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  <title>Nilechorwen Telerusse</title>
  <subtitle>Nilechorwen Telerusse</subtitle>
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    <name>Nilechorwen Telerusse</name>
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  <updated>2009-01-16T12:44:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:16825</id>
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    <title>Obnaruzenie nedovzorvavshihsia granat...</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T12:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-16T12:44:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pomnit, gospoda, moi stradania po povodu otslezivania moego LJ iz Ispanii? Skoree vsego, kak i obiasnila mne osoba, etim zanimavshayasia, ona nichego plohogo ne hotela, my deistvitelno podrugi, a LJ byl ne pod kliuchom, a v svobodnom dostupe. &lt;br /&gt;No vot poslestvia peredahi poluchennoi informazii...&lt;br /&gt;Na dniah umer odin nash znakomyi - infarkt, v minuty ushel. A my druzim s ego synom, nu i poshli poproshatsia. I vstretili tam eshe odnogo znakomogo, s koim davnenko ne videlis. I smotrit on na menia neskolko stranno. Razgovorilis.&lt;br /&gt;Luchshe b ne razgovarivalis.&lt;br /&gt;Tot post, v kotorom ya kak-to omolvilas, chto u menia byla zaderzka, i, mol, nezaberemenela li ya, byl pereveden i peredan opredelennomu lizu. Kto sie lizo pomnit - tot znaet, o kom ya.&lt;br /&gt;Lizo ze eto, vesma svoeobraznoe, ne skazat huze, peredalo etu "novost" v sovershenno iskazennom vide, takim obrazom ne tolko pochti sorvav nam Estelcon, no i zastaviv Ylmira stradat neimoverno (o chem on, estestvenno, molchal), potomu chto izvestie o tom, chto ya na chetvertom mesiaze beremennosti yasno dalo emu poniat, chto roga u nego v svoe vremia byli bolshimi i vetvistymi. No ved vse eto nepravda! Pochemu ya dolzna seichas vse eto vsem obiasniat? pochemu opiat ona vlezla v nashu zizn? pochemu ee mest mn i Vestri ne ogranichivaetsia mnou i Vesri - ibo nam na nee ... s vysokoi Himringovskoi bashni - a eshe i ranit drugih, ni v chem pered nei ne povynnyh, liudei? Nu chto ei - mordu nabit, chto li? A tak tianet!&lt;br /&gt;Gospoda, kak s etim borotsia? Seichas nachinaut, kak trupy-podsnezniki po vesne, vylezat na svet ee "nerazorvavshyesia granaty" - a eshe bolshe eto pohoze na miny zamedlennogo deistvia. S dermom vnutri. Sama ona ni razu ne popytalas pogovorit ni so mnoi ni s Meldo, no derma na nas navalila takuiu kuchu, chto grebem, da vse ne razgrebem nikak. Tolko vrode kak vse razyasnim i raschistim - opa! eshe valitsia iz-za ugla!&lt;br /&gt;Vot ya , kak Chernyhevskii, i sprashivau vas - CHTO DELAT????</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:15918</id>
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    <title>Gotovtes - ya opiat edu!!!</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T19:28:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T19:28:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Narod, ya edu!!! 15 dekabria budu v stolize nashei Rodiny!!! Hotelos by kak-to eto delo - visit moi - splanirovat. Kto meniua zahochet videt? (Ah, vot i kto menia smozet obogret? zelatelno ne skovorodoi po golove)&lt;br /&gt;I eshe sootvetstvennyi vopros - chego vezti komu???&lt;br /&gt;Meldo priedert 23go, s roditeliami, no po nocham my budet svobodny. Jeje&lt;br /&gt;Ya budu do 8go yanvaria. Meldo s roditeliami otbudet 3go.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:15787</id>
