsoriPON_I/AAAAAAAAASY/SS1qm6cdvWQ/s1600/_dsc5131%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/TEsoriPON_I/AAAAAAAAASY/SS1qm6cdvWQ/s400/_dsc5131%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497532498525960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai am o zi de eveniment, pana acum a iesit bine chiar daca teribil de stresant, daca trece si maine gata plec in turneu acasa&lt;br /&gt;mai multe detalii pe&lt;br /&gt;http://bcr.tenispartener.ro/ro/news/detail/98/dpd__in_actiune.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-9188151707777796507?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/9188151707777796507/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-castigat-deja-un-game-deci-pregatiti.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4474493545049902033</id><published>2010-07-14T09:04:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:04:41.043+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>federer si nadal sa faca bine sa inceapa sa se teama I am in the game Roland Garros se muta la Arad pe 22 fiti pe faza ca am primit si sort rosu hot stuff! ... hot stuff ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-4474493545049902033?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4474493545049902033/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/07/federer-si-nadal-sa-faca-bine-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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de pod de nuc rotunjit cumva prin centrul vechi pe la nu stiu exact cum sa zic cu casute mici si garduri din tabla si multa verdeata si fara nici o masina la un capat e un bar al marinarilor si la celalalt tot o carciuma da mai parasita nu mai stiu ce era cu strada cre ca era dragutza asa pur si simplu in vis era renovata si modernizata gen lipscani asa cu niste terase si lume multa si orasu era mult mai prosper si cred ca cineva dintre noi era pe strada da nu mai stiu cine se intalnea cu cineva parca astepta pe cineva oh my god pe badel pe el il astepta si asta vine exact in curu gol da culmea e ca nimeni nu se oripileaza ca si cum ar trece zilnic pe acolo asa dupa un dus foarte rece ca din vama din seara aia de cand nu mai pot sa neg sau sa infirm oricine ar zice ca m-ar fi vazut in curu gol vreodata mi e si greu sa ma gandesc acuma apropo am fost rupt de bolnav tot wikendu mi s-a blocat gatu de tot ca cica raceala de la aer curent whatever cert e ca nu am mai putut sa inghit si am mancat numa supa si piure azi am avut o singura idée buna si nici aia ca presupunea un buget de 30 de euro care nu s-a aprobat in rest pot sa zic ca m-a adaugat alina sterpul pe facebook deci n-a trecut ziua chiar nepasatoare by the way ce dracu ti-a fost in minte de ti-ai pastrat numele? Tara e n cct rau de tot au crescut toate fiscalitatile pensionarii se omoara ministry s improscati cu oua si rosii iar mare parte din teritoriu e inundat inclusive sub amenintare e braila cu stradutza ei in forma de pod si cica daca nu rezista digu de la galati cel mai mare dezastru urban se poate produce de la world war 2 incoace asa ca trec eti acasa ca ni se ieaca toate corabiile la propriu!!! am mai avut senzatia asta la un moment dat nu mai stiu cu cat timp in urma eram intr-o tabara din aia 40 de persoane in 2 camere cre ca am mai vorbit despre asta cu voi dupa cateva ore nu mai stiai care e dormitoru fetelor si care al baietilor se amestecasera cu totul la un moment una m-a pus sa ii aduc ceva si cand am trecut pe acolo era jaf jaf una isi lacuia unghiile de la picioare alta isi pensa niste floci de pe degete tot de la picioare alta se dadea cu nu stiu ce balsam intime apoi unii care se lingeau si la capat niste lesbiene da astea nu mai stiu sigur cine erau, una dintre ele era extrem de urata si dadea prost pentru cuplu per ansamblu a cre ca imi amintesc era una care luase nu stiu ce premiu la olimpiada internationala si primise cadou din partea scolii tabara asta nu cunostea pe nimeni nu avea nici o treaba cu nimeni si pana la urma s-a dat la tipa asta si mi se pare ca pana la urma a plecat acasa mai devreme ca o muscase o vipera la un moment dat nu stiu cum naiba am baut noi de am ajuns intr-o alta tabara opt kilometri mai in josu muntelui eram eu irina fratila si inca un tip punker rupt cre ca se drogase toata ziua cel putin ion u l-am vazut facand altceva si la un moment dat am zis ca tre sa plecam la tabara noastra si pune-te si urca te cu astia doi dupa tine 8 kilometri pe un drum pravale fratila isi gasise un toiag si urca agale in fata noastra iau io ca punkeru in spinare noroc ca era slab mort asta nu mai stiu era in liceu cu noi sau ceva de genu da era punker din ala cu noroi pe buze nu prea aveai ce discuta cu el ti am zis era drogat inca de dimineata io vedeam oameni pe marginea drumului multi oameni parca ne asteptau sa urcam cu ei si mereu altii la un moment dat in sfarsit cineva real pe drum unu tot de la noi din tabara da nu il stiam exact ca parca nu era din dormitoru meu desi era un singur dormitor de baieti asta era mai geek asa cum sa zic cre ca era tot premiant pe la olimpiada era mort de frica de urs l-am luat cu noi l-am pus initial sa impinge in punker din spate da n-avea spor asa ca l-am trimis sa o tina pe fratila pe aceeasi linie sa nu pice in rapa era intuneric bezna nu vedeai nici 6 metri culmea e ca punkeru vedea drumu si zicea din cand in cand cand se trezea dreapta stanga tocilaru si fratila urcau mai repede si mai mereu nu ii mai auzeam in fata pana cand se gandeau san e astepte dupa vreo 2 ore de urcat asa trece unu cu un fel de camioneta cica sane duca el la tabara si ne-am urcat in spate in remorcher cum ar veni fratila a borat peste bord de vreo doua ori l-am intrebat cat mai aveam ca cica inca 6 km deci singuri urcasem doi ne lua cam o zi sa ajungem pe jos in sfarsit am ajuns asta nu ne-a lasat la tabara ca avea alt drum mai aveam cam 400 de metri de urcat si mi-am dat seama ca fratila nu mai avea camasa mea cu ea si tot io mi-am dat seama ca o uitase in remorcher si m-am apucat sa alerg dupa el si sa strig numai ca era camioneta din aia veche de facea zgomot turbulent pe drum de munte si asa ca nu se mai auzea nimic peste si asa am ramas fara camasa si imi placea rau camasa aia fusese a lu tata era albastra cu alb in patratele din material grosutz asa la un moment dat alergam prin clasa in generala si mi s-a agatzat de o banca si s-a rupt la baza o colega a luat-o acasa si mi- cusut-o doar ca a trebuit sa o scurteze ca partea de jos nu mai putea fi recuperate da arata inca bine mai aveam si una rosie tot asa cu patratzele tot de la tat ace dracu am facut cu ea nu mai stiu ca nu o mai am nici p-asta taicamiu se imbraca f mishto avea super haine din alea de hippie asa un pic dar fara sa fie intentionate o gramada de evazati o geaca din piele neagra ce dracu a facut cu ele nu inteleg ca n-am mai prins nimic cre ca le purtam si acum bine mersi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1378100458631346860?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1378100458631346860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/07/bai-copii-aseara-am-visat-strada-aia.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1378100458631346860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1378100458631346860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/07/bai-copii-aseara-am-visat-strada-aia.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8022447346760672328</id><published>2010-06-29T08:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:49:32.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pozitia asta este complet incomoda iar offisul asta nu va intelege niciodata de ce incep mereu cu litera mica si nu folosesc punctuatii si puncte ci doar argouri si unele arhaisme, norul din varful blocului da sa ploua si ma cam cutremura, toate sunt pe dos nimic nu se leaga e un neterminat cerc vicios pana si habarnam se rostogoleste in ghinda cand se gandeste sunt prea multe brusc deodata poate ar trebui sa fie mai putine, daca totul ar fi organizat si bine pus la punct le-ar fi mai usor fiecarora dintre ele sa treaca insa e mult prea dimineata pentru orice iar noaptea se azvarle mult prea grabita pur si simplu nu se leaga nimic, toate se dau cap in cap si te intrebi vesnic cine merita asta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8022447346760672328?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8022447346760672328/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/06/pozitia-asta-este-complet-incomoda-iar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8022447346760672328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8022447346760672328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/06/pozitia-asta-este-complet-incomoda-iar.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7547713728751721422</id><published>2010-06-19T20:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:36:26.415+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Habarnam reusise sa scape de internare in spital, cand asistentele s-au ocupat de prichindei, el a fugit si s-a ascuns, insa toti ceilalti prieteni ai sai erau acum acolo si se rugau din ce in ce mai tare sa vina cineva sa ii scoata. Asistentele ii internasera pentru ca nu aveau niciodata paturile ocupate. Acum erau foarte agitate pentru ca nu mai aveau nici un pat liber si se gandeau ce vor face daca va mai suna cineva la usa spitalului. Probabil ca vor fi nevoite sa il refuze, sa il ingrijeasca pe loc dar sa il trimita in alta parte, in nici un caz nu vor putea sa il primeasca peste noapte nici daca ar fi un caz foarte grav. Niciodata nu s-au confruntat cu o astfel de situatie. Habarnam se hotari sa le faca o vizita prietenilor lui internati. Toti incepusera sa se roage de el sa ii scoata de acolo. Toti ii spuneau ca ei de fapt nu sunt bolnavi si ca asistentele i-au oprit acolo fara nici un motiv medical. Habarnam era consternat. Le-a promis la toti ca le va face pe plac si va incerca sa ii scoata cu conditia sa le spuna la toata lumea ca el a nascocit ideea balonului&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-7547713728751721422?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/7547713728751721422/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/06/habarnam-reusise-sa-scape-de-internare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7547713728751721422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7547713728751721422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/06/habarnam-reusise-sa-scape-de-internare.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3609145250003789630</id><published>2010-05-03T10:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:47:46.659+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i-am inmanat cartea de vizita un pic indoita la un colt de la cutia prea stramta, ce sa isi dea seama din ce e scris pe ea, nu are cum sa stie ce culori imi plac sau ce concentratie de subitramina am mai ales cu pulsul asta aproape pe minus probabil se trage de la ciocanitorile de la miezul noptii iti spun au un ritm atat de bine fixat, sincronizat incat iti dau peste cap toata linistea si te afunzi in niste valuri de ate pufoase si dupa ce ca eram necalcat acuma e si plin de scame cred ca si intre dinti mai am cateva abia daca se duce efectul de la anestezic si incepi sa le simti una cate una deodata ai maini, unghii, coada si niste lucruri noi, astea parca nu erau inainte, serios, un fel de evantai pozitionat cam ciudat exact pe noada fundului astfel ca daca dormi in cort ti se propaga aerul generat de avant dinspre varful prelatei pana spre intrandul sprijinit pe un singur fier, pe celalalt l-au ros lupii ziceam de anestezic, efectul trece dar uneori revine sau asa pare cand te astepti mai putin esti convins ca s-a terminat gata au trecut cateva luni si deodata te trezesti ca tot mai e, il simti pe undeva in glezna sau e o vena pe la spate spre gat parca nu mai e acolo si stiai ca trebuie sa fie de fapt tocmai asta e problema ca nu il simti ca practic asta e efectul de anestezic ajungi direct nesimtit, la propriu nu la figurat in cele mai multe dintre cazuri nu e nimic rau in asta doar ca ajungi sa te intrebi el ce simte e constient ca totusi existau niste lucruri acolo nu obiecte nu e ceva concret dar e ceva ce trebuia sa existe si te uiti si nu e il cauti si nu il gasesti de nici o culoare ca si cum ai fi orb si surd poate ca asa se manifesta el depinde si ce corp provoaca de data asta daca e unul pacatos si plin de spurcaciuni atunci nu ai ce sa mai comentezi ca el chiar se uita si la astea le analizeaza si trage o concluzie la final de cele mai multe ori  pripita dar pe ce te poti baza sincer acum si i-am spus sa fie atent dar anestezicul a zis, nu, vom face asa cum a spus el fara nici cea mai mica schimbare s-a intors cu fata spre norul de petale indepartandu-se lent pe drumul coborand la cocinele de porci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3609145250003789630?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3632888233276108881</id><published>2010-04-29T10:01:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:50:55.572+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o cu totul noua lume, un alt pamant, maxima armonie, in tot felul de culori, mult mai putine numere, cuvinte aproape deloc, aproape ca nu iti dai seama ce sunt alea expresii, gesturi simple care spun totul, si toti te vad si te aud si nu te intereseaza, esti pe o insula singur fara nimic, una cu natura, ecouri, pesti care vorbesc in apa si pe uscat, numai intre ei, foarte rar cu tine, poate doar daca ai ceva impotriva lor, ei sunt constienti ca sunt comestibili, dar nu si-au pus macar problema daca esti vegetarian sau nu, poate tie iti place pacea, pe ei nu ii intereseaza, exista doar legea junglei, fara reguli, fara avocati doar fire de nisip si valuri sparte cine iti ofera aceasta lume trebuie sa te lupti pentru ea si nu e usor iar acum ploaia s-a oprit doar mai picura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3632888233276108881?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3632888233276108881/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-cu-totul-noua-lume-un-alt-pamant.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3632888233276108881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3632888233276108881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-cu-totul-noua-lume-un-alt-pamant.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6404286835804115841</id><published>2010-04-26T09:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:00:14.327+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camelia stia ca nu va rezista tentatiei si ca pana la urma va trebui sa ii spuna ceea ce simte. Insa el nu a mai avut rabdare, s-a trezit dis-de-dimineata si a stiut ca era ziua in care trebuia sa isi faca avant si sa incheie o data socotelile. Amandoi stateau langa geam si il priveau descumpaniti cum tipa spre ei pentru fiecare gest necugetat pe care il comisesera pana atunci. I-ar fi spus macar cu un glas stins ca nu au nici o vina pentru ca s-a intamplat asa dar stiau ca daca il vor lasa sa se descarce totul va fi mult mai uspr apoi caci va putea si el sa se simta in sfarsit ca un adevarat orator. Insa el avea alte planuri, era hotarat sa ii izgoneasca de pe treptele casei sale si sa nu ii lase sa isi continue existenta nici macar in gradinita din fata, si iarba aceea care stransese atatea amintiri, unele triste, altele vesele, toate ale lor si greu de uitat. Toata vitrina de la colt pana dupa trepte o vroia acum doar pentru el. Nimic nu mai era de iertat. Si daca ai fi trecut cu o zi in urma cand se apropia soarele de ciocul armurii din varful bisericii pe langa fostul restaurant dinspre palat, i-ai fi vazut gesticuland unul spre altul fara a intelege ce urmareau de fapt prin acele greseli, poate doar crezand ca au dat vina unul pe altul sau doar pe destin si acum fiecare se intreaba daca se va putea vreodata intoarce de unde a plecat si daca va putea sa il mai priveasca in ochi fara sa clipeasca asa cum n-ar fi avut probleme pe cand imparteau cele doua trepte la trei, si daca va reusi vreodata sa se mai atinga de el cu aceeasi ardoare a degetelor innegrite de praful de pe trepte si de seceta crunta din zilele trecute. Prietenia dintre Vasile si Grigore este nesfarsita si nici o femeie nu va putea schimba acest lucru. O sa vezi ca vor reveni pe trepte. Visul de ieri a fost lipsit de sens. Ce sa inteleg dintr-un avion care zbura la altitudine prea mica atat de aproape de cateva ori de a se izbi de turnurile cladirilor acelui oras in care transportul in comun se facea prin niste trenulete asemanatoare cu sagetile albastre dar care functionau agatate de niste bare fixe pline de curent ca niste telecabine de campie iar drumul era tot timpul drept, nici un viraj, nici o intersectie. Ciudatenia si mai mare era ca oamenii nu ajungeau la barele fixe si nu existau alte metode prin care se puteau inalta pana la ele decat avionul care insa avea un pilot foarte putin experimentat, parca il si cunosteam, era o femeie, grasa si cu putina mustata dar nu imi mai amintesc pe cine reprezenta. Pana la urma am ajuns unde urma sa fim cazati, si totul era plin de prad, paturile erau prea multe si inghesuite iar unele camere nu aveau geamuri. Dar nu asta imi trepida prin cap la ora aia ci gandul ca voi sta in camera cu cineva nedorit, era mai infricosator decat orice, asa ca m-am decis sa ma mut in turnul fortaretei, acolo sigur nu va dori nimeni sa stea pentru ca era fix pe marginea rapei si exista un oarecare pericol de a se prabusi in gol vreo 320 de metri cu sanse minime de a scapa cu viata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6404286835804115841?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6404286835804115841/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/04/camelia-stia-ca-nu-va-rezista-tentatiei.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6404286835804115841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6404286835804115841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/04/camelia-stia-ca-nu-va-rezista-tentatiei.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-900478251929705030</id><published>2010-03-23T08:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:57:48.471+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aproape doua luni de chinuri groaznice mai ceva ca la nastere si in sfarsit o veste buna, parca si cafeaua miroase mai frumos acum, un strop de lumina de sub zapada hai ca se poate se lumineaza cu totul pana la urma credeti mai departe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-900478251929705030?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/900478251929705030/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/03/aproape-doua-luni-de-chinuri-groaznice.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/900478251929705030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/900478251929705030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/03/aproape-doua-luni-de-chinuri-groaznice.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2999955416130409384</id><published>2010-02-11T18:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:23:08.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daca ar fi comestibil, noul radiator ar fi rumegat savuros de caine asa privire spre el are dar asa nu poate decat sa se gandeasca la faptul ca intr-o zi va reusi sa si-l toarna pe tot in cap revarsat sau ca tot e la moda acum sa inventeze un avatar care sa il faca sa intre in el si sa traiasca acolo chiar si fara noi&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/S1dzHNzq73I/AAAAAAAAAQE/0i3DkzAv3HQ/s72-c/P1060114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5987826670547788096</id><published>2010-01-12T19:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:28:20.644+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imi amintesc de toate si Beverly Hills si Melrose Place si Twin Peaks si Dallas ma uitam la toate recunosc da am o problema cu Sclava Izaura, de asta nu imi amintesc stiu de el stiu ca exista da nu mai stiu cu ce era parca neste unele care dansau in arabeste da foarte vag asa ca amintiti-mi ca nu mai stiu si in curand o sa inceapa sa ma bantuie negroteica asta, ma gandesc ca era neagra daca era sclava, nu?, de jocuri imi amintesc si de alea de castel mai ales era super tare ala de aruncai cu mingea intr-un castel din cutii de bere goale il spargeai si dupaia trebuia sa ii nimeresti pe aia din echipa cealalta cu mingea inainte ca ei sa refaca la fel castelu ala cu hotii si vardisti nu prea ma pasiona prea multa fuga si impuscaturi era cam cu frica asta, ascunsa bineinteles ma ascundeam cel mai departe ca eram cel mai rapid de pustile alea cu apa super miraculoase de facea reclama la canale cinque io nu prea imi amintesc v-am zis ca asta nu prea ma pasiona da aveam niste super trenulete din alea rusesti de le construiai liniile si mai aveam o super casa din lemn un fel de lego de o construiai da era super misto cu acoperis verde nu pot sa cred ca am pierdut piesele si nu o mai am imi vine sa plang cea mai tare faza era ca ne strigam la balcoane sa iesim afara uneori ne rugam fiecare de mamele celuilalt si o strigam pe mama tot timpu de jos pana la etajul 4, mama arunca-mi mingea, mama arunca-mi 10 bani sa imi iau cola sau oranj de la tec acuma ar fi cam ciudat sa vad pe unu ca striga la balcoane, poate si pentru ca nu prea am mai locuit prin cartiere de ceva vreme plus ca noi nu aveam ghene la blocuri, caram ditamai caldarea cu gunoi vreo 300 de metri pana la un container super imputit de imi era tot timpu scarba da mai ales lene sa ma duc si ma certam cu ai mei ca nu e randu meu sa duc gunoiu, acuma stai si te gandesti ca ar costa casa aia de sute de ori mai mult decat cand au luat-o si noi ca sa ne luam casa tre sa platim la ea vreo 50 de ani, razboaiele le-oi fi ratat si primii pasi pe luna da tot avem mai multa cultura generala decat aia de fac scoala mai pe acuma, ratele si vanatorii mai jucam da asta era cam plictisitor, tara tara vrem ostasi era ceva mai spectaculos, de sticluta cu otrava nu-mi amintesc, stie cineva? podul de piatra era parca, da mai stiti telefoanele cu fise de tot timpu imi era frica sa raman fara, si mai faceam asa zisele petreceri video, stiu ca la un moment dat vecinu de la 3 isi luase inaintea noastra video si ne invita sa ne uitam la nu stiu ce casete cu desene animate da am impresia ca cerea bani ceea ce e cam crunt acum daca ma intrebi, si cand au aparut desenele animate color ce soc aveam erau super naspa realizate tin minte Robin Hood parca si Robinson Crusoe si mai aveam niste super discuri cu Scufita Rosie, Muzicantii din Bremen si ne luam pantaloni evazati o doamne eram hippie plus ca la un moment dat ma imbracam numai in negru perioada costinesti navodari eram atat de negru ca daca era noapte nu ma vedeam aveam si o palarie trasa pe ochi neagra bineinteles cum ar putea sa ma uitati aoleu si gecile de blugi de la turci si era cat pe ce sa dau capacitate da am fost ultima generatie care nu a dat, tin minte ca am dat si un chef la scoala cand s-a luat hotararea prin decembrie... in schimb am prins testele grila la admitere ce sa zic am ajuns prea tarziu la bucuresti, cu soimii la fel doar cu un an am ratat pionierii dar am fost ultima generatie de soimi ai patriei cu camasa portocalie si cravata albastra si pantaloni albastri si parca o sapca da nu mai tin minte si primele reclame romanesti tropicana alta viata si daca vrei poti adidas torsion si pasul ala baritonal al lui steffi graff si matusa din Italia si le mai vedeam pe alea straine la inghetate si jucarii si pustile de apa, noi foloseam sticle de plastic in mijlocu iernii de faceam direct pneumonie vorba aia bunica alerga in picioarele goale pe gheata dintr-o curte-n alta si n-avea nici pe dracu si Nirvana si Ace Of Base si DJ Bobo si Michael Jackson si Take That si nu existau manele la chefuri doar muzica populara de dansau toti varza si apoi Iron Maiden si saream in tavan plini de vin si scrum aoleu chefu ala din Vidin si de la Abba si Queen pana la Britney Spears si Beyonce si citeam Pif si Hercule si mai erau desenele alea rusesti cu lupu si iepurasu Licurici n-am prins, nici cico si zmeurata sau nu mai tin minte&lt;br /&gt;da sucurile de la dozator de le beam fara frica de e-uri si la scoala bea toata lumea din aceeasi sticla ce atata porcina si eram de serviciu pe clasa trebuia sa stergem tabla alea alea si ne duceam cu o ora mai devreme si faceam si de serviciu pe scoala mama ce tare era cand trebuia sa alerg cu clopotelu prin scoala aveam un super clopot io nu inteleg cum stateam fara mobile si aveam niste jocuri de tetris daca nu am jucat din ala pana ma uitam in gol si vedeam formele alea potrivindu-se si facand randuri si flori fete sau baieti de se oripilau toti cand alegeam fete cuvantu sex nu prea se folosea in schimb ceream prietenie mie si de asta imi era cam rusinica si sa cumpar de la farmacie prezervative la fel si oracolele cu toate intrebarile alea siropoase si sute de coloraturi si nu aveam casti la biciclete sau genunchiere mancam bomboane chiar daca le scapam pe jos nu ne spalam pe maini cand ne jucam cu cainii, tutungeria din colt de unde luam tigari loto-prono era si pe atunci tot in colt si ce frica am prins la revolutie de tremurau chilotii pe mine ca domne ce se intampla ne impusca astia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5987826670547788096?