<?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-2861384790498310755</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:53:03.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...strike</title><subtitle type='html'>YourLifeStrikesYou</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2861384790498310755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LaMargineaNoptii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05565844182485491930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bR_DuzlgTc/S1Fg819uJBI/AAAAAAAABSk/824eic4w_NU/S220/guerrila+no+logo-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2861384790498310755.post-1905339402755127361</id><published>2009-04-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:32:14.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your life...whatever...it's really your life...?</title><content type='html'>Se uita la pachetul de Lucky Strike din fata lui.&lt;br /&gt;Mai precis, nici macar nu se uita la el. Doar privea in gol. Pachetul era doar un pretext pentru a-si atinti undeva privirea. Exact ca in trecut.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt; Parul ud ii intra in ochi. Era un Octombrie deosebit de urit. Al primului an al unei Romanii post-comuniste. Se uite la pachetul de tigari americane Lucky Strike din fata lui...Incerca sa lase coniacul prost sa isi joace tentativa de a-l incalzi.&lt;br /&gt; "E mai bine sa te simti cald si ud, decit rece si ud..."&lt;br /&gt;Barul era gol.&lt;br /&gt;El, un golanas ajuns la facultate intr-un oras mare.&lt;br /&gt;Pierdut printre miile de oameni complect straini, cu alte apucaturi, si complect alte obiceiuri.&lt;br /&gt;Curiozitatea initiala se risipise de mult timp deja.&lt;br /&gt;Tipica inghesuiala, mizerie si graba post-decembrista reusise de mult sa il faca sa realizeze veridicitatea unui vechi proverb, care spunea ca schimbarea domnilor e bucuria prostilor.&lt;br /&gt;Coniacul a fost putin, prost si cald.&lt;br /&gt;Simtindu-se in postura unui Adam care trebuie sa isi aleaga o nevasta, se adresa chelneritei decoltate din spatele barului...&lt;br /&gt; "Inca un coniac, te rog frumos!"&lt;br /&gt;Inainte de a apuca chelnerita sa aduca bautura, o matahala in trening se ridica din spatele barului, unde statuse la fereala, invizibil.&lt;br /&gt; "Mai baiatule, dupa accent, noi sintem concitadini...."&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Se holba cu ciuda la pachetul de tigari.&lt;br /&gt;Realiza ca niciunde nu putea fi in siguranta fata de amintiri.&lt;br /&gt;De oameni nu ii mai pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Sau nu.&lt;br /&gt;In acel moment ii era egal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2861384790498310755-1905339402755127361?l=yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1905339402755127361/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-lifewhateverits-really-your-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2861384790498310755/posts/default/1905339402755127361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2861384790498310755/posts/default/1905339402755127361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlifestrikesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-lifewhateverits-really-your-life.html' title='your life...whatever...it&apos;s really your life...?'/><author><name>LaMargineaNoptii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05565844182485491930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-bR_DuzlgTc/S1Fg819uJBI/AAAAAAAABSk/824eic4w_NU/S220/guerrila+no+logo-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
