Today, I'm Paris la Defense, one of the most horrible m'aient who were instructed to go. Everything is dehumanized. Everyone makes the mouth, wondering if any deity would not cast a spell that takes away the smile and joy to people. I feel super uncomfortable, and as I play very badly comedy, so it may be. Yuck.
a fright. A big scare when this message appeared on my phone:
Ni one or two, I cut the connections, the automatic sync, in short, anything that uses little or no connection to the interweb. Then, once my brain returned to the place, I begin to analyze the trick.
I purchased the Internet option Max there is a lease, which allows you to surf in an "unlimited" all over the web, with the usual caveats (over 500 MB, flow shrunk, no P2P, no VOIP ...). I said that my mobile use is confined to Twitter, the viewing of sites (blogs, newspapers in the large majority), Facebook a little, and the permanent sync with Exchange. I do not use 'm not subscribed to any service charges.
So I read it, huh, that access to any Internet is a flat, nowhere do I hear of another billing, payment for that package or exceeded whatnot. At best, go to Orange riquiqui flow, but at no time, no one talks to me about overcharging for something.
obviously Dare Dare I call customer service, ready to go in the blubber of the person who will answer me. I came across a lovely person who basically told me "I do not know what it is without doubt a mistake, do you do not, there will be no overcharging, forget this message. " She was right, this lady, I have not had a surprise in my bill.
However, I have always this message now, when I open too many pages at once. It's painful. And I do not know if this bug is voluntary or not, kind of intimidation to make me pass on another more expensive option. The lingering impression is quite unpleasant.
So Orange, instead of your personal suicide, or take people for fools with your flip-flopping on the billing of VAT that is finally going to make you gift (a phenomenon very well described in Pingoo ), solves this bug!
To nip in the bud the trolls who will tell me to go to SFR or Bouygues or another, I immediately say I like Orange, the only people who have a true 3G network is available almost everywhere, despite its faults and his attempts t'endoffer soon as possible. SFR shall never see me with their offerings designed so that you do not understand anything if you do not have a postgraduate degree in Marketing and another in finance, and Bouygues has a rotten system.
At least out of a coma for three months, or even to be minister Foreign our beautiful country, you will know that stuff happens in countries where there usually goes to gild the pill is fucking wildly that the people there suffered repression, dictatorship and whatnot. Yes, Tunisia, Egypt is not, strictly speaking, Care Bears Land for tourists. And people, Tunisians, Egyptians are trying to raise these plans to abolish corruption, Presidents elected with 92% of votes. Basically, they revolt to achieve a state of law, true democracy. And everyone thinks it's good, encourages them, me included. I
yet understand why the media, French in any case, take these comments:
- contagion is the result of a disease transmitted directly or indirectly.
- communication of disease by mediate or immediate contact.
- (transitive) all communication bad things, by attendance or by example.
- (Latin defilement) is the medical term used to describe the invasion of a living organism or thing by micro-organisms. Staining
- resulting from contact with an object impure or unclean.
- infection produced by a contagious disease.
So it's a dirty trick, the fact of wanting democracy? So a "bad thing" to want dictatorships surrounding disappear? A species virus that would catch dirty? Something shameful that we would not catch? Coming from a country like Yemen, I can understand the use of these terms, but coming from a country where commentators love to be Pignole warm home with blows of Human Rights, where journalists like as lecturing, it bothers me.
Yet there lots of other much more positive words to describe this phenomenon: spontaneously, I think of "emulation", "pollination", "spreading", "expansion" ... I am not a literary person, I let m indicate all synonyms as you found in the comments.
Thou shalt have no doubt noticed, I often use lyrics to express what I feel. God not only has not given me the faith, but also forgot to give me the required minimum of talent to easily put into words my feelings. As much as I can admit that some qualities of speech with 6 strings mounted on a piece of wood or with a camera, as I have absolutely no sense when it is necessary to write poetry. Consequently (and in good slacker who takes), I use the words of others to better express what I myself would have trouble getting out.
And while painfully trying to reproduce the solo of this song (I also know now that it's screwed up in advance), the text of it I jumped at the figure as some recent events (on the mode you choose not his parents) give body.
[...]
Do It On Your Own
It Makes No Difference To Me What You Leave Behind
What You Choose to Be
And They Say whatever
Your soul's unbreakable"Struggle" during the
They Will pull us down
Purpose please, please Let's use this
chance
Things To turn around And tonight
We Can Truly say Together we're invincible
Together we're invincible
advantage of being in St. Nazaire for training that will take me to save the world (or, in any case to be Labour Lifeguard First Aid), I spent my time in the set in the late afternoon for a ride in this city. Because finish at 16.30 and have time off from that time on weekdays is a concept that is very rare for me, even almost unknown. A normal work day begins and ends around to 8h/8h30 to 18h30/19h, leaving little time right now to take advantage of daylight to take some pictures.
