Ring Finger Knuckle Pain

THE EARTH WILL SHAKE

"We dream of ways to break
These iron bars We dream of black nights without moon or stars
We dream of tunnels and of sleeping guards We dream of black outs
in the prison yard"

The orologino the marks of my iMac 04:46, the countdown to the 08:00, so I will wake up in time, is getting closer to zero and once again I find myself coming to terms with this fucking insomnia to me is raising the life since I returned from the USA.
What "fun" of this situation is that in one way or another, past the 3 I find myself always wake up and not being able to sleep again: many times it was a natural process, I simply opened occhi come se avessi dormito per 15 ore e ho cominciato a fare quello che può fare una persona che soffre di insonnia, vedi stare al computer, guardare telefilm, avvantaggiarsi un po' di email per lavoro e fondamentalmente beh, credo nient'altro. Altre volte, con frequenza regolare dopo tre o quattro giorni di sveglia "naturale", mi ritrovo ad essere svegliato da amiche con problemi di ubriachezza molesta, promoter tanto bravi da volermi aggiornare alle 4 del mattino che la band americana di turno sarà presto in Italia, sms di Trenitalia che mi arrivano chiaramente col fuso orario. Adesso, visto e considerato che le scorse due notti, andando a letto più o meno alle sei del mattino, ero riuscito brillantemente a scavalcare l'orario quello critico and could afford to pull to sleep until two o'clock, I finally found dell'insperato rest clearly helped risconvolgermi biorhythm (but at least I have avoided the crisis of fatigue as it happened to me this Thursday, where a hundred things I had to do, I only managed to stay in bed and sleep from 2 pm), I must say that the alarm last night was certainly more than most special because the news nn is the obviousness of an earthquake but the fact NOW that I was sleeping. So much, so deeply, both in peace and in need of sleep, I realized that nn even grazed that there had been an earthquake, and I would probably not even noticed. MA chiaramente arriva la telefonata di mia madre ad informarmi dell'accaduto e rieccomi a fare il nottambulo. Certo è una bella tragedia per le persone dell'Aquila e dintorni, sto guardando SKYTG24 e sembra che veramente ci siano stati danni molto grossi. Credo che domani saremo tutti aggiornati con più info, nel frattempo io provo a ritornare a letto.
Domani daltronde si parte....

How Do I Make An Eye Appointment

Quicksand KILLED THE CAMPER

Bella per tutti,
sono seduto nel camper di proprietà dei frociazzi degli Adam Kills Eve , attualmente viaggiante in autostrada e ritornante in quel di Firenze dopo una serata come quella di ieri passata alle Sabbie Mobili di Bergamo per il Sober Society Tour.
IERI: tranquillissimo viaggio in treno ( pagato per una seconda ma traveled in the first thanks to the important friendships in the railways of the state ... ) Where I updated on the latest episodes of Lost and Heroes have arrived in that the central station in Milan, where do I go to a track that does not exist to recover the Covino, take a taxi and go to the home of Nicco Poppi. On arrival, the niche is the Carotta that await us in the car ready to leave at a time of Bergamo in a "friendly", "free" and "almost without complaint," the bass manager Quicksand greets us almost as well as how he got a wagon of cattle. Anyway, having said that you spent a nice evening, we reviewed a lot 'of beautiful faces and has seen the raving alcoholic of those Florentine boys that there is to say, when they are in "Sober Mood" are really funny. Although very attracted by the proposal of a joint-Carotta Covino offering a Saturday night gay bars, I prefer to stick with the kids in the program and return to Florence for another reunion with my friends toscanaccio.



Right now I'm sitting in a camper next to Oscar, with Claudio before, Burgio Sex in the driving seat and that if he sleeps in a rich manner. After a lunch with Egyptian cook the carbonara, we realized that the camper No part because of the untimely death of the battery, and then we have built up late late. And now let's close this parentesi perchè Oscar sta parlando di "qualità dei rapporti" e mi sembra un argomento troppo interessante per nn prestare attenzione :)

PS: so che sembra che fa tutto cacare quello che scrivo, ma avete mai pisciato in un camper? Io oggi si e quando si scarica, soprattutto se li è rimasta tutta la merda delle ultime 3 settimana, esce dalla tazza un odore malefico che ha pervaso tutto il camper, il povero Oscar con la mia felpa come para odori, si è inoltrato nel mondo della merda è ha provato a contrastare l'odore con uno spray ai frutti di bosco, con risultati devo dire un po' dubbi.... dovunque sono c'è sempre tanta merda intorno..

Chronic Pustules On Tonsils

SLEEP

E' da quando siamo tornati dagli USA che nn and update the blog unexpectedly every day someone contacts me asking why or cmq saying that he had enjoyed reading it, making me happy because I have to say at this point I begin to think that someone has actually read what I wrote, perhaps for various reasons. But I find it difficult to "update" the blog because my intent in this nn was certainly put to tell how I spend my days from morning to night, yet this level of exhibitionism I have not met, but share with others a great experience as that of the States which, for obvious reasons of communication, I could not tell otherwise. In Rome these days actually the days are spent between studio work, work at home some night out, some chatting with friends and especially to fight against the evil Jet Lag I have totally destroyed the biorhythm that I was barely able to standardize. For a couple of days later I find myself returning to open their eyes between 3 and 4 in the morning on an ongoing basis: I managed to stay only one night (last Friday), at 3 and a half after that I was awakened by a call , that even after a SMS and you're done, now I have learned that between 3 and 8 in the morning for me is definitely a time of active life, and considering that I'm sticking to work at 10 am, I have an average of 5 / 6 hours a night of sleep divided in two phases. In fact I can have a rest No idea ... Anyway
belonging to my insomnia I think from now on I will continue to write as often is about to begin a tour de force away from deadly Milan / Florence this weekend, starting last week in Ceccano the album Diorama from 6 to 13 and Away English from 18 to early May. Well, I guess things happening there are quite a few ':)
Meanwhile, a musical note: I went down with White Lies, indie-rock band that I discovered very little. Take a listen to "To Lose My Life" and in my opinion nn regret it!
soon.