Yesterday I forgot to blog .... I'm sorry.
Well yesterday was to be the D Day Corrunner apathy.
is supoooooone. But no, pure bamboo. Today I can not sit, I'm shattered.
pose
The situation is so chronologically
a) At 11am, it started selling tickets final Pumas vs Pachuca Aztec disgusting.
b) at 1:30 was the Champions League Final Barca vs ManU
c) At 4 confirmed me if I was a junket to Paris , interview with Christan Bale.
Ah painted a wonderful day and go to the doctor for a lump in your body and he tells you, "Young man, is benign."
Ah but no.
There I connected from 10:48 am. Dan maaaaaaaaa 11 and no. ENDED THREE MINUTES ARE TICKETS. went on sale only 10 000 tickets. For a stadium of 70 thousand not fuck with me ...
Questions:
a) Does anyone know someone who bought tickets through Ticketmaster?
b) How many tickets resellers get
c) should give preference to people who have gone to the other league matches.
What nonsense, why was I trying to get the tickets. What stupidity.
Anyway. Destination
1 Son of a Bitch, Runner 0.
EL BARCA
The plan with the whole band DFeña talkative of the journal was to go to a bar located a few meters from my Alma Mater. Circumstances of life, the Xun and I arrived a few minutes after that had started the game, there're both less Catalan Catalans world. He with his cavalier long (LOL) I with my Barca shirt. We arrived at the bar and heard a scream a "uuuuuuuf" that made us forever.
The bastard of the star Cristiano Ronaldo threw on the side of the goal of Porterazo Valdés. Total
we come to the table editor. There were the Sandy Photo Dory Design, The Vinny Front, the Chief Fely, Any Stories, Javy Art, and Paul Profeco (not seen in years.) For the second to sit down and ask for a XX Amber. Cut to a pendejazo Eto'o in the area and tip ...
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
short history (it is a post about the sink of the day). Another goal from Messi and Barca champion.
Joy. So huge.
And so you know, I'm not Villamelon as hundreds and thousands who have left this season. I took 15 years supporting Barca from Romario, then Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Dutch, Ronaldinho, Messi ... in a future Bojan.
So do not annoy me if they think I'm one of "those." Eggs.
Things seemed fine.
Ja Iluso.
Tell God your plans, so that shit is laughable.
I left the bar and the band scored Universal
WHAT'S junket
The plan was to go 6 days to Paris to interview Christian Bale.
What I asked was home in July. We were in the middle of the end of editing, no jodan.
got 7 pages in three journals. The girl told me that Universal had 80% I left.
was already making my plans, looking hostel, money, etc ...
Total scored and this was the answer "The London people the heads of the distribution still is not confirmed if you can go or not. "
read between the lines. Go to hell.
And yes I'm in hell here in the city.
Things I shit on This
a) I have to tell the editors in chief of the other magazines and mother earned the interview. I will remain as a fool with them.
b) was necessary to go to this junket arrangement certainly had some chores relating to QT and Benicio. Ah life.
Now a random thought.
hate the fact that these distributors prefer a home, to have good reports on three nationally recognized journals (not I will say to avoid douchebagguez).
Seriously. And no comment burned for not going to junket. There is indeed something that everyone knows and do not say to avoid farting in the journalistic profession.
But .. Will they fall? Nah, I will not criticize, but I'll do it. There are certain magazines that anyone can write s boats with half the neurons, a severed hand and a black violándote. How are the boys and girls I puberty.
Or not? Anyway
. So
life.
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