<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098</id><updated>2012-02-10T09:46:38.493+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucuriile mele... :) Sa mai si radem putin... un zambet nu strica nimanui... si e moka... nu costa</title><subtitle type='html'>Discutie intre doi colegi de birou: &lt;Br&gt;                   
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-1312094526610261286?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1312094526610261286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=1312094526610261286' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/1312094526610261286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/1312094526610261286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/discriminatorie.html' title='discriminatorie'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-4971672455913282111</id><published>2008-04-09T12:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:40:50.651+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru adultii contemporani</title><content type='html'>Pentru adultii contemporani, pseudo-intelecto-neuro-hipohondri.... adica &lt;br&gt;noi...&lt;p&gt;Se spune ca toate zilele trebuie sa mancam un mar pentru fier si o banana &lt;br&gt;pentru potasiu. De asemenea o portocala pentru vitamina C, o jumatate de &lt;br&gt;pepene galben pentru a imbunatati digestia si o cana de ceai&lt;br&gt;verde, fara zahar,pentru a preveni diabetul !&lt;br&gt;    Toate zilele trebuie sa bei doi litri de apa (si apoi sa astepti timp&lt;br&gt;dublu decat timpul pe care ti l-a luat ca sa le bei ).&lt;br&gt;    Toate zilele trebuie sa mananci Activia sau iaurt, pentru a avea&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;L.Cassei Defensis&amp;quot;, care nu stie nimeni ce este, dar se pare ca, daca nu&lt;br&gt;bei un iaurt si jumatate in fiecare zi, incepi sa vezi lumea cam tulbure.&lt;br&gt;     In fiecare zi o aspirina, pentru a preveni infarctul, si un pahar de&lt;br&gt;vin negru, pentru acelas lucru. Si altul de vin alb, pentru sistemul&lt;br&gt;nervos. Si unul de bere, pe care deja nu-mi mai amintesc pentru ce era.&lt;br&gt;Daca le bei pe toate impreuna, chiar si daca faci  o congestie, nu te mai&lt;br&gt;preocupa si probabil nici nu te mai intereseaza.&lt;br&gt;    Toate zilele trebuie sa mananci fibre. Multe, foarte multe fibre.&lt;br&gt;    Trebuie sa faci intre 4-6 feluri zilnic, usoare, fara sa uiti sa mesteci&lt;br&gt;de 100 de ori fiecare inghititura.&lt;br&gt;  Facand un mic calcul, doar pentru a manca, iti ia cam 5 ore.&lt;br&gt;  Ah, dupa fiecare mancare trebuie sa te speli pe dinti, adica: dupa Activia&lt;br&gt;si fibre, dintii, dupa banana, dintii, dupa mar, dintii...si asa, daca ai&lt;br&gt;dinti, fara sa uiti sa folosesti firul dentar, masajul gingiilor, o&lt;br&gt;sorbitura de Plax...&lt;br&gt;(Mai bine umple cada si pune muzica, pentruca intre apa, fibra si dinti,&lt;br&gt;iti vei petrece cateva ore aici, inauntru).&lt;br&gt;    Daca dormi 8 ore si lucrezi alte 8, plus cele 5 pe care le folosim&lt;br&gt;pentru mancare, fac 21.&lt;br&gt;Iti raman 3, in care intotdeauna se poate intampla ceva imprevizibil.&lt;br&gt;Dupa statistici, vedem 3 ore zilnic televizor.&lt;br&gt;    Ei bine, deja nu se poate, pentru ca in fiecare zi trebuie sa mergi cel&lt;br&gt;putin o jumatate de ora (adica sa te intorci dupa 15 minute, ca altfel dupa&lt;br&gt;o jumatate de ora se face o ora de mers).&lt;br&gt;Si trebuie sa-ti pastrezi prieteniile, pentru ca sunt ca plantele: trebuie&lt;br&gt;udate zilnic. Si cand pleci in vacanta, de asemenea.&lt;br&gt;    Pe langa asta trebuie sa fii bine informat, asa ca trebuie sa citesti&lt;br&gt;cel putin doua ziare si anumite articole de revista, pentru a compara&lt;br&gt;informatia.&lt;br&gt;    Ah !, trebuie sa faci sex zilnic, dar fara sa ajungi sa fie ca o rutina:&lt;br&gt;trebuie sa fii inventator, creator, sa renovezi seductia.&lt;br&gt;Asta ia timp; si nici nu mai vorbim daca este sex tantric !!! (cu respect&lt;br&gt;iti amintesc: dupa fiecare mancare, trebuie sa-ti perii dintii !).&lt;br&gt;    De asemenea trebuie sa-ti faci timp pentru curatenie, pentru spalat&lt;br&gt;rufe, vase, si nu mai zic daca ai caine, sau alt animal... Copiii???&lt;br&gt;    In fine, dupa socoteala mea, imi ies cam 29 de ore zilnic.&lt;br&gt;Singura posibilitate care-mi trece prin minte este sa faci mai multe&lt;br&gt;lucruri deodata, de exemplu: iti faci dus cu apa rece si cu gura deschisa,&lt;br&gt;asa bei cei 2 litri de apa.&lt;br&gt;In timp ce iesi din baie cu periuta de dinti in gura, te duci sa faci amor&lt;br&gt;(tantric) in picioare, cu perechea ta, care in treacat se uita la TV si&lt;br&gt;comenteaza, in timp ce tu maturi. Ti-a ramas o mana libera?&lt;br&gt;Cheama-ti prietenii. Si parintii !!! Bea vinul (dupa ce iti chemi parintii&lt;br&gt;va fi nevoie).&lt;br&gt;Iaurtul cu mar ti-l poate da perechea ta, in timp ce isi mananca banana cu&lt;br&gt;Activia si maine schimbati. Cel putin ca deja am crescut, nu mai trebuie sa&lt;br&gt;luam obligatoriul Danonino Extra Calcio in fiecare zi.&lt;br&gt;Uuuf!!!  Dar daca iti raman 2 minute, retrimite asta prietenilor (pe care&lt;br&gt;trebuie sa-i uzi ca pe plante), in timp ce iei o lingurita de All Bran,&lt;br&gt;care face foarte bine ..&lt;br&gt;Si acuma te las pentru ca intre iaurt, jumatatea de pepene, berea, primul&lt;br&gt;litru de apa si a treia mancare de fibra din zi, deja nu stiu ce sa mai&lt;br&gt;fac, dar am nevoie la closet urgent.&lt;br&gt;Ah, o sa profit si imi voi lua periuta de dinti...