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IL PREZIOSO SUCCO DEL LIMONE DI SICILIA
Dalla generosa terra siciliana, dove i fertili "giardini" di limoni seguono le dolci colline del territorio siracusano e giungono fino al mare, dando ai frutti intense fragranze, qui e solo qui i limoni maturano in un microclima che li rende unici per profumo e sapore. Con il loro prezioso succo si ottiene un Sorbetto davvero speciale .

UN CREMOSO PIACERE CON LA FRESCHEZZA DEL LIMONE
A fine pasto, gustato al naturale, è un piacevole digestivo. Con la frutta diventa un fresco dessert.
Con la vodka a pleasure to be enjoyed with friends.

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Sì bè. La parte sugli ingredienti l'hanno messa solo per riempire il resto della bottiglia. Sia chiaro.
Altrimenti sarebbe sembrata "vuota", non sarebbe saltata all'occhio e nessuno l'avrebbe acquistata.
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E se l'introduzione iniziale spacca (la Sicilia con i suoi fertili giardini, le colline, il mare..uuuh *-*), gli ingredienti UCCIDONO.
Che roba è??? La morte al limone?!?
Non oso pensare a cosa succederebbe nel mio stomaco se dopo aver assaporato questo cremoso e naturale Sorbetto, bevessi un bel bicchierone di Coca-Cola.
Comunque, bevuto e apprezzato gente!
E sono ancora viv .. more .. still there ...

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should get it from Paul ...?

I was thinking about public restrooms.
do not know why, I was reminded last night in a moment of discomfort, probably. It is usually at the worst that comes out of my taste for the gorge.
And I wondered: why? Yes, because are always so obscene?
There are three types of public toilets
- the bathroom of the restaurant : generally differentiated by sex, almost always quite clean. Ok, certainly not like the bathroom of my house (like the water in the bathroom of my house there is none. Every time I sit on it, it seems tailor-made for me. Neither too high nor too basso. Pulito. Rilassante. Aaah. Una vera soddisfazione.). Però, contando che in una sera ci andranno almeno una cinquantina di commensali, lo trovo discreto. Utilizzabile.
- il bagno del bar/disco/locale in generale: spesso non differenziato per sesso, sempre osceno. Ma io dico: TU che, prima di andare in un bar/disco/locale in generale , sei andato a mangiarti una pizza. E hai pisciato prima in pizzeria e poi nel bar/disco/locale in generale dove hai deciso di terminare la tua serata. Perchè devi pisciare in modo diverso? Cosa ti induce a farlo? Perchè in pizzeria centri correttamente il buco del water, mentre nel bagno del bar/disco/locale generally your pee hole where it becomes everything that falls in the set {BATHROOM - WATER}? The bath bar / disk / local in general still sucks. I always find hairs everywhere. The flush is pulled on time (and forget about those who preceded me, for failure of the device). Pee and toilet paper under the sink. But how the hell you pee, you?
And above all, pissing at home like that?!
Because if I were your mom, just see a drop of urine or if you notice that the toilet has not been pulled, you shoot me your ears (and more) and I'll lick it all. There is no one who is not able to pee in a humane way and civil.
I do not know if this is rude / uncaring attitude, a real inability to pee (I suggest a crash course instantly) or too much alcohol in their system, making it more unstable equilibrium and an unbridled desire to return to the days of pre-hominids (aka monkeys).
In any case, you need help.
I need help. Because I have a bladder mignon and after one glass of water escapes me pee urgently. And each time, it becomes an agony. Because every point in the bathroom turns into a skull. I see death everywhere. I would be equipped with super-power fluctuation . In order to achieve the pee suspended in midair. And I'm sure that even so, I can not mess around.
- bathroom cabinet (the typical open-air events): this is the absolute worst. That is, you can not even define bathroom, from. You must be joking. 30cm wide, 40 deep. No light inside. With that subspecies of water, but I do not know even what to call it. A valve attached to one side, left there at the event. From chills. If you decide to take advantage of the evening's dark outside, inside is black. In short: you're fucked. Here, the pre-hominid pisciatore is almost justified. Or a cat has a view and see well in darkness or you piss on your shoes. One of two things can be done. There is no way out. Are you an expert in the bathroom cabinet or you get on great with physics, you can also do a rough guess at the last minute and save. "So, the hole in the water should be three paces from the door, the sink should be half me arm on the right. Now, if I make a couple of steps forward I should be able to avoid touching the water with the body and bending slightly tilted forward at an angle of about 37 ° with the floor, I could hit it. " That is, 'Fuck! I, as a woman and I have to pee almost sit, how do I pee in a bathroom like this? As soon as I turn to Start pouring phase of folding, I have already lost their bearings and at least something will go wrong.
And then, I have always wondered, but in the bathroom cabinet, where does our needs?
I missed everything about the 'smell of these processes is a terrible thing because often devastating. You irritates the respiratory tract. I highly recommend to pee in apnea, always.
It is in these moments of need that reminds me of the Advertising Glade Micro Spray. And I would also like to run and go get it from Paul, but then a doubt assails me: Paul will piss so decent? I stinks so much fake.

