<?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-32179861</id><updated>2011-08-09T05:14:40.501+02:00</updated><title type='text'>reesovna</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-2083347475714965748</id><published>2007-08-05T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:17:48.424+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>She was gone, i could still smell her hair on the pillow, but she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;I actually knew, she is that kind of girl, who just appear and in the morning, you are not sure, if she was just a dream .. except empty bottle of wine a lipstick on the glass.&lt;br /&gt;I`ve had bells ringin` in my head and I needed shower. Just messed up your life and go .. typical.&lt;br /&gt;I knew in next days I`ll be looking for her in the town, i`ll see her face everywhere. We will never met again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-2083347475714965748?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/2083347475714965748/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=2083347475714965748' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/2083347475714965748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/2083347475714965748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2007/08/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-117209685157396849</id><published>2007-02-21T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:27:31.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear-drop</title><content type='html'>She asked him how many times he was in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is every girl asking me this question? &lt;/span&gt;flashed though his mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And how could I possibly know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He conteplated the stain on the pillow while she was trying to put on the ear-drop.  "Twice. First one taught me not to trust women, second one not to trust myself." he suddenly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the hell, who am I kidding, I never talk like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he just wonder when he hear himself. She left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-117209685157396849?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/117209685157396849/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=117209685157396849' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/117209685157396849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/117209685157396849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2007/02/ear-drop.html' title='Ear-drop'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-117024772331891937</id><published>2007-01-31T13:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:48:43.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Capoeirasun</title><content type='html'>She just appeared and  make me feel better ...  I guess that`s good ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-117024772331891937?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/117024772331891937/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=117024772331891937' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/117024772331891937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/117024772331891937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2007/01/capoeirasun.html' title='Capoeirasun'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116786562244839215</id><published>2007-01-04T00:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:51:15.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10 red bottles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said she fell bad about it, she`s sorry .. i don`t know, maybe she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Later, feeling the heat of her body a realized its over .. i`m not chasing amy anymore ... so why did i have to call her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116786562244839215?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116786562244839215/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116786562244839215' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116786562244839215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116786562244839215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-red-bottles.html' title='10 red bottles'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116439342367644248</id><published>2006-11-24T19:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:37:03.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one to die please turn out the light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2440/3512/1600/44387/depo05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2440/3512/400/805984/depo05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116439342367644248?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116439342367644248/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116439342367644248' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116439342367644248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116439342367644248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-one-to-die-please-turn-out-light.html' title='Last one to die please turn out the light'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116438654464397376</id><published>2006-11-24T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:42:24.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was, you know, that kind of girl, with head full of dreams. With that little bit naive view at the world. I think, she tried to teach me, people are not that bad ... tried to show me, sometimes is good to give a another chance. Maybe .. I guess .. she knew it`s not really that simple, but she needed to believe it. Everybody does...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116438654464397376?