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5987826670547788096/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/01/imi-amintesc-de-toate-si-beverly-hills.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5987826670547788096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5987826670547788096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2010/01/imi-amintesc-de-toate-si-beverly-hills.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-847764398975537294</id><published>2009-12-15T09:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:28:49.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in sfarsit prima zapada adevarata bineinteles nu se putea si fara primul viscol de mi s-a boccit tot nasul si inrosit toate cosurile si crapat toate buzele da tot am apucat sa tzopai printre fulgi si primele trifoaie cu patru foi lasate de boantze in stratul moale de cativa milimetri ce m-a privilegiat sa il prind fara nici o urma de miscare umana cine naiba iese in parc la 6 dimineata pe viscolu lu dracu sa prinda prima zapada si primu strat si aproape ca imi vine sa clingai pe gingle bells nu stiu cum se face da noi n-avem colinde din astea vioaie cum e la altii asta cu clopote de exemplu ale noastre sunt toate lalaite si deprimante parca te apuca nostalgia de incepi sa le canti ala cu domn domn sa zicem ca e mai ok da parca tot gingle imi vine sa clingai da nu ala clasic ala varianta moderna disco pffuai cadouri apropo anu asta nu se fac, ca e criza economica mondiala si oamenii este soferi  nici guvern n-avem si voi vreti cadouri abia am reusit sa scapam de vanghelie si de becali presedinte ce naiba mai ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-847764398975537294?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/847764398975537294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-sfarsit-prima-zapada-adevarata.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/847764398975537294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/847764398975537294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-sfarsit-prima-zapada-adevarata.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1987371619524631291</id><published>2009-12-01T16:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:30:53.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gata stiu de unde sa fac rost de bani pe timp de somaj, o sa dau in judecata o firma de tigari invocand depresie si viata trista cauzate de fumat si o sa ma injure apoi toti fumatorii ca din cauza unora ca mine care castiga procese in tribunal contra producatorilor de tutun se scumpesc tigarile cu alti 2 lei si tot asa si o sa vina sa zica ce eu nu stiam ca fumatul dauneaza sanatatii si io o sa zic ca acum ceva ani cand fumam eu ca turcii nu erau mesajele alea cu mate inflamate pe tigari de unde era sa stiu eu ca fumator inocent ce ma aflam si o sa le zic ca tigarile se scumpesc de la accize nu de la umila mea cerere in judecata si sa nu ii mai plangem de mila pe astia cu tigarile ca au de unde plati nu mai vorbim ca anul asta vanzarile de tigari au atins noi recorduri in romania si daca tot m-am apucat eu sa dau in judecata asa propun ca si fostii soldati din irak si kosovo sa dea in judecata statul pentru rani provocate de gloante ca doar nu aveau de unde sa stie ca pustile alea fac gauri la piele, si ii dam in judecata si pe producatorii de bautura,carne de porc, masini pentru toate accidentele, compensatie de la abator si de la fabrica de bere pentru ulcer si balonare pe principiul hotul neprins e negustor cinstit nu mai merge de ce ar trebui fabricantii de cancere sa fie lasati in pace, doar ca dependentii de ce produc ei sunt maturi si au discernamant de ce nu se legalizeaza heroina, cocaina si toate celelalte chestii care produc dependenta, chin moarte io stiu pe unu care a dat in judecata mcdonalds pentru ca s-a fript pe limba cu cafea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-637234847518487096</id><published>2009-11-17T22:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:13:26.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viata de somer, margarina scursa pe paine uscata si mucegaita, ceapa verde si dulceata amara de portocale capatata de bogdaproste smoace de praf pe la marginea dulapului teancurile de rufe murdare si cutie goala de detergent, cutiutza de ierbutza si mirosu'i hranitor, si lemnu asta din masa parca miroase a mancare, imbracatu la lumanare ca electricitatea n-am mai platit-o de ceva vreme, javra dardaie de frig, cateva mucuri de tigara stranse de pe strada pentru ultimele fumuri, iarasi niste margarina si la pranz, cre ca o sa imi borasc matzele margarinaroase, pumni in usile de la banci pt un credit, borcanele de mustar, gem, compot, ketchup si fasole arabeasca pe frigider scos din priza, sporurile de salarii de pe alta vreme, spor de vechime, spor de masa, spor de noapte, spor de calculator, spor de tinuta, spor de rusine, prima de craciun, bonurile de masa, datorii la stat, muraturi, gogonele, varza, multa acreala, sarbatorile sunt putine, economie maxima, a doua zi de anul nou daca ai petrecut prea mult o sa ai din ce cumpara muraturi, certificate false, pensie, ce viata are si cainele asta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-637234847518487096?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3598275612846841700</id><published>2009-10-12T22:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:06:22.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gripa, iar gripa, ma rog raceala cumplita, pastile multe si nopti albe ca in seattle, transpirate ma refer si portocale si somn adanc si capshunica cu traficantii peste tot pe desktop si madam contribuabila in sfarsit o si vand cu ceasca de cafea alergand prin casa cu pasta de dinti in gura cu fieru de calcat in priza cu ruju in cealalta mana cotrobaind prin cutia cu margele in timp ce omleta se arde si apa curge peste periutza si folia de aluminiu care scartzaie peste sandvisuri si alarma la telefon mai lanseaza un snooze si zdrang cafeaua peste camasa si thusht la sifonier dupa alta si zbang cu varful degetului mic in usa de la sifonier si trosc betadina peste pantaloni si fleosc mana in fieru de calcat nestins si pleosc o pata de ulei de la omleta fix pe camasa noua si zbang hartia igienica se rostogoleste prin toata casa si inca un snooze incepe si sploynk inapoi ca am omis umbrela si fiusht in metrou in sfarsit liniste citeste ziarul ring pe la subratul unui corporatist si pleosc cu subratul peste fata cand sa coboare si hiuyt intr-o baltoaca fix la trecere si zbart intr-o femeie chiar in fata bisericii pe victoriei si in sfarsit la birou sa mai ajutam niste oameni sa stea pe internet oui madam l'internet cet comme la tv nomme que c'est le computer personnel merci bocup madam cet une tres jolie comme le mond cand sta pe loc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3598275612846841700?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3854833477841977392</id><published>2009-10-08T20:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:49:54.022+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nimic de scris, nimica nu am de scris, absolut nimic nu am de scris sau de spus pe aici asa ca ma invart si bat campii aiurea ca de obicei de altfel ca nu am altceva nimic mai bun de facut joi seara la 9 fara putin decat ma rog sa scot cainele sa ma uit la will and grace sa bag rufe la spalat sa imi calc o camasa sa raspund la mailu la handicapatu de sef care are impresia ca eu muncesc 24 de ore pe zi pe aceeasi bani ca pe vremea cand eram part time sa caut imbecilu de concurs cu invitatii la noaptea dev pe care l-am zarit ieri pe un site si acum nu il mai gasesc nicaieri si sa ma gandesc juma de ora daca sa inving lenea a treia zi saptamana asta si sa fug pana in parc la jogging cam asta fac eu aici in astea 5 minute care au trecut de se apropie ora 9 si mi-e un somn de nu te vad de parca n-as mai fi dormit de secole&lt;br /&gt;s-au terminat cam toate vacantele a fost la un mom dat f trist cand am simtit fix intr-o zi ca gata s-au terminat, o sa mai povestesc despre ele ca nu am apucat sa va spun tot cert e ca au fost reusite si anu asta da acuma iar la munca ce nu-mi doresc, au fost si cateva lucruri de sarbatorit, unele chiar foarte dragutze si reusite, m-am impresionat chiar si pe mine ca am reusit sa planuiesc asa bine si chiar am inceput sa cred ca mai am o sansa cealalta total esec nu am fost in stare sa ma mobilizez deloc 4 lucruri planuite intr-o singura zi unul nu a iesit cum trebuie nici macar florile alea imputzite care s-au dovedit a fi portocalii in loc de rosii nu stiu prin ce fenomen ciudat oarecum in legatura cu incompetenta mea in actiunea de a lua decizii pe moment spontan&lt;br /&gt;mama unei colege e profesor de romana si o sunam de fiecare data cand avem dubii despre oarescare reguli de vorbire sau gramatici si tin sa va mentionez ca m-au dovedit in cateva randuri mai capabil nu numai decat cei din birou dar chiar decat profesoara in persoana care era in dubiu la diverse chestii si le ziceam mai rapid decat ea&lt;br /&gt;m-am impresionat si cu cateva termeni in engleza nu stiu de unde i-am scos dar incep sa cred ca nu facut degeaba intensiv din clasa a doua&lt;br /&gt;cu franceza in schimb nu am nici o treaba si nici cu italiana de i-am zis saracei fetei aleia bon travaio in loc de viagio si nu stiu ce alte cateva tampenii&lt;br /&gt;am primit bomboane de craciun acuma in octombrie stiu ca e cam devreme da acuma au venit ce pot sa zic oricum au data expirarii 2010 deci sunt in regula&lt;br /&gt;ce mai citesc - am terminat michelangelo si mai am putin din davinci pana la urma nu e rea idea cu colectiile astea la ziare m-a prins si pe mine febra pana la urma&lt;br /&gt;sambata mergem la animest cred, avem o invitatie gratis, sunt tot felul de desene animate isterice desi la cat naruto am vazut fara sa vreau in ultima vreme s-ar putea sa ma sperii la orice personaj nou desenat&lt;br /&gt;in romania toata lumea este stresata criza este mai ceva ca un dezastru natural, toata lumea are mult de munca salariile scad, in orice caz nu cresc, banii nu mai ajung nici pentru vodka d-apoi pt mancare&lt;br /&gt;si mai vroiam sa scriu ceva da nu mai imi vine acuma asa ca alta data poate&lt;br /&gt;hai la revedere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3854833477841977392?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3854833477841977392/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/10/nimic-de-scris-nimica-nu-am-de-scris.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3854833477841977392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3854833477841977392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/10/nimic-de-scris-nimica-nu-am-de-scris.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8922987443191855685</id><published>2009-09-30T18:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:57:07.548+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tare frumos mai scrie si zuzeta asta ma intreb cat din tot ce spune e chiar adevarat si i se intampla ei, trebe ca are o viata palpitanta asa intr-un fel, e f boema asta in primul rand si unele imagini sunt chiar reusite in ce scrie, poate o fi scriitoare, dinaia care se lasa remarcata post mortem, cine stie poate oricine sa ajunga asa, apropo madam s-au uscat si buruienile de cand n-ai mai pus ceva pe carabina acolo, deja nu mai cauta nimeni mitraliere cu dopuri sau arcuri sa cumpere de cand s-au saturat sa dea peste blagosloveala ta cu puncte nevrotice, apropo cum e clima in alpi au mai aparut ghetari sau se topesc muntii peste voi capsunica i-a dat dumnezeu unda verde pe acolo de n-o mai prinzi nici daca ii faci statuie neagra acasa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8922987443191855685?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8922987443191855685/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/09/tare-frumos-mai-scrie-si-zuzeta-asta-ma.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8922987443191855685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8922987443191855685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/09/tare-frumos-mai-scrie-si-zuzeta-asta-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8228631778780440618</id><published>2009-08-26T01:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:43:07.941+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>n-am mai fost in stare sa scriu nimicpur si simplu niste stari combinate din care nu rezulta nimic v-am zis doar cat de mult urasc starile toate cum e asta nasoala de acum&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu cine a facut playlistu asta dar exact acum la unu noaptea a inceput sa cante elena carestea gelozie imi vine sa plang nu la propriu chiar daca am auzit ca e bolnava femeia asta e ajungem toti acolo pana una alta nu o sa inteleg niciodata de ce a trebuit in toate cantecele ei sa spuna toate cuvintele cu acest e enervant uneori mishto e un accent bucurestean sau nu stiu exact, mai tineti minte cand statea in scara cu doamna eva? sau cum o chema? acolo la biserica italiana ... pe magheru ...&lt;br /&gt;si cu fata aia laura, ba nu, anca ... siliste ... care isi taia venele...&lt;br /&gt;n-am mai scris pe blog dupa cum se vede in schimb ma uit in continuu tocmai s-a incheiat campionatul mondial de atletism si ma pregatesc acum intens pentru turul spaniei si pentru us open o sa va tin la curent&lt;br /&gt;am inceput sa dau enter dupa idei dar in continuare nu pun punct si nu scriu cu litere mari la inceput de propozitii e tot o stare de a mea, dupa cum va spuneam le urasc&lt;br /&gt;nu m-a mai sunat nimeni de f mult timp cred ca am devenit un fel de sociopat oare asta e bine? pentru ce?&lt;br /&gt;ar fi tare sa mai scrie camus o carte credeti ca ar fi posibil ? dar ceva misto nu din alea cum e ciuma, ceva cu sfarsituri de lucruri si inceputuri altfel&lt;br /&gt;aproape ca ne-am hotarat sa ne cumparam casa pe strada mozart sau beethoven sau rossini numai numele strazii si deja m-am convins&lt;br /&gt;m-am apucat sa fac raport frumos despre strategia de pozitionare si concurenta am luat toti concurentii le-am facut swot si apoi am facut swot-ul nostru in functie de ei dupa care prima analiza cu seful meu nou s-a stabilit ca nu e bine nimic si ca trebuie luat totul de la capat si facut diferit dar la fel ce sa iti zic e o frumusete sa faci din nou toata munca si sa ajungi la aceleasi rezultate&lt;br /&gt;apoi mai grav a fost cand m-am contrazis cu el, tot cu seful meu nou si neexperimentat din punctul meu de vedere despre un slogan de l-am propus eu la o companie care suna asa "e timpul sa iti reduci costurile" iar el vine cu varianta "redu-ti costurile" io i-am zis clar ca nu imi place asa e prea scurt suna ca dracu si e mult mai elegant ca mine, si cred ca a ramas ca mine ma rog inca nu s-a dat in productie dar eu nu il schimb nici mort&lt;br /&gt;ca sa vezi si sa nu crezi creatza e rea de somn adica cum vine asta nu poate sa doarma pe galagie asta e o premiera si vine chiar dupa ce ne-am facut bagajele pentru mare pe somnu ei lesinat n-a ca s-a trezit de tot acest jim morisson al zilelor noastre care isi indreapta parul cu placa s-a trezit de tot si-a scos chilotii din curul inexistent si s-a relocat pe balcon la o tigara cu cafeaua de azi dimineata de fapt ieri dimineata ca ceaiul l-am aruncat&lt;br /&gt;aproape ca am reusit sa incheg trei vorbe in italiana cand m-a sunat azi roberto sa imi iau la revedere de la fiica lui i-am zis ceva cu anche si volta si imi venea sa zic travelino pana la urma a iesit un bon viagio sufocat e ciudat cu italienestile astea ca par sa fie la fel ca in romana da de fapt cand tre sa le zici nu iti mai vin&lt;br /&gt;in orice situatie e bine sa n-ai limite&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3165521170996845721</id><published>2009-08-16T12:55:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:47:38.806+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- ce tare ar fi fost sa fim tzigani, sa umblam in satra sa dansam pe strazi sa fatam multi copii murdari sa nu ne pese de cel mai mare rahat&lt;br /&gt;- eu nu inteleg cum mi-am ales prietenii este o selectie impresionanta&lt;br /&gt;- mai trebuie sa cumparati dulceata, smantana, oua si sa nu uitati de lamaie&lt;br /&gt;- liniste nu injurati vorbesc cu mama la telefon&lt;br /&gt;- oamenii sunt de doua feluri felu unu si felu doi&lt;br /&gt;- io nu inteleg cum isi face laba in buda de la serviciu, ii da energie, aia stiu ca ii dau bani pentru asta? cum sa puna camere in toalete? e ilegal&lt;br /&gt;- as vrea sa mi-o trag cu o tziganca, as spala-o inainte, ma excita treaba asta&lt;br /&gt;- te-ai pupat si tu cu vreun baiat in ultimele sase luni ? &lt;br /&gt;- nu prea&lt;br /&gt;- astia de la masa de deasupra se tin de maini peste masa si cred ca au adormit&lt;br /&gt;- acum inteleg de ce nu am si alti prieteni&lt;br /&gt;- catelu asta sigur nu are raie, s-ar vedea daca ar avea, ii cade blana ar fi smotocit&lt;br /&gt;- lu mihaitza tre sa ii explici ce vrea sa zica, asa o sa il intelegi&lt;br /&gt;- de fapt nu dorm se hipnotizeaza sau ceva&lt;br /&gt;- uneori nu inteleg cum de imi sunteti prieteni&lt;br /&gt;- nu mai beau, gata, m-am lasat de bautura, asa o bere la nu stiu cat timp mai merge&lt;br /&gt;- hai ca s-au trezit acum ii face un descant cu un fel de medalion magic&lt;br /&gt;- tre sa ma duc sa hranesc broasca si sa ud florile n-am mai fost de marti&lt;br /&gt;- daca beau doua trei deja ma imbat dansez pe mese&lt;br /&gt;- cu tipa asta e asa o relatie platonica, ne mai intalnim din cand in cand&lt;br /&gt;- pe fata lui scrie clar - cat tre sa mai suport pentru un amarat de futai&lt;br /&gt;- mihaitza pur si simplu are un blocaj, tre sa se futa, atata tot&lt;br /&gt;- o data m-a luat la ea acasa da eram beti rupti si am dormit, nu prea aveam cum sa... boram pe ea&lt;br /&gt;- eye in the sky parca o mai canta si altcineva te unge pe suflet&lt;br /&gt;- probabil ca vroia sa ne-o punem, dar daca nu puteam ... oricum eu nu inteleg femeile, si nici nu incerc&lt;br /&gt;- doamne ce prieteni mai am si eu&lt;br /&gt;- daca mai imi zici domnisoara frantuzoaica te bag sub masa&lt;br /&gt;- stiti pe cineva care are talent la benzi desenate&lt;br /&gt;- beau ca trista singura in casa imi mai pun un vin cu cola ca doar e sambata&lt;br /&gt;- ma bate un gand sa plec in australia&lt;br /&gt;- noi suntem un caz special, a fost frumos la inceput si e in continuare dragutz, romantic si cum vrei tu&lt;br /&gt;- nu pot sa inteleg cum de va am ca prieteni&lt;br /&gt;- tocmai ai iesit dintr-un cacat care incepuse bine si a ajuns cum a ajuns si esti pe cale sa o iei de la capat&lt;br /&gt;- tu esti mereu aia care sparge gasca, tot timpu tu pleci prima&lt;br /&gt;- momo este cel mai dragutz&lt;br /&gt;- ai observat ca toate intamplarile incep cu eram pe strada si beam. ...&lt;br /&gt;- tot timpu cand suntem la un bar io imi comand ceva alcool el un suc chelneru cand vine pune racoritoarea la mine si taria la el&lt;br /&gt;- imi miroase paru ingrozitor a fum transpiratie mancare&lt;br /&gt;- si mie&lt;br /&gt;- asa suntem si noi, eu imi iau o salata, ea un ciolan, ala cand vine ii da iei ordeful si imi tranteste mie ceafa de porc&lt;br /&gt;- credeam ca-s cu gem clatitiele nu cu ciuperci, mi s-a facut o pofta ...&lt;br /&gt;- mi s-a lipit faina si coca de tot pe maini cred ca nu o sa mi se ia vreo 3 zile&lt;br /&gt;- vorbeste-i in franceza, adora&lt;br /&gt;- s-a cacat cainele in casa?&lt;br /&gt;- da&lt;br /&gt;- mi-e pofta de un sandvis cu chiftea si maioneza de la rechinu&lt;br /&gt;- esti foarte stresata&lt;br /&gt;- mi se umfla o tzatza daca nu mananc acum&lt;br /&gt;- la motoare e naspa, numa alcool varsat pe bancile alea lipicioase incomode si spatiul ala limitat si numa pusti&lt;br /&gt;- fumez o tigara sa ma calmez&lt;br /&gt;- eram convins ca sudanul e in sudul africii dar la un moment dat credeam si mai grav ca e in asia&lt;br /&gt;- madam hai ca iti gasim si tie un congolez ceva&lt;br /&gt;- mi-am gasit un job in afganistan, imi strang bani si imi iau motor, da e cam naspa cu bombele&lt;br /&gt;- tre sa va sacrificati si voi un pic pentru ea si sa il suportati doar pentru ca ea vrea sa iesim cu el&lt;br /&gt;- momo e cel mai dotat&lt;br /&gt;- auzi ce-s cu papanasii astia, ai taiat din zidul berlinului?