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Tags: If I were ...

Mom as I like the tag! can describe some facets of our character, to show little curiosity about our personalities that would otherwise be difficult to jump out.
So here I am responding to ' another tag.
This was created by Nina and found it cute and funny.

If I were ...

1) a pizza : definitely a Margherita, with mozzarella cheese and oregano bombazza ( UACCE that hungry! )

2) a season : pffff. Trivial. ESTAT E. End of July, in the midst of hot and muggy of extra-long days.

3) a drink : Crodino. The non-alcoholic blond crazy world.

4) a cake : uhm. Then, I could be both a slice of tiramisu (creamy but not too sweet) but also a slice of amaretto parfait. With the classical desserts, never wrong.

5) an article of clothing: a big T-shirt, with mega-colored print on the front and a shoulder that leaves you out. ( Shit, who wants to shop. )

6) a pair of shoes: sandals bass, a bit of the slave, or white Converse.

7) a room: no, this is really hard. They are among indecisissima room and bathroom . In the room I have everything I could keep company (radio, pc, millions of earrings, inside of the cabinet to be set for hours to make a record of all what is missing) .. but where to pee? And the teeth? I can not brush my teeth. And the shower? And the thousands of shampoo to smell and eat?! Ok. I could not be a room. I should be at least two.

8) an object: an mp3 player. Music, music, musicaaaa. ♪ ♫

9) a color: blue.

10) quality: insight / intuition.

11) un difetto: esigenza. Quando è troppa, è decisamente un difetto.

12) un auto : una di quelle auto decappottabili, da fighette americane. Nera e sempre pulita.

13) un Paese: Florida. Non ci sono mai stata ma credo mi assomigli. Non a caso, è detta anche Stato del Sole .

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all die, one after another.

Sì perchè sta storia che il 21/12/2012 ci sarà la fine del mondo, io mica l'ho mai creduta.
Insomma, dai..parliamone. Perchè mai dovrebbe finire tutto l'anno prossimo? Cosa andrà così male da causare una tale catastrofe?
Ok, c'è sto probabile ritorno del nucleare. Ma credo ci siano mezzi e misure adequate security.
And then on April 6 will also process the Premier. It should be a kind of start to improve (or at least most think so).
So I've never given weight is the history of the Maya. I've always seen as a kind of media invention, a word from Open Studio, to scare a few little owl, to spend all their savings before it's too late "to the most desperate .

And then, like a bolt from the blue, like a hurricane on a beautiful sunny day, as the man of my dreams that I suddenly declares his love ..... I am told that it is was discovered the secret of the inimitable taste of Coca-Cola.
Checcccosaaaa?! Oh my god.