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116438654464397376/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116438654464397376' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116438654464397376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116438654464397376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/11/ii.html' title='II.'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116286110107218838</id><published>2006-11-07T01:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:29:38.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was looking thru the window, watching the neon lights reflecting in the rainy street ... cursed the day she let him go ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did everything what I could, he tried to convince himself... No I did not ... At start he thought the memories can be drinked away ... now he just knew, morning will be bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She waked up and realized he`s not there ... she started to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the first moment when he opened the eyes, he felt nothing ... he threw up ... then he remembered what happend ...and he threw up again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stayed in the bed whole day  ... with phone on her breast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should I call her? he asked himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116286110107218838?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116286110107218838/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116286110107218838' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116286110107218838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116286110107218838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/11/epilogues.html' title='Epilogues'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116266909530780230</id><published>2006-11-04T20:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:28:16.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her name. Still resonant in my head. What i did, what I shouldn`t do. I`ve never used to drink when i lose someone. Maybe i should. It seems that every single thing turns against me. Even the weather. I used to like the rain, drops knockin` on the window-sill, but now, now it remains me that she`s gone. It`s two months but nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116266909530780230?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116266909530780230/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116266909530780230' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116266909530780230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116266909530780230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/11/i.html' title='I.'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-116033871588574674</id><published>2006-10-08T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:41:34.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Since i was gone ...</title><content type='html'>.BALCONY&lt;br /&gt;co jsem rikal .. kdo to rikal .. ja to rikal ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/balcony02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/balcony02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.NEVIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V lete sa mi ozval znamy, ci nebudem mat koncom jesene cas nafotit jednu kapelu na koncerte. Nevedel som o aku kapelu ide ani ci bude cas ale prikyvol som. 22.9. som dorazil na miesto konania koncertu a zistil som ze kapela sa vola Nevim ( www.nevim.kvalitne.cz ) a hra spolu s kapelou Support Lesbiens. Pohoda ...  vekovy priemer kapely je 13 rokov, ale potom ako zacali hrat to bolo jedno. Hrali dobre. Dostal som pasku na ruku, usmial sa na straziacu slecnu a presiel za podium. Kapela sa uz zapajala a ozvucovala. Clenov Support Lesbiens som omylom povazoval za zvukarov kapely Nevim, takze ked potom vyliezli na podium,  bol som trochu prekvapeny. Este si odo mna vypytal kontakt niekto z novin, vraj 'keby im nevysli fotky' a koncert zacal ... pred supportami nas ochranka informovala ze 4 pesnicky a odchod a tak sa aj stalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/nevim01s.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/nevim01s.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.INLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.9. mam v kalendari poznacene 'foto inline letna'. Tak balim fotak a vyrazam. Konala sa sutaz vo freestyle slalome na inlinoch. Kelimky uz boli rozmiestnene, este rychle upravy povrchu. Pokec s druhym fotografom/kameramanom, pokec s Lenkov Buchcarovou (vitazkou svetoveho pohara vo freestyle slalome), .. Lenka vysveltlila pravidla a sutaz zacala.  Padov bolo malo, vitaz jeden, fotiek dost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/inline.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/inline.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nohy vitaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/lenka.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/lenka.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.TATRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povodne som mal stravit vikend v horach, cestoval som koli tomu domov ale zrada ...  brachova priatelka nemohla, tym padom nesiel ani brat a sam by som benzin do Popradu neutiahol. Trmacat sa vlakom nebudem .. nevermind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.CURRAHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for green light!&lt;br /&gt;Get ready!&lt;br /&gt;Stand up!&lt;br /&gt;Hook up!&lt;br /&gt;Equipment check!&lt;br /&gt;Sound off for equipment check!&lt;br /&gt;Ten okay!&lt;br /&gt;Nine okay!- Eight okay!&lt;br /&gt;Seven okay! - Six okay!&lt;br /&gt;Five okay! - Four okay!&lt;br /&gt;Three okay! - Two okay!&lt;br /&gt;One okay!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let`s go, jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/airborne01.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/airborne01.