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* is happy * Oh, hello. As you will have guessed, as perhaps some of you already know, are a couple of days that I am a living connection to latch on to my neighbors. I spent half my life in this house to curse the total ineptitude of the family to live next door, and when the eldest son (with whom I shared a wall) has discovered a love Lady Gaga I do not have a quiet afternoon, but still. Yet today I am grateful for their incompetence, because they have not protected your wireless connection when they installed the router (I assume themselves), and beautifully so I am here, my room, with a good connection even , so says the pc, and I do the affaracci my glee.
♥

This was not, however, I wanted to say. I'd rather dwell on the fact that, toh, I began to follow
Classics
the Federico II, and so far everything is so immensely exciting (apart from the characters to say the least tragicomic that live in my class, three-quarters of an hour regional train me syrup each morning and then the four hours standing or perched at the window because of course the room is too small and also getting to eight - when the lessons starting at nine o'clock - I never find the place, oh and then the professor of Latin literature is a calling that ass ass offend the respectable category of lower back), okay, come on, I'll be honest:
professor of Greek literature is
, so tremendously exciting that they are too happy. Yeah! And then, having connected to alternate moments and uncontrollable, yesterday I did what any sane person would do. No, I have not studied (hahaha), I started fiddling with code, so please welcome to the new version of my collective, Hanging from a nail, and my new baby,

Foam, which never is simply the masterlist already on

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, but coolest XD soon, all of you: * To the