Saturday, March 5, 2011

How Do I Reinstall My Wlan

If I Ever Want to fly Mulholland Drive

sometimes happens to me as well, with songs that takes my autistic vibrates and plays a continuous amount of times, sending small and large commitments.
Now, for example, the 19:04 on a Saturday night. I just had a shower, and I should arrange a little 'room, or respond to mail the professor with whom they claim, or start to worry about dinner.
Instead, it's almost half an hour that I sit on the chaise longue to listen Electrolite REM
I'm crazy for the verse that is underneath the piano, for short cuts and shooting for the choir of refrain, for moving text and interpretation of Stipe, played on contrast between the intention to sing a deep and mature love using tones instead tristanzuoli and almost resigned.
In those seconds, the song is ending.
listening again, then I do to do.

Ps: the video he shot Spike Jonze, so it's very nice.
Pps: roommate has just knocked on the door asking the question of dinner.

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