&lt;p&gt;DACA DEJA L-AM MAI TRIMIS ALTADATA, SCUZE.... ESTE DIN CAUZA BOLII&lt;br&gt;ALZHEIMER, IN CIUDA ATATOR INGRIJIRI, NU AM PUTUT SA O COMBAT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-4311756223747202106?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4311756223747202106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=4311756223747202106' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/4311756223747202106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/4311756223747202106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/bula-la-4-ani.html' title='Bula la 4 ani'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-9025920804059732467</id><published>2008-03-26T09:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:45:55.644+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Studenti</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=RO  style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(255,255,253) 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial"&gt;Trei  studenti plictisiti de moarte. La un moment dat unul din ei zice: &lt;BR&gt;- Bai io  zic sa dam cu banul, si sa facem asa: daca pica "marca" &lt;BR&gt;mergem la terasa,  daca pica "banul" mergem la meci, iar daca pica pe muchie ne &lt;BR&gt;apucam sa  invatam...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Planurile de nunta se rezolva  singure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Ciocolata este doar o mica  gustare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Nu traiesc cu frica ca ar putea ramane  insarcinati.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pot sa nu poarte tricouri fara sa fie  indecenti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Nu trebuie sa mai mearga cativa kilometri pana la  urmatoarea toaleta din benzinarie pentru ca asta era prea  scarboasa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Aceeasi munca, mai multi bani.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Ridurile adauga mai mult sarm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Parul grizonat este sexy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Daca se ingrasa devin dragalasi, ca un ursulet de  plus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Oamenii nu se holbeaza la pieptul lor cand vorbesc  cu ei.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pantofii noi nu ii strang, nu le fac bataturi, nu  le tortureaza picioarele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Au aceeasi stare de spirit tot  timpul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pot sa stea cu picioarele desfacute in locurile  publice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pot sa injure fara sa fie considerati prost  crescuti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pot sa insele sau sa aiba aventuri de o noapte fara  sa fie catalogati usuratici, ci virili.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Conversatiile la telefon cu prietenii dureaza cel  mult 2 minute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Intr-o vacanta de o saptamana au nevoie de doar o  valiza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Pot sa-si deschida singuri borcanele sau sticlele  de suc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;La masa cu un prieten, conversatia se poate reduce  la cateva cuvinte, fara sa se gandeasca daca amicul este suparat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Daca cineva uita sa ii invite la petrecere, inca  mai pot ramane prieteni. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;O pereche de incaltaminte este mai mult decat  suficienta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Totul de pe fata ramane la fel daca ii prinde  ploaia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Aceeasi tunsoare si culoare este la moda ani buni,  sau chiar decenii.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Trebuie sa se rada doar pe fata si gat.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Un portofel si o pereche de incaltaminte, nu se  demodeaza niciodata.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; 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A fost minunat  si am vazut niste balene si delfini. Aceasta vacanta a inceput intr-un mod  minunat. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Astazi l-am cunoscut pe Capitan care pare sa fie un  om foarte dragut. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Jurnal Personal: Ziua a treia. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Astazi am petrecut o parte din zi la piscina. M-am  jucat, deasemeni cu niste bile de golf, pe punte. Capitanul m-a invitat la masa  lui pentru dinner. M-am simtit onorata si am avut un timp minunat. Capitanul  este un gentleman foarte atent si atractiv. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Jurnal Personal: Ziua a patra. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;M-am dus la Cazinoul vasului si am cistigat $80.  Capitanul m-a invitat sa iau dinner-ul cu el in cabina lui. Am avut un dinner  copios cu caviar si sampanie. El mi-a cerut sa stau peste noapte dar am refuzat.  I-am spus ca nu-mi insel barbatul sub nici o forma. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Jurnal Personal: Ziua a cincea. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;Astazi m-am dus iarasi la piscina si m-am bronzat  putin. Apoi m-am dus la Piano-Bar si am petrecut restul zilei inauntru.  Capitanul m-a vazut si mi-a adus citeva bauturi. El este intr-adevar un om  incintator. El mi-a cerut din nou sa-l vizitez peste noapte dar l-am refuzat.  