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Votes discovered the formula for the secret ingredient listed as 7X.
No, I say, understand??! The ingredient 7X has been revealed!
Boys, the end is near.
Very close.
And if I reveal the recipe for pure Nutella , call the store nearest funeral home (89-24-24 could help me) and I do make the estimate.

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February 14 ...

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"May your heart always be filled with love.
A life without love is like a sunless garden with flowers and withered.
The consciousness of loving and being loved that offer warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.
(Oscar Wilde) "

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E 'came the orchid.

Papy got the orchid. As each year.
I think this is compassion.
Besides, what else could I do? Coming home with the mamy flower and nothing for me? would not be very nice, eh.
I find it a little humiliating, but I prefer to keep this thought for me.
I would just like to thank, with a smile fintissimo (who regularly he is not able to recognition) and to make a compliment to the flower. "Very nice. Beautiful Yes, really. Wow. Spirited. I do not cry just because I do not want the tears fell on the flower and 'll ruin it. You know, I'm so salty! Thanks Daddy. You should not have. "
And the flower I put it there, nell'angolino near the glass door of my room.
should take light, they say. I, of flowers, not I mean. I even put to death a succulent plant, of thirst. The flowers take away the oxygen and I need oxygen. I do not like a lot of the flowers.
Well, the roses here .... The roses, the ones I like. Rosse, I'm on the classic.
The sunflower I'm sorry as a flower. Only one but it's nice and big.
Ok, then we say that it is not that I like the flowers. The truth is I do not like the fact that he presents them to me. It leaves me a bit, like saying , some with a bitter taste.
In short, the flowers they would like to receive from those who I mean. Mica by others. Mica from my dad.
And so, day ruined. So leave the sad thoughts, sad, depressing.
Then I slept very well tonight. In fact, lately I always sleep a little. What is the fault of the arrival of Spring? Here, it is always the fault of the flowers.
And when I sleep just become intractable, acid, bitch. To avoid. And now there is
history of Valentine's Day. Romantic Spot, Open Studio, which is buying up smielense news, squares decorated theme with millions of flowers and hearts. Pfff. I will snubbed, let this be known.
With his chin raised a little, I watch you from above. "There " look. Yes, you. I refer to all of you poor lovers.
prefers to watch from the top of my superiority. Up close you would notice my envy. And the more careful, could also see in my eyes slightly glossy.
And that would be too: single, yes, but with dignity! ♥

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Game Cube. You can start to

Today, at the end of lunch, my boss brought me and 4 other colleagues to participate in the Game Cube . I
I had never heard of before, I thought it was some stronzatina by NERD.
But as he added: "It 'a kind of psychological test" tiiin ..! I has lit the lamp of curiosity and I wanted to assolutamente farlo.
Dovete sapere che io mi prendo malissimo per questi test psicologici. Divento matta, proprio.
In pratica, il gioco consiste nell'immaginare nella propria mente un cubo (individuandone posizione, dimensione, materiale, colore, ecc.), successivamente immaginare una scala (anche qui, individuarne le varie caratteristiche), poi immaginare un bicchiere (sempre nella stessa immagine in cui stanno cubo e scala, immaginati in precedenza) e concludere buttandoci dentro pure un cavallo.
Quindi, a fine gioco, nella testa ci deve essere questa foto in cui ci sono cubo, scala, bicchiere e cavallo.
Ok.
Io l'ho fatto, ora vi descriverò cosa mi sono immaginata ma qualcuno me lo deve interpretare!
Il mio responsabile, causa svogliatezza/mancanza di tempo, non ci ha interpretato nulla. =(
Non ci ha descritto un profilo finale, un risultato, un significato. Ci ha solo detto cosa rappresentano i vari oggetti.

- CUBO: è di medie dimensioni (non so..circa un metro per lato), fluttua al centro di questa stanza (stanza tutta nera, buia), è di colore bianco/azzurrino e sembra di ceramica, è un pò luccicante.