&lt;br /&gt;- stiai foarte bien ca astea n-au chef sa se intalneasca cu ala si ca le cari dupa tine doar ca ai tu chef sa te vezi cu el&lt;br /&gt;- de unde dracu am facut rost de asa prieteni&lt;br /&gt;- habdulilah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3165521170996845721?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3165521170996845721/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/ce-tare-ar-fi-fost-sa-fim-tzigani-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3165521170996845721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3165521170996845721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/ce-tare-ar-fi-fost-sa-fim-tzigani-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4145956849714054284</id><published>2009-08-13T04:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:06:23.643+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o bucata din zidul Berlinului, o cutie cu dinamite si multe cauze aparate de-a lungul timpului unele premiate pentru pace, piata palatului Hofburg la fel de frumoasa cum o lasasem, terasa de pe trotuar cu scaune albe in forma de uscatoare de rufe, podul ce parea mereu mai inalt si balustradele mereu mai joase spre Gamla Stan, privirea linistita a lui Nobel de dupa moarte, nebunia lui Sade pana la moarte dupa atatia ani de inchisoare, 93 de pietre pe cladirea rosie din piata centrala si cantaretii de langa fantana si copiii turistilor alergand in jurul ei, mai ales francezi, gustav al 14-lea gustav al nspelea si toata dinastia de gustavi si karli fiecare cu povestea si regina lui, rotitele lui tinguely stropind in linistea cumplita a insulei, capra cu anvelopa imprejur, liniile colorate ale lui mondrian, parca-i placeau lui popovici sau cui? corabia in intuneric refacuta la suprafata dupa atatea mii de ani, tot felul de yachturi, vaporase, salupe si alte ambarcatiuni in toate directiile si colturile, garajul de carucioare goale si tipetele prea multe pentru Pipi, roata parcului de distractii aproape atingand apa la fiecare rotatie, cel mai vechi muzeu in aer liber din lume cu renii, elanii, tzestoasele care faceau sex, lemurii, nevastuicile, calutzul si prajituria cu mobila veche, casa de marcat si oamenii din alte epoci, stradutzele pavate stramte pana la cea mai stramta de 90 cm si magazinul pentru caini moderni, stattuile aproape vii pe strada din colt in colt, leaganul din cauciuc in curtea scolii, cei mai necasatoriti oameni din lume, semafoarele cu butoane prompte, pavilionul chinezesc ascunzand ploaia, desenele in relief de la metrou, zecile de tipuri de arahide, alune bomboane in ciocolata, jeleuri, caramele, boniboane si acadele, dj-ul din weekday in soho, parada gay, vulpea cu bocancii in poala, targul de vechituri, camasa de la h&amp;m si fata de pe rochia alba de plaja la reducere, rucsacul mereu greu si incurcat, costumele de eschimosi de la absolut icebar, gura de canalizare personalizata, noaptea care se nastea in chinuri si se stingea intr-o clipita, diferenta de apa de la patrunderea in lacul malaren, plajele pline de oameni la 12 in plina zi de luni, restaurantul vegetarian pe stanca sus cu spatiu pentru nefumatori pe terasa si club de yoga la etaj si pasarile cu maniere proaste la masa, masinile de epoca, baloanele cu abur peste tot pe cer in ultima seara cea mai luminoasa noapte, aeroportul in furtuna la escala, caramelul machiatto de la starbucks si supa de usturoi, hering, penne cu smantana, chiftele cu sos si dulceata de fructe de padure, pizza marguerita si salata de fasole cu brocolli nici acum nu am inteles cu cati de c si cati de r se scrie, icoana neagra si cuiele din catedrala, cele trei coroane simbolizand uniunea dintre suedia norvegia si teritoriul din sud al suediei care apartinea pe vremuri danemarcei, cutiile de sampoane cu ochi si gura, filip si ceilalti oameni care au existat posibil pe vasa, tablourile albastre din camera dand impresia de geamuri, micul dejun mereu acelasi, noroc ca nu am stat decat 7 zile, ghidul de la primarie care pronunta v in loc de u unde se scria cu w, stylish-ul fashionism excentric avangardist second hand peste retro, geanta de la monki vanduta ca painea calda, cadourile si suvenirurile pentru acasa, blondele si 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href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4145956849714054284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-bucata-din-zidul-berlinului-o-cutie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/4145956849714054284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/4145956849714054284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-bucata-din-zidul-berlinului-o-cutie.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SoNnN18t1eI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6LDOtvQ37qM/s72-c/Stockholm+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6267285669113919478</id><published>2009-07-23T22:55:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:43:35.247+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am lucrat la un rahat de anexa azi juma de zi pentru la munca si cred ca o sa imi ia si maine cam toata ziua sa o termin in loc sa ma relaxez si eu in ultima zi de munca inainte de concediu. Maine seara iesim la bere cu fostul sef, James care s-a retras intre timp, cred ca v-am zis... o sa ma plictisesc rau la bere cu colegii, unii dintre ei sunt ok dar unii sunt intr-un mare fel plus ca mai vin si fosti colegi din anii trecuti care au lucrat cu James si n- sa am nici un chef de revederi sper sa reusesc sa ma car repede de la berarie poate ne vedem apoi la un cico madam daca reusesti bineinteles sa scapi de polonezele homeless si hapsane si vezi poate reusesti sa salvezi o clatita si o uscatzea si pentru gura mea sleita, apropo dupa cum ti-am zis capshunica a ajuns intr-un moment de apogeu al carierei sale de vesnica intarziata din cauza bagajelor nefacute drept pentru care s-a hotarat sa isi amane avionul cu patru zile si tot noaptea aterizeaza sa vedem cine o sa fie in stare sa o culeaga de prin piste mai ales ca a doua zi am de facut io bagaje, auzi la ea cica are o urgenta, instant mi-au venit prin cap vreo 3, ori i s-a blocat vreun negru in asternut, ori a pus-o vreun arab sa construiasca vreo cazemata, ori s-a otravit vreunu din djibouti cu ierburile sau prafurile lor de acolo si ia- aparut vreo excrescenta alba pe pielea-i namoloasa si sta sa i-o unga de durere, da cu siguranta una din astea trei apropo m-am gandit cum sa il salvam pe marcy darcy, ii zicem sa trimita un mail la siocru cu din alea ca el face numa ce ii zice alah si nici o data nu a dat gres si e baiat bun si toate cele si o sa vezi ca il accepta pana la urma si daca ii mai spui si de fildesu din coasta ce s-ar mai vinde aici in Europa cred ca e ca si convins&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am intalnit zilele astea si cu ursul din casa albastra nimic schimbat  cam distanta s-a potolit cu cluburile e femeie la casa ei acum cu barbat si gospodarie jobul acelasi rahat zilnic cu trimis mailuri de gen please find attached in engleza sau franceza zicea de bibi ca face poze la copii mici de bani gata cica scoate ceva destul de bine, misto idee, apropo tot din cauza lu capshunica s-ar putea sa nu ne mai bestializam la munte in primu wikend din august ca cica iar are o urgenta de data asta aici in romanica sa speram doamne ajuta ca nu incepe si cu rromii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6267285669113919478?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6267285669113919478/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-lucrat-la-un-rahat-de-anexa-azi-juma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6267285669113919478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6267285669113919478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-lucrat-la-un-rahat-de-anexa-azi-juma.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-322960123562315011</id><published>2009-07-19T14:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:17:02.198+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apropo mai tineti minte de omu ala care ne-a dat afara din casa in anu intai ca veneam prea multi si dormeam unii peste altii la el in casa ? am aflat ca e homosexual pe la un balcon prin braila, multzumim creatzo pentru reportaj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-322960123562315011?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/322960123562315011/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/apropo-mai-tineti-minte-de-omu-ala-care.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/322960123562315011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/322960123562315011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/apropo-mai-tineti-minte-de-omu-ala-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8846520992714670427</id><published>2009-07-19T14:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:15:02.737+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cum ajung oamenii la mine pe blog, dau pe google una din urmatoarele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Num  Perc. 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  68  100.00%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se observa o tenta usor neagresiva spre mustaciosi care se fut intre ei sau cu copii cocosei femei nud pedofili si toate cele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8846520992714670427?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8846520992714670427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cum-ajung-oamenii-la-mine-pe-blog-dau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8846520992714670427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8846520992714670427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cum-ajung-oamenii-la-mine-pe-blog-dau.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4649593137732608418</id><published>2009-07-18T18:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:06:04.588+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma cam plictisesc asa ca stau si ma uit pe geam, n-am mai facut asta dem ult, e o strada noua, interesant de observat, pe partea cealalta in centrul atentiei e un fel de tziganca, vagaboanda de pe strada care se intretine cu clientii unui chiosc, de fapt cu unii care si-au oprit masinile in colt si stau si o freaca probabil oricum nu au nimic mai interesant de facut si se tot iau de asta o handicapata de tiganca creata tunsa scurt in sus cu un fel de rochie baby doll cu cordon si peste izmene bea si ea o bere cersita ca sambata seara si astia o iau la misto o imping de la unu la altu ca cica vor sa o pupe apoi ii zic sa se urce in portbagaj hohote de ras fac misto unu de altu sa o ia acasa arunca o cola in ea, ea arunca inapoi, apoi o bat, dupaia ii dau niste bani si isi mai ia o bere, in sfarsit pleaca astia, probabil se duc sa o mai frece si la alt colt, ea trece strada aproape ca nici nu se uita daca vin masini probabil pentru ea viata nu e mare diferenta daca ar calca-o vreo masina, iarasi vin altii si aceeasi poveste fac misto de ea rad galagios ea scoate niste sunete ciudate care ii fac sa rada astia sunt cam beti cred ca au iesit de prin vreun club, cateva minute si iarasi apar altii tot rasete scandal cam multi golani in cartieru asta ma asteptam la altceva, sunt tot felu de case de arhitecti vis-a-vis si aviatori. In sfarsit liniste ca e deja tarziu s-au potolit toti cat sa mai bea, ultimul tramvai si se mai intorc grupuri de prin centru, tiganca se baga in seama mai cu toti, probabil sambata e cea mai profitabila zi a ei.&lt;br /&gt;Azi a venit mamaia la noi si pot sa zic ca se tine foarte bine, o dor picioarele dar asta sa fie singura problema la 86 de ani io zic ca e rezonabil si cand am auzit ca nu a avut nici o operatie toata viata ei am incremenit i-am laut artrostop ca se plangea ca s-a terminat si abia pe 22 ia pensia, ni s-a parut prea mult pana pe 22, s-a suparat cica de ce i-am luat, le-a rasturnat pe toate din flaconul pe care scria 100 de tablete, le-a intins pe toate pe cuvertura si a inceput sa le puna la loc numarandu-le iar la sfarsit a exclamat ca sunt fix 100. In intunericul furtunii intrat in camera n-avea nici o problema sa citeasca ora si auzea la tv chiar daca nu era dat f tare, i-am luat dropsuri, budinca, bere si de toate a zis ca totul este minunat.&lt;br /&gt;m-am gandit de multe ori la ziua cand va muri michael jackson si cum va fi mi-o imaginam asa cu aceleasi imagini pe toate posturile de stiri, emisiuni retrospective si multe manifestari pe strada cu lumanari si coroane probabil ca si el si-a imaginat-o la fel si s-a gandit mereu ca vor ramane multi oameni tristi dupa moartea lui, poate nu era totusi atat cum s-a spus despre el. Acum imi vine sa ma gandesc cum va fi ziua mortii mele, cati oameni vor fi tristi, probabil nu asa multi, si ar fi bine sa fie un ponton pe mare de unde sa mi se arunce cenusa in vant si pasarile sa planga in zbor. Madam dupa ce mori o sa iti facem un mormant sus de tot si drmul sa fie plin de stradute lisaboneze si sa urcam pe el cantand marseileza si dance me to the end iar pe piatra sa scrie “e posibil sa revin”. Capshunica la moartea ei o sa facem baloane din prezervative si corul de negrese o sa cante balade africane si god save the queen si pe ritm de manea, toti barbatii ni i-ai luat si in sfarsit ultima inmormantare pe fundal incet the reaper si walk away o luntre pe rau si oamenii spun glume pe margine of cat de macabru mai sunt sa vorbesc atata despre morti o sa ajung sa ii vad pe strada da numai din astia faimosi gen elvis sau chaplin&lt;br /&gt;miercuri am avut ditamai eveniment de organizat interviu a venit una de la revista forbes romania sa ia interviu pune te si aranjeaza pregateste ma si vezi pe mine pr-istu firmei toata ziua am pierdut-o constriund intrebari posibile si variante de raspuns sa nu se incurce ceo-ul cand l-o intreba da ce te faci ca pana la urma tot ce a vrut el a zis si s-au dus pe apa sambetei toate pregatirile mele si toate guidelinurile si a doua zi a mai avut unu ala nici nu stiu ce a mai zis pe acolo o sa citesc direct in presa dracoveniile&lt;br /&gt;in alta zi stateam intr-o camera mare de cladire veche un fel de casa boiereasca fost casino cu bar si garderoba o masa veche in mijloc la masa doi negrotei capshunico numa buni pentru tine ca au si bani, unu e din sierra leone si unu din guatemala si vorbeau despre cumpararea a nu stiu ce paduri pe la buzau spalare de bani chestii aveau toti banii cash 5 milioane de euro doar prima transa si eu trebuia sa le traduc pana la urma au dat-o in spaniola guatemalezu stia ca statuse si in mexic nu stiu cat si in honduras si in costa rica, astia de fapt veneau de la londra facusera facultatea acolo unu dintre ei si unu la montreal stiau si franceza deci cred ca erau ceva rude de super politicieni dictatori sau sefi de trib si vroiau sa isi bage banii in ceva cat mai repede parca eram in nasu sau in reservoir dogs tare ciudat capshunico tu cum te mai descurci cu negroteii pe acolo mai faci fata sau te-au coplesit toti cum e la bar ti-au dat si tie bacsis sau iti platesc in natura vestea buna e ca madam si-a terminat licenta sau masteru sau ce naiba era ultima chestie de o facea si acuma e in vesnica dilema sa fac doctoratu sa nu fac doctoratu vorba ta parca o vad asa si la 50 de ani ca bebele alea de stateau la terasa de ziceai macar nu e ca tine parasita de martin pentru a 43 a oara in al 44-lea an de relatie cu tot cu pauze si escapade iar de mata nu te ingrijora e la menopauza ar trebui sa te bucuri altele nici macar nu au apucat perioada. altele s-au cuplat cu de alde marcy darcy peste ceva timp o sa le vad prin liban vanzand fildes pe coasta cu celelalte neveste&lt;br /&gt;problema e ca pe madam nu a invitat-o nimeni la nunta lu alina sterpu ce facem o luam asa la negru fara cadou sau putem sa o punem sa plateasca cadourile la toti ceilalti in schimbul unui loc la masa la fiecare fel&lt;br /&gt;ne-am revazut ieri i-au mai crescut sanii si-a pus si push up flu flu ca de obicei a ras un munte de salata de fructe astalalta un platou intreg de sandvisuri in timp ce mentionau mandre ca ele nu manaca seara de parca eram ziua in amiaza mare la terasa&lt;br /&gt;azi a fost canicula 40 de grade cred nu se respira cand am iesit afara am mancat zacusca picanta si cereale viva cu cioco toata ziua si noroc cu canicula asta de am reparat si noi aeru conditionat si anume am scos tonele de praf din el ca se infundase erau albe plasele alea trebuiau sa fie negre la origini&lt;br /&gt;acuma ne pregatim sa iesim iar sa vedem pe unde... si zilele astea ne gateste madam rugati-va pentru noi sa scapam teferi&lt;br /&gt;saraca a citit toata ziua adevarul de ieri seara ca nu si-a putut baga ip-ul in laptop desi i-a lasat fosta chiriasa instructiuni si acuma e disperata sa iesim ca a murit de plictiseala&lt;br /&gt;io s-ar putea sa am gripa porcina astia de la mine de la munca cica a luat unu si i-a chemat cam pe toti la matei bals sa ii examineze capshunico daca nu ne mai vedem pune fa ordine in viata si lasa bordelloseniile ca nu te mai primesc aia in rai&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3314447859038249792</id><published>2009-06-15T23:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:04:24.089+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ar fi fost tare sa gasesc jurnalele cuiva si sa ma apuc sa le citesc pe fiecare in ordine dupa date, cineva necunoscut, sau chiar cunoscut, desi asa cred ca ar fi cam ciudat&lt;br /&gt;desi ghena este intre etajul nostru si cel de deasupra, prefer mai mereu sa cobor doua etaje sau chiar uneori pana la parter, cred ca pentru a nu face zgomot pungile cand se pravalesc spre tomberon, asa de la parter drumul e mult mai scurt, sau poate pentru ca la etajul de deasupra e apartamentul administratorei, ea saraca e femeie de treaba, cu gura mare dar de treaba, in schimb bosorogu de barbatsu, o pramatie de om, fie-i tzarana usoara daca o muri, ea e mare personaj in zona, stie despre fiecare din bloc cat consuma la apa de cate ori iese din caza pe zi sau ce bauturi alcoolice a consumat ultima oara, au dat-o si la televizor, cu cainii ei, are 4 acuma, a avut 5 trei au murit, unul otravit si unul de cancer si unul nu mai stiu de ce, si apoi si-a mai luat doi, de a facut barbatsu criza, da ce era sa ii faca, de o femeie de asta nu scapi nici cu spray pentru orbire, are si vreo 3 pisici parca, mai tineti minte cand o strigam in curte cand stateam la etaju 1, era vara cald si se auzea cum vorbea cu cainii si am inceput sa o strig, administratora?! fumasem in ziua aia?&lt;br /&gt;apropo de caini, m-a agatzat una intr-o noapte in parc cica e de la facultatea de veterinari, si ca fac niste experimente pentru care printre altele recolteaza sperma, de la caini am aflat ulterior dupa ce am intrebat pe a cui vrea sa o recolteze, pe alui boris, a dat norocu peste el, nu tre sa satisfaca pe nimeni, doar i se va provoca placere, mai grav e ca tre sa asist, ca doar n-o sa imi las cainele pe mana unei necunoscute, si pana la urma cine stie poate se lasa cu diversiuni&lt;br /&gt;ziceam de ghena deci, ca era ciudat cand m-am trezit acum cateva zile intre etaje mai sus, se vedea ca nu mai fusesem de cva vreme pe acolo era totul nou si eu doar in blugi cu tricoul in mana si campersii si in papuci, eram ca un amant ascuns in sifonier, ciudata ipostaza avand in vedere ca nu am inselat niciodata pe nimeni si nici nu am intervenit in viata vreunui cuplu care o ducea bine, si am stat asa pana la urma mi-am pus tricoul si am plecat in parc, ce se putea intampla, daca ma vede oricum nu m-ar recunoaste, si daca m-ar recunoaste oricum nu stie ca sunt eu, nu stie cine sunt, poate sunt in vizita la altcineva, mai ales ca veneam de mai sus, cel putin de la 5, dar de ce veneam pe scari, de ce nu am luat liftul? pentru ca am facut burta si m-am gandit ca niste miscare in plus ar prinde bine&lt;br /&gt;cati tati mai cred despre fiicele lor de 25 de ani ca sunt virgine sau cate fete mai cred despre tatii lor ca asta cred...&lt;br /&gt;mai tare a fost cand dupa ce m-a anuntat ca a fost o gluma din seria te scalpez dar nu acum, a fost foarte amuzant cand mi-am scos caracatita cu boxeri de sub saltea, aruncata acolo ca in cea mai rapida ascunzatoare sigura gasita pe moment, si inca din troller-ul de sub pat sub privirile socate ale lu fratemiu care veniste intre timp cu gogosi si coliva si era convins ca taicasu are videochat pe telefon&lt;br /&gt;da stiu v-ati pierdut demult, pentru explicatii in detaliu lasati comentarii&lt;br /&gt;din nou in vama, inca un an inca un hotel oribil pe la corsaru ce bine ar fi sa fie daramat sa vina un uragan ceva un taifun sa il zboare de acolo ca nu isi are locu si a mai aparut unu un fel de hundertwasser da mai slab mai degraba aduce a vara ispitelor, si semnele ramase pe langa slip de la scandura bancii de la mitocanu mai nervos ca niciodata, si drumul soarelui printre nori, si norii prin soare, nisipul dintre unghii ce poetic a fost asta, si cocalarul de pe plaja cu motoru scuipand nisip, si cortul din curte fulguit de vant, uscat, racit de noapte, udat de ploaie, ars de soare si iar fulguit, si ochelarii de la blues brothers, si hendrix ascultat dinspre terasa, si crema intinsa pe pielea nebronzata si apa care i se parea atat de rece, si si baia in mare in noapte doar cu luna fara slip doar cu bautura si badel singurul supravietuitor, doar ca s-au inventat telefoanele cu camera acum noroc ca inca nu capteaza bine, si picoarele care se zguduiau singure dintr-un nisip in altul si nu le putea opri decat o banca sau picioarele altuia venind in directie opusa, si textele melodiilor care pareau toate stiute desi nu mai auzeai muzica, si mainile care apucau toate sticlele de pe toate mesele, si tequila mai nshpa fara sare decat cu sare, si miscarile anemice pe we're the kids of america, si nu iti mai dai seama daca e lumina sau noapte decat cand iti vezi borala in nisip intre picioare, in spate miroase a hamsii, le e foame, si rasaritul pe care nu il mai vezi pentru ca nu poti sa ridici capul, si toate glumele care se fac apoi pe seama ta ca ai baut prea mult, si scaparile la parinti ca n-ai cum sa te ascunzi, si oamenii in fiecare an mai altfel mai urati dar aceeasi, si ceata din ultima zi care acoperea toata marea, si dorul de casa mai ales cand te intorci singur, autostrada trista&lt;br /&gt;am ratat toate galeriile din noaptea galeriilor cica erau gratis toate mare profit nu e ca oricum n-am prea calcat prin galerii de cand ma stiu pe aici, adevaru e ca sunt cam abstracte, nu prea inteleg, tre sa mergi cu mine sa imi explici, tot esti experta in istoria artei, ma gandesc ca intelegi si ce inseamna, nu?