Atunci el mi-a spus ca daca nu petrec noaptea cu el, va scufunda vasul. 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COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ce miracol si ce  vraja &lt;BR&gt;Stau cu gagica/gagiul pe plaja&lt;BR&gt;Am chef de distractie &lt;BR&gt;3 luni de  senzatie&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dau o cheie la mertan&lt;BR&gt;Si am plecat pe litoral &lt;BR&gt;Mi-am pus  plinul de benzina &lt;BR&gt;Si in dreapta o blondina&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Am mertanul de mult  timp&lt;BR&gt;Si-o blondina prototip&lt;BR&gt;E a mea numai a mea&lt;BR&gt;Si-mi petrec vara cu  ea&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marea neagra e calduta&lt;BR&gt;Blonda-i sexy si finuta&lt;BR&gt;Ziua stau cu ea  la soare&lt;BR&gt;Noaptea o scot la plïmbare&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Încă din primele  versuri, autorul plasează acţiunea într-un mediu  feeric.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ce  miracol şi ce vrajă&lt;BR&gt;Stau cu gagica/gagiul pe  plajă&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prin folosirea  cuvintelor miracol şi vrajă, poetul ne trimite într-o lume magică, interzisă  muritorilor de rând. Efectul este completat de plasarea celor doi protagonişti  pe plajă – trimitere directă la infinitul mării, care ar putea sugera şi iubirea  nesfârşită, dar şi eternitatea. Nisipul ne duce cu gândul la scurgerea timpului,  autorul reuşind astfel să îmbine prin folosirea unui singur cuvânt, atât  infinitul cât şi perenul.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; În următoarele  două versuri, poetul doreşte să împace relativa bipolaritate dintre infinit şi  peren.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Am chef  de distractie &lt;BR&gt;3 luni de senzatie&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Conştient de clipa  fermecată pe care o trăieşte, autorul îşi avertizează ascultătorul (cititorul)  că iubirea nesfârşită, dragostea profundă, infinitultul, alfa şi omega, arde  intens, asemeni razelor unei zile însorite de vară, comprimându-se în "3 luni de  senzaţie". Necuprinsul este asfel încadrat în limite foarte bine delimitate -  trei luni – iar profunzimea sentimentelor umane îmbracă forma  senzaţiilor.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iubirea magică nu  are suişuri sau coborâşuri. Aşa cum spune şi poetul, cuvintele de ordine în  cazul unei asemenea iubiri sunt cheful şi distracţia alături de gagiu sau  gagică.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Folosirea  cuvintelor nu este deloc întâmplătoare. Elementele de argou: gagiul, gagica vin  să sugereze faptul că cel care vorbeşte este un om asemeni nouă, care însă,  conform preceptului biblic, şi-a pus în valoare, talanţii, reuşind să pătrundă  într-o lume de vis.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A doua strofă a  cântecului descrie opulenţa de care se bucură  eroul.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Dau o  cheie la mertan Si am plecat pe litoral &lt;BR&gt;Mi-am pus plinul de benzina&lt;BR&gt;Si in  dreapta o blondina &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; „Merţan"-ul face  trimitere la stilul de viaţă al marilor padişahi. Folosirea expresiei „plinul de  benzină" nu este deloc întâmplătoare. Ea ilustrează verticalitatea convingerilor  personajului principal. El nu operează cu jumătăţi de măsură. Totul sau nimic  pare a fi deviza după care se conduce.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noţiunea plin, are  şi un sens metaforic. Ea prezintă maturitatea dragostei dintre cei doi, care  tind spre perfecţiune. Acest lucru este confirmat şi de termenii cu care este  descrisă marea iubirea a personajului nostru. Fata cu care se iubeste eroul  principal nu este o fată oarecare. Ea este o „blondină" - simbol al frumuseţii  feminine, aşezate la dreapta bărbatului. Afirmaţia este întărită în versul al  doilea din cea de a treia strofă.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Am  mertanul de mult timp&lt;BR&gt;Si-o blondina prototip&lt;BR&gt;E a mea numai a mea&lt;BR&gt;Si-mi  petrec vara cu ea&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hiperbola  "blondină prototip" descrie în profunzime calităţile greu de egalat ale iubitei,  ea fiind o fiinţă unică. Prin folosirea unui termen tehnic pentru a-şi descrie  iubita – "prototip" – autorul ne reaminteşte că dragostea lui este asemeni  ţinuturilor exotice, fascinante dar încă neexplorate în profunzime, afirmaţia  fiind întărită şi de plasarea poveştii în anotimpul de  vară.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ultima strofă  descrie actul de iubire dintre cei doi. În primele două versuri, ne este  prezentată atmosfera care domneşte între îndră&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;g&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;ostiţi.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Marea  neagra e calduta&lt;BR&gt;Blonda-i sexy si finuta&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iubirea se consumă  în apa caldă a mării. Cristalinul mării descrie sentimentele celor doi iar  căldura apei descrie relaţia dintre ei. Dragostea dintre cei doi este imună la  scurgerea timpului&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #ffe6bf"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#b30000  size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #b30000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ziua  stau cu ea la soare&lt;BR&gt;Noaptea o scot la plïmbare&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Succesiunea zi  noapte nu poate perturba trăirile profunde alte tinerilor îndrăgostiţi, dar  autorul lasă o portiţă de ieşire din această idilă aproape perfectă. Folosirea  termenului "noaptea" din ultimul vers avertizează cititorul că totul poate fi  perfectibil, chiar şi iubirea, iar dacă peste iubirea dintre cei doi s-ar lăsa  întunericul, eroul va trece şi peste acest obstacol. Este vorba doar de 3 luni  de  distracţie.