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadnem do auta, pobeham po okoli, najdem nieco na fotenie .. to bol plan .. v podstate dobry. Pred letiskom v Tomcanoch vidim kolonu zaparkovanych aut, podlieham zvedavosti a vyhazujem blinker do lava. Kona sa tu nejaky zraz vysadkarov  a z povodneho 'zostanemLenNaJedenZoskok' sa stalo 'zostalSom4hodiny'. Pricinou nebola ani atraktivna reporterka STV, ani prislub pohladu na zem z paluby malej cesny .. proste to nejak ubehlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/stv.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/stv.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazdy na letisku chcel byt jej mikrofonom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.CARNIVALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisiel k nam cirkus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/carnivale01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/carnivale01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.DUMBO&lt;br /&gt;a boli dvaja, mali sa radi, objimali sa chobotmi a sprchovali sa prachom zo zeme ... what a wonderful life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/elephant01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/elephant01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-116033871588574674?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/116033871588574674/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=116033871588574674' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116033871588574674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/116033871588574674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/10/since-i-was-gone.html' title='Since i was gone ...'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115858964332155036</id><published>2006-09-18T14:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:42:45.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Slovensko</title><content type='html'>.FILMUJETE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Filmujete ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dobry den teta, ano filmujem."&lt;br /&gt;"Krasne, vsak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hm, ano, krasne"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oslovila ma na poli za dedinou Hybe, na Liptove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/land.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.PRIZNAJ SI TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Priznaj si to!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ale co?"&lt;br /&gt;"To, ze si donho"&lt;br /&gt;"Nie som"&lt;br /&gt;"Si, aspon trosicku."&lt;br /&gt;"Nie som, ono sa to moze zdat ze som, ale nie som!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rozhovor dvoch okoloiducich .. cakal som na kluce od bytu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/imagination_1s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/imagination_1s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.KITE-FLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ked chce letiet tak mu daj priestor. Ked zacne blbnut tak ho pritiahni ... tahaj! .. ok tak znova."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/kitefly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/kitefly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.WATERFALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Budes mokry."&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/waterfall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prve co ma prekvapilo bol cisty vzduch. Hodinu som len stal a dychal. Vecer som vsade citil lahku vonu marihuany ... aj pokosena trava tam vonala inak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/field.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.EPILOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down!" asked him voice.&lt;br /&gt;There were no chairs in the room. Cause of bright light, he wasn`t able to esstimate room`s size.&lt;br /&gt;"Where?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Wherever you want."&lt;br /&gt;"Is this some kind of game?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/depo_6s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/depo_6s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115858964332155036?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115858964332155036/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115858964332155036' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115858964332155036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115858964332155036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/slovensko.html' title='Slovensko'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115767797150241149</id><published>2006-09-08T03:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T03:12:51.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Big things and small bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; .. pohladil ju po tvari. nevedel preco to urobil, nepoznali sa a vobec si neboli blizky. potrebovala to .. on to potreboval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115767797150241149?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115767797150241149/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115767797150241149' title='2 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115767797150241149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115767797150241149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/big-things-and-small-bag.html' title='Big things and small bag'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115767645783469609</id><published>2006-09-08T02:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:47:41.