&lt;br /&gt;madam am auzit ca ai primit scrisoare emotionanta, astept detalii, apropo intoarce-te mai repede ca astea si-ua scapat de sub control, s-a dat la noi fecior bine si tot baftoasa si-a tras-o cu cel mai bun barbat de pe plaja iti povestesc totul in amanunt cand ne vedem, bafta cu scrisu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3314447859038249792?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3314447859038249792/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ar-fi-fost-tare-sa-gasesc-jurnalele.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3314447859038249792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3314447859038249792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ar-fi-fost-tare-sa-gasesc-jurnalele.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3037494986088397281</id><published>2009-05-20T18:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:24:04.402+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>probabil ca ar fi fost mai bine sa fiu soldat, ofiter ceva, sau nu, fara nici un grad, doar asa soldat, in vreun razboi in sri lanka de exemplu, sau fara nici un razboi, pe timp de pace, da tot tre sa te trezesti dimineata, sa iti bei cafeaua, ce cafea domne, flotari direct, din cate stiu astia nici nu folosesc pijamale, nu stiu am auzit si eu n-am fost in armata probabil ca nu as fi rezistat sau poate eram mai beton acuma aveam si io muschi pai daca suna alarma la 6 dimineata ca e atac pe front pai in primu rand imi lua ceva timp pana imi dadeam seama in ce an suntem si de ce am dormit azi noapte, apoi pana imi gaseam hainele, pana terminam cu baia, plecam asa nespalat pe dinti, cel mai probabil in chiloti si la intelepciunea-mi deosebita as fi uitat cu siguranta si vesta antiglont si m-as fi dus asa in papuci direct in cazemata si da-i cu gloante nenica dupaia pe la masa de pranz poate aflam si eu cu cine ne-am batut si pentru ce&lt;br /&gt;madam pe tine te-am fi pus sa stai de straja la garnizoana sus in turn sa vezi totul de acolo inclusiv fantomele si lupii din padure, femeile gravide dulapurile neverificate ca sigur ai fi stat treaza toata noaptea lejer, pe capshunica o punem la departamentul posta ... nu madam, nu o facem posta la soldati, da stiu ca la asta vreti cu toatele, asta va fi un fel de al doilea post asa, ca si-asa nu o sa fie bine platite, zic la departamentul posta adica sa scrie scrisori romantice de iubire, de adio, de despartire etc. pentru soldati sa le trimita acasa la oricine asteapta, iar pe madam emo o plasam la sectia artilerie grea, adica bombe dinamite kalashnikoave si orice are legatura cu viata de apoi asa o sa fie in ton cu starea ei de emo si in plus cu cea de fatalitate sexy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3037494986088397281?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3037494986088397281/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/probabil-ca-ar-fi-fost-mai-bine-sa-fiu.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3037494986088397281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3037494986088397281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/probabil-ca-ar-fi-fost-mai-bine-sa-fiu.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6578764088388538436</id><published>2009-05-17T14:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:38:08.862+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ma scuzati un moment tre sa strang niste resturi de unghii de pe birou ... gata.&lt;br /&gt;madam esti salvata fi atenta aicisa ca am gasit solutia perfecta pentru bunastarea vietii tale viitoare dupa cum ai aflat deja in america e foarte aproape sa se legalizeze casatoria in trei asa ca madam ne-am hotarat ca daca nu te ia nimeni o sa te luam noi roata la bicicleta si o luam si pe amarata aialalta de la arabi si marocani de acolo sa nu o ia naibii vreun grup de vraci din madagascar sa o puna frunza la rani ca ma gandesc ca daca se legalizeaza in 3 se legalizeaza si in 4 mai e doar un pas va fac si cate-un plod la fiecare sa nu va plictisiti una de alta si gata am rezolvat o sa fim o mare familie fericita, mai trebuie sa o conving doar pe madam emo sa fie si ea de acord da nu acuma ca trece printr-o pasa nenegociabila cu camasi baietoase, incaltari de skater, paru palmieru si pasiuni arzatoare stii si tu cum e viata de emo, linistita si senina ca moartea&lt;br /&gt;mi-am luat si io doua zile de concediu si ghici ce mi le-a umplut de task-uri  ba ca sa ma duc sa ii cumpar cadou de la multi ani lu sefu'i barabtu visurilor ei destept si cu bani si urat si cam batran fie vorba-ntre noi, ba ca sa ma duc sa stau in locu ei la cursuri sa o trec prezenta pe ea si pe colegele ei fandositele figurantele de s-au cheltuit toti banii in ultimele zile din cauza lor si uite asa mi-a ocupat integral ambele zile libere de n-o sa am timp sa sforai nici 3 minute&lt;br /&gt;in rest gainutza ce sa iti zic alintata ca de obicei isi freaca toata ziua penele si fulgii, intr-o zi s-a dus si s-a vodcit singura cu "prietenele ei" si pe mine nici la noaptea muzeelor nu m-a scos&lt;br /&gt;m-am hotarat sa imi fac firma de curierat rapid si coletarie rutiera si pedestra in Tibet Dalai Express, ne asociem cu Dalai Lama, eu vin cu experienta si el cu spiritul si cunoasterea, angajam niste serpasi din aia sa mearga pe jos cu coletele ca sunt aprigi au antrenament si noi stam si fumam ca acolo in tibet ce naiba sa faci, mai nasol e cu expeditiile internationale ca acolo cica nu sunt piste de avioane decat lungi cat garsoniera noastra da putem sa punem niste avioane din alea rusesti de unica folosinta si sa va impachetati bine coletele, da?&lt;br /&gt;m-am uitat la all time top rock bands si nu inteleg de ce pe unu au iesit rolling stones sa imi ziceti si mie cine este de acord cu aceasta clasare ca eu nu, intrigant led zepellin doar pe 3, pink floyd abia pe 4, queen doar pe 6 iar guns si aerosmith nici macar in top 10, inadmisibil, va rog sa refaceti top-ul si sa imi trimiteti ca am de gand sa fac o reclamatie la vh1&lt;br /&gt;depeche si-au anulat concertul la bucuresti s-a drogat dave pana nu a mai putut cica a facut gastrocolita ia right, madam apropo ti-am luat bilet la cohende ala eftenu ca muzica se simte nu se vede&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6578764088388538436?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6578764088388538436/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ma-scuzati-un-moment-tre-sa-strang.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6578764088388538436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6578764088388538436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ma-scuzati-un-moment-tre-sa-strang.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2697980658430533731</id><published>2009-05-12T12:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:38:34.298+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>madam, tin'te bine vine concurenta, si nu ma refer aici doar la sexi braileanca sau gripata porcinica, este vorba de madam emo, a inceput cu ace de siguranta pe cravata desalata peste camasa decoltata si acuma si-a luat si skateri din aia cu sireturi rebele dezlegate numa ca tocmai a intrat subit intr-o depresie specifica varstei si a stabilit ca va functiona tot in picioarele goale sau cu petice si improvizatii, sa speram ca isi va reveni la normal si nu va fi cazul sa facem laborator de variante pentru sinucidere sa cumparam mese de cadavre si sa ne angajam pe la criminalistica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2697980658430533731?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2697980658430533731/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/madam-tinte-bine-vine-concurenta-si-nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2697980658430533731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2697980658430533731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/madam-tinte-bine-vine-concurenta-si-nu.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6587897865468655782</id><published>2009-05-02T13:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:59:50.616+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blocul din Vidin unde stateam inainte pare acum mult mai mic, desi are tot 4 etaje, dar  il tineam minte mult mai mare si nu asa de pustiu, acuma e si cam darapanat da asta oricum era probabil, si uzina Progresu de vis-a-vis nu mai exista s-a daramat, am mai ramas doar poarta 2 de o dadeam tot timpul ca reper cand trebuia sa ajunga cineva la noi, in rest orasul e la fel, catedrala e inca neterminata dar nu mai are mult se pare,  patinoarul tot pustiu, vagoanele parasite in privelistea de sus din gradina mare, apa e mult mai sus, au mai facut un mall sau o chestie cu multe magazine, unele de care nici nu stiam ; nu m-am plimbat deloc am stat doar in casa si m-am uitat cum ploua ; am aflat cum s-a sinucis de fapt unchimiu, a baut o sticla de spirt inainte sa se spanzure, ciudat.&lt;br /&gt;astia in schimb s-au plimbat toata ziua parca n-au stare au fost prin tot orasul iar acum sunt deja prin orasele din imprejurimi, cred ca au consumat o gramada de benzina si mananca dulciuri in continuu si ma viciaza si pe mine&lt;br /&gt;cine vrea sa pozeze nud pentru un calendar pe care sa il vindem si sa strangem bani pentru un spital de animale?&lt;br /&gt;gainutza harnicutza a trebaluit toata ziua si-a facut ordine in bibliorafturi si curatzenie in cuibar si s-a pregatit pentru oaspetii speciali, e in continuare foarte ingrijorata de un potential cutremur sa nu i se prabuseasca cotlonul sau sa ii sparga ouale si se gandeste din ce in ce mai serios sa faca niste pui vara asta desi nu si-a gasit inca alesul, ca toti umbla numai si numai dupa interes. cine sa mai inteleaga si gainile astea niciodata nu poti sa prevezi ce vor, in sfarsit seara a cazut frnta de oboseala si s-a hotarat ca de maine sa nu mai faca niciodata atata treaba ca nu se merita si nimeni nu apreciaza si pierde vremea aiurea in loc sa se concentreze pe lucruri mult mai esentiale pentru viata&lt;br /&gt;maine ma duc la teatru de fapt azi merge careva? abia astept n-am mai fost de vreo 3 luni si mai ales aici&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6587897865468655782?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-48914542674709938</id><published>2009-04-29T22:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:15:09.290+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gainutza a avut mare ghinion astazi ca s-a bagat ea asa tot cautand niste rame pe sub niste scanduri si a ramas blocata acolo vreo cateva ore ca era spatiul prea stramt si nu se putea intoarce dar nici inainte nu putea sa mearga foarte ciudat pentru ca inainte trecea pe acolo fara probleme, o fi de la prea multe rame, pana la urma, s-a speriat de un dihor si din sperietura s-a smuls dintre scanduri si a devenit iarasi libera, asa ca s-a dus la produs si anume la suratele ei mult mai instarite paunitele niste doamne foarte elegante din ograda, cu familii instarite dar si cu multi pui si nu prea ingrijite de felul lor, s-a dus sa le ceara bani, ca cica ar fi muncit strutul tehnician la ele in cuibar si asteapta remuneratie, pana la urma s-a invoit paunul si i-a dat un teanc de dolari de a scos-o din saracie pe gainutza ca si-asa ii mergea cam prost in ultima vreme ca s-a tot perindat dintr-o ograda in alta in cautare de alti cocosei si nici n-a mers pe jos ci mai lua cate-o carutza sau mai trecea cate o roana si sunt scumpe acuma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-48914542674709938?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/48914542674709938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/04/gainutza-avut-mare-ghinion-astazi-ca-s.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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buni de politica sunt, aici m-au innebunit cu politica lor, a guvernelor a partidelor a cartofilor a femeilor fara feminitate si orice politica de li se nazare lor prin minte cand isi beau cafeaua instant de la automatul din colt dimineata si isi citesc ziarul incercand sa faca pe ocupatii si interesantii sperand sa nu ii ocupe nimeni sa ii deranjeze. io n-am treaba ma urc in taxi le zic destinatia si atata le-a fost nu mai auzi nimica de la mine, unii mai incearca uneori baga cate o fraza de introducere li se pare cam ciudat ca nu primesc nici o reactie mai baga o legatura deja ingrijorator nimic de raspuns si la a treia parere nesolicitata deja intra in panica si incep sa isi vada de ale lor blagoslovind pe tzaranu care n-a dat prioritate sau pe fitzoasa care se grabeste la birou si trece pe rosu. cei mai tari sunt cand isi iau la revedere de la controlorii de trafic sau de la sefele de tura, parca ar fi un adevarat discurs de final la comisia europeana, o seara excelenta noapte buna somn usor, o dimineata placuta spor la bani, tura usoara o zi superba o saptamana de vis viata lunga si maxim de fericire de nu se mai termina fratica cu uratu parca tot destinul ar sta doar in urarile lor de bine sau nu &lt;br /&gt;gainutza a fost tare cumintzica azi, foarte harnicutza, a ciugulit toate boabele de prin ograda si toate firicelele de iarba de prin plasa curtii, s-a perindat un pic prin dreptul gardului de la grajd unde stateau pinteniti cocoseii la atipit, are mai de care sa traga cu ochiul si apoi si-a vazut serioasa de treaba a stat la taclale cu suratele ei despre ce puicute a mai ciupit cocosul, cat a lipsit fiecare si ce scuza a bagat cand s-a intors, ce cocosel a mai iesit de pe piata, ce super delicatese din boabe de grau au mai mancat azi  si tot asa, si-a citit apoi scrisoarea de la gainusa din ograda de azur si s-a gandit sa ii raspunda sa aiba grija la relatiile cu cocoseii carora nu le plac puicutele sa nu se indragosteasca de ei ca se leaga la cap si o sa creasca pui toata viata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1753313800946013720?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1753313800946013720/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/04/madam-iti-scriu-ca-sa-intreb-cum-e-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1753313800946013720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1753313800946013720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/04/madam-iti-scriu-ca-sa-intreb-cum-e-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4410453166011965977</id><published>2009-04-27T17:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:01:26.027+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o admiratoare de pe la munca m-a visat in weekend, cica eram bolnav la pat racit si ii ceream ceai si s-a alarmat foarte tare ca se gandea ca am patit ceva, culmea e ca eu chiar sunt racit de doua saptamani si nu avea de unde sa stie foarte ciudat si cu visele astea unele te incremenesc ce mai auzi, colega mea gravida a visat-o pe prietena ei careia eu ii spun baietzel, ca se marita si la nunta ei vroia sa intre in biserica cu rochia neagra de la restaurant iar la peterecere sa se duca cu rochia alba de mireasa, asta da vis macabru, desi la cat de ametit sunt eu o intamplare ca asta mi s-ar putea intampla chiar si in realitate, intr-o dim m-am trezit in autobuz ca imi pusesem puloverul invers, si era frig si a trebuit sa merg cu el asa pana la destinatie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-4410453166011965977?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4410453166011965977/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-admiratoare-de-pe-la-munca-m-visat-in.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/4410453166011965977'/><link 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Sunt absolut senzationali! Mici-mici, mustaciosi, botosi si pupaciosi! Au si ei povestea lor trista: mamica lor a murit la cateva ore dupa ce i-a nascut pe strada, in zapada, asa ca puii au fost crescuti cu biberonul. Ei au acum varsta de 3 luni si sunt catei de companie perfecti: papa putin, nu ocupa spatiu, pot trai in cea mai mica garsoniera, isi pot face nevoile intr-un balcon sau baie daca stapanul nu are intotdeauna timp sa ii scoata la plimbare. V-am convins? Daca nu, aruncati o privire pozelor din attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ii oferim spre adoptie in Bucuresti (sau in tara daca se poate asigura transportul; noi nu avem posibilitatea de a-i "livra" in tara).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doritorii sunt rugati sa dea un mail la delia_pirvu@ yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VA MULTUMIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SfVN8IyMb1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GydIvQg1qNo/s1600-h/familia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SfVN8IyMb1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GydIvQg1qNo/s200/familia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329251429608353618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2085518135762972446</id><published>2009-04-26T00:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:47:39.815+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>s-a cutremurat blogu si s-a scris iar, stam cu picioarele spre usa si cu haine cat mai multe pe noi, am pregatit poseta la intrare langa lesa, am pus toti banii si cardurile si telefoanele proaspat incarcate, si tot aurul si bijuteriile, si colectia de bilete, si gecile cele mai bune la indemana, nu ne-am pus inca de acord daca stam in casa sub tocuri sau fugim pe scari 4 etaje, probabil ca ne vom ciocni unul de altul, si oricum ne va lua ceva timp pana urnim cainele din loc ca n-are nici un stres, &lt;br /&gt;o sa dormim imbracati oricum care o putea dormi, io sigur da&lt;br /&gt;ma si vad alergand pe scari, clatinat din perete in balustrada, dupa calculele mele 50 de secunde ar fi pana la iesire, cu cel putin o impiedicare inclusa de fiecare si cu tot cu figuri de gen, am uitat iphonu, mai bine imi luam si pensetele, prea se zgaltaie, cum sa tin drept&lt;br /&gt;destul de interesant fenomenu, palpitant, mie chiar imi place, dezvolta asa un instinct animalic, de simpla supravietuire si frica de moarte, daca n-om mai fi sa stiti ca ne-am trait viata, a fost chiar meritat efortul si nu vroiam nimic in plus, v-am iubit pe toti asa amarati cum sunteti si ati avut mare noroc sa ma cunoasteti si sa aveti parte de mine&lt;br /&gt;oare cum s-o gandi tot pamantu asta sa se zbuciume in asa hal si asa deodata si nehotarat ca il apuca uneori da se razgandeste repede si tot asa ar fi bine sa o mai tina de cateva dati ca sa ne ferim naibii de una mai zdruncinata, ca atunci sa vezi ce te cobori pe scari si ramai cu clanta-n mana ca aia de prin Italia de stau in corturi acuma Doamne apara-ne si pazeste-ne ca mare ti-e gradina si placa tectonica de o fi simtit si ea imbecilitatea oamenilor si se cutremura de 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/Sdd7Li0bsEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-uDf0U22Rws/s72-c/cismigiu+4+aprilie+2009+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7672108027312862669</id><published>2009-04-03T19:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:41:18.959+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a venit primavara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdY8ExVw1kI/AAAAAAAAAEo/97ya0DyXyJA/s1600-h/predeal+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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star!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;pe primul o sa il cheme Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIrZsmvqeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DhonOdFS2To/s1600-h/predeal+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIrZsmvqeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DhonOdFS2To/s400/predeal+183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319361830348368354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si o sa locuiasca undeva in Pitesti, iar al doilea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIrhctRxII/AAAAAAAAAEY/_-7I4TOnGII/s1600-h/predeal+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIrhctRxII/AAAAAAAAAEY/_-7I4TOnGII/s400/predeal+184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319361963519755394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sa mearga la o familie prin zona Oltului&lt;br /&gt;Cert e ca sunt amandoi bine sanatosi si cred ca o vor duce f bine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIroLzK7xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RWZaD2BJ4bY/s1600-h/predeal+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SdIroLzK7xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RWZaD2BJ4bY/s400/predeal+187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319362079240154898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca o veste buna, s-au strans deja bani pt Rocco si recuperarea lui este asigurata, nici macar n-am apucat sa trimit banii stransi de noi, asa ca ramane sa imi spuneti daca vreti sa trimitem acesti bani pt un alt caz de care se ocupa aceasta organizatie&lt;br /&gt;www.orasulanimalelor.ro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1835870198448961385?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1835870198448961385/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/ce-pot-sa-zic-i-am-star.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1835870198448961385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1835870198448961385'/><link rel='alternate' 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scrie "Rumania"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-394250319029231866?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/394250319029231866/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/fost-atinsa-in-sfarsit-culmea-in.