- SCALA: classica scaletta a pioli, di legno chiaro, luccica leggermente come se fosse stata verniciata, è alta più o meno come me, tocca il pavimento ed è appoggiata alla facciata del cubo che io ho di fronte. La fine della scala arriva a metà facciata del cube. (The cube floats, is suspended in the center of the room).

- GLASS: leaning on the cube, classic glass for water, blue glass, with a thick bottom, looks good resistance as glass. Empty. Of normal size. To help you better understand, the proportion is so kind -> Cube: I = Glass: Glass.

- HORSE: a beautiful white horse, rampant, standing on two legs, next to the cube as if you looked. But do not touch him. And unmoving. Bela has a flowing mane. All completely white.

Finish.
Here. And now?!
My manager said that the Cube is our ego, the scale is what we see in others (???), the glass represents our sexuality and the Horse is our ideal partner.

Offi. But I want to know more. I want a custom profile.
The size of the Cube does it mean? The material is made my ladder? The fact that Cube and Scala will touch? The empty glass? The fact that my horse is all white? What do all these aspects of my image?

Is anyone able to interpret everything?
Someone who has already done it and knows how to read ?
Please .. *-*

Maybe try this and tell me you too a little to your final image!
And if you know of other psychological tests are well prepared to do so (provided there is a later interpretation of the profile!).

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great too ..

hour gym, to release tension built up in the office ..



a deep breath, admiring the night sky, before returning to home ..

A nice hot shower, relaxing bubble bath with the preferred ..

A hot tea after dinner ..

An episode of "Lie to Me" ( not enough natural talent to recognize liars, now I want to learn the scientific ) ..


And now .. good night!

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TAG: The 10 Things I Hate (Part II) Escape from Alcatraz

And here I am, as anticipated in Part I, to answer for the second time the tag "10 things I hate."
If the first part I listed 10 things that most diprezzo materials, now list the 10 most aspects of character that they send me into a rage, those (not ) qualities that annoy me.
begin!

1 - THE FAKE / Adula / RUFFANO : I mean all those people who just see me starting to make me endless compliments them with that annoying little voice and pretend like "you're that good Maaamma cosìììì! " (and perhaps are in overalls and my hair without a trace of makeup: I mean, I admit it alone so I do not piss off the dead .. I need to hear these compliments almost compassionate fake = _ =), or " you look, you you are quite right eh! not behave like that! No no no! Not / I not stand it anymore! " and after 2 seconds, I see that that person is there who does the beautiful with that other che non sopporta più . Già.

2 - L'EGOISTA: sono convinta che ogni tanto bisogna scendere a dei compromessi, che sia necessario pensare anche un pò a chi ci sta accanto. Non sempre tutto deve tornare a nostro favore. L'egoista ha quel  non so che di stronzo-bastardo che proooprio mi manda in bestia. Spesso lo trovo pure incoerente! Perchè critica gli atteggiamenti egoistici degli altri ma, a sua volta, si comporta esattamente come loro. D'altronde si sa.." Chi ha il sospetto, ha il difetto. " (va bè, forse non c'entra molto questo detto..ma a me piace dirlo. )

3 - IL MALEDUCATO: ecco. Un'altra cosa che proprio mi fa angry, and rude. I hate people who do not greet (or, worse still, not responding to the greeting), people who does not thank the people who cries when he speaks, people slamming doors, talking with his mouth full .. aaaarrrgggh! I find them all disrespectful attitudes. As a real rude.

4 - The opportunity: come on, do not you ever hear or see. Then, inevitably, comes the messaggino of you asking me if I'm free to go out at night together, as if we were friends for ever .. just because thou hast not a fucking better to do? You're never at home and watched Mystery with Raz Degan who still can not speak Italian! >: (Or those who go out with you because then, in the place where you go, there is a person with whom you are speaking and then sponging the transition easier. You are sad.