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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Spune la citeva persoane:&amp;quot;ce vreme frumoasa, sa speram ca va continua asa...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;2. spala-ti masina si lustruieste-o.&lt;br&gt;3. uda gradina.&lt;br&gt;4. spala-ti rufele si atirna-le afara.&lt;br&gt;5. organizeaza o excursie cu gratar in aer liber.&lt;br&gt;6. pleaca la plimbare fara umbrela si fara geaca.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;FORMULA DE FACUT SA VINA AUTOBUZUL:&lt;p&gt;1.. vino punctual in statie.&lt;br&gt;2. asteapta cel putin 20 minute fara sa te asezi.&lt;br&gt;3. Aprende-ti in fine o tigara... si la al treilea fum va aparea autobuzul!&lt;br&gt;Nota: exista cazuri in care au aparut chiar si 3 autobuze unul dupa altul!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;FORMULA PENTRU A NU PUTEA PARCA APROAPE DE CASA:&lt;p&gt;1. Invirte-te cel putin de 3 ori in jurul casei, cautind cu atentie vreun loc in care sa-ti poti parca.&lt;br&gt;2. Mai continua inca 20 minute invirtindu-te pe stradutele invecinate de locuinta ta.&lt;br&gt;3. Cind deja esti cu nervii la pamint, parcheaza in cartierul vecin, la 30 minute de mers pe jos de casa ta!.&lt;br&gt;4. Astfel, cind ajungi acasa vei vedea cel putin 2-3 locuri libere de parcare direct sub fereastra ta!.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEGILE  vietii :&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;atunci cind ai nevoie sa descui o usa, cu mâinile ocupate de zece pungi mari si grele... cheia se va afla in buzunarul opus mini pe care cu greu ti-ai eliberat-o&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;( Legea Degeabasuni)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;singura data cind poarta se inchide singura e atunci cind ai lasat cheile pe dinauntru&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea Futuipastelemasiidecheie)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;cind ai mâinile pline de unsoare incepe sa te gidile nasul&amp;quot;.. &lt;br&gt;(Legea Nasuvreauntura )&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;cind ti se pare ca totul merge foarte bine... e pentru ca ai trecut cu vederea ceva important...&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea i-mitragpalme)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;daca reusesti sa-ti pastrezi calmul cind toti din jurul tau sint disperati... e pentru ca nu ai priceput pe deplin gravitatea problemei&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;(Legea incanapicatmoneda)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;problemele nu se creeaza, nici nu se rezolva, ele doar se transforma!&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(legea astanueviata)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;vei ajunge fugarind la telefon exact cit sa mai auzi cum cineva incide receptorul&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea ghicicineafost)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;mereu sint doua filme bune pe doua programe diferite la televizor....dar mereu la aceasi ora&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea i-sibatjocdenoi)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Probabilitatea de a te pata in timpul mesei creste direct proportional cu necesitatea de a-ti pastra haina curata! &lt;br&gt;(Legea numaiflescai)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;orice corp omenesc scufundat intr-o vana facint o baie relaxanta cu spuma face sa sune telefonul!&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(legea cinedracusunaloraasta)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;orice corp omenesc asezat pe WC face sa sune suneria de la intrare!&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea nicisamacacinlinistenupot)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;viteza vintului creste direct proportional cu pretul coafurii recent facute!&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;(Legea chelulnuseagita)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;daca, dupa multi ani, te decizi si arunci ceva ce nu ai folosit demult.... Nu vor trece nici trei zile si vei avea absoluta si urgenta nevoie exact de acel obiect!&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;(legea sa-mibagpiciorul)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mereu cind ajungi punctual nu va fi nimeni sa te vada, dar cind intirzii doar 5 minute... vor fi toti deja prezenti ... si toti se vor uita la ceas si vor clatina din cap!&lt;br&gt;(Legea n-amaripilapicioare)&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;nu lua asa in serios viata, la urma urmei oricum nu scapi viu din ea!&amp;quot;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-2012783774869740150?