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/394250319029231866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/394250319029231866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/fost-atinsa-in-sfarsit-culmea-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8772658576551998851</id><published>2009-03-20T12:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:27:32.258+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Strang bani pentru un catzel care are nevoie de un tratament de recuperare, aveti mai jos mesajul de la persoana care se ocupa direct, nu am mai pus si pozele pentru ca erau cam dureroase, cine vrea sa participe sa ma anunte pe mine sau pe ea&lt;br /&gt;mersi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;va rugam ajutati un catel foarte, FOARTE CHINUIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se numeste ROCCO, are cam 4 ani si a fost salvat din parcarea unui hypermarket din Bucuresti. Un picior i-a fost smuls din sold; celalalt picior era rupt bucatele-bucatele, impuscat cu 3 alice si extraordinar de infectat. Mai are si un prolaps penian, capatat in urma unei maltratari “locale”. Pe scurt… un caine cumplit de molestat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O echipa alcatuita dintr-un medic veterinar si un chirurg ortoped uman a realizat ceea ce parea imposibil si i-a salvat piciorul impuscat, printr-o operatie dificila de reconstructie realizata cu ajutorul unui fixator extern de uz uman, modificat pt dimensiunile de piciorus de catel. In circa 2-3 luni Rocco isi va putea folosi piciorul, fiind astfel un catel in 3 picioare, in loc de 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentan el este cazat la cabinetul veterinar care a instrumentat cazul lui Rocco din prima zi. Costurile legate de recuperarea lui Rocco sunt mari, iar noi cei care am preluat acest caz suntem mult depasiti d.p.d.v. financiar, intrucat pe langa Rocco mai avem multi alti amarati molestati pt care trebuie sa platim sume consistente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va rugam sa ajutati la salvarea acestui catel. Daca tot s-au realizat pana acum asemenea performante medicale iar Rocco care sanse extrem de mari sa fie un catel normal si fericit, ar fi pacat ca el sa nu se refaca fiindca noi am ajuns “la fundul sacului” si nu ne mai permitem continuarea tratamentului, plata cazarii etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine doreste sa contribuie la salvarea lui Rocco cu orice suma, oricat de mica, este rugat sa scrie la delia_pirvu@ yahoo.com. Indurati-va de acest suflet nevinovat, mult prea greu incercat. Uitati-va in ochii lui Rocco… si rupeti putin din putinul vostru pt salvarea acestui catelus pe care semenii nostri pe care ii numim “oameni” au gasit de cuviinta sa il maltrateze cu asemenea salbaticie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8772658576551998851?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8772658576551998851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/strang-bani-pentru-un-catzel-care-are.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8772658576551998851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8772658576551998851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/strang-bani-pentru-un-catzel-care-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5936612193603193190</id><published>2009-03-20T10:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:44:20.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stirea zilei - roxi manelista vrea sa se ia la bataie cu sexi braileanca si cu nikita - poate uitaserati de unde v-ati carat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-988800101115246506</id><published>2009-03-13T14:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:45:59.411+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>n-am mai apucat sa scriu nimic aici, am avut vreo 5 sarbatoriti plus ziua femeii, intr-o zi am facut curatenie, intr-una am fost la desocare si o data la politia rutiera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-988800101115246506?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2484276879633857163</id><published>2009-03-06T22:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:32:11.949+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mda, trec printr-o drama existentiala, ma urmareste cineva, ma luati si pe mine in serios ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2484276879633857163?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2484276879633857163/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/mda-trec-printr-o-drama-existentiala-ma.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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date vrajeli si trebuia sa le dau cu flit da mi-a fost mila de ei sa le zic in fata ca nu prezinta interes oferta lor, m-am gandit ca toata ziua se chinuie sa vanda rahatu ala de portaluri si primesc o gramada de mai duceti-va dracului cu portalurile voastre ca n-avem bani, asa ca i-am raspuns ca oferta este foarte interesanta dar ca ii va raspunde departamentul de recuperare creante si l-am pasat la una de acolo.&lt;br /&gt;io daca mor o sa fie de la canibalizare, adica ma mananca astia de viu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3811436732668042945?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3811436732668042945/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2271838610877237710</id><published>2009-03-04T11:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:59:54.752+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/Sa5PguuuprI/AAAAAAAAACE/0g-lfKppHJM/s1600-h/200901_31_55_e0038255_18462295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/Sa5PguuuprI/AAAAAAAAACE/0g-lfKppHJM/s320/200901_31_55_e0038255_18462295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309268434434827954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poza cu familia mea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata e mai degraba genul care s-ar scula cat mai tarziu dimineata si si-ar petrece toata ziua fara sa vorbeasca cu nimeni nici macar cu nevasta mediteaza la scopul sau in viata are si parti bune, ne iubeste tare mult&lt;br /&gt;mama era foarte buna cu toata lumea ar fi dat orice pentru oricine asa a ajuns sa piarda mult dar impacata cu sine&lt;br /&gt;fratemiu e stilul artistic, se crede centrul universului noroc ca e destul de amuzant, La multi ani! frate&lt;br /&gt;si eu bineinteles un pic retras in colt stilul catel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2271838610877237710?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2271838610877237710/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/03/poza-cu-familia-mea-tata-e-mai-degraba.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6745413741608869241</id><published>2009-03-02T09:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:38:58.189+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SauLqFkxxhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UP3pTGAFd48/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SauLqFkxxhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UP3pTGAFd48/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308490140953462290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da, sunt homosexual, recunosc, imi plac barbatii, ma atrag sexual, tu si restu amantelor sunteti doar asa de fatada, madam sa vezi ce mi-au facut te-au intrecut m-au pus sa imi cenzurez propriul blog madam, cu totii stim ca gratiela nu e cine cred ei, mda ce poti sa le faci au si ei frustrarile lor, propria mea creatie sa fie cenzurata tocmai de mine din obligatie, fara inima &lt;br /&gt;capshunico urca-ti-s-ar sangele la cap ce poze vrei sa iti comentez cu chinezi spate in spate ideea e ca femeia aceea este foarte bucuroasa penrtu ca imaginile din cartea de colorat pe care i-a dat-o copilul ce astepta impreuna cu ea sa inceapa sa ploua, imaginile ii amintesc de fostii ei iubiti care mai de care mai animalici si acum intelege de ce a ramas singura si inca isi mai cauta iubirea sortita, sau poate rade pur si simplu pentru ca i se pare incredibil ca ceea ce a colorat acest copil pe care nu il cunoaste este exact ce a visat ea acum cateva nopti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6745413741608869241?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SauLqFkxxhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UP3pTGAFd48/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5880099294387776852</id><published>2009-03-01T23:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:40:18.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Iaurt cu dulceata de nuci verzi cea mai buna din lume napolact&lt;br /&gt;Deci zi fa ce i-a facut ala lu celalalt de a ajuns sa ii fie frica lu unu de celalalt, cat de patetic sa nu puteai sa gasesti alta scuza mai rezonabila sa nu mai zicem la nimeni&lt;br /&gt;mi-a luat firu de la internet si l-a bagat la laptop&lt;br /&gt;bietu om il dor coaiele de nu mai poate, ma fute la creier sa ii zic si lui ce i-ai scris sa ii povestesc si lui&lt;br /&gt;acuma sta la laptop i-am dat castile si microfonu si vorbeste cu capshunica despre ce e normal si ce nu e normal&lt;br /&gt;e exact cum a facut Gratiela, &lt;br /&gt;daca cineva iti face o faza de cacat nu inseamna ca sit u tre sa faci o faza de cacat, am mai auzit si teoria asta&lt;br /&gt;peste o ora iesim, deci tre sa ma imbrac peste maxim 45 minute&lt;br /&gt;intotdeauna e la fel, sa te razbuni ? o porcarie, daca o faci aiurea te-ai simti prost&lt;br /&gt;practic cum e mai bine&lt;br /&gt;sa ai o relatie stabila sa te iubesti mult si sa nu te gandesti la nimeni altcineva&lt;br /&gt;sa ai o relatie cu cineva dar sa flirtezi zilnic si cu altcineva sa te distrezi sa te simti bine dar sa ai grija sa nu afle&lt;br /&gt;sa ai o relatie la distanta si sa te poti distra in orasu tau cat vrei&lt;br /&gt;sa te simti singur si sa nu gasesti pe nimeni si sa crezi ca tu nu vei iubi niciodata si nu vei fi iubit si sa nu te poti simti bine cu nimeni din cauza asta&lt;br /&gt;sa fii cu cineva dar sa nu simti nimica si sa stai asa doar de dragu de a fi cu cineva, dar sa nu te poti simti bine cu nimeni altcineva&lt;br /&gt;sa fii in mai multe relatii o data si sa nu stie unii de altii si sa fii mereu la limita sa se afle&lt;br /&gt;sa fii in mai multe relatii si sa se stie unii cu altii si sa fie gelosi toti dar sa nu poata face nimeni nimic&lt;br /&gt;sa fii cu o femeie dar sa iti doresti alta si sa incerci sa o ai pe aia dar sa nu te desparti de asta sa nu ramai pe drumuri si sa traiesti la maxim incercand sa o ai pe ailalta&lt;br /&gt;la ei e usor, cu oricine ar fi, e bine, la muieri e mai greu&lt;br /&gt;daca vrea sa vada o poza amarata cu el e clar si ea vrea acelasi lucru, ar vrea sa fie la fel&lt;br /&gt;cum ramane cu principiile si cu lucrurile frumoase care nu le futem aiurea doar pentru ca&lt;br /&gt;sociopatia rules, ieri n-am iesit ca veneau tot felul de alti oameni care nu ii cunosteam si cand am auzit de aia am zis ca nu mai mergem, n-avea chef sa zambeasca frumos la niste oameni&lt;br /&gt;as fi vrut sa am genu ala de viata plina de actiune, sa traiesc la intensitate maxima, sa fiu pompier de exemplu sa sar in ultimul moment pe fereastra unei cladiri in flacari cu o femeie 3 copii si un caine in brate drept in plasa de salvare de jos de fapt cred ca m-as fi pisat pe mine acolo pe loc printre flacari de frica si ar fi crescut focul si mai mult si ar fi ars si femeia si copiii, doar cainele ar fi scapat&lt;br /&gt;adica imi place actiunea dar nu i-as putea rezista, sau sa fiu din ala care urmareste criminali si ii prinde in ultimul moment scapand cu viata ca prin urechile acului, sau sa merg in razboi si sa fiu singurul supravietuitor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5880099294387776852?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5880099294387776852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1112417398778888735</id><published>2009-02-27T19:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:24:16.976+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pot sa ma imbrac in roz cu gri ?&lt;br /&gt;chiar si daca ma duc la hard rock?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1112417398778888735?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1112417398778888735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/pot-sa-ma-imbrac-in-roz-cu-gri-chiar-si.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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m-am trezit&lt;br /&gt;am uitat sa va zic avem toata seria din the o.c. nu va recomand, e cu indragosteli si siroposenii si adolescenti prosti casele s misto&lt;br /&gt;apropo vrem sa ne cumparam teren la ciolpani sa ne facem casa, una galbena cu piscina&lt;br /&gt;capshunico un semn n-ai mai dat te-au mancat negri, apropo zicea una ca a fost la cape town cica sunt cu ani lumina inaintea noastra ca civilizatie asa e? ia intreaba pe acolo, cica e foarte curat si cand ploua nu se face noroi&lt;br /&gt;mai nasol e la johanesburg unde tre sa iti faci nu stiu cate vaccinuri&lt;br /&gt;madam cu sociopatia ce facem ne revenim sau mancam cartofi prajiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Mtwrfhb6-Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6194518527582769040?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2181701201611627685</id><published>2009-02-24T18:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:48:47.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>m-am intalnit cu mihaitza grasu poate ii era cuiva dor, zicea ca e ingropat in niste credite de zeci de mii de euro nu stiu ce zicea da vorbea mult de bani zicea ca ai lui au dat faliment si ca tre sa munceasca sa ii scoata din rahat si ca ar vrea sa plece in autsralia da peste vreo 3 ani sau 5 dupa ce isi ramburseaza creditele sau le refinanteaza sau nu stiu ca strangea bani si pleaca aici nu ii place nu ii plac oamenii si locurile si zicea ca sunt toti tristi nu mai stau in club pana la 6 dimineata nu au cu cine nici unii cu altii si s-au lasat de fumat mai toti si in curand si de tigari si nu mai beau de fapt el, deloc hasisi cica a slabit de tot cu herbal life si s-a apucat si el acuma fara doctor nici cu femeile nu o duce prea bine da spera sa se casatoreasca in curand si vor sa isi caute toti o casa din aia cu curte si cu multe dormitoare sa stea toti in ea cautau voluntari ca vroia si napalm da e plecat in grecia, si s-a apucat iarasi de bas si se gandea sa cante cu petrica e dj intr-un club cu fum sau ceva parca si sa cante si el cu bas acolo ca si-a luat permis de motociclist dar n-am mai avut bani de motoreta din cauza creditelor si si-a luat un bas si zicea ca e cam trist asa ca merge pe jos acasa mult si cu tramvaiu si il intristeaza nu stiu exact oamenii cred zicea ca sunt ciudati si nebuni si soferii si toti si oamenii din tramvai se uita ciudat si se cearta cu el sau ceva de genu parca zicea si vroia sa isi ia un pistol sa isi cumpere si i-am zis ca ii trebuie permis si a zis ca nu ca isi cumpara si ii impusca pe toti care il enerveaza zicea ca s-a mai intalnit cu mirela si cu voi parca a zis si ca sunt toti bine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2181701201611627685?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2181701201611627685/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/m-am-intalnit-cu-mihaitza-grasu-poate.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2181701201611627685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2181701201611627685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/m-am-intalnit-cu-mihaitza-grasu-poate.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8013085798769584804</id><published>2009-02-21T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:45:08.558+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sper sa castige the reader, winslet si sean penn da cred ca o sa fie slumdog pana la urma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8013085798769584804?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8013085798769584804/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/sper-sa-castige-reader-winslet-si-sean.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8013085798769584804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8013085798769584804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/sper-sa-castige-reader-winslet-si-sean.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5778657771116257700</id><published>2009-02-20T09:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:05:26.169+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A inceput triunghiul mortii pt barbati cum se zice, si anume cu sf valentin, i-am luat niste carnati trandafir, i-am facut un buchet grosolan si m-am ales cu scandal monstru ca este scumpe noroc de ciocolata cu frisca si biscuiti a mai imbunat situatia&lt;br /&gt;n-am mai scris pentru ca am fost foarte ocupat in fiecare zi sa schimb bandajul la catelusul schiop ca s-a gasit sa isi roada unghiile pana la os si acum face pe trepiedul si unde mai pui ca nici eu nu mai aveam toate picioarele din cauza ultimei perechi de pantofi ramasa intreaga in afara de camperi pe care cica ii pastrez pentru momente speciale stiti voi obsesia cu chilotii albi, si ziceam de pantofi ca au scrijelitura drept in calcai ca io nu calc normal ca toti oamenii ci pe calcai mai ales pe partea exterioara si de aici ditamai batatura in talpa si imagineaza-ti pe mine cu un picior tras de cainele cu ditamai punga de plastic infasurandu-i un alt picior mai aveam putin si ma asezam la taclale cu toti mosii aia care se aduna in parc la sahisti cu bastoanele sa discute despre rapid giulesti si coruptie&lt;br /&gt;azi e ziua lui, a catelusului adica, sa ne traiasca, face 5 anisori asta inseamna cam  32 in lumea lor e perioada aia in care nu iti dai seama daca e bine sa ramai stabil intr-o relatie sau sa umbli brambura posta de la o tanti la alta si sa te bestializezi in fiecare seara pe la agatat sau in cazul lui daca sa ramai virgin sau nu, oricum pleaca-ti capul si pentru cateva secunde sa ii cantam in cor multi ani sa ne traiasca si sa ne bucuram in continuare de el asa obraznic cum e&lt;br /&gt;tre sa ma duc sa ii iau cadou azi si nu stiu exact ce cred ca niste prajitura cu frisca desi ma risc sa imi borasca tot wikendu dupaia si niste jucarele nu ca nu sunt imparstiate prin toata casa bucati de mingiute, plusuri, curele, gantere si zornaitoare&lt;br /&gt;am fost sa vizionez apartament in blocu rosu din ala cu vedere deasura cismigiului cu doua balcoane imense chiar sub terasa lu tiriac junior si deasupra isabelei isarescu,  mi-a povestit baba proprietara ca acolo a creat alexandru tomescu violonistu, cica se inchidea in dormitor cu usa la balcon deschisa si zornaia din vioara in linistea lui nebuna si m-am gandit cat de tare sa esti sa iti vina sa zici strop de vina ingropat, ciorchini de sare pe fata sau oftatul nisipului pfuai cand mergem la plaja?&lt;br /&gt;si deodata mi-am dat seama ca as vrea sa fiu in locul paginii aleia negre cu scris alb ondulat rar si poze cu fete ciudate si struguri si catzei, as vrea sa fiu in locul ei sa o fac sa ii sticleasca ochii de impresie cand ii citeste gandurile si povestile si comentariile si titlurile, si fiecare lucru spus acolo sa te puna sa vorbesti despre ea cu toti apoi si sa povestesti la altii si sa citesti in fiecare zi si mereu sa vrei sa vezi ce a mai postat zuzeta ce tare ar fi sa fiu eu pagina aia sa ma citeasca mereu si sa isi schimbe imediat starea intr-una de bine foarte frumos jos palaria si sa ii dea dumnezeu sanatate si o sa ma oftic pe vecie ca nu pot sa fiu pagina asta neagra cu scris alb care sa instaleze privirea aia sticloasa subit uff &lt;br /&gt;am auzit ca de fapt ziua dureaza doar 16 ore nu 24  cica au descoperit astia de la nasa ca e o simbioza intre pamantul din interior si spiritul uman care nu mai are timp de nimic si din ce in ce mai putin timp pentru ca se contracta e asta explica de ce ma grabesc sa scriu acuma&lt;br /&gt;io de altfel ma consider un om serios asa nu inteleg de ce rade toata lumea cand citeste pe aici nimic nu este amuzant totul este obietciv si spus exact cum iese si nu se cade a rade&lt;br /&gt;am uitat sa va zic ca dupa ce mor eu la 38 de ani toate postarile mele din acesti 14 ani se vor publica intr-o carte care va deveni best-seller si se va vinde mai bine ca Oprah Winfrey asa ca tre sa fim un pic seriosi&lt;br /&gt;mi-am facut test de defecte psihologice si mi-a iesit ca as fi robot adica ceva de genu ca nu am emotii si nu ma intereseaza nimic si sunt gol pe dinanuntru da ma simt mult mai bine asa&lt;br /&gt;francezii au iesit iarasi in strada, protesteaza impotriva crizei, sa se opreasca economia din regres, sa nu mai fie dati oameni afara, ajutorul lor de somaj e prea mare, nu ar sti pe ce sa dea atatia bani plus ca s-ar plictisi oribil sa stea degeaba toata ziua, se gandesc chiar serios sa se mute in Romania, aici e din ce in ce mai bine, Voiculescu si-a anuntat intreg grupul de presa in ziar ca scade toate salariile cu 20%, programatorii sunt restructurati pe departamente, oameni fara job vagoane, consultanta nu mai merge, trainingurile, electricasnicele, s-au inchis magazine, bugetul meu de marketing s-a dus naibii nu mai vorbesc de conferinta la bruxelles &lt;br /&gt;in schimb toate bune la facultate cica unii profi conferentiari au si 200 de milioane salariu cu sporuri de ore si nu mai stiu ce&lt;br /&gt;mai povestea una ca a fost la o conferinta la ministerul sanatatii parca si se discuta despre o regula pentru produsele eco sa se puna etichete speciale si astia de la minister intreaba si cum facem asta pai sa vorbim cu cineva de la ministerul mediului si ei intreaba pai cu cine sa vorbim acolo aveti un contact &lt;br /&gt;viata de cuplu se destrama una cica cum se face la yahoo cand trimiti un mail sa se puna automat la bcc o anumita adresa de e-mail mereu si m-am prins ca vroia asta doar ca sa se puna ea la bcc in mailurile trimise de prietensu fara ca el sa vada, femeile astea este chiar scorpii&lt;br /&gt;e 10 si n-am muncit nimica azi cred ca m-au pus deja pe lista de disponibilizari la prioritati ar fi misto sa stau acasa toata ziua cu curu-n sus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si bineinteles cantecul zilei&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ygf1gtKX71A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5778657771116257700?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5778657771116257700/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/inceput-triunghiul-mortii-pt-barbati.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5778657771116257700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5778657771116257700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/inceput-triunghiul-mortii-pt-barbati.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-3129388261402105547</id><published>2009-02-11T23:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:20:24.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mie imi place piatra cubica, ce daca toti soferii o injura de toate blestemele cand trec pe ea, imi place mai ales zgomotul acela cand intra masina pe portiunea pavata si vibratia si tremuratul care iti patrunde in creier cand stai rezemat de portiera sau de geam, ce daca masinile au de suferit si se pot strica eu nu am masina asa ca nu ma intereseaza, protesteaza toti cand se hotaraste sa se pastreze portiunile de piatra cubica, ce stiu ei ca e declarata monument istoric si ca este interzis sa fie scoasa, ce sa inteleaga ei de ce e piatra cubica monument istoric, de ce sa nu vada si ei si cat de frumos arata o strada pavata intr-un oras vechi bine pastrat, cum sa inteleaga ei frumusetea vechiului si importanta istoriei si ce semnificatii sunt, abia inteleg si eu, dar imi place la nebunie piatra cubica daca as avea un oras numai al meu strazile ar fi numai din piatra cubica chiar daca e mai scumpa, daca as avea un oras al meu ma gandesc ca as avea si destui bani si mi-as permite piatra cubica peste tot, nu stiu ce imi place asa mult la piatra cubica, cred ca faptul ca fiecare piatra are forma ei si nu sunt egale si nu sunt drepte liniile si fiecare piatra o completeaza pe cealalta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-3129388261402105547?