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>.WAY HOME&lt;br /&gt;hmm, tak zajtra (resp. dnes) pocestujem domov ... uz je to davno ... celkom sa tesim, zhodim vlasy, oddychnem od Prahy, precitam nejaku knihu, stretnem starych znamych, pofotim, vybehnem do kopcov pod Tatrami ak bude priat pocasie, pobeham po kopcoch vo Fatre ak bude priat pocasie a kazdy den spravim jednu vec, ktoru nemozem spravit v Prahe ... bullshit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.SOUTH AFRICA&lt;br /&gt;dnes sme posedeli s Elis a Daveom. Elis so zvlastnym anglickym prizvukom (nadych nemciny), Dave s pohodovou us anglictinou. Uz ich neuvidim, odcestuju kym sa vratim.  Zvlastne ze vsetci cudzinci, ktorych som cez leto spoznal boli prijemny ludia. Ci uz Verona a Marijane z Ukrajiny, Paul z Tazmanie, Elis a Dave z Juznej Afriky .. Luba z Ruska, ktoru som vlastne nespoznal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS! PS: YOU SHOULD LEARN GERMAN&lt;br /&gt;Aj ked netusim preco, Elis a Dave mi pripomenuli Veronu a Marijane. Nemaju absolutne nic spolocne, nasa komunikacia sa uberala uplne v inom duchu a uplne inym smerom ... mal by som poslat mail, cim dlhsie to odkladam, tym viac si myslim ze je to zbytocne ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ITS EASY TO TURN BACK ON THE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;tak som uz asi po stvrty krat zacal citat Alexa Garlanda ... je to kniha na cesty ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115767645783469609?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115767645783469609/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115767645783469609' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115767645783469609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115767645783469609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115757756200182100</id><published>2006-09-06T23:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:19:22.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>3x</title><content type='html'>Jedno arabske prislovie vravi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ak sa nieco stalo jeden krat, nemusi sa to stat po druhy krat. Ak sa ale nieco stalo dva krat, stane sa to aj po treti krat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dnes sa mi to potvrdilo .. dufam ze to plati aj pre 4 krat ..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115757756200182100?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115757756200182100/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115757756200182100' title='5 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115757756200182100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115757756200182100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/3x.html' title='3x'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115755189034911262</id><published>2006-09-06T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:53:13.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>060906 somewhere</title><content type='html'>.STATION NIGHTMARE, TERMINATE, PLEASE LEAVE THE TRAIN&lt;br /&gt;po prebdetej noci stravenej s grafickymi elementami zavinutymi do Bezierovych kriviek v nekonecnom priestore zobrazovacieho suradnicoveho systemu sa vydavam na cestu ... hodinky ukazuju 13:50, zmatena hlava vravi tristvrte na vcera ... dvere sa otvaraju - nastupujem. Vo vzduchu je citit pach potu zmiesany s vonou parfemov daleko za imaginaciou ludskeho vnimania ... dvere sa otvaraju - vystupujem. Predieram sa v zmeti tvari a hlasov, telom mi trasie zimnica, po chrbte mi steka pramienok potu a z vnutra ma zviera priam bibilicky hlad. Nacerpavam energiu zo zelenych oci slecny v ruzovom tielku s napisom RELAY ale v okamihu straty kontaktu stracam aj ziskanu energiu ... dvere sa otvaraju - nastupujem. Snazim sa spocitat pehy na nose plavovlasej francuzky. Po chvili mi to vnucuje myslienku spanku - prestavam. Mozno je z Kanady rozmyslam. Dvere sa otvaraju - vystupujem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nejake dotazy?" prebudza ma muzsky hlas, v ruke drzim popisany papier.&lt;br /&gt;"ne ani ne," odpovedam.&lt;br /&gt;"index,"&lt;br /&gt;"dekuju Vam, naschledanou," odchadzam ... dvere sa otvaraju - nastupujem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citim sa ako &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perzistencia pamati &lt;/span&gt;od Salvadora Daliho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/dali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/320/dali.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... je to presne ten typ dievcata, ktora vam rozhodi cely den. Musite sledovat jej dych na okne aby ste nezabudli dychat. Je to ten typ dievcata, ktorej znamienko nad konturov dekoltu nie je zdaleka tak zaujimave ako znamienko pod jej pravym okom. Nepotrebuje pohadzovat vlasmi, zakryvat svoju tvar vrstvou make-upu ani si obliekat o dve cisla mensich tielka. Jej postavu zaregistrujete az ked vystupuje o tri zastavky dalej, ale zostava len jej tvar ... dvere sa otvaraju - vystupujem ... okolity svet je surealisticky zmateny, telo sa dozaduje spanku a jedla. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ukoncete nastup, oci se zaviraji ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115755189034911262?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115755189034911262/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115755189034911262' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115755189034911262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115755189034911262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/060906-somewhere.html' title='060906 somewhere'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115738508736025132</id><published>2006-09-04T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:51:27.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad karma</title><content type='html'>:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115738508736025132?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115738508736025132/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115738508736025132' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115738508736025132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115738508736025132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-karma.html' title='Bad karma'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115722427618934377</id><published>2006-09-02T19:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T19:31:06.