I do not know if all this time I have been without writing I spent 4 days in my house, and there are already several weeks ... and of course without an internet connection.
And summer begins to emerge and do not stop events to go. Let's start on June 28, Pride in Gijon.
"Well off we went the Charanga to play. This year, encouraged several local (The Caleya, The Question And The Holy) and made a small float, and do not know what encouraged the roost ... (All published details and pictures of Marcela , which is the official photographer of the best soirees).
-On Friday we got to Madrizz and I was nerves, taps had all day thinking it was gonna be my second Pride and EL FIRST IN TRAVELLING TO PARADE AND TOUCHING UP!
I got tired at all, I hit him as hard as I could to the drum (which I usually always do, it seems that I lose my life on it), people danced with us, asking us again, we cheered! I had said that surely cry but was not even a sad tear, I think I was too excited. I could not upload a video of the brass band playing the damn Youtube because I hang up, but I keep trying. swift and speedy end and we went to watch the game in Spain (Isi, Jo and I) to a joint Galician empanadas were fatal.
After the game I went into a slut that neither he has given counter in Corsica, now, my body said "no more" and after dinner (and me, thanks to Jo, a bruise on her wrist the size of a potato wrinkle) we went to hotel.
The next day I tried to see all the girls who were by Madriles, but I could only see Club (almost a whisper) that she had to go with your lobster ... I hope to see you soon and stay longer.
That if I could finally meet my beloved Puchi, which is as we expected. And yes, it has become a part of my girls because it's all love. We talk ok?.
Sweet and Ant were on OFF mode, and I could not cuddly as expected. To know that you are not going to escape, fox ...
sure I have more people to name, but if I forget things from one day to several weeks imagine another fatal.
"I think that after Black Week came Gijon, and Nueche Torolla in Kras Radio tent. As was to be a night to become "cross-dressing-transloquesequisiera decided to go in disguise. And since I'm always stripped of money and I like to recycle the costumes I decided to go for "The Transvestite Pantoja," so Isi was not another get back on Franco, forgiveness, cachuli (and like it than that I know ...).
By the way, did erotic cuisine ... without words, only I remember the Chinese balls (fish balls and pudding making rope gluttony).
One time I went to the bathroom to go hear a chick say "no school eh? Not wash." I turn to see if it is for me and if he returned to repeat it ... Let's see, that with the mustache and the crest may be confusion. Then grabbing my tits the say "What's this?." Sure, it had almost no subjects and so I do not know if you would believe ... "After the World Cup final came and saw it in the same tent. I was shaking with nerves from the first minute, and when she started dating Iniesta scored all the tension (which comes to be that I began to mourn, pero poco porque en público se me corta, como la meada).
-Y creo ahora viene la 3ª fiesta importante que me faltaba, El Carmín. Una fiesta de prao donde todo el mundo va con la sidra, la tortilla y la empanada y se mama hasta las patas. Bueno, yo por lo menos si me emborraché porque no comprenden que soy de Santander y que los calderos de sidra que me sirven son demasiado... pero ¿y lo rica que está??
Claro, entrada la oscuridad nos vamos al pueblo a seguir la fiesta y para no mezclar demasiado nos fuimos a tomar Mojitos, y después de los mojitos un cubata de ron mientras lo daba todo a ritmo techno.
Sólo recuerdo haber entrado en casa con el vaso del cubata, comido un pincho de tortilla y sentarme in bed. The next day I woke up on the bed and no pants (I think someone took too move ajajajaja).
And that, I really am not updating more often but do not know what happens to me lately that I lock the pc before and I know not to tell (and I can not stop.)
Today I put the song that I keep in the car listening to loud, because I think progressive is the best start in history (I have a run-seventies disco that takes your breath).
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