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3129388261402105547/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/mie-imi-place-piatra-cubica-ce-daca.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3129388261402105547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/3129388261402105547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/mie-imi-place-piatra-cubica-ce-daca.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4096416886133483752</id><published>2009-02-09T08:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:09:23.931+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SY_Tg-fnFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJLd_fHec18/s1600-h/Bild+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SY_Tg-fnFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJLd_fHec18/s400/Bild+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300687849923220930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infinita e dragostea pe care ti-o purtam si noi, in genunchi iti recunoastem aprecierile si iti preamarim sentimentele&lt;br /&gt;da totusi nu pot sa ma abtin cum te-ai gandit sa faci un tablou despre steagu frantei si asta in germania pai daca te prindeau de alde nazi iti indesau tempera pe orbite&lt;br /&gt;of unde-i patriotismul de alta data maine poimaine te vad cu picturi cu evrei rastigniti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-4096416886133483752?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4096416886133483752/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/infinita-e-dragostea-pe-care-ti-o.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/4096416886133483752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/4096416886133483752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/infinita-e-dragostea-pe-care-ti-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXIi8zlPcR4/SY_Tg-fnFcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iJLd_fHec18/s72-c/Bild+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-563345615782896379</id><published>2009-02-09T08:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:54:21.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSvK9eSUyck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-563345615782896379?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/563345615782896379/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_09.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/563345615782896379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/563345615782896379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2668122171828618432</id><published>2009-02-08T22:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:50:44.361+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doamne mare-ti e gradina, am auzit despre traficul de benzina de il faceau astia la un moment dat, cica unul era la liceu si ce facea ca sa isi plateasca internatul sau ma rog unde statea el acolo, statea la dunare si mergea cu barca pana la jumate unde se intalnea cu altul care venea din serbia tot pana la jumate cu barca plina de canistre cu benzina si acolo la jumate schimbau barcile si ala pleca cu barca goala inapoi in serbia si asta venea cu toata benzina in romanica si asa in fiecare zi tone de canistre de nici nu mai stiau care a cui barca era, sau cica au mai fost unii cu un lant de peco-uri la noi si la unguri si cica aduceau benzina in romania da de fapt ei carau apa in cisterne, la granita incasau tva-ul ca ziceau ca e benzina si dupaia se duceau cu apa si normal ca nu mai plateau nici un tva si asa se umpleau de bani, din tva, destepti frate, nu mai stiu in ce imprejurari eram in braila cand erau tramvaiele si autobuzele mai rare cred ca altfel nu imi explic erau si ierni din alea cu multa zapada, si ne sculam de dimineata pe frigu lu peste sa mergem la scoala cred ca eram in primara si fugeam dupa tramvai ca cine stie cand mai venea altul si erau asa multi oameni incat era arhiful si uneori nu se mai inchideau usile de cati oameni era ce ca acuma sa nu porneasca daca nu se inchid usile asta e rasfat si te prindeai cu o mana de bara de la usa si cu varful piciorului pe marginea ultimei trepte a tramvaiului iar restul din tine atarna prin zapada tot drumul noroc ca mergeam doar o statie pana la scoala ca altfel ajungeam turture, si era tare cand trebuia sa ma duc la buda si aveam uniforma aia oribila bleumarin si camasa albastra in picatele cu alb si aveam patisti si nu stiu cum dracu erau patistile alea pe sub camasa sau pe sub haina cert e ca ma chinuiam vreo juma de ora sa mi le pun la loc si era o vreme atunci cand fusese multa zapada intr-o iarna si la un moemnt dat s-a topit dupa vreo doua luni si s-a dat drumu la circulatie si era faza ca trebuia sa iti pui benzina in rezervor ca sa nu te prinda urmatoarea interdictie fara nu mai stiu exact de ce era asta da stiu ca erau unii care isi impingeau masinile pana la peco ca de la atata frig nu mai porneau, puneau benzina si le duceau inapoi, era la un moment dat faza aia cu circulatia alternativ duminica masini cu numar par si apoi cele cu numar impar si de sarbatori aveau voie toate, probabil ca era traficul mult mai lejer si cu asta se consuma si mai putina benzina sau cand erau oamenii obligati sa mai ia cu ei alte persoane in masina in drum spre serviciu ca sa nu consume benzina doar pentru ei era criza energetica am impresia,s i benzina era din aia proasta de ingheta apa in ea iarna, chiar am auzit undeva ca autobuzele mergeau cu niste butelii deasupra pe baza de metanol erau ca niste bombe ambulante si oamenii furau benzina si o depozitau in balcoane, era plin de bombe virtuale peste tot, cica la un moment dat a fost o ministra a culturii super nebuna printre altele taiase din bugetul unei deplasari la un concert renuntand la niste violonisti le-a zis sa ramana acasa propunand sa cante ceilalti putin mai tare cat sa compenseze, doamne ce lume, nu mi vine sa cred ca am ratat vremurile alea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2668122171828618432?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2668122171828618432/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/doamne-mare-ti-e-gradina-am-auzit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2668122171828618432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2668122171828618432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/doamne-mare-ti-e-gradina-am-auzit.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8296231669073465737</id><published>2009-02-07T14:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:55:51.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunt cel mai amuzant de departe cu putinta din cati au existat the absolut shit la spus glume, atat de amuzant incat ma fac si pe mine sa rad de ce glume zic, nu mai vorbesc de ras non stop daca ma asculti, niciodata nu rad la glumele altora cat rad la ale mele sunt atat de tari aproape ca ma prapadesc hai recunoasteti acuma ziceti ca nu sunt amuzant ziceti ca nu sunt master of jokes cine are tupeu sa zica nu se prapadeste de ras cand incep eu cu glumele si in contnituu asa fara oprire razi non stop glume fara pauza o data una m-a intrebat cum i-ar sta sa aiba un job de plimbat batrani si eu i-am zis "nu stiu, cu ce ai fi imbracata?" sau o data, cineva m-a intrebat daca am nevoie de o secretara si i-am zis da pentru ca secretara mea si-a luat cateva zile libere sa isi reduca marimea sanilor :)))))) am ras atat de mult din nou la faza asta incat am pierdut complet firul la ceea ce spuneam, a gata mi-am amintit firul ierbi :))) pana si boris zice ca e amuzant :))) i rock!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8296231669073465737?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8296231669073465737/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7556690794270399489</id><published>2009-02-06T10:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:41:20.578+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poate nu te-ai convins inca de bolnavesenie, o sa mai emphasize un pic, de exemplu cum sunt asezate hainele in dulap, incepem cu cele de dama, sunt 4 categorii distincte, bune, foarte bune, nu prea bune si rupta-n cur, si o categorie speciala de purtat in casa si in parc cu lebadutzu, apoi urmeaza cele de barbat in gramadite toate pe un singur raft, aici impartirea este mult mai simpla, haine spalate, haine purtate o data, haine purtate de doua ori si categoria speciala haine necalcate, si o categorie in plina dezvoltare haine de pastrat pentru ocazii speciale, stiti voi, chiloti albi etc. apoi impartirea prosoapelor in de cap, de fata, de corp si de picioare si apoi lenjeriile in rupte de boris si inca nerupte de boris si apoi restul hainelor care nu mai incap in dulapuri din cauza acestor impartiri bine ca nu mai zic de cele de pe umeras e jale acolo si incaltamintea plangi cu vorbe. de sf valentin imi doresc un sifonier mare cu mulote compartimente, sertare si accesorii de organizat toate hainele. zilele astea poate reorganizez si frigiderul in legume/fructe, preparate si expirate desi cred ca o sa fie cam disproportionate asa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-7556690794270399489?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/7556690794270399489/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/poate-nu-te-ai-convins-inca-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7556690794270399489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7556690794270399489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/poate-nu-te-ai-convins-inca-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1888893562499334343</id><published>2009-02-06T10:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:12:58.012+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nn8JxjHqVE0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1888893562499334343?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1888893562499334343/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_06.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1888893562499334343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1888893562499334343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6253587068671970806</id><published>2009-02-05T10:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:46:34.089+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mod de trezire bolnav&lt;br /&gt;la 4 dimineata sau mai bine zis noaptea suna ceasul de pe birou intuneric bezna sau poate pur si simplu am ochiii inchisi tiuit bezmetic ramas de la computer, troznesc un cot in perete pe celalalt in umarul de alaturi ma scot de sub patura in sfarsit opresc soneria misc mouse-ul sa vad ora...4...un zambet tamp pe fatza, mai am 2 ore jumate de dormit, setez iar sting tot si o iau de la capat instant nici nu stiu daca m-am trezit de fapt la 4 jumate suna ceasul de pe noptiera nici nu ma trezesc, la 5 iar pe birou, imi sclintesc coloana ridicandu-ma fara sa ma imping in maini ca sa nu traznesc coatele peste perete, chitaie cainele, opresc soneria, se aprinde singur computerul, imi explodeaza un ochi de la lumina, inchid repede, deschid iar sa vad ceasul ... 5... un zambet si mai tamp si mai scurt acum a mai ramas totusi o ora jumate cel putin, trimit cainele la culcare, imi sclintesc din nou coloana cand ma intorc fara sa ma misc, adorm instant iar, la 6 fara un sfert, suna iar cel de pe noptiera, la 6 iar cel de pe birou, deja nu mai e amuzant, scap un cot in gura printr-o pirueta pe sub patura pana la birou, opresc soneria cu magicul buton numit amanare, iau ceasu cu mine si adorm iar ceva mai greu de data asta si dupa 10 minute iar soneria si iar amanare la si un sfert iarasi noptiera si la si 20 iar amanare si la si jumate deja s-a terminat totul trezirea deschiderea ochilor deschis radio inchis iar ochiii de la lumina deschis unul sa se obisnuiasca incet incet si incep sa caut hainele pe intuneric in timp ce noptiera tot suna din 10 in 10 minute pana la 7 fix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6253587068671970806?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6253587068671970806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/mod-de-trezire-bolnav-la-4-dimineata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6253587068671970806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6253587068671970806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/mod-de-trezire-bolnav-la-4-dimineata.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6678387285165905479</id><published>2009-02-05T10:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:06:55.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx3m4e45bTo&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=B3BB669839A8A19D&amp;index=0&amp;playnext=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6678387285165905479?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6678387285165905479/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_05.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6678387285165905479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6678387285165905479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6786632590936553288</id><published>2009-02-04T10:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:20:26.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whus dey jast gat betr, tanananam, pentru prima oara in istorie, suntem cu un pas inaintea jocului, de cand n-a mai castigat romania ceva, depinde cine vede castig in ce, serpii de pe insula si toate lighioanele din imprejurimi, ma rog nu chiar toate, 80 % mai exact, sunt ale noastre, toata sarea marii, algele, bananierii, toate gunoaiele, gazele si tot petrolul, suntem bastani, o sa fim mai tari ca arabii, un castig moral, iti pune instant un zambet pe fata, pentru prima oara dupa atata timp te poti bucura ca nu te-ai mutat in madagascar sau in australia, am o presimtire sumbra ca nu o sa tina prea mult, cine stie ce nor de cianura o sa scape astia peste maramures, sau vreun razboi nuclear sau vreo fasie gaza in moldova sau vreo ciuma ucraineana sau inca un cernobil macar sa stim cu ce se mananca, nu conteaza, traieste clipa, acum e momentul sa ne bucuram in sfarsit, curtea de apel si-a intors fataul in sfarsit si inspre noi, astia n-au nimic, au zis, le dam niste serpi sa se sature, luati si platoul asta dar 80% nu va intindeti, daca il dam pe tot ii scoatem pe strazi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6786632590936553288?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6786632590936553288/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/whus-dey-jast-gat-betr-tanananam-pentru.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDJ3vkv58m4&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-954729058514148947?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/954729058514148947/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_04.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/954729058514148947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/954729058514148947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7495082682162699988</id><published>2009-02-03T13:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:30:14.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adevaru e ca suntem amarati rau, rupti intre picioare, vai de schizofreniile noastre, nu mai vazusem un ou prajit de cand s-a stricat plita electrica de pe coridorul caminului, clatite cu ciuperci deja vorbeam in dialecte africane, cand am ajuns la fursecuri am crezut ca intru in extaz orgazmic, am luat repede niste zacusca cu ceapa sa imi reintru in ritm ca aproape nu mai aveam oxigen si ne-am culcat repede sa uitam de tot, asa ca sarumana 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4295823468979926126</id><published>2009-02-02T09:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:06:29.609+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sa ne intelegem de la inceput,&lt;br /&gt;ce scriu aici e pentru tine, care n-ai avut bunu simt sa stai aici sa ma vezi si sa iti povestesc asa ca iti scriu aici sa vezi ce fac sa imi afli fiecare respiratie imputita si fiecare duhoare si fiecare scartzait de unghie si sa nu iti fie dor de mine si nici mie de tine ca scriu aici si stiu ca citesti si atunci parca nu ai mai fi asa departe si nu e un jurnal pentru ca da, in jurnal notezi doar pentru tine ca sa vorbesti cu tine iar eu nu mai tin jurnal pentru ca vorbesc destul cu mine in gand si nu am nevoie sa imi salvez nimic si asa vorbesc mai mult cu mine in gand decat oricine de pe la spitalele de nebuni si dezalcolizare si da ce rost ar avea sa ai un jurnal sa il vada toata lumea, deci nu e un jurnal, ti-am zis, e doar ca sa vezi ce fac, sa nu te intrebi pe unde sunt sau cu cine vorbesc, sau daca ma spal, sau m-am tuns sau sunt obosit sau cu cine mi-o trag, aici o sa iti scriu tot ca sa nu te intrebi nimic si cand o sa te intorci vreodata sa nu iti ia prea mult timp sa te pui la curent si sa nu iti para ca pleci prea repede si daca va fi definitiv o sa ai senzatia ca nu ti-a lipsit nimic si ca ai fost aici tot timpul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-4295823468979926126?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_02.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8763448769077113437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8763448769077113437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8434341345343774129</id><published>2009-02-02T09:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:51:01.566+02:00</updated><title 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8592587990653960648</id><published>2009-01-28T15:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:31:24.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3fM1XVxn-M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8592587990653960648?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8592587990653960648/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwww_28.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8592587990653960648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8592587990653960648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwww_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8714205268872850737</id><published>2009-01-28T14:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:25:38.191+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uSdQxKaBfU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8714205268872850737?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8714205268872850737/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8714205268872850737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8714205268872850737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-7116159964896006130</id><published>2009-01-28T09:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:05:01.984+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am in mine un aeroport in care vin si pleaca zambete, dar azi aveti grija toti calatorii cross border, azi toate zborurile sunt anulate asa ca sa nu va prind la check-in la mine ca nu o sa simtiti nici un zambet, lustragiul din fata de la novotel a intrat si el in criza, nu ar fi stiut de ea daca nu l-ar fi anuntat un bancher foarte bine informat, acum petrece mai putin timp cu fiecare client, consuma mai putina crema,  spala mai rar batista si chiar e mai putin sociabil ca inainte, criza asta ne va afecta pe toti mai ales daca aflam de ea, oare ce ar fi trebuit sa fiu ca sa imi scape de exemplu femeia cu catelul care in fiecare seara isi cauta o scara in care sa poata intra sa se adaposteasca de frig nu se gandeste decat la un singur lucru, sa nu apara nimeni sa o gaseasca si sa o dea afara din scara si din cauza asta nici nu prea poate sa doarma desi trebuie sa se odihneasca ca a doua zi iar o ia de la capat cu umblat pe strazi si cautat alta scara pentru noapte, de ce tre sa fim noi aia carora sa le fie mila si sa ma duc cu punga de friskies pentru catzel ca e si puiutz si cu sandvisu nemancat la munca poate ii era foame pacat ca i-am dat si servetelu pe care scrisesem eu un mesaj de alint creionat si chipul ala plin de riduri si mirosul ingrozitor de nu mai vazuse sapun cam de mult si ochiii aia infundati de durere si ma roaga stins sa ii las pe trepte si sa nu spun la nimeni ca sunt acolo si a doua zi vecinii deja strigau sa iasa afara ca a blocat liftul si aam gasit punga goala si ambalajul de la sandvis, de ce trebuie sa fie cel mai prost sa am gandu asta imbecil sa ma intepe muschii de mila si sa imi sece maduva in oase.&lt;br /&gt; tre sa fiu eu ala caruia dintre toate in lumea asta ii place ploaia, atatea fenomene frumoase prin natura asta si eu a trebuit sa aleg ploaia, as sta cu orele la geam sa ma uit cum ploua, cu zilele, dintre toate asta, ploaia si plansul zidurilor si materia mohorata si lacustrele si putredul din plante si pomii cangrenati si bacovia bleach, de ce tre sa imi placa mie, exact ploaia, vreme de taiat venele.&lt;br /&gt;io nu inteleg domne cu laptele asta repasteurizat de 4,5, 6 ori de a facut colega mea gravida criza intr-o zi ca era de 9 ori fulga ei si n-a mai baut lapte de atunci, cum adica il repasteurizeaza ca doar nu il intaresc si il inmoaie de 8 ori, adica laptele de la vaca are microbi, da? si atunci astia il ard ca sa moara toti dusmanii si anume microbii din el ca sa nu se strice, dar dupa un timp si anume termenul de garantie banuiesc eu, microbii astia apar iar, si atunci e nevoie de repasteurizare ca sa moara iar dusmanii si tot asa pana la de 9 ori adica au eliminat microbii de 9 ori pai baietzel in cazu asta laptele ala nu mai are nici un microb fratioare, au murit toti si atunci e f bun de baut ce atatea crize, iata cum poti privi partea plina din pahar si io care credeam ca sunt pesimistul din cuplu io v-am zis ca marirea o sa fie din februarie nu de acum&lt;br /&gt;acuma sti ce ma gandeam, ma uitam la coaja asta de banana si la suportu asta de pixuri si ma gandeam ca de fapt sunt multe multe particule care se invart acolo si daca il las un an pe birou nemiscat se lipeste de lemn ca se amesteca atomii intre ei ca de fapt sunt vagoane de particule care se invart si sunt pline de energie am vazut ca incearca astia acuma nu stiu ce experiment cern sa controleze energia si miscarile, si ma uit la lumina asta din neon si ma gandesc ca de fapt sunt mai multe traznete si fulgere unite care formeaza multe multe la un loc un strop de lumina si care vin din cer , si einstein asta domne ce blagoslovenie!