Here I am. I do not know how to tell this month and a half eventful webbistico and estrangement, but I'll try, trying to snub my natural tendency to be verbose. So, we start from March 31. They were a little hazy days and temperate climate, and we joked among ourselves to carry furniture from one apartment to another. Seething 's business move, in that happily ever carried out at Ostia, unfortunately achieved in record time with a great deal of sweat and serenity of mind. Without the 'fundamental contribution of some friends in terms of arms and nice jokes, nothing would have been feasible, and I think I can never repay them enough. However, I said that in March 31 I thought well to make the move with an attached telephone line adsl alice: The telecom managed very quickly to restore the telefeno, but slightly lost in the details of the reactivation of the modem, which came to life only this morning, after protests from the reiteratissime signed at the company toll-sudddetta: a phone call a day spent in the company of actors mostly incompetent.
My new house is very nice, although smaller than the previous year. It 'took a month of finishing touches and to make a living with dignity, our own: first smelled musty basement, c' were fat and limestone everywhere. People know to be decidedly zellosa, I have to admit, particularly in light of the questionable notion that the house rent is not worthy to be kept clean and structurally sound because they do not really belong to you ... I took a snapshot of the corner of my Macintosh, I tried to keep it there. Underneath are a traditional, almost nostalgic. Merit (?) Of my classical studies? Mah!
I am waiting for a new job, the 'theatrical activity is sailing, quella musicale aranchia un pò, come del resto quella universitaria. Ma sono soddisfatto. Aprile è stato un mese intenso, colmo di avvenimenti burocratici e di bollette da pagare, contrassegnato dal mio ventinovesimo compleanno che suona un pò male come cifra, ma chissenefrega.
Sono contento di ritrovarvi, e di riprendere possesso di questa tastiera. Spero di non aver disimparato a scrivere e di non avervi annoiato: prometto che il prossimo post sarà di un " non- sense " totale.
Fate abbravi e non vi toccate troppo!
Abbaci,
Le Cannù
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