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lunedì 5 dicembre 2005 - ore 16:56



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


Deserter

Another battlefield, the history repeats itself
Just a dead machine, a number without a name or face
Welcome to hell again!

Fly away don’t want to stay
I won’t play your bloody game

She’s alone and prays to rescue my soul but now I desert
I will take my box full of hopes and letters from home
Don’t move remain in hell!

Fly away don’t want to stay
I won’t play your bloody game

Another battlefield, the history repeats itself
Just a dead machine, a number without a name or face
Welcome to hell again!

Fly away don’t want to stay
I won’t play your bloody game
Put yourself here in my place
Life is mine I take my blames


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venerdì 2 dicembre 2005 - ore 18:29


These Walls
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


This is so hard for me
To find the words to say
My thoughts are standing still

Captive inside of me
All emotions start to hide
And nothing’s getting through

Watch me
Fading
I’m losing
All my instincts
Falling into darkness

Tear down these walls for me
Stop me from going under
You are the only one who knows
I’m holding back

It’s not too late for me
To keep from sinking further
I’m trying to find my way out
Tear down these walls for me now

So much uncertainty
I don’t like this feeling
I’m sinking like a stone

Each time I try to speak
There’s a voice I’m hearing
And it changes everything

Watch me
Crawl from
The wreckage
Of my silence
Conversation
Failing

Tear down these walls for me
Stop me from going under
You are the only one who knows
I’m holding back

It’s not too late for me
To keep from sinking further
I’m trying to find my way out
Tear down these walls

Every time you choose to turn away
Is it worth the price you pay
Is there someone who will wait for you
One more time
One more time

Watch me
Fading
I’m losing
All my instincts
Falling into darkness

Tear down these walls for me
Stop me from going under
You are the only one who knows
I’m holding back

It’s not too late for me
To keep from sinking further
I’m trying to find my way out
Tear down these walls for me now

Tear down these walls for me
It’s not too late for me
Tear down these walls for me


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giovedì 1 dicembre 2005 - ore 11:43



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


sprintf (qrystr, "SELECT %%scnmb, %%scdsc FROM sco, c_f "
" WHERE %%cfnum = %%scnmb AND "
" (%%scnmb BETWEEN %ld AND %ld) AND "
" %%cfali = ’%s’", da_sc, a_sc, cod_iva);
qry = dsql_simple (0, qrystr);
while (dsql_fetch (qry))
{
nessuna= true;
esiste_A = false;
esiste_R = false;
esiste_S = false;
sprintf (qrystr2, "SELECT *dch FROM dch "
" WHERE %%dchsco = %ld AND %%dcha_n BETWEEN %ld AND %ld "
" ORDER BY %%dchsta ASC", scO.scnmb, da_numero, a_numero);
qry2 = dsql_simple (0, qrystr2);
while (dsql_fetch (qry2))
{
// Essendo ordinata per stato crescente, se esiste la riga in stato "A"
// è sicuramente la prima... altrimenti semplicemente non la trovo!
// lo schema di sequenza è ovviamente A, R, S (ordine alfabetico)

if (*dchO.dchsta == ’A’ // stato A: stampo la dichiarazione!
{
anno_dch = sa_anno(dchO.dcha_n);
serial_dch = sa_serial(dchO.dcha_n);
Sstampa (DICHIA);
Snuovapag ();

esiste_A = true;
}

if (*dchO.dchsta == ’R’ //se arrivo qua sicuramente la "A" non esiste!
{
esiste_R = true;
}

if (*dchO.dchsta == ’S’ //popup di allerta....
{
//lo devo gestire da interattivo.... DIO @$%&/?^!!"!
esiste_S = true;
}

nessuna = false;
}
dsql_end (qry2);

.....
.....
stavo prendendo in mano del vecchio codice scritto tempo fa... penso che il commento in grassetto sia garanzia della mia abilita in fatto di programmazione...


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lunedì 28 novembre 2005 - ore 10:42



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


Ebbene si.... ciò che era stato prospettato è successo!

Sabato sera festa desfo... co tanto de clamorosa debacle sbabbara

risultato finale:
Lo re in stato interessante,
il qui presente in bagno in zona lavandino con tentativo di addobare le pareti della stanza,
Belphegor steso per K.O. tecnico alla sesta ripresa... ehhmmm alla sesta Gordon con grappa...

Un macello...

pure dio Odino ci ha ripresi.....

No va ben!!!! bisogna che recuperemo!!! ASSOLUTAMENTE!!
promessa o minaccia.... o voi ogni libera interpretazione!



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venerdì 25 novembre 2005 - ore 10:00



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


Qua nevica...... minchia!!!!!

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giovedì 24 novembre 2005 - ore 23:07



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


ormai se lo son fatti tutti... potevo mancare io?



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giovedì 24 novembre 2005 - ore 17:11



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


... e come va adesso?

così!





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mercoledì 23 novembre 2005 - ore 11:04


giornata devastante!
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


pessima giornata!!!
al momento....

Dream Theater - Panic Attack

All wound up
On the edge
Terrified

Sleep disturbed
Restless mind
Petrified

Bouts of fear
Permeate
All I see

Heightening
Nervousness
Threatens me

I am paralyzed
So afraid to die

Caught off guard
Warning signs
Never show

Tension strikes
Choking me
Worries grow

Why do I feel so numb
Is it something to do with where I come from
Should this be fight or flight
I don’t know why I’m constantly so uptight

Rapid heartbeat pounding through my chest
Agitated body in distress
I feel like I’m in danger
Daily life is strangled by my stress

A stifling surge
Shooting through all my veins
Extreme apprehension
Suddenly I’m insane

Lost all hope for redemption
A grave situation desperate at best

Why do I feel so numb
Is it something to do with where I come from
Should this be fight or flight
I don’t know why I’m constantly reeling

Helpless hysteria
A false sense of urgency
Trapped in my phobia
Possessed by anxiety

Run
Try to hide
Overwhelmed by this complex delirium



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martedì 22 novembre 2005 - ore 14:21



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


Dream Theater - Octavarium
IV. Intervals (18:28-19:56) Lyrics by Mike Portnoy

[Root]
Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath
Remove all obstacles from our path

[Second]
Asking questions
Search for clues
The answer’s been right in front of you

[Third]
We try to break through
Long to connect
Fall on deaf ears with failed muted breath

[Fourth]
Loyalty, trust, faith and desire
Carries love through each darkest fire

[Fifth]
Tortured insanity
A smothering hell
Try to escape but to no avail

[Sixth]
The calls of admirers
Who claim they adore
Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more

[Seventh]
Innocent victims for merciless crimes
Fall prey to some madman’s for impulsive designs

[Octave]
Step after step
We try controlling our fate
When we finally start living it’s become to late

Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium


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martedì 22 novembre 2005 - ore 10:57



(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


Octavarium - Dream Theater
I. Someone Like Him (0:00-8.44) Lyrics by John Petrucci

I never wanted to become
Someone like him
So secure
Content to live each day
Just like the last
I was sure I knew that
This was not for me
And I wanted so much more
Far beyond what I could see
So I swore that I’d
Never be someone like him

So many years have passed
Since I proclaimed
My independance
My mission
My aim
And my vision
So secure
Content to live each day
Like it’s my last
It’s wonderful to know
That I could be
Something more than what I dreamed
Far beyond what I could see
Still I swear that I’m
Missing out this time

As far as I could tell
Theres nothing more I need
But still I ask myself
Could this be everything
Then all I swore
That I would never be was now
So suddenly
The only thing
I wanted
To become
To be someone just like him


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