Cursed

• Cursed Axe

  2008-01-23 08:57:19

  Estabas tumbada en mi cama, mirando hacia el colchón, y plácidamente te observaba, con ese rostro angelical.Tus cabellos rizados me fascinan, me fascinan tanto que siempre que pienso en tí te veo, en mis sueños despierto, con tus ondas que juegan con la brisa del mar. >Tu piel perlada me suscita demasiados recuerdos, todos ellos muy buenos.Pero hay cosas que no entiendo, por eso te observo desde aquí, no me dejas acercarme a tus brazos, no me dejas sentir la fragancia de tu perfume, te miro y lo que veo ya no son recuerdos felices, tu piel perlada se me hace espectral ahora.¿Será porque te amo que te hice este favor?Miro mis manos, y están cubiertas de rojo carmesí. Voy al baño, y me tropiezo con esa basura infame, que le dejé un par de souvenirs en la cabeza. ¿Quién te manda acostarte con mi mujer cuando voy a buscar leña? No hay karate que te sirva contra un marido furioso cuando encuentra a su mujer en la cama con otro, y que porta un hacha.Hasta los que hacen las pel
• Cursed Winds

  2007-11-14 18:20:12

  Cursed Winds es un juego de disparos en el cual eres el comandante de un barco pirata. Utiliza las teclas A, W, D o las flechas para moverte y rotar. Para disparar los cañones utiliza la barra espaciadora la F o el Ctrl. Deberás destruir todos los barcos enemigos. Puede ver el oro que llevan, la integridad del barco y el numero de cañones en un panel que aparece junto al barco enemigo. Para
• Sofia of Uman. A charmed life; a cursed life.

  2007-10-31 15:32:00

  Yesterday, I had the opportunity to spend the day at Sofiyivsky Park in Uman. The park is listed as one of the seven wonders of Ukraine, and is considered to be an outstanding example of European landscape garden design. Here is the story of Sofia, who inspired it.Count Felix Pototsky began construction on what would later be known as Sofiyivka Park in 1798 as a gift to his new bride, the legendary beauty Sofia. Sofia had been born in Greece, then was sold into slavery by her parents while 12 years old. The Polish Ambassador to Turkey bought her as a gift for the Polish King Stanislaw August; however, while traveling back through Ukraine she met the son of the Polish army commander, Jozef Witte, who fell in love with the 15 year old and bought her from the ambassador. The newly married Madame Witte quickly became a celebrated society figure among the Polish gentry. She soon took up delivering diplomatic mail and was rumored to use the opportunity to spy for the Polish king as wel
• Cursed parking lot

  2007-10-01 12:28:38

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• cursed missed opportunities

  2007-06-22 13:32:00

  DAY 12 of my cold, and the snot rages on. Mr. G thinks I had pneumonia, but I don't think so. I think it was bronchitis. I didn't feel any of it in my chest. But the yellow and green snot tells me there was DEFINITELY an infection. Lovely. I've gone through FOUR bottles of Ester C (100 tablets each) since this started.On the days that I'm off--which is every day now since my boss is in the hospital--I've been getting up around 6:30-7 a.m. and taking Holly for her walk. Mr. G is doing the same on days he's off. I really enjoy walking her then as opposed to late in the evening. The neighborhood is usually quiet and she's very well behaved for me.I gotta stop holding complete conversations with her, though. If anybody came up behind me, they'd think I was totally nuts. [As opposed to partially nuts, which is all I'll admit to.] The other day I was asking Holly for her opinion on the placement of the new living room couch and chair. Typically, she totally agreed with my decision.