Saint Nazaire in time as town razed by the Americans during the 2nd World War, argues the city as the ugliest best reconstructed with Lorient, Brest , and some other like Le Havre or St. Lo. The popular saying there is "you work at Saint Nazaire, and are fun to La Baule. It is clear that there will not be much to laugh St. Naz: It's dead! Full afternoon, weekdays, weather balances, the streets are empty! Large spaces are being deserted, it gives an impression post-apocalyptic. Reconstruction of concrete gives a very industrial, no charm to the city: it is a succession of buildings one after the other, home to brands of ready to wear or high attractiveness bibeloterie pigeonesque.
From there (as Laurent Blanc would say), not easy to find photogenic scenes. And it is paradoxically in the blockhouse rehabilitated vaguely that I found the most inspiration. The waterfront also is interesting to go. The rest of the city, artificial and soulless, I have not touched a second.
I use very specific social networks where I belong.
Hello Thank you for your request for linking.
I agree in general that the people I already know where I've met at least once. Indeed, despite the "fashion" of social networks where it is fashionable to have a maximum of "contacts" of "friends" of "followers" or any other documentation, I remain very attached to the personal dimension.
It does not seem that we have met, and even if we have a common touch, I'll wait until we start to interact before accepting your request for linking.
This is by no means any pride or snobbery on my part, just the desire to control the information that I can distribute and that I can distribute them.
Regards.
is not too bad, right? I do not want that can do the zoubabs relationship between my "digital identity" (as I do not like that) and my real identity. Or in any case, I do not want to make it easier for whoever wants to match 2.
PS: The last network that I joined is Quora, and for now, I stay in an observation phase to understand the value and meaning.
Since Monday, I'm training on electrical safety. To make it clear that when you're not careful, it can be dangerous, we were shown pictures of people electrocuted (= charred), we aired a video of electrocution people who live on camera.
Tomorrow mechanical safety training. I look forward to seeing bodies squashed in presses, or ground in a chopper industry.
I go vomit.
Uprising: insurrection, uprising. Any report with évènements en Tunisie n’a rien de fortuit.
[...]
Rise up and take the power back, it's time
The fat cats had a heart attack, they know that
Their time's coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascendThey will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious[...]
Le week-end du 1er janvier, quoi de mieux que d’aller dans un great place, emptied of its usual tourists? So the direction Conquet, small fishing port in the far west of Brittany.
Offshore, the islands after Mullein (left) and Ushant is America
An individual somewhat unusual pointed his nose. I must admit that seeing a spoiler to walk around the harbor, in the first fraction of a second, it has one side "Jaws"!
Then towards the tip of St. Matthew, its ruined abbey.
The point spoils the beauty of this place is the distributor of religious trinkets in the chapel! Place 1 or 2 € in the machine and choose your prayer or your silly postcard, or you do not know what. It sucks, and the limit of blasphemy. I am not a religious or a cultural blessing, but I still think there must be a form of respect for these beliefs, and greed is, for me at odds with the values that religions embody.
Fortunately there are also places that are more conducive to inspiration or meditation.
The rest the album (no inside Photoshop or HDR or other device)
During the winter walk on the coast, the sun was almost all the time in the field of view (because yes, it's sunny on January 1 in Finistere, know it). As a result, much of the subjects found themselves against the light.
The rest of the walk:
Bravo, again, the earth has once again managed to turn around his little star. To celebrate, the vulgus pecum decides to head fart to vodka or champagne, down the street, burning a few cars passing possibly to keep warm.
is a kind of rite of passage: the night of December 31 to January 1, you MUST have a party. And as always a thing imposed on me without my consent, well I am a deaf ear. No, I do not want to celebrate because REQUIREMENT. Christmas has much meaning for me, as the first year does absolutely none.
And of course, there is a consensus here that hypocritical to wish others a happy new year, best wishes, and health-because-that-c-do-that-he-ya-de-more-important-the-health. I no longer wish my wishes since 2008 to anyone, any more than I love myself that address. Anyway, as for most of you who read these lines, I do not really care whether or not you have a good year, we do not know after all. I wish you no harm, it is already good.
Last night we got a party of 2, as one does when one gets the chance, that is to say 3-4 times a year when we are lucky to have a weekend end-integer in common. And if it fell on March 12 or October 26, it would have been the same.
The first year, I do not care.
And Happy New Year my ass (P. Desproges).
