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As Nitram am deeply boring stories with my cat and I have nothing else to express on my new conquest a huge stupid smile and satisfied, I tried the shot for a History garage. This morning I had to go to fill up with gasoline. I do it once every three weeks and must inevitably be it when the price of gasoline has jumped lightning the night before, but hey, I accept my fate and normally do without complaining, in particular to punish me for being too chicken deluxe to take the subway. The self-service pumps remain a great mystery to me especially since they are all different from each other. Maybe I should choose one and be faithful, but as I bring myself to go piss me off to put gas only when my car starts to burp, I have, more often than not the choice of oil.

This morning I go to Shell. Happy to be there and to accumulate air miles points. It's so much fun to spend air miles on cosmetics at Jean Coutu than having washer ostis Free with Petro-Points. In short, I park my car at the pump. I open the cap and the analysis tite slot where I insert my credit card. Insert the card. Removes the map. A beggar bicycle approached and wonder of exchange. Too many seconds elapsed between the insertion of my credit card and the next intervention, which meant that I no longer have the opportunity to insert my card air miles. I press cancel. Unable to cancel . Pardon? I want my air miles point-uh!

I finally abdicate, after all, it definitely pays to go to work more than take 15 minutes to collect an air mile and a half. I took the gun and tries to choose the 87 octane gasoline, because anyway, I do not even know what it is octane and come to think, I do not want that much of the learn. It does not work. I have a choice between gasoline to 91 octane and 91 octane gasoline, which by definition, cost more expensive. I realize that I took the gun from rich, I'm not. Shame on me and my Hyundai accent trying to be part of the elite. I redeposited gun, takes one to the other side, managed by the same tite credit card slot, so no way to finally raise my points air miles. I finally managed to put gas poor, puts the cap, into my car starts and advance.

In my rearview mirror, I see a huge pair of tits wobble up and down, accompanied by two arms that are moving all sides. The madam of the gas station chasing me for stealing gas. Appear that the tite slot has not felt well my credit card. These are things that happen slots that do not feel well ...

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You will remember the green plant before which Mumu posing. This is obviously a species of grass that I buy at the pet store and I'm pushing to regulate digestion of Mumu. Of course, he absolutely loves. Before it was a buffet and my cat is not equipped with the device used to warn that enough is enough, until it engulfed diarrhea that ensues . So I took control of the lawn and give him only occasionally. The pot is now on the balcony and Mumu is a very clever cat, as soon as I opened the door, he hastens to sneak to devour the buffet like a beggar in front of a plate of spaghetti. Yesterday evening, following ingestion of worthy guzzler, it proceeded to vomit suddenly herbs intact he did not even bother to chew. Like vomiting is very common activity in the cat, whether cat or lioness, I did not make case gave him some water and am moved to other activities.

This morning Mumu came cooing in my bed after the first snooze . I played with him a few minutes until I look at his behavior suspicious. It rolled onto itself without shutting down with panicked eyes. I know this cat as if I had given birth and knew that Mumu was not well at all. I had the memory of a dog from a cousin who had died of a heart attack and his behavior just before his death was entirely consistent with what I observed in my beloved cat. I listened to his heart and it seemed to fight rather quickly, albeit at a constant speed and anyway, what do I know in my heart chat? So I was not at all reassured.

I had to leave and my mother, who crib at home a few days due to a meeting in the city tomorrow, spent the day at my apartment to do lots of things I did not have time to do and are anyway, always better than doing it by myself. I was, somehow reassured that it is there to watch over my protege. I then told him: "If Mumu dies today, it would be nice if you got rid thee before I return, "what she acquiesced, being also not convinced me that I have a rational and mature response to the corpse lying on my bed Mumu.

passing a final test before dying out, I get up out of bed and whistles to follow me, he does consistently every time. I whistle. He looks at me with panicked eyes. I watch with my eyes in panic. He rises a vague gesture and follows me with a step unsteady, his head looking towards the eighth floor. He collapsed on the side, at my feet. I took him in my arms and find out it's front paw caught in her scarf, evidently causing this series of suspicious behavior. Mumu is saved.

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Life is full of surprises sometimes. That's what makes his wealth. Happiness seemed to me in recent months as something to build, according to shape my own aspirations and my own desires. That's what I tried to achieve with a little help and the results were inconclusive. For some time, I wanted to go beyond my limits, going beyond what I comfortable to darken achieve my goals and find a few others.

For several weeks so I had acquired the peace of mind. I was, for the first time in a long, happy with my choice. I agreed to this strange sound hacker who spread out and disperse. Which runs to the left and right looking for a new thrill. Who lives more for fun than for career achievement. It seems to Benin for some, but this reality, in the profession I does not exist or is unreachable fled into the depths, whatever. I love what I do, I think I can do so very long ago, but real life for me is two-thirds of the time when I drink a drink in good company, where I explore the waters of St. Lawrence, where I am exploring below by a charming person.

summer began in canon, I can hardly find an hour to do my laundry, I feel like I spend the week to organize my weekend and that's exactly what I wanted. A few meetings here and there, nothing was very convincing and well ... The life I learned that I still could not decide everything. She put a spoke in my wheels and placed too handsome young man in my way. I tried to resist but that one, I think he did an MA in art of seducing a fierce lioness.

This is obviously an embryo relationship. Those who know me know that I do not usually sell the chickens before they hatch and the last time I had this good feeling was long ago.

To be continued ...