5 - Anxious: I state that I am anxious, anxious loooong. I do not give to see that but I'm a shake. I have an appointment with the dentist in 3 weeks? That's already beginning to suffer from insomnia. There is a great party the next weekend? Well, today is officially over-excited and can not wait to come that day! All well. Consequently, I hate people anxious because, with their anxiety, shaking me. @ _ @

6 - the presumptuous: yes, all those people who are too convinced of their themselves, with self-esteem levels reaching stellar. They know their own, only they are good. The classic convintoni , in fact. I find them ridiculous.

7 - insisting: OHU, if something does not feel like it, do not do it. And end point. Do not insist! To understand both the classical insistence of the parents / grandparents when I want imbugare of food at all costs " on! Eat more, come on! You want some more? No? Safe? Safe Safe Safe? Just one spoonful by .. "but especially the insistence of friends who want to force me to do something at that moment I really do not go" on! a drink! "" Why do not you come? Daiii! Come! Not tirartela! . Mammaaaaa! What nerviii!

8 - intrusive want to know too much. It fills me with questions that, very often, they turn to personal affairs / family is embarrassing questions. This is not mere curiosity. E 'something more stringent, something unpleasant, heavy, affect my privacy. Shoo, shoo! puss out!

9 - THE BIDONARO: ie, pulls the peri. Noooo! Never do it with me. You will be marked in life. Of course, if I remove one his presence for a valid reason, important, serious is justified ... I'm not so bitchy and insensitive. But se uno mi bidona mezzora prima dell'ora di ritrovo perchè improvvisamente si è ricordato che proprio quella sera arriva lo zio Tom dall'America, che non vede da più di 30 anni...dai! Lo ammazzo! >.< Anche perchè, non sono così scema. Non abbocco proprio così facilmente.

10 - L'ETERNO RITARDATARIO: su una cosa è puntuale: l'essere in ritardo. " Guarda, abbonami 5 minuti dai! ", " Senti, invece delle 21:45...facciamo le 22 va là, perchè mi sono un pò persa/o via! Scusami! *-*  " Ma porcaccia la miseriaccia..in cosa ti sei persa/o via? A chattare su Facebook, vero? Admit it! Aaaaarrrggh!

Here. Finished this post. I am now officially
bitch. =)

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Yesterday morning I had a thing a little strange.
Was it because it was Monday, it was Sunday because I had a small family .. sorry fact is that yesterday morning, I left home to go to work already with the desire to go home.
I was already depressed, scoglionata , with desire to make everything equal to zero.
And it was only 8:15 in the morning. "Let well," I said to myself.
Once arrived at the car park outside the company, I turned off the machine but I was there, sitting still. The radio played
Pink - Sober (song .. a little antiquated but my usb is a mix of old-new-trash-commercial use, without a logical and time, because every day there is a song of this -the past that I want to listen to simply because now I go).
And I was there, sitting on that seat. And my brain was there who made the trip mental of the century, a tap tachycardia (there is always good), hands a little sweaty.
At one point I got the urge to turn the key, restart the machine and escape viaaaa!
So, without reason, without a goal, and just go. And lead lontano lontano, per milioni di chilometri.
Ma forse un motivo c'è: la mia voglia di cambiare è sempre più presente e pesante.
Faccio sempre le stesse cose, che per carità, non è poi così un male..però forse non sto facendo quello che realmente mi piace, quello che realmente mi soddisfa.
Ecco sì, insoddisfatta è l'aggettivo che più mi descrive in questo periodo.
Bè, alla fine della storia: la Francesca saggia (..o semplicemente  debole ?) che è in me, ha prevalso e ha avuto la meglio sulla Francesca incosciente (..o semplicemente coraggiosa ? ).
Così ho dropped the belt, I took the key out of the car, I took my bag FRIGHETTO-door lunch, I went down and, after a long sigh, I got in the office (reluctantly, I admit).

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