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Imprinting

From what I remember, I always had a soft spot for cats, so much so that I do not interact with the dogs is very natural. I suspect that this canine disability was caused by 'imprinting (subconscious mind training) received from my cat, from which I learned to recognize and interpret very well the language of cats. This week, however, do not know why, they returned to the surface some childhood memories tied to a dog. It was a good-natured beast, a Maremma, Abruzzo and belonged to a friend of my grandfather, and I still remember clearly we were keeping the kids in five by the leash, even though he was always a "carry around". Of course, at that time I was in elementary school, so it's likely to remember more colossal than it actually was not, but in any case, the Maremma dwarfs sesitive not, therefore, could not be much smaller than I remember (and I looked like a pony!). The interesting thing though - from my point of view cat lady - was the realization that the first imprinting I did not get a cat, but by a dog. Indeed, more than dogs, because I also remember the Corgi - Yes, like Betty's ones! - of a couple of my clients. So once I was able to interact safely with the canine world without finding its indecipherable epressione and attitudes. In light of this revelation, I had to reconsider all the work done by my late cat, so I would not only trained to recognize its signs and desires orders, but would even de-programmed and reprogrammed my attitude to the dogs on a radio wave feline safe, strong and clear. Well, hats off to the cat!, Which therefore dedicate this post with affection semi-useless.

Wendy AKA Vomitilla

1989 - 2005

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slew of geese

typical example of nadar (no, not the A).

Today, not knowing if I would find the printer still dilapidated or not, I tried to warn the A stay at home, which is much worse than useless. In any case, I still found it broken (printer, A know that is broken), I closed and hello. Then, if instead it had been repaired, there remains the fact that I manage better alone than with her in the bales. At home, however, was not there, so I had to leave a message to her husband and look on the phone, but did not answer - the problems with the technology to come to an inability to read and write messages - so I am given a Pilate wash his hands and hello.

At the end I go to office hoping not to have her feet, and goes even better: I find the printer repaired! Okay, we hope to survive a little longer, 'I will certainly deal with the gloves to prevent the gold and also to look too hard. Fortunately, I spend a quiet afternoon, low turnout and no A: Paradise (if a content with and knows what it means in chestnuts)! Then tonight I speak to my mother, who says, "Do you remember how your grandmother called them, the girls like that? "Goose the quagmire." Beh, mia nonna ne sapeva un sacco. In effetti la A ti dà proprio l’idea dei nàdari al laghetto, che devi tirargli le briciole perché si scantino a far qualcosa.

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Tempo fa è terminata l’esperienza del Survival Blog con la sua Pandemia Gialla – che da pigro negligente che sono, non ho neppure commentato * , guarda te! – ma solo oggi un pensiero di quelli che vengono su come la peperonata è arrivato: «Oh, sarà per questo che ho il blog che va a limoni? »
 

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Okay, while I try to recognize the quote (the answer found in the bottom of the post, as in this week Enigmistica) and determine how idiotic from six to one, go ahead with the bullshit. So much for.

As the bloody conflict between Mrs A and the technology (and common sense in general) continues without news, the printer has seen fit to become seriously ill to not having to have to do. Something causes the opening of the toner, causing it into the printer and hard as a result the paper in the fireplace. The technician was phone calls, messages, e-mail and just missing the smoke signals, but today we have seen (the positive side, I closed the first quarter of an hour), to be sure that if you do not even live tomorrow I may as well stay home, since booking medical examinations have "just a little 'need' to deliver printed materials to patients. I do not even try to fix it for two good reasons: a) I do not know where to look, b) since the printer is not mine, I would not be accused of unauthorized repair in case of battered at all, then I have to pay! And it goes well, this was the outburst of the day.

Then, you guessed it, the quote at the beginning?
Okay, the answer was:

Zaphod: "That's right! I can feel it in! "
Arthur:" Ford! "
Ford:" If if feels inside, well ... Arthur, give it straight, "
Arthur:" We need to listen to a madman with a brain that works with lemons? This is suicide! "

(" Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy "by Douglas Adams)

* No, I do not even today. Oh, but you know mica read? it says "lazy and negligent" mica workaholic and insomniac ! Is to see that they take me for a serious person ... ah, what people!

2002 Suburban Subwoofer

fucking printer!

you, Evil!

No, there Mrs A that is not a top, okay, some of you know this because I am in person or vent in the forum, but here is a long time that I write, but the latter is too good, so I break the silence.

The fact this time is with your printer, demonic contraption that gets enjoyment out make it difficult. "I print the pages on the contrary, look!" Complained showing how the pages come out neatly from one to two and so on. Not seeing
the problem, I must point out that the paper already sorted out. So how could "go backwards"? Presto said. Looking at her I find that the method to take the first sheet, places it on the desk (face up), it rests on the second and so on. And you think then!

"No, I have sorted them out," I say. "Look, you just have to wait to finish and you print them all sorts her, then scratch them together and you're done."
He looks unconvinced. "But no, I'm all messed up and I fix them myself."
No, there is no way to make him understand, at least so it seems. Instead on Thursday, quietly, I see her do as I say I, and I almost touched by this gesture that a little 'reminds me of the experiment, the chimpanzee that - from that you laugh - understand the mechanism of the box to take the peanuts. Yes, but A is not a chimpanzee - maybe! - In fact this afternoon we went back to the old method.

Now, I do not know about you, but from day to day I'm afraid to see it hit the printer with a bone or a stone, shouting until the monkey Paper does not really come out otherwise. We accept bets.

PS Unfortunately - Ale! - Thursday is not so this will be discussed next Tuesday. Stay tuned!