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2012783774869740150/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=2012783774869740150' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/2012783774869740150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/2012783774869740150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/11/porcul-si-magarul.html' title='Porcul si magarul'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-267192104555147369</id><published>2007-11-14T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:10:53.497+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Învatatoare noua si tânara la sat</title><content type='html'>Intr-un sat soseste o &amp;#238;nvatatoare noua si t&amp;#226;nara. In &amp;#238;nt&amp;#226;mpinarea ei este trimis un t&amp;#226;nar aratos. Acesta &amp;#238;i pune frumos bagajele &amp;#238;n caruta, si se aseaza &amp;#238;n fata, l&amp;#226;nga domnisoara. La marginea satului vad ei o vaca care se &amp;#238;mperechea cu un taur. Venita de la oras, &amp;#238;nvatatoarea  este profund marcata, si-l &amp;#238;ntreaba pe t&amp;#226;nar:&lt;br&gt; - De  unde stie taurul, ca... stii tu... deci, c&amp;#226;nd este momentul potrivit?&lt;br&gt; - Dupa mirosul vacii...&lt;br&gt; Merg  ei mai departe si vad un cal si o iapa fac&amp;#226;nd acelasi lucru.&lt;br&gt; - Si  calul de unde stie...? &amp;#238;ntreaba din nou curioasa femeie.&lt;br&gt; - Tot  dupa miros, la fel si c&amp;#226;inii, si oile.&lt;br&gt; Ajung ei la noul domiciliu  al &amp;#238;nvatatoarei, descarca bagajele si baiatul &amp;#238;si ia ramas  bun:&lt;br&gt; - Toate cele bune!&lt;br&gt; - Multumesc pentru ajutor,  spune t&amp;#226;nara. Mai treci pe la mine cand ti se desfunda  nasul...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-5812530980299662114?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5812530980299662114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=5812530980299662114' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/5812530980299662114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/5812530980299662114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/dialog.html' title='dialog'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-5795476017190409590</id><published>2007-10-18T10:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:38:15.136+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vremea la indieni</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Era Octombrie si indienii  dintr-o rezervatie mai indepartata, l-au intrebat pe noul sef al tribului daca  iarna ce va veni va fi mai blanda sau mai aspra. Pentru ca era un sef crescut  intr-o societate moderna, el niciodata nu invatase vechile secrete ale  interpretarii semnelor care prevesteau starea vremii.&amp;nbsp; Se uita el la cer,  dar habar nu avea cum o sa fie iarna care se anunta. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Bineinteles, ca sa fie sigur ca nu va da gres, le spuse membrilor tribului ca se  pare ca, intr-adevar, iarna va fi friguroasa si si-a sfatuit membrii tribului ca  ar trebui sa inceapa sa adune lemn de foc. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fiind totusi  un om practic, dupa cateva zile mergand la oras, a intrat intr-o cabina de  telefon si a sunat Serviciul Meteorologic National&amp;nbsp; intreband cum va fi  iarna care vine. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Se pare ca va fi o iarna destul de  rece" a raspuns meteorologul de serviciu. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa ca ajuns  inapoi la tribul sau, le-a spus indienilor sa caute si mai mult lemn de foc, ca  sa fie pregatiti. Dupa o saptamana, a chemat iarasi Serviciul Meteorologic  National: &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Credeti ca intr-adevar va fi o iarna  rece-rece? &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Da, a fost raspunsul: va fi o iarna foarte  friguroasa"! &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ajuns iar in rezervatie, seful i-a indemnat  pe indieni sa se puna sa adune tot lemnul care putea fi gasit, nescapand din  vedere chiar surcele, aschii sau crengute uscate. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Doua  saptamani mai tarziu, iar cheama Serviciul cu pricina:&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Sunteti siguri-siguri ca va fi o iarna extrem de rece"?  &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Absolut"! a fost raspunsul: "Pe zi ce trece, suntem din  ce in ce mai convinsi ca iarna asta va fi una din cele mai reci si mai aspre din  cate am avut in ultima vreme"...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Dar cum puteti sa fiti  asa de siguri" intreba seful tribului? &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Raspunsul  meteorologului veni imediat: &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Strang indienii la lemn de  foc ca nebunii, dom'le!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-5795476017190409590?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5795476017190409590/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=5795476017190409590' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/5795476017190409590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/5795476017190409590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/vremea-la-indieni.html' title='Vremea la indieni'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-2425413253397925102</id><published>2007-10-04T11:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:43:59.474+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunteti un bun manager?