The Daylight saving time, and poor Loren's Bf.

[parentesis]

:/

So we changed the hour this weekend again, and here I am, with my body giving me a lot of confuse signals. As we already have one hour less than the rest of Spain, the Canary Islands are on the Greenwich hourly stripe, GTM, in august the dusk will be almost at 21:30. Looooong summer days, that I can grant you. All the time you need to

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[creamuts]

They must be dead, yes, but they are my dead cells!"

LOL! It's like if I'm hearing myself here :D!

XXX

[parentesis]

LOL! No, no, dead cells are evil, we must finish them off!!!!

For some weeks, every time I forced him to exfoliate his skin, he looked at me like if I was killing his puppy, or something.

[creamuts]

Kill & attack them ^^!

XXX

[smartypantsnyc]

Wait a minute...you carry a screwdriver in your purse??? =\

Just tell him that when he's 55 and his face isn't deeply furrowed by the menacing plow of Old Age like all his friends' faces are, he'll be damn glad you talked him into moisturizer.

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R

[parentesis]

Wait a minute...you carry a screwdriver in your purse???

Don't you? =\ I will have to ask the girls, right now you make me feel like some kind of psycho, Sharon-Stone-in-full-Basic-Instinct mode type.

Right now I have in my handbag some gum, a pen drive, a little sewing kit (just for the safety pins, I can't sew a button not even in dying danger), my purse, two pens, my keys, some tissues, hand cream, lipstick, a screwdriver, my sunglasses, one of those little bottles of my perfume, a metric tape, my mobile and... I don't know what the hell is doing here this stapler, either.

And the funny thing is that my handbag is really small. I have a bigger bag in my car porter, with all the paraphernalia I need for working, like boots and work hat, etc...

...he'll be damn glad you talked him into moisturizer.

Well, he has learned his lesson since then. Now he is able to distinguish between eye contour, moisturizer, nourishing cream, or anti-wrinkles. As I said, all grown up, my little man. A little biotherm man, in fact.

[smartypantsnyc]

LOL in listening to you puirse menu, I have this little song going through my head, I don't know if you know the kids' show Sesame Street (you might because they did about 20% of the show in Spanish, actually), but they had this little game with a song that went "one of these things is not like the others," and you were supposed to guess which one. The measuring tape is a little odd, but that's just because you're an architect. I guess I find it funny just because I have probably had use for a screwdriver maybe twice in the past five years...LOL

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R

[parentesis]

Yes, I know the show. Here is called Barrio Sesamo, and I used to love this show. The blue monster that eat cookies was my favourite, but the vampire that counts is great, too. :)

I know that I'm odd, but I'm an oldest sibling, and a Daddy's girl, so I had to help my father with all the little botched jobs at home, because my brother is eight years younger. And while I was growing up, in my boarding catholic school without boys, my class mates were soooo girly that any kind of problem has to be solved by me, like connecting a plug o arrange a lamp . And then I grow up some more, and a lot of my study mates had to rent some flats, and called me to help them with it... and right now I realized that I sound like Tim Allen's "Home Improvement" and I'm a disaster really, nothing like MacGyver. You can't image what an interesting social life a girl has, when she owns a screwdriver...LOL. Guys just assume a lot of kinky things about you just for it.