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    <title>zimniaa spiachka</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T16:00:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T16:00:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">vchera s utra k nam prishla zenshina, kotoraya moei svekrovi pomogaet po hoziaistvu. Tak kak kvartiru my vse eshe otmyvaem, a u menia = strah vysoty, to mne ee prislali v kachestve podkreplenia. Ona dolgo zvonila v dver , potom ispugalas i ppobezala v shkolu = moia svekrov uchitelniza. Tuda ee nepustili, ibo shli zaniatia. Ona v panike pobezala k nim domoi i eshe zastala svekra, korotyi kak raz shel na rabotu. Vdvoem oni priskakali k nam pod dver i vot IH OBSHII zvonok my uslyshali. Ona boyalas, chto u menia ocherednoi priostup migreni i chto on zakonchiolsia insultom. A my prosto SPALI.&lt;br /&gt;Eto eshe ne vse. Vecherom dogovorilis so svekroviu, chto ona ko mne priedet posle zaniatii i my vmeste poedem perevozit dvuh ostavshihsia v ee dome kotov. Ya ih perevozu postepenno dlia postroenia nuznoi mne ierarhii.&lt;br /&gt;Tak vot, ona mne dolzna byla pozvonit po mobilniku u priehat. Ya prilegla na paru chasov, potou chtpo prozess sbora polok i etazerok meniaz neskolko utomil. Prosypaus ya ottogo, chto nado mnoi stoit moi Meldo, s s overshenno belym lizom, triaset menia za plechi i zovet, priochem MOIM elefiiskim imenem, a ego roditeli plachut za fone svezepokrashennyh sten spalni.&lt;br /&gt;Oni pytalis dostuchatsia, dozvonitsia i voobshe kak=to voiti v kontakt v techenie TREH chasov. Vestri reshil, chto uze=taki VSE. Maman ih vydernula s raboty i vse takoe prochee. &lt;br /&gt;Interesno to, chto na moem mobilnike ne bylo NI ODNOGO p÷ropushennogo zvonka. Pod sobershenno ofigevshimi vzgliadami rodichei mobilnik ozil i nachal vydavat soobshenia o postupivshih na nego, zarazu, zvonkah trehchasovoi davnosti.&lt;br /&gt;V itoge imeem = roditelei so svoei kopiei kliuchei, Vestri s uverennostiu v tom, chto u menia kakie=to nevedómye sposobnosti glushit vhodiashie zvonki, i ves segodniashnii den = ZVONKI, tak, na vsiakii sluchai, malo li chto = so storony vsego semeistva.&lt;br /&gt;NU I CHTO ETO BYLO´, ya vas sprashivau...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:15427</id>
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    <title>chitaite, o pishushie, i ne govorite, chto ne chitali!</title>
    <published>2008-11-06T15:45:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-06T15:45:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Posle neveroyatnyh ispytanii, polnyh tragedii (malenkih), nervov (bolshih) i radostei (nezdannyh) MY PEREEHALI!!! MY - eto Vestri, 6 kotov i ya. Ohrenet - po-drugomu ne vyrazitsia!&lt;br /&gt;ITAK!&lt;br /&gt;Hot mne malo kto pishet, no VDRUG vam nu ochen zahochetsia eto sdelat...ilki budete prohodit riadom i "dai, dumau, zaidu"...&lt;br /&gt;ELENA MAKAROVA&lt;br /&gt;AV.GENERALITAT, 1, 3º 4ª, ABRERA, 08630, BARCELONA, ESPAÑA&lt;br /&gt;Vot imenno tak, s maaaalenkimi "o" i "a" nad, sootvetstvenno, ziframi 3  i 4.&lt;br /&gt;Kak pridu v sebia - izlozu uzas popodrobnee.&lt;br /&gt;Da, u nas v shkafu zivet Nosfer, ves v obfuskazii, tolko po nocham skripit strashno chem-to. Navernoe, dveriu. A mozet, kak Vestri govorit. eto on za nami podgliadyvaet, vyaerist neispravimyi... Pust ego, nehai zivet, avos eshe prigoditsia...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:15256</id>
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    <title>nilechorwen @ 2008-10-29T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T21:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T21:12:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NAROD!!!! Srochno ishite - &lt;br /&gt;www.howitschouldhaveended.com&lt;br /&gt;a tam -  the lord of the rigs,&lt;br /&gt;ili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=1yqVD0swvWU"&gt;http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=1yqVD0swvWU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samoe smeshnoe, eto to, chto mne vsegda kaalos, chto imenno tk i nado bylo postupit s samogo nachala.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:14870</id>
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    <title>Krugom vragi!!!!</title>