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-US&gt;Atunci când te uiţi în CV-ul  unui om pentru a stabili dacã este bun pentru job, de fapt te uiţi doar la  partea vizibilã a icebergului. Ceea ce de fapt te intereseazã cu adevarat este  ce se aflã sub nivelul apei. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sã dau un exemplu. Cauţi un manager. Te  uiţi la ce echipe a mai conduş ce studii are, ce il motiveazã, ce fel de  personalitate are. BULLSHIT! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-US&gt;Ar trebui sã-i pui o singurã  intrebare:&lt;BR&gt;"Stimate domn, aveţi sau aţi avut mai multe amante simultan?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dacã rãspunde DA, el este omul de care ai nevoie!&lt;BR&gt;Iatã şi  explicatia:&lt;BR&gt;Un bun manager ar trebui sa aibã urmãtoarele calitãţi:  &lt;BR&gt;Multitasking. Evident omul nostru este multitasking. &lt;BR&gt;Multã energie. In  general suntem depãşiţi de situaţie, neavând decât o soţie. Candidatul nostru  este în stare sa tina piept la cateva femei simultan. &lt;BR&gt;Atenţie pentru detalii  şi memorie bunã. Vã daţi seama ca este in stare sa asculte fiecare femeie si sa  tina minte ce a spus fiecare fãrã sã le încurce. &lt;BR&gt;Putere de convingere şi  motivare. Cumva reuseste sa fermece fiecare femeie oferindu-i ceea ce are nevoie  in limita timpului si resurselor sale limitate (trebuie sa se imparta intre mai  multe femei). &lt;BR&gt;Ingeniozitate in a gasi finantare pentru proiecte. Aici chiar  este un as! Cum naiba reuseste sa faca fata la provocarea asta nu stiu (bani de  flori/cadouri/film la mall/restaurant/weekend-uri romantice). &lt;BR&gt;Capacitatea de  a termina la timp un proiect. Este foarte capabil de a se incadra in timpul  alocat fiecarei amante fara a o dezamagi. &lt;BR&gt;Rezistenta supraumana la stress.  NO COMMENT. &lt;BR&gt;Optimism, gandire pozitiva. Ideea ca ar putea fi prins cu mâţa  în sac, ca ar putea sa-si piarda vreo parte a corpului in urma unui atac de  gelozie nici nu ii trece prin cap. &lt;BR&gt;Asumarea riscurilor. De toate felurile...  &lt;BR&gt;Capabil sa tina un secret. Evident ca este foarte discret. &lt;BR&gt;Capacitate de  a trata in mod egal subalternii si de a-i face sa se simta speciali. Este un  "natural talent", cum s-ar zice! &lt;BR&gt;Si nu in ultimul rând, cinism sau o linie  foarte mobilã a moralitatii. Din nou, NO COMMENT. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ce parere aveti? Aveti  caliãţi de bun manager!?&lt;BR&gt;Dacã nu, fie vã înbunãtãţiţi capacitãţiile si  deveniţi candidatul cãutat, fie vã gasiţi alte preocupãri.&lt;SPAN  class=moz-smiley-s3&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt; ;-) &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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Cu greu pot  rezista! Insa decide sa mearga la etajul urmator&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;La etajul cinci pe usa este urmatorul  afis:&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT size=3&gt;Aceasti barbati au un loc de munca, iubesc copiii,  sunt frumosi de inebunesti si ajuta si la treburile din casa si sunt extrem de  romantici!&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Femeia este  tentata sa ramana si sa aleaga un barbat, insa pana la urma decide sa urce la  ultimul nivel.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;La etajul  sase se afla urmatorul afis:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Esti vizitatoarea  &amp;nbsp;cu nr. 31.456.012 a acestui etaj. Aici nu sunt barbati, acest etaj exista  numai pentru a demonstra ca este imposibil sa satisfaci o femeie. Multumim  pentru ca ati ales sa vizitati magazinul nostru! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Vis a vis de acest magazin, s-a deschis unul asemanator de  unde barbatii isi pot cumpara o nevasta.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;La primal etaj  sunt femei care sunt inebunite dupa sex.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;La etajul  doi sunt femei care sunt inebunite dupa sex si nu te bat la cap.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Etajele de la 3 la 6 nu au fost niciodata vizitate  de barbati!&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-6733669921295217967?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6733669921295217967/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=6733669921295217967' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/6733669921295217967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/6733669921295217967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/iq.html' title='IQ'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-6946417434349047375</id><published>2007-07-06T14:47:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:47:54.395+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurnalul lui Chivu</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 7:03.&lt;/STRONG&gt; Mă  trezesc. Adelina murmură în somn: "Dau legătura în studio". &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Mă transfer în bucătărie să-mi fac  o cafea.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 7:18.&lt;/STRONG&gt; Deschid  calculatorul. Sînt încă pe ebay.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 11:48.&lt;/STRONG&gt;  Aterizăm la Madrid. Ca să mă recunoască Ramon, ţin un &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;cartonaş pe care scrie  "Chivu".&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 15:32.