&lt;br /&gt;ce e asa penibil sa ajungi la casa sa platesti cumparaturile si sa te trezesti ca nu ai destui bani, nu ai calculat bine si ai luat mai multe, si acuma ce faci nu poti sa zici ca nu mai ai bani la tine, trebuie sa ii spui ca nu ai scos de pe card destul si tre sa ai tot timpu un card la indemana ii dai si daca nu merge ii spui ca e stricat aparatu ca tu sigur ai bani pe el nu o sa te creada dar nici nu poti sa ii spui ca nu  mai ai nici un sfant ca o sa creada toata lumea ca esti un nerealizat si n oi fi da in momentu ala cand nu mai ai bani nici sa cumperi cam esti si lumea asteapta la coada sa gasesti o solutie si toti afla incet incet ce se intampla si trebuie sa rogi pana la urma vanzatoarea sa iti mai scada din produse ca nu ai destui bani sa platesti poti sa incerci sa flirtezi un pic cu ea poate o vrajesti sa iti dea ceva pe gratis tot te vede asa amarat&lt;br /&gt;de ce nu mananc eu carne, nu stiu domne, asa m-a plesnit intr-o zi, tot ma intreaba toti, poate sunt din vreo secta, poate sunt vreo religie ciudata, poate sunt feng shui alimentar, poate sunt pacifist sau boem sau bolnav cu inima sau ulcer sau eu stiu, nu stiu da nu tre sa sariti arsi daca nu gasim nimic vegetarian, si daca imi pune carne in mancare din greseala ma duc si o schimb care e problema si daca mi-e pofta de ce mananci tu si vrei sa dai carnea la o parte si sa imi dai si mie, nu mi-e pofta niciodata, nu vreau, nu stiu de ce, v-am zis asa mi-a traznit intr-o zi si de atunci gata, tot ce pot sa iti zic e ca a fost cu putin timp dupa ce a murit mama&lt;br /&gt;e cam frig, a ce frig s-a facut, tu ai auzit ce am spus eu? nu. am zis ca e cam frig.a, oricum nu te ascultam niciodata. scara ta prefereta, unde mi-a pus mie unu mana languros pe san, si nu ti-o fi placut, mie la metrou pe fund, groaznic, si ala care isi face laba la metrou cand trec, mda si eu patesc cand treceam prin parc ma urmarea unu tot asa, domne eu n-am patit, n-am vazut una sa se mangaie dupa mine prin parc sau pe ;anga scara, na ca am trait degeaba, dar anu asta iti place acolo, nu ? ...mda,... da, ... da anu asta e mult mai bine acolo, e bine, da, dar nu stiu daca vreau sa raman acolo pentru totdeauna, gandul ca sunt in doua locuri, rupta, cum adica in doua locuri, esti acolo, pai da dar si aici, mda si ai tai sunt aici, asa departe, nu e chiar asa departe, daca stateai in Wellington ce faceai, asa te urci in avion, te smulgi din radacina si te pune la loc intr-o ora plus inca trei cu trocariciu si gata ai ajuns si daca tot iti place mai mult acolo, normal ca nu esti sigura, nu ne ai pe noi, asta e problema, da asa cand te uiti la noi, parca nu ti-ar fi fost chiar asa dor, plus toata cenzura asta, plus toate fazele pe care le sti pe de rost mereu aceleasi, everytime, every time, si nu poti sa te controlezi sa nu zici ca nu ti-a fost si cismigiu si lumina stinsa nu e acasa carmen si lebadutzu si mazarea si orezul si conopida si ficatzeii si pijamalele albastre colorate si copaceii si spetele si prosopul minuscul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-7116159964896006130?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/7116159964896006130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-in-mine-un-aeroport-in-care-vin-si.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7116159964896006130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/7116159964896006130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-in-mine-un-aeroport-in-care-vin-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1157183044623402267</id><published>2009-01-22T17:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:57:42.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bluza dama 40 ron, pulover dama, 50 ron, pulover barbati 60 ron, camasa dama 70 ron, pantaloni dama 70 ron, poseta dama 70 ron, pantaloni barbati 144 ron, bluza dama navigare 133 ron, bluza barbati navigare 133 ron, costum barbati 560 ron, fular dama 34 ron, fular barbati 34 ron, sapca dama 34 ron, fular casmir 45 ron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1157183044623402267?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1157183044623402267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/bluza-dama-40-ron-pulover-dama-50-ron.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1157183044623402267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1157183044623402267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/bluza-dama-40-ron-pulover-dama-50-ron.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6489905414976406658</id><published>2009-01-21T10:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:51:38.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cine mai prinde in ziua de azi foile cu bolduri, am primit un maldar de contracte toate foile prinse in bolduri care mai de care mai strapunse, ce-i drept toate au venit din provincie, probabil ca pe acolo industria agrafelor si a capsatoarelor nu e asa dezvoltata, of ce-ti e si cu figurile astea de bucuresti, de fiecare data cand imi cumpar o camasa scot toate boldurile si le pastrez intr-un suport special din mousepad, numai ca e cam subred nu se mai inchide si daca doamne fereste pica de pe birou te trezesti cu un minunat covor de bolduri in care se repede imediat si isi infinge labele boris sa vada daca e ceva bun de mancat... si am tot strans acolo bolduri nu le folosesc niciodata la nimic, cand pun foile in cel mai bun caz le indoi colturile sa stea impreuna, si tot asa s-au strans bolduri parca e cutia din plastic a lu bunica pentru croitorit, ce vremuri cand aveai bunici care coseau, scurtau, stramtau, se pricepeau acuma cine mai stie sa coasa hainele mele gaurite de fiecare data cand ma apuc nu stiu cum se face ca iese prea larga cusatura si se desprinde la prima spalare, desi am facut la lucru manual si etamina si crosetat, da nu prea s-a prins mai nimic, cel mai mult imi placea cu polizorul si cu chestia aia in care fixai tot felul de lucruri si apoi le taiai cu un ferastrau fara maner care sigur te dota si cu o ditamai rana in palma, si traforaj imi mai placea da nu eram f indemanatic, si imi mai placea sa ard lucruri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6489905414976406658?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6489905414976406658/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/cine-mai-prinde-in-ziua-de-azi-foile-cu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6489905414976406658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6489905414976406658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/cine-mai-prinde-in-ziua-de-azi-foile-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6004427572069688969</id><published>2009-01-19T17:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:15:17.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ce inseamna sa ai idei preconcepute ? ca stiu ca am dar nu stiu care sunt, adica de exemplu cand te gandesti ca femeia se schimba dupa casatorie si nu o sa mai vrea sa gateasca sa spele sa faca ordine curatenie,na, asta oricum nu se intampla nici acum, sau poate se schimba dupa ce ramane gravida, bine probabil si ea crede acelasi lucru despre el, si pentru ca in ultimul timp tot avem cazuri concrete in jur trebuie sa ma refer si la cazurile de relatii el-el si sa vezi aici idei preconcepute&lt;br /&gt;am aflat ca femeile nu se inclina, ci barbatii trebuie sa se incline, si deasemenea trebuie sa deschida usa, sa isi scoata palaria cand intra intr-o incapere, si trebuie sa mearga tot timpul pe partea cu strada, pe asta nu prea o stiam sau cel putin nu prea tineam cont de ea si avand in vedere ca s-a intamplat cativa ani la rand o sa fie greu sa incep sa o respect acum, mai ales ca mergand pe trotuar numai de in ce parte e strada imi arde mie la cate baliverne imi trec prin cap ca uneori ma intreb si unde am ajuns, in fine cam asta e invatatura lasata de un tata fiicei sale despre viata sexuala si alte chestii, mai nasol ce te faci cand ajungi mai tarziu sa vezi ca nu e numai despre asta&lt;br /&gt;in 1807 Napoleon se batea parca la Waterloo, cu cine, cu rusii? nu stiu am fost varza si la istorie, poate ne lamureste capsunica desi nu e chiar asa sector artistic&lt;br /&gt;pe atunci harta arata foarte ciudat, regatul savoya era si prin italia, olanda nu cred ca exista iar belgia era o chestie minuscula, nu mai zic ca ungaria continea si mare parte din romania, ma rog asta am apucat sa observ pe o fata de masa pana ce un prieten cu care am iesit la restaurant Waterloo intr-o seara mi-a varsat ditamai paharul pe pulover, pantaloni, etc. si mai tarziu in seara aia am constatat ca si pe chiloti, ma rog nu era vina lui, paharul era din ala mai mult de sampanie sau de vin, cu picior inalt, total instabil s-ar fi daramat la cea mai mica atingere si chiar s-a daramat, in rest mancarea a fost foarte buna, cu specific flamand, dar cred ca de fapt tot pe linie franceza se merge, bineinteles eu vegetarian, supa de ceapa, crepe cu spanac si cascaval si ciuperci pane foarte bune toate, cam gretoase dar la ce foame imi era nu a mai contat desi poate conta daca imi luam altceva de exemplu puiul cu bere si carnea tocata sau ce era aia de la ceilalti arata oribil abia m-am abtinut sa nu le spun inainte sa inceapa sa manance, oricum foarte dragutz acolo poate mai mergem patronul un tigan, prietenul cu, care eram avea pile la el, na madam ca am pus virgula am evitat cacofonia in ultimul moment, apropo madam ti-ai facut si tu bagajele sau tot cu chilotii pe dos vii incoa, avea pile cum ziceam ne-a bagat in seama toata seara mai mult sau mai putin ironic, cica iar fi spus mai demult ca e mafiot si ala inca il crede, bine, acuma nici noi stim sigur, poate e&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6004427572069688969?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6004427572069688969/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/ce-inseamna-sa-ai-idei-preconcepute-ca.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6004427572069688969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6004427572069688969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/ce-inseamna-sa-ai-idei-preconcepute-ca.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5469778606903131602</id><published>2009-01-19T11:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:08:31.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>io nu ii inteleg pe astia care se fut asa cu cine apuca, de exemplu cu electricianu de la munca care ii venise acasa sa ii ridice printre altele cablul din baie si caloriferu din hol de ii apuca pe colegii de apartament sa iasa la o plimbare lunga si singuratica, asta cred ca la poponari e mai des, ziceai tu ca stau pe la dusuri mai mult la sala, de atunci am inceput sa nu mai fac dus dupa ce merg la piscina, plec asa cu sarea pe mine, da problema e cu sauna  ca de aia greu ma lipsesc crezi ca e pericol si acolo ?&lt;br /&gt;azi am ajuns la birou la ora 11 ca o doamna cizelata nemachiata dar barbierita toate gandurile mele de posibile concedieri s-au naruit cand am observat ca nimeni nu imi simtise lipsa in afara admiratoarelor secrete slava domnului ca nu sunt sefe, stau si ma gandesc daca era mai bine sa am sefe femei, poate de asta am salariul asa de mic, n-am avut niciodata decat barbati libidinosi care numai sexy nu ma considera, poate acum cu noul director financiar dar pe de alta parte cu criza asta nu cred&lt;br /&gt;cica s-a descoperit un sat pe undeva in care se vorbeste o cu totul alta limba, aproape straina dar de fapt cuvintele sunt spuse invers adica se schimba ordinea silabelor in loc de masa, zic sama si tot asa asta de pe vremea cand erau boieri si slugile vorbeau asa cand nu vroiau sa fie auzite, in ziua de azi se foloseste de catre parinti in fata copiilor cand vor sa cafa xes, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5469778606903131602?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5469778606903131602/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/io-nu-ii-inteleg-pe-astia-care-se-fut.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5469778606903131602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5469778606903131602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/io-nu-ii-inteleg-pe-astia-care-se-fut.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-5358456886545974959</id><published>2009-01-18T16:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:35:33.751+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totul ingheata, doar cateva minute mi-am scos manusile si mi-au degerat mainile imediat noroc ca m-am imbracat bine, a intrat frigul pana si in casa nici apa de la dus nu mai are aceeasi temperatura, nici in pat nu mai e asa cald si boris e din ce in ce mai galagios, au inghetat rufele pe franghie au turturi si mancarea in frigider a inghetat, totul e rece si raceala asta care nu se mai termina, ba chiar s-a agravat si febra si tuse si vagoane intregi de muci si strepsils si modafen si paxeladin si aspirina si paracetamol si ceai si portocale si supa si haine transpirate in plapuma si transa si vise ciudate si capul explodeaza si vrei sa nu mai ai cap, vrei sa il arunci si simti ca iti cade nasul de atatea servetele si batiste si iarasi tuse si aproape ca ramai fara voce si telefonul suna si versi ceaiul si toate cartile terminate si ramai doar cu raceala asta. Totul a inceput cu o ploaie ciudata in rafale si picaturile se grabeau sa ajunga pe ciment dar pana la urma nu reuseau se transformau chiar in ultimul moment in niste fire gelatinoase si tot stand asa pe geam printre plantele si inventiile din cafeneaua da vinci au inceput niste fulgi imensi, n-am mai vazut asa fulgi mari niciodata si dsi era foarte cald si totul se topea pe jos cum ateriza a inceput sa se depuna la un moment dat si tot asa pana cand aveam din nou zapada de data asta una glazurata, creponata, dar oricum foarte frumosi fulgii mari, erau cam cat frunzele de lamai, o sa ii tin minte macar un timp.&lt;br /&gt;Un lucru e cert, Jurnalul national nu este la fel cu Academia Catavencu, si nimeni nu mi-a demonstrat inca de ce Capital nu este in concurenta cu Business Standard, nici macar aia mica de e media planner cu un dram de experienta, si pot sa pornesc inca o discutie interminabila chiar si aici dar iarasi se plitisesc unii altii si imi pierd aicea traficul oricum destul de intens pentru unul care nu vinde nimic&lt;br /&gt;Si ca se spunea prin jur ca banii pot cumpara orice, ei bine subscriu, si orice publicitate trebuie achitata indiferent cat de moral ai fi asa ca ma simt nevoit, deci impotriva vrerii mele sa anunt ca s-a lansat un nou blog, unul foarte bun, repet astea le zic fara sa vreau si evident ca fara sa le cred cu adevarat, unul de o calitate exceptionala, care vinde de rupe, si are acest succes mai ales ca tot fara sa vreau ma aflu in distributia lui si evident ca oriunde se vorbeste macar un pic despre mine sau mi se cere aportul succesul este garantat, se cheama intimitatile prietenilor mei, nu ai mei ci ai cui om fi, se mai cheama si viata bate filmul desi nici mihaela tatu nu ar fi in stare sa scrie asa grozavenii, ii mai spune si jurnalul pixului din ureche, enciclopedia handsfree-urilor, biografie cu carlionti, mai mari si decat fulgii, cam cat o lamaie, asa ca mergeti si cititi, ca asa cultura nu o sa gasiti nicaieri.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa printre acei fulgi ne-am amintit despre tot felul de patzaflenchi din vremile bune din no.1 si din cronos, alexei, rammstein, ciorica, dinamo, skinhead, stefan1, stefan2, gemenele, stefan 3, colectia adi, seria andrei,a fost sau nu a fost relatie acea atingere imaginara, nume bisericesti, gradina mare, multumiri catre cluj pentru ca impotriva vointei noastre aveai grija sa ne simtim asa de bine si inevitabil s-a ajuns tot la reusitele mele in materie de oameni puternici si anume bocancul direct in tamplele mamei gazda, si cine mai stie daca am borat in curte sau pe covor si daca m-am cacat in baie sau pe canapea stiu doar ca ne-a dat pe toti afara si cat p-aci si pe fiisa si ca am plans de mila ei, unii zic ca as fi plans dupa femei asa ca ii dam dreptate sa faca o sectiune doar pentru oamenii astia de cunosc toate intamplarile penibile si imbecile din fiecare si cele mai injositoare si mai apoase.&lt;br /&gt;Capsunica, marea se va dezgheta in curand si vor veni din nou vapoare in port si o sa iti fie dor sa vorbesti pe masini cu manusile din zapada&lt;br /&gt;Madam, te asteptam in seara reinradacinata sa degustam o grapa de chile&lt;br /&gt;Parerea, nu esti singura care ai patit-o cu facultatea, o colega de birou tocmai a venit sa imi povesteasca cum s-a plimbat prin berceni, politehnica si ghica sa ii mai umfle de bani&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum sa postez pe jurnal, nu merge decat la comentariu&lt;br /&gt;Mamaia este bine si-a revenit se pare si credem ca se va face bine, suntem cu totii alaturi de ea eu stiu ca nu ne va lasa tocmai acum e puternica a rezistat si mai mult, a trecut prin atatea &lt;br /&gt;Sper sa intoarca si barca azi cu vesti mai bune decat ieri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-5358456886545974959?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5358456886545974959/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/totul-ingheata-doar-cateva-minute-mi-am.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5358456886545974959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/5358456886545974959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/totul-ingheata-doar-cateva-minute-mi-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8683522165942741404</id><published>2009-01-15T09:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:35:18.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rujuri, strugurele, pixuri, brichete, maruntisuri, tigari, chei, bani, acte, portofele, cartile de vizita, agenda, setul de pixuri de la mine pt semnat contracte, iphonu!!!! toate imbibate in sirop de iedera cu valeriana baltacaind prin poseta de la vibratiile tusei de au incremenit toti primarii si consilierii si s-au indesat toata ziua cu vitamina c si pune-te si spala si dezinfecteaza fiecare penseta si bat de chibrit scoase din mocirla de prospen si urmare directa ziua a doua bautul cafelei machiat calcat camasa indreptat parul pregatit poseta noua echipat sunat sef razgandit demachiat pus pijamalele sprayat in nas ingurgitat puiul mexican bagat in pat si vizionat toata ultima serie din scrubs, prima din grey, ce a mai ramas din friends, lost, prison break si orgie ruseasca de studenti bonus aflat ca stie cainele cat e ceasul o fi avand un ceas in cap cu tic-tac si numara fiecare secunda ca oricum nu are ce face toata ziua decat sa ne sacaie la cap de cand plecam si pana ne intoarcem si apoi pana plecam iar&lt;br /&gt;mi-au scris admiratoarele din germania cica le-au placut tare mult cozonacul de Craciun masinutele cu radio si cica in Germania e zapada vagoane si -17 grade de le ingheatza toate cururile la dontsuckdick cum o fi, apropo prin franta mai e zapada?  aici s-a namolit toata si e deja cald poate dispar si racelile o data&lt;br /&gt;sefa mea (initial am scris mi-a nu stiu de ce dar m-am corectat madam vezi ca progressez damn am scris cu doi s da nu ma mai intorc ca mi-e lene si suna mai bine oricum)si-a dat demisia s-a mutat in lumea showbizului iti dai seama ce figuri pe ea, asta era o intzepata din aia super siropoasa da era super de treaba si foarte buna in ce facea chiar am invatat o gramada de la ea, era genul care te invata lucruri si iti prindea bine nu te lasa de izbeliste, avea o istorie destul de interesanta muncise tot felul de lucruri prin hoteluri restaurante chiar spalase  vase la un moment dat apoi studiase la conservator si avea concerte era violonista parca dar pana la urma si-a descoperit nu stiu ce defect la mana si a trebuit sa renunte si s-a mutat pe marketing si plus sefu de la operational or fi stiind ei ceva de isi tot iau talpasita si ma gandesc cu groaza ca foarte posibil o sa apara alt sef de marketing pe Europa de centru si sud-est si presimt ca n-o sa imi cada bine persoana aia, apropo anu asta cum naiba se negociaza salariile avand in vedere ca la majoritatea firmelor se reduc sau se fac disponibilizari, are cineva idee ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6009503359063921227</id><published>2009-01-13T09:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:35:54.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cum convingi cainele sa nu se mai latre in oglinda, cum ii explici ca nu este un alt catel care arata la fel ca el si doarme pe canapeaua lui si mananca din castronul lui si se joaca cu jucariile lui si se uita urat la el si latra, cum ii explici cainelui ca in oglinda este chiar el si acolo se uita doar daca vrea sa vada cum arata el, ce il intereseaza pe caine cum arata el, n-ar intelege niciodata un alt rost, cum ii explici cainelui ca nu se misca nimeni in oglinda, cum poate cainele sa inteleaga ca el este in doua locuri in acelasi timp, cum sa ii spui cainelui de oglinda, abia daca  distinge culorile cum sa ii spui ca se latra singur cum sa ii explici cainelui ca plita electrica nu este o alta sursa de caldura in casa si ca daca incearca sa intre in ea nu o sa ii fie mai cald, cum poti sa ii explici cainelui ca daca rastoarna castronul nu va gasi mancare sub el, cum sa inteleaga el ca usa se deschide doar intr-o parte nu in ambele, cum sa ii explici cainelui ca el nu are baie in casa si ca trebuie sa mearga afara in frig sa isi faca ce are nevoie si cum sa ii explici cainelui ca nu e excitant sa linga pisat de catea.&lt;br /&gt;Azi l-am invatat pe Boris sa se dea pe gheata sau cel putin am incercat, nu credeam ca poate fi cineva mai varza decat mine la dat pe gheata, ei bine iata stateam cu el de atata timp in casa si nu stiam ca e antitalent ca si mine, nu numai ca nu stie sa patineze dar ii faceau labele in toate partile si se incolaceau si se incurcau intre ele si a cazut in fund de vreo cateva ori la un moment dat chiar ma speriasem ca isi va rupe vreun picior sau vreo mana sau ce are el pe acolo si unde mai pui ca nici nu ii placea deloc, nu gasea nici o distractie in treaba asta tot boloborosea in gandul lui care o mai veni cu tine data viitoare la patinoar un lucru e sigur, nu role isi doreste de sf. Valentin, aviz amatoarelor&lt;br /&gt;De sarbatori m-am ocupat cu comertul de haine, am vandut in dreapta si in stanga, vrei un pulover, te interesez cu un fular, lumea e disperata sa faca tot felul de cadouri deja e obligatie nu mai are pic de farmec, sa fie cat mai ieftin si sa nu pierd prea mult timp prin magazine, hai sa luam un pulover si am scapat si de cadoul asta vedem ce mai luam la anul, hai ca ii iau si lu unchiu, da-mi si pentru cumnata, si usor incet mi-am recuperat banii pe o parte din cadourile pe care oricum trebuia sa le fac cu placere de altfel, sau ma rog urmeaza sa le recuperez, deocamdata am strans doar cat sa pot plati marfa la furnizor cu care trebuia sa ne intalnim azi dar am amanat pentru ca s-a cam scufundat barca.