Segunda-feira, Fevereiro 28, 2005

you never knew could never get to

me puse a renovar mi blog. primero, eran las fotos de africa, los sospechos mau-mau de kenya, las mapas europeanos, etc. por tamanho demasiado grande de los imagenes y por no querer distraerles los lectors, tuve que cambiarlas. entonces me acordei del ambiente del museo de arte moderno en caracas. crearon un ambiente el cual me ha gustado lo mas de cualquier museo, sin abonarse de muchos recursos, con la mayoria de los obras por (artesinos/artistas/obreros?) locales. se puede encontrar agnieska como waldo en el background

frank brought date over and duylinh and i had the sofa turned verically on its side, crawling along the filthy carpet, searching... i can explain. i can explain. the girl offered to help, talked about sushi, and claimed to make excellent pancakes. put your money where your mouth is champ, go write your ten minute play.

better i play "sounding board" for the thermodynamics students

nena you can say focus, specialization, emphasis in the place of especializacion or profundizacion, the kiss is customary because in real life it is customary on the internet the (k) is customary, and it is customary to write the word minor or emphasis on a CV. but don't confuse the two. nene, only girls and gays say nene, nene. i'm not a jealous person. costenho = corroncho, and the conspiracy may be devoid of bad intentions on your part, but not on mauricio's. i'm just curious, and, wait--in your case you would say certification, because they were separate certificates--only if you want me to, just tell me what you want me--in your case, it is indeed specialization or emphasis.
fold it. seal the envelope. put it in the mailbox. it's over. it's over. take a nap.

2 Comments:

Blogger Mel T. said...

Es mucho mejor. Fue demasiado distraer.

6:21 AM  
Blogger South by South What People Were Wearing said...

Hello Jesse. This is Clarisa, Matt's friend from UTD and, later, UNT. Perhaps you'll remember as the girl who met you in the UT dorm when Matt and I drove down. Anyway, I mentioned to Matt that I'm applying to the Peace Corp and he said you were in Africa, and then he shared this link with me. Well, my parents live in Nigeria! Perhaps, if you ever needed a place to stay, you could visit with them and speak fluent Spanish. Or maybe not... I have another friend in the Peace Corps, stationed in Morroco. I'd like your input on volunteering so if you end up back in Texas, get a hold of me through Matt!

8:29 AM  

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