&lt;/STRONG&gt;  Calderon n-a venit, dar am primit o ofertă de la nişte tipi care &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;vînd gel. Bagajele sînt la  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Manchester. Zăpăcitul  de Giovanni a încurcat &lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;negocierile.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 16:09.&lt;/STRONG&gt; În  avion spre Barcelona. Sună Calderon. Giovanni negociază cu &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;pilotul să ne întoarcem la  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Madrid.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 16:10.&lt;/STRONG&gt; Nişte  băieţi au deturnat avionul spre o ţară arabă. Sigur mă vrea &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Loţi! Ce chestie, la ăştia  banderola de căpitan se poartă pe frunte!  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 16:11.&lt;/STRONG&gt; SMS de  la Calderon. "Cristi, o lăsăm pe altădată. L-am luat pe &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Rădoi. Vb, sînt la o transfuzie".  Giovanni negociază, dar cică băieţii şi-au luat &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;ţeapă cu ultimii români răpiţi.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 18:03.&lt;/STRONG&gt;  Giovanni rezolvă cu arabii. A cedat 90 la sută din drepturile &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;pentru un viitor transfer al lui  Mutu la Chelsea şi i-a făcut acţionari la Emirates. Îi &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;lipeşte pilotului o sută de parai  pe frunte şi-i spune: "Milano!".&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 20:25.&lt;/STRONG&gt;  Milano, vînt puternic. Poate nu era rău să semnez contractul ăla &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;din Barcelona. Alergînd prin  aeroport, am încercat să evit un cărucior de bagaje. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;La spital, doctorii mi-au spus că  aveam ligamentele încrucişate, dar le-au &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;rezolvat.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 22:01.&lt;/STRONG&gt; Ne  întîlnim cu Moratti în faţa Domului. Întîmplător. Ca să-i &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;demonstrez că sînt în formă,  încerc să-l prind, dar fuge prea repede. Cînd l-am ajuns, &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Adelina&amp;nbsp;îi luase deja  interviul.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 22:34.&lt;/STRONG&gt; Din  nou tratative. Adelina mă roagă să-i cumpăr un Cartier. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Vrea unul ultracentral, eu îi  propun o suburbie. Giovanni mă ajută şi-l scoate la &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;zonă  rezidenţială.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ora 23:00.&lt;/STRONG&gt; O nouă  ofertă! Bip de la Pătruleasa. Suspend negocierile, îl iau &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;pe Giovanni şi plecăm spre  ţară.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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Nu trebuie sa te mai vezi cu femeia  aceea. Ca penitenta, trebuie sa spui 5 rugaciuni si sa pui 50 de lire sterline  in cutia milei.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Scotianul iese din  confesional, spune rugaciunile si apoi se duce la cutia milei. Sta putin langa  ea si da sa plece.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Preotul, care-l  urmarea cu privirea, fuge dupa el si-l avertizeaza:&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- Te-am vazut! N-ai  pus banii in cutie!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Scotianul raspunde,  uimit:&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- Da, parinte, dar am  frecat banii de cutia milei si - asa cum tocmai mi-ai spus - este ca si cum i-as  fi bagat inauntru!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: black"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-6896448051049512390?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6896448051049512390/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=6896448051049512390' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/6896448051049512390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/6896448051049512390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/scotianul-la-spovedanie.html' title='Scotianul la spovedanie'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-6046239998094091664</id><published>2007-05-10T09:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:39:58.774+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ieri ... si azi ... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=673435512-08052007&gt;&lt;SPAN class=616561107-09052007&gt;Pentru cei care au  sarbatorit ziua barbatului...