    <published>2008-09-14T19:52:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-14T19:52:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nu ne to chtoby vragi, a vse-taki... &lt;br /&gt;Ne hochu, po poniatnym rezonam - davat opredelennye svedenia v moih iospanskih istochnikah. Tak na z tebe - dokopalis do moego LJ, ne polenilis perevesti - !!! - ne znaya russkogo!!! - i prihodit mne SMS "A eto pravda, chto ty beremenna?". Mda, nado srochno uchitsia pisat "pod zamok". No ved protivno ze!!! Nu neuzeli nado vse eshe v nashe vremia obiasniat - tem bolee Nolde! - chto, kogda komu to chego to ne govoriat, tak eto imenno potomu, chto goovorit ne hotiat, i chto perevodit moi posty s russkogo popahivaet voennym shpionazem???</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:14647</id>
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    <title>nu edu ya, edu...</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T12:59:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T12:59:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Edem my vdvoiem, Vestri i ya. Chisla 19-20 budem v Moskve. Esli kto zelaet obshatsia - milosti prosim. Do 27 my v vashem rasporiazenii - a takze v maminom i papinom, ne obizaites, esli chto. Novostei kucha. Zaodno imenno po priezde budem znat, naskolko uspeshno proshli popytki zachatia naslednika (po mneniu Vestri - naslednizy) New-Himringa. Esli podtverditsia polozytelnyi rezultat - ustroim pianku!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:14516</id>
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    <title>te, kto liubit menia - za mnoi..</title>
    <published>2008-05-25T21:36:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T21:36:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dorogie moi. Ne znau, kak vam vsem priznatsia. No v zizni moei proizoshli mnozestvennye izmenenia. Tak chto - sudite sami. &lt;br /&gt;Novost pervaya - plohaya - ? -  nashi s Ylmirom otnoshenia zashli v logicheskii tupik. To bish zakuklilisi pereshli snachala v stadiu stupora, a zatem v pianoe nedoumenie iz serii "kto eto zdes hodit?". Odnim slovom, my bolshe ne vmeste, hotia otnoshenia u nas s nim horoshie. (Blin, kak u Shtirliza s tovarishami po rabote v reije...)&lt;br /&gt;Vo-vtoryh, kazetsia, sluchilos to, chto ves mir Aulievyh synov zdal let... mnogo. Elde soedinilas s odnim iz nih. Zit v podzemnye dvory ne tianet, no oshushenie vladenia vsemi sokrovishami mira - v odnom ego lize - nalichestvyet. Aneth i Aena, prostite menia, chto ne dozdalas vashego zvonka. Tak mne, vidimo, na rodu bylo napisano. Ya ochen schastliva. Ne mne obsuzdat vyshivki Vaire...&lt;br /&gt;Tak chto vot...&lt;br /&gt;Kto-to poraduetsia. Kto-to osudit. &lt;br /&gt;Namo klianus - ne meniala odnogo na drugogo. Snachala zakonchlos odno. Potom, kak dar, prishlo drugoe.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:14120</id>
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    <title>kak trogatelno...</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T14:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T14:21:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Vot snoska - www.ellf.ru/nem/60-70-80/&lt;br /&gt;ochen trogatelnaya pamiatka o tom, kak eto bylo... a ved i pravda...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:13695</id>
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    <title>SPASIBO</title>
    <published>2008-01-16T20:37:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-16T20:37:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spasibo vsem i oto vseh.&lt;br /&gt;Za poezdku v Niznii - nepremenno vyberus eshe i ne odin raz. Nezabyvaemo!!! Ylmir otogrelsia na tretii den v Pitere...&lt;br /&gt;Za Moskvu - Legende, Morwaenu s suprugoi, Ene i Aneth, vsem!&lt;br /&gt;Dixi za ee priezd - ya byla tak rada! Mozet, budesh moiei mamoi v Alqualonde? Esli vyberus...&lt;br /&gt;Korotkie i dlinnye koty -  navsegda v moiem serdze i pamiati!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tinwen, my chestno zvonili v Pitere, no nam kazali, chto etot nomer vremenno zablokirovan... Spasibo za otel!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kak ze ya uze po vsem soskuchilas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Spasibo Helecu za zvonki i Tilbertu za nezabyvaemuiu noch - i glaz von tomu, kto pro eto NE TAK podumaet!!!&lt;br /&gt;Skoro, skoro my priedem, chtoby ostatsia!!!&lt;br /&gt;URA!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:13381</id>