&lt;br /&gt;Raceala, febra, tuse, frisoane, scandal, urlete, scrancete, toate problemele se ivesc deodata, toate lucrurile sunt pe dos, sirop, strepsils, ceai, portocale, bixtonim, le arunc pe toate, imi scriu testamentul, nu sunt in stare, scrie-mi testamentul, scrie asa ca iti dictez eu, pe boris ti-l las tie, pe tine te las lu cine te-o lua ca oricum dintre cei cunoscuti nu te vrea nimeni, de parca ar fi vreunul competent sa ma tina, iar tot ce am eu mai de pret le las lor sau le iau cu mine, tot, tu nu primesti nimic, nici aur, nici casa, nici conturile nimic, sau aproape nimic, nu sunt obligat sa public testamentul asta, totusi chiar ea a zis ca e in semideplinatatea facultatilor si universitatilor retardate mintal, adica nu poti fi atat de constient sa ma lasi pe mainile uneia de se trezeste in fiecare zi si ba isi gaseste manusile pe carosabil, joaca o canasta cat altii 10, doarme in casa cu unu deghizat in fredy mercury si fara butelie si in caz ca asta ma rateaza ma lasa la una care in fiecare seara deschide toate dulapurile si noptierele din casa sa vada daca e cineva inauntru inainte sa se culce, care culcare oricum e putin probabila sa se intample prea curand, te traduce din orice limba inainte sa incepi sa vorbesti si vrea sa isi scrie pe piatra de mormant “ingropata de vie” clar, nu mai exista nici o speranta, mai ales ca a treia varianta ar fi sa ma lase pe mainile uneia care din cate tin minte o data a ajuns la urgenta cu un pix infipt in ureche si care tot stand cu ea in casa o vezi cum se mai apleaca un pic peste pervaz sa vada daca s-a mai aruncat cineva nu se mai vede linia orizuntului, nimic nu poate fi mai sumbru, tu daca mori eu cui raman, ce aur, ce granate, ce perle, nimic nu compenseaza chinul de a ramane cu astea, mai presus de toate e clar ca nu e in deplinatatea academiilor incetinite mintal pai ce om normal la cap ar ingropa iphonu pe care mi-am dat eu doua salarii jumate plus abonament de lux, ce stie ea cu cat am schimbat euro in aeroportul din munchen ca sa cumpar ceasul ala, adevaru e ca a avut o viata frumoasa tot ce si-a dorit sa se duca cu tot cu amantii ei si toate bunurile sa ii fie ingropate sa se bucure de ele pana n-o mai putea hai ca a luat-o pe delir deja cica face atac de panica, n-a mai murit nimeni de la asta, cica e stricat sucul de portocale de parca de asta o sa moara ea acum, cica n-am spalat cana de ceai da ca am facut ceai de 8 ori de cand am ajuns acasa nu mai zice, da na acuma ce poti sa mai zici, deschide geamu sa dai o limba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6009503359063921227?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6009503359063921227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/cum-convingi-cainele-sa-nu-se-mai-latre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6009503359063921227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6009503359063921227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/cum-convingi-cainele-sa-nu-se-mai-latre.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-4235882350243427043</id><published>2009-01-11T00:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:39:14.839+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am facut un pact, sa nu mai postez nimic pana ninge, n-a trecut prea mult si au aparut nametii si pe aici, ca tot vorbeau toti care mai de care de zapezi, ninsori, fulgi ca-n povesti etc., da, stiu ca nu suportati frigul si ca v-ati saturat sa dardaiti pe strada in drum spre serviciu, scoala sau orice alt loc tampit spre care va indreptati prefacandu-va ca aveti treaba de parca v-ar semnala cineva absenta in caz ca nu ati ajunge, are si iarna farmecul ei, unii se intristeaza, sunt nostalgici, unii se bucura, se bat cu zapada, pana la urma se bucura toti, ca toti sunt nostalgici si o sa li se para trist cand se va topi. Pana atunci zornaieli si chicote in sfarsit ninge ca-n vis, sa facem poze, ca cine stie nu dureaza mult si nu mai prindem alta, sa scriem in zapada secrete, toti trepideaza au uitat de orice faceau inainte, e gata ca doar nu suntem pe coasta de azur unde ninge o data la 5 ani. Tot Craciunul am asteptat un amarat de fulg, si tot revelionul apoi, ma rog de revelion mai mult am asteptat sa imi treaca durerea de cap, dar oricum, taman bine acuma sa o punem de inca un Craciun, ca ala de a fost n-a fost cum trebuie, ce Craciun e ala fara zapada, nu mai zic de cadouri ca au fost cu taraita, ca gazele de la rusi, cert e ca anul asta Ion cu Iordanul lui l-a cam facut de panarama pe Mos Craciun, si pe frigul asta mai e un pas pana la polei si sa vezi atunci coada la ortopedie, iar imi amintesc cum am lesinat eu de 3 ori la schi si de aici inevitabil cum am cazut o data la 3 noaptea in baie sub chiuveta si am spart niste pahare ce se aflau inexplicabil cel putin la ora aia pe acolo. Dar cand ninge asa frumos mai bine imi amintesc de caciulile de blana pe care le purtau ai mei in iernile grele, amandoua la fel, cu urechi care se puteau purta si peste urechi dar ei le purtau mereu legate sus in crestet cu un siret si le puneau pe soba cand ajungeau la mamaia sa se usuce pana pleaca iar, si de cele doua sanii ale noastre de care eram asa mandru pentru ca erau unice, nimeni nu mai avea ca noi, toti aveau niste scanduri pe suport din fier ruginit, ale noastre erau din sipculite bej si suportul si schiurile nu erau din fier ci din lemn, smecheria era ca aveau o sina subtire din fier dedesupt care proteja lemnul si toti se opreau si se uitau cand treceam noi ca erau cele mai frumoase, cine stie pe unde sunt acuma nu le-am mai vazut de cativa ani, si aveam si bob, sanie din aia cu ghidon si cu 3 schiuri una in fata sub ghidon si doua in spate dar pe asta o foloseam numai cand mergeam la munte si la ocazii speciale, la joaca nu ne-o dadeau niciodata cum e faza aia cu perechea de chiloti pe care o pastrezi tot timpul una singura noua pentru atunci cand trebuie sa te duci la spital si trebuie sa fie neaparat albi. Si mai tin minte bradul din curte iarna se umplea de zapada a cazut o data la o furtuna stiu ca si curentul picase in noaptea aia, a cazut asa, dar nu pe casa, si nici pe gard, s-a rupt cam la 2 metri de pamant si a cazut intr-o parte umpland curtea cu el, era mare, falnic, o mare mandrie in zona, nimeni nu avea brad asa mare si frumos pe acolo, de fapt daca ma gandesc mai bine nimeni nu avea brad ca eram la campie cred ca avea o istorie interesanta si el dar nu o tin minte stiu doar ca toti erau tristi cand aflau ca s-a rupt fusese acolo cu ei de cand construisera casa, ce iti e si cu natura asta, e suparata ca o distrugem dar uneori se strica pe ea insasi. Tocmai lucrez acum la munca la un proiect prin care initiem tot felul de actiuni de conservare a mediului si de dezvoltare durabila, de gen reciclarea bateriilor si a telefoanelor mobile, printarea fata-verso etc. E destul de interesant si cum eu sunt obsedat cu pacea pe pamant si salvarea planetei chiar imi prinde bine sa pun oamenii la punct cu treaba asta asa ca puteti sa ma anuntati de ce idei mai sunt legate de mediu si protectie poate le bag in proiect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-4235882350243427043?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4235882350243427043/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-facut-un-pact-sa-nu-mai-postez-nimic.html#comment-form' title='4 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pe bar, vodca, cioburi pe jos balti de alcool si oameni care dorm in geci, paranghelionul se apropie de sfarsit, la final street fighting, blurbs, land of topok si spaceinvaders intr-o sala de jocuri de cartier si in sfarsit poker pe dezbracate si sex salbatic pana la 12 ziua, am cam ametit, cred ca de la vodca, sau o fi de la salvia lu capshunica, oricum mai bine la anul facem revelionul acasa sau poate ne bagam la vanghelion daca o invita pe natalia oreiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8473207743618956098?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8473207743618956098/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultima-oprire-in-club-punk-flacari-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8473207743618956098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8473207743618956098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultima-oprire-in-club-punk-flacari-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-2842104702583093987</id><published>2008-12-31T14:30:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:11:51.505+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friskies, ceaiuri, scrum, coji de portocala, remi si tequila, multe paturi,pilote, perne, lenjerii unele jilave altele uscate. creata vorbeste in soapta, fumeaza pe balcon e ger printre borcanele cu mancare. omuletzii de zapada gatiti de mos craciun. texas poker pe internet fara reusita si discutii interminabile ascultate de unii in somn si de unii fara somn despre baieti ce scriau biletele de cerere in prietenie si nu aveau curaj sa le arate iar ele erau complexate ca era mai destept ca ele la orice, la matematica, la istorie, chiar si la crosetat, ea o bentita, el un ilic intreg, saracu bunicasu. inca una se marita, e foarte bine, locuiesc impreuna de ceva timp, se simte bine cu el, ii place si jobul, ii place ce face, ii place si ce studiaza, are niste idealuri, vrea sa ajunga undeva, altii sunt complexati inca, toate cred ca vor fi ultimele la maritis, ma intreb cine va fi cu adevarat ultima, culmea e ca nici una nu e prea stresata cu treaba asta, sunt cam anormale, ma rog, nu e treaba mea, oricum felicitari, casa de piatra, si sa fiti fericiti. nu stiu de ce imi vine sa cant azi feliz navidad de o canta anca parghel saraca, pacat ca a murit, era chiar tare tanti.&lt;br /&gt;De revelion vreau sa mergem la cel mai fitos restaurant cu cele mai figurante mancaruri si bauturi si sa ne intalnim cu tot felul de oameni fitosi cu rochii de epoca si smochinguri si papioane si apoi petrecere intr-o sala de gala cu tesaturi aurii si albe si cu multe globuri si beteala si sclipici si coafuri indraznete dar noi sa plecam repede ca ne plictisim si sa tragem o dusca de palinca in masina in drum spre vreun club de house cu studenti si oameni din publicitate imbracati funky care danseaza singuri sau se dau unii la alti, dansam si noi putin singurine dam la cate unii dam pe gat un jhonnie walker cu redbull si plecam iar repede mai cautam un alt club unul mai rock asa, aicea numai piercinguri care se ling pe fata dansam niste libertines si I would walk 500 miles vreo 6 timisoreana si iarasi plecam repede dar ne ia ceva timp pana gasim masina prin parcare ajungem intr-o padure se aud niste lupi singuratici cred ne intalnim cu niste prieteni straini au venit sa petreaca revelionul aici ce tampiti, acum bem vin fiert langa un lac, e timpul se apropie ora 0 mergem repede pana in piata full de oameni aici confetii si pahare, unii care ne servesc si pe noi cu sampanie nu stiu cine sunt si nu imi place sampania da nu vreau sa fac nota discordanta, pana la un punct totusi, toata lumea urla Happy New Year, incep artificiile, incepem si noi sa numaram 10, 9, 8 ... lume confuza nimeni nu intelege nimic a fost sau nu revelionul ? a fost dar anul nostru incepe doar pentru noi, unul care plange ca nu i s-a deschis sampania, mie-mi spui? se anunta un an blestemat, been there done that, gata m-am saturat   de piata hai sa plecam au spart astia sampaniile pe aici si era sa ma tai, ajungem pe o plaja nu stiu exact unde, liniste deplina, asa da, se aude un fel de mare, valuri, cred ca ne-au asteptat in tot acest timp, e foarte frig dar e frumos, se vad doar artificii fara zgomot si niste stanci si sticla de lichior un pic varsata pe nisip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-2842104702583093987?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/2842104702583093987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/friskies-ceaiuri-scrum-coji-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2842104702583093987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/2842104702583093987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/friskies-ceaiuri-scrum-coji-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-6835256187465448078</id><published>2008-12-31T12:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:59:40.292+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peste vreo 19 ore o sa fim intr-un alt an, n-am mai dormit de vreo 36. Hai la aeroport, rapid, pune-ti manusile, taxiul vine in 5 minute, nu uita pastilele, stai sa ma pis.In Marseille nu e zapada, nu ninge mai deloc acolo, e chiar caldut dar cand bate vantul e foarte frig, la lyon posibil sa fie zapada nu stim dar oricum e mai frig ca aici. Nu inteleg de ce nu te-ai mai intalnit si cu alti oameni cat ai stat pe aici, unii chiar ar vrea sa tina legatura, poate le scrii macar. Madam, daca nu apare pana la revelion, o gasesti prin aeroport sau prin gara cu manusile de la agnes toma vanzand carnati cruzi sa isi cumpere salvie. Plateste tu si sa iei bon cu stampila. Unde sunt manusile, ciocaneste la taximetrist ca nu sunt in geanta. Sunt in geanta. Unde e imbarcarea. Nu sunt in geanta. Nici in rucsac. Hai inapoi poate mai e taxiul. Afara din aeroport nu mai era nici o masina, asfaltul smolit si inghetat si mansuile in mijloc amandoua una peste alta. Cine te-a trimis pe tine sa iti iei viata in proprii dinti. Intai trebuie cantarit bagajul sa il accepte de mana. Trollere deschise, sutiene, portfard-uri, epilatoare scoase dintr-un troller indesate prin alte genti sa te incadrezi sa nu platesti la cala. In pasaport scrie ochi caprui, astia nu sunt ochi caprui, o sa ai probleme, inlacrimati asa pentru o simpla plecare intr-o alta lume. Nu stiu cum reusesti sa unesti pe toata lumea la un loc, sa ii faci sa se simta bine si sa rada incontinuu. Futu-te-n cur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-6835256187465448078?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6835256187465448078/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/peste-vreo-19-ore-o-sa-fim-intr-un-alt.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6835256187465448078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/6835256187465448078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/peste-vreo-19-ore-o-sa-fim-intr-un-alt.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-1405875895607139662</id><published>2008-12-29T12:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:18:07.819+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Astazi incepe turneul celor 4 trambuline. Putini stiu ca este un eveniment sportiv dintre cele cu cea mai mare audienta si ca a fost si anul acesta undeva pe locul 4 dupa campionatul european de fotbal, turul Frantei si olimpiada de la Beijing. Poate ca cineva care are un blog cu multe stiri din toate domeniile ar trebui sa rezume ceva si despre acest subiect, si mai ales despre intregul fenomen al succesului media al acestor competitii asupra carora se concentreaza mai multi bani decat in orice. Dar nu de asta ma uit la sport, saritorii cu schiurile chiar merita locul 4 pentru ca i-au cam facut pe Coanda, Vlaicu sau Depp reusind sa zboare, chiar daca doar pentru cateva secunde, fara aripi si motor, si mereu mai mult si mai mult. Greu de prezis cine va castiga, austriacul Goldberger s-a retras de mult, germanul Hanawald a renuntat si el datorita unor probleme psihice, polonezul Malysz este in scadere de forma, norvegianul Jacobsen nu a inceput nici el prea bine sezonul, iar finlandezul zburator Ahonen s-a retras si el anul trecut dupa ce a mai castigat inca o data. In aceste conditii Simon Ammann, care la Torino, cand avea doar 16 ani, a devenit cel mai tanar campion olimpic de iarna din toate timpurile este marele favorit dupa un inceput de an foarte bun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-1405875895607139662?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1405875895607139662/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/astazi-incepe-turneul-celor-4.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1405875895607139662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/1405875895607139662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/astazi-incepe-turneul-celor-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8107854645101314569</id><published>2008-12-29T12:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:10:14.229+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Metroul vajaie prin statii, ziduri reci si scurse de siroaie din canalizari, flash-uri de lumini si figuri de oameni pierduti prin ganduri. La Romana, pe peron, un buchet de trandafiri albi, mamaia nu isi putea lua privirea de la ei, am coborat repede sa ii iau dar pana sa urc inapoi usile s-au inchis si am lasat-o singura cu gentile grele. Probabil ca cineva o va ajuta sa coboare la urmatoarea statie. Vine in sfarsit metroul urmator si in el, mamaia vroia sa completeze un talon pentru o tombola la metrou. Fiecare talon costa un milion si am insistat sa ii platesc eu dar o tanti inainte completa taloane in valoare de 11 milioane iar premiile constau in pixuri si marele premiu era o lanterna. I-am zis ca poate sa isi ia cate pixuri si lanterne vrea de un milion. Uite vezi ai avea si tu ceva de scris :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8107854645101314569?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8107854645101314569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/metroul-vajaie-prin-statii-ziduri-reci.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8107854645101314569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8107854645101314569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/metroul-vajaie-prin-statii-ziduri-reci.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-8588267089066295967</id><published>2008-12-29T12:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:08:14.337+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:RO; 	mso-fareast-language:RO;} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Craciunul a fost oribil per ansamblu si frumos pe alocuri, si anume in partile esentiale, prima ninsoare si mai ales a doua mult mai abundenta ne-a prins impreuna in drum spre si dinspre casa, dar deja acasa nu mai e de mult timp acolo ci unde locuim acum. Oribil pentru ca dupa multi ani nu am mai avut brad, iar cadourile le-am primit fiecare asa fara sa le gasim sub brad si nici globuri nu am mai avut dar a fost frumos pentru ca am ornat noi bradul nostru micut cu aceleasi globuri auriu cu rosu toate si bradul e artificial pentru ca rezolutia pentru anul asta e sa salvam planeta cu pungi de panza si baterii reincarcabile, stiu ca nimic nu poate inlocui mirosul de brad de Craciun si ca nu tu omori bradul cand il cumperi e deja taiat de cei ce il vand dar cand cumperi un brad oricum incurajezi fenomenul cam tot risipa se cheama si asta. A fost oribil vazand oameni singuri de Craciun, nu e neaparat trist sa fi asa dar ei asa pareau, a fost frumos ca am primit lucruri dragutze de la Mos Craciun o haina si niste carti pe care chiar mi le doream, oribil ca asta e cam tot ce am primit, dragutz ca am mai primit niste prajituri din castane cu specific din Marseille sau oricum din Franta, oribil ca aratau ca niste gelatine scarboase si nu aveau nici gust bun, Alex ai dreptate eu nu stiu cum traiesc francezii astia cu atatea figuri. Dragutz ca am citit despre alti prieteni ca s-au distrat de Craciun chiar daca erau departe de cei dragi, oribil ca am primit un after shave, mai aveam vreo doua si ca Boris a fost cam singur de Craciun si nici Moshul nu a fost prea darnic cu el, o sa am cateva dojeneli pentru el daca il prind, frumos ca el s-a simtit bine in singuratatea lui si Craciunul lui a inceput doar cand ne-am intors, oribil ca totusi cativa dintre cei dragi nu mai sunt si nu poti fi alaturi de ei de Craciun si ca unii dintre noi nici nu stiau de asta, frumos ca ii avem in gand mereu dupa atata timp si e ca si cum am fi impreuna de Craciun, urat ca nu a mai nins apoi si dragutz ca oricat de oribil ar fi de Craciun tot gasim niste motive sa fie frumos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-8588267089066295967?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8588267089066295967/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8588267089066295967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/8588267089066295967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400717397973075553.post-9069255607891373066</id><published>2008-12-28T10:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:06:50.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ieri a inceput Tour de ski, asta e un fel de tur al frantei de la ciclism doar ca e la ski si e mai european asa adica nu merge doar printr-o singura tara ci prin mai multe, mai exact anul asta prin Germania, Cehia si Italia, conceptul e acelasi mai multe etape care trebuie parcurse de toti participantii, se aduna timpii din fiecare zi si castiga cel care are timpul total cel mai bun. Concurentii sunt din multe tari, cei mai buni sunt din tarile cu traditie in acest sport Germania, Norvegia, Rusia, Italia, Suedia, Franta si Finlanda care e favorita mea tot timpul. Sper ca nu ati uitat, printre altele eu sunt obsedat sa ma uit la sporturi mai ales la cele de iarna de practicat mai rar dar m-as uita in continuu si as manca chipsuri sau cartofi prajiti in tot acest timp, probabil ca si hot dog daca n-as fi fost lacto-vegetarian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400717397973075553-9069255607891373066?l=koivuranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/feeds/9069255607891373066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/ieri-inceput-tour-de-ski-asta-e-un-fel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/9069255607891373066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400717397973075553/posts/default/9069255607891373066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koivuranta.blogspot.com/2008/12/ieri-inceput-tour-de-ski-asta-e-un-fel.html' title=''/><author><name>Inventatorul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590894206664883730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