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=673435512-08052007&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=616561107-09052007&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=673435512-08052007&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=616561107-09052007&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=673435512-08052007&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Acum 30 de ani: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Iubitule,  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Mi-e dor de buzele tale fierbinti, de mainile tale puternice, mi-e dor  sa-mi mai sprijin capul pe umarul tau. Mi-e dor sa ma mai privesti, sa ma  dezmierzi, sa ma alinti. Ce n-as da sa te am langa mine, sa te simt, sa te  miros, sa te cuprind, sa ma cuprinzi, sa te sarut, sa ma saruti... Te astept  iubitule, la fel cum astept primavara sa vina peste mine sa-mi infloreasca  copacii, sa-mi intoarca randunelele, sa-mi imboboceasca zambilele si narcisele  si ghioceii. &lt;BR&gt;Si-as vrea sa te adulmec ca pe-o frezie galbena si sa te pun  intre sani, sa-ti simt mirosul in nari tot anotimpul. Si sa ramai proaspat  acolo, sa nu te ofilesti, hranit de seva sanilor mei. Te-as face parfum  iubitule, parfum de frezie te-as face, si as pastra reteta numai pentru mine, sa  nu te aiba nici Channel si nici Dior. Si-as fi cea mai iubita dintre pamanteni  cu parfumul tau izuind dinspre mine si doar spre iarna te-as mai preschimba in  parfum de cetina verde. Te-as scoate de acolo, dintre sani, ca pe un clondir  fermecat si-as pune doua sau trei picaturi in causul palmei si-apoi le-as  saruta. Ti-as saruta parfumul iubitule, sub un manunchi de vasc, in noaptea de  Craciun. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Si... in zilele noastre: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Iubitule, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Vezi ca  ti-am lasat mancare calda in cuptor. Ai grija cum scoti tava, sa nu dai pe jos,  cum ai facut alaltaieri la mama. &lt;BR&gt;Ti-am pus si o bere la rece, in frigider.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;E Tuborg, ca n-am mai gasit Timisoreana. Oricum Timisoreana s-a  scumpit si nu primeau nici sticle la schimb. &lt;BR&gt;La desert vezi ca au mai ramas  niste biscuiti de aseara, de la ala micu'. Mai lasa-i si lui vreo doi, ca n-am  timp sa mai trec pe la supermarket sa-i cumpar alt pachet. &lt;BR&gt;Nu uita sa uzi  florile. Am schimbat eu nisipul din litiera, dar daca scapa Miti vreun pisu pe  dupa canapea, sterge-l tu cu carpa albastra din baie. Ai grija sa n-o incurci cu  cea verde, aia e a lui Dodo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Geamurile trebuie neaparat sterse, dar  lasa, mai bine sterge-le dupa ce dai cu aspiratorul. &lt;BR&gt;Si intinzi tu rufele pe  balcon, ok scumpi? Ca eu s-ar putea sa ajung tarziu diseara. Ne face mama niste  sarmale si tre' sa astept sa se raceasca. &lt;BR&gt;A, era sa uit! Vezi ca am umezit  niste camasi de-ale tale, sunt pe scaunul din dormitor. Trebuie calcate, sa nu  prinda miros. Si inchide naibii computerul ala si apuca-te de treaba. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Te  pup scumpi! Diseara am o surpriza pentru tine. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ciao. Muamua. Iubire mica  ce esti... &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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www.katalyn.wordpress.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34611098-2096657176585561050?l=katalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2096657176585561050/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34611098&amp;postID=2096657176585561050' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/2096657176585561050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34611098/posts/default/2096657176585561050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katalyn.blogspot.com/2007/04/banc-sau-realitate.html' title='Banc sau realitate ...'/><author><name>Katalyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1081/3816/1600/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34611098.post-615675005372691858</id><published>2007-04-20T15:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:31:18.675+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumneavoastra stiti sa....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Un tip suna la usa unui apartament.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=ES-MX style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Usa se deschide si apare  o gagica tare... &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Doamna,  dumneavoastra stiti sa faceti sex? &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Fara nici un cuvânt, gagica îi  trânti usa în nas. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;A doua zi,  tipul iar suna la usa, iar deschide gagica... &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Doamna,  dumneavoastra stiti sa faceti sex?&lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;La fel de suparata, gagica îi  trânteste usa înas. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Seara discuta cu sotul ei, îi  povesteste ce si cum. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Acesta din urma decide sa ramâna a  doua zi cu ea. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Bineînteles,  soneria se face auzita a doua zi. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Gagica deschide usa si tipul pune  obisnuita întrebare: &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- Doamna, dumneavoastra stiti sa  faceti sex? &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Plina de tupeu, cu sotul ascuns dupa  usa gata sa intervina, &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;gagica raspunde:&lt;FONT  color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- Da! &lt;FONT color=navy&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;- Atunci, va rog sa faceti sex si cu  sotul dumneavoastra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=ES-MX  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;ca sa-mi lase nevasta în  pace.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;www.katalyn.blogspot.com
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