just want to share with you a little temper tantrum that left him one after passing the fatiguitas why I've spent this morning to get to the city of Jaén for some business, my mother that liturgy, mine disaster forecast that slippage in ideas, not is that today I have not gone well at all to get to City Hall from the Avenida de Andalucia, and my periblo begins the following way;
I leave my garage and I am ready to go in the direction to walk from the station, I walk up Calle de Alfredo Klaus Alferes provisonales now that sounds more posh, and I find it closed for renovation, a hole that had five months and today there have been presisamnete to fix, well, I go to walk from the station down the street from the old jail and the tail of the semaphore Hotel constable came up there, "the virgin" half an hour, despair ... ..... I get to Sisters of the Poor, another jam more (start snort) you want to pass an ambulance, but as there is nothing at all over so that is expected also to the surface nerves, let Assisted the ambulance and noisy.
I get parking in the market hall, quite impossible to get (and I is that I have a high drive that I can only park in the area above) I get out, jam eggs in the door of the deputation, patras palante or nothing, I get Darymeria film area, looking for parking, anything, desperate, San Lorenzo upload arch bridge and came to Santa Ana at the height of where the dressing room of the grandfather, turn right and almost reaching St. Mary's Square closed find a minihueco, with much hardship it put the car under me I go, back, $ 200 fine for parking in a forbidden zone, anger me, I shit in the dead of "cough" low for my house, but traffic jams, no parking, I think put him in the car fire, I leave my parking space that costs me a peak month, and my wife says "open all Mandaa done well noooo" fin. .............................................. no ... ... I did not cry, but it should not have picked up the fucking bus.
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