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere else</title><content type='html'>I hate that feeling when you`re just wallking down the street, sunbeams are fighting for you skin with the wind, your`re listening to the music and than you hear that song and you suddenly wanna be somewhere else with .. but you can`t .. i hate that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..but the girl on the car in the parking lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;says: "Man, you should try to take a shot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't you see my walls are crumbling?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then she looks up at the building &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she says she's thinking of jumping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She says she's tired of life; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she must be tired of something..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115722427618934377?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115722427618934377/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115722427618934377' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115722427618934377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115722427618934377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/somewhere-else.html' title='Somewhere else'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115715724193520305</id><published>2006-09-02T02:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:40:16.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'>X-mass</title><content type='html'>.LD -1&lt;br /&gt;a je to tu, vianoce, rozbalujem balik s vyrazom 13 rocneho americkeho dietata o 7 hodine rano pod americkym stromcekom vedla americkeho krbu...zasr* lepiaca paska nejde odlepit ... je to asi 5 minut co som si potriasol s rukov zamestnanca firmy vo velkej fialovej budove a odniesol si HO ... otvaram krabicu ... je tam ... kuknem sa na sherakena ako nad mojim enthusiasmom pokruti hlavou, ... vybalujem jednotlive komponenty  dokladne zabalene v igelitovych sackoch ... brzdime na semaforoch - zarucny lista a dokumentacia padaju pod sedacku spolujazdca ... prikladam 18-70 k d70 .. zavit na zavit, kov na kov ... cvak ... zastavka v cajovni, 2x50 baleneho 1x50 vazeneho...na koleji skocim k VHA po CF a zacinam testovat ... super .. vecer na bowlingu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.SUNSET BLUES&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/1600/bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2440/3512/400/bowl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mame rezervovane dve drahy, je nas po odchode Piotra a Danky devet ludi ... rychlost ostrenia je uzasna, ultrazvukove motorky idu poznat ... prva hra uspesna ... druhe dve sux ... nikon,dslr,zoom prehral, canon.slr,fixed vyhral - tentokrat ... este na pizzu k cinanovy a domov...rychlo som prebehol fotky: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Super, je to jak DVD pustene na kvalitnem monitoru"&lt;/span&gt; komentuje kvalitu spolubydla, .. nj. it`s a sunset blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.F WAITING T SELF-DENIAL&lt;br /&gt;tak som o 25 000 Kc lahsi, o fotak a dobry pocit tazsi ... fotenie bude musiet pockat po skuskach :( 7.9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115715724193520305?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115715724193520305/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115715724193520305' title='3 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115715724193520305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115715724193520305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/09/x-mass.html' title='X-mass'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32179861.post-115704824027362564</id><published>2006-08-31T19:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:31:42.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;.END OF BEGGINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uff, tak posledny den v praci, psychicky najnarocnejsi ... Z existencnych dovodov a zo snahy  udrzat si zdravy rozum som sa na obede zdrzal dve hodiny, co viedlo k skrateniu mojej pracovnej doby o hodiny tri. Fajn, zajtra zaciname odznova ... 6 dni do skusok ... dva az styri dni do noveho fotaku ... x dni do noveho objektivu ... 27 dni do malej chatky v Tatrach ... zaciatok prace na webe chovatelskej stanice ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;.FROM Y TO T&lt;br /&gt;vcera sa vratil Melthy ... z Irska ... narastli mu vlasy, nieco ziskal, o nieco prisiel .. sadli sme s Vendou a par dalsimi do klubovne, venda zalial oprazeny caj, nakrajal turecke whateveritwas, zapalili sme vodnicu, pokurovali, popijali, rozpravali, pocuvali ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NAZAR BONCU&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;.DECISION, PROMISE, IMPATIENCE&lt;br /&gt;rozhodnutie nefotit kym nebude novy fotak sa stava stale tazsim ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;.POR CUBA LIBRE&lt;br /&gt;nove plany...360 dni ... zatial len sny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32179861-115704824027362564?l=reesovna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/feeds/115704824027362564/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32179861&amp;postID=115704824027362564' title='2 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115704824027362564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32179861/posts/default/115704824027362564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reesovna.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10381060591059972190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
