| 12 марта 2005 |
| 10:30 - посылки для сантагремлинов
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Всё страньше и страньше - компакт, отправленный мною в Бразилию, благополучно нашел адресата, а дискок из соседнего областного центра всё никак не доберется ко мне.... Или и не должен, а?
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| 03 февраля 2005 |
| 03:36 - cito!
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Скоростной (по старым мерам) Интернет! Эх.. размахнись, рука! )))
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| 03 января 2005 |
| 20:50 - namarie
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Дорогой Домашний Интернет!
Теперь мы расстаемся с тобой надолго, наверное даже на полгода.
И поэтому -
Дорогие Все.
До нескорой встречи онлайн.
Мой домашний телефон 19-20.01.2005 изменится с 29667 на 501199.
Вот-вот будет cdma.
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| 02:52 - Ta-daa!
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1992 marked the 100-year anniversary of the birth of John Ronald Reuel Tolkien, one of the best fantasy writers of all time. Tolkien created a world, which was the setting for many of his books. This world had its own history, and races, which are all explored in books such as The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and The Silmarillion.
J.R.R. Tolkien was born in the town of Bloemfontain, South Africa on January 3rd, 1892, to English parents. ...
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| 07 декабря 2004 |
| 11:35 - .
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genius
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| 27 ноября 2004 |
| 10:45 - .
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Кароль Рэчы Паспалiтае й вялiкi князь лiтоускi ЯН III САБЕСКI
Ян III - адзiн з самых знакамiтых нашых сярэднявечных уладароу. Ратавальнiк Эуропы ад турэцкага нашэсьця - у 1683 зьдзейсьнiу iмклiвы кiдок з невялiкiм адборным войскам лiцьвiнау пад Вену, дзе пад час вырашальнай бiтвы з вялiкiм вiзiрам Асанам Мустафой Кепрылю па мянушцы - Кара-Мустафа (Чорны Мустафа) 13 верасьня дзёрзкай атакай унёс карэнны пералом у ейную хаду.
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| 20 ноября 2004 |
| 03:07 - Hurt
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I hide my shame in dusk of night,
That shelters me so lonely.
Why take me to the rays of light?
You know it hurts.
You cradle me in your embrace,
But I'm still cold and scared.
By demons of the past I'm chased
And they still hurt.
And I've lost the key from the real me,
Me that down I've trod.
Now it's me that screams and hurts.
Now it's me I hide down deep inside.
Me I would retain, real me that I have slain.
The me I've slain…
Why strip me just to see the scars?
You want to cut your own?
You want new day to come for us
To see me hurt?
Say you love me, say you will.
Lie to me, but say
'Bout love that I no longer feel.
And let it hurt.
And I don't believe that it will hurt when sun is shining.
And I just believe that hurt will go with raise of dawn.
I'll take your love, your love that I am still denying.
It will not hurt, it won't really be so wrong.
(Lyrics by Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel, Alena Gornyh)
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