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    <title>A kto u nas v Novgorode?</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T13:40:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T13:40:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Narod!!! Nashi zarubeznye gosti zazdut zaehat na odin (1) den v Novgorod po puti v Piter. U nas est sviazi s kem-nibud tam, chtoby hot kak-to nas sorientirovali? Pomniu chudesnyiy paru ottuda na Elfcone , no poteriala ih telefon!!! Mozno s nimi kak-to sviazatsia???</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:12959</id>
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    <title>K vam edet revizor!!!</title>
    <published>2007-11-27T11:39:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-27T11:39:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A eto ya k vam edu!!! Vecherom 20-go dekabria budu v Moskve, esli vse budet horosho. I - do 14 yanvaria.&lt;br /&gt;s 27 po 2 budu v Moskve s Vestri i Urwendi, 1go priedet Ylmir, 2-go poedem v Piter, a s 8-go my s Ylmirom vernemsia v Moskvu. Vot takoi plan.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:12518</id>
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    <title>na zatravku</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T17:25:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-10T17:25:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/nilechorwen/pic/000017dw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/nilechorwen/pic/000017dw/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na zatravku k budushemu otchetu po Estelconu. Szena nazyvaetsia "Ya veriu tebe, Uchitel!". A glazki-to kakie u Melkora...to bish u Vestri...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:12044</id>
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    <title>ya vernulas.... kak zal...</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T13:45:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T13:45:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">nu vot, ya doma. kak ze mne ne hvataet vseh vas!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;uze popytalas prinesti domoi ranennuiu krysu, no Ylmir ugovoril ogranichitsia okazaniem pervoi pomoshi neposredstvenno na meste proishestvia...ne znau, kto byl v bolshem transe - krysa ili okuzaushie...&lt;br /&gt;sobiraemsia na Estelcon...srochno douchivau rol...&lt;br /&gt;Hochu domoi!!! v smysle v Himring...ili hotia by v Moskvu....&lt;br /&gt;Da, Morwaen, dovoriat, Vas mozno pozdravit s... zahodom, tak skazat... Nu i kak Vam OPYT i INFORMAZIA ???</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:11846</id>
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    <title>YA PRIEZZAU!!!! VSE V OCHERED!</title>
    <published>2007-07-27T13:14:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-27T13:14:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Itak. Ya priezzau 4-go. V smysle avgusta. Nenadolgo...NO!!! kak budet s moim neposredstvennym perbyvaniem v stolize - eshe ne znau, tak kak vo mnogom sie zavisit ot maman, a ona - sushestvo zagadochnoe.&lt;br /&gt;Itogo - &lt;br /&gt;BUDU ZVONIT. &lt;br /&gt;Morwaen, poyasnite, chto za strannoe slovo Vy mne napisali na predmet privoza rebenku??? A to ved u menia fantazia burnaya... Naidete dlia menia vremia, a? Tak hochetsia vas vseh uvidet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helerc, ya tebe pozvoniu bukvalno  na dniah, dogovorimsia...sam znaesh o chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kto tram hotel v dush? moi telefon vc Moskve - 268 21 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las, tebe toze pozvoniu...koroche - razoreius ya s vami na zvonkah...s palantirami kak-to bylo proshe...besplatnee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, "pura casualidad", kak govooriat ispanzy i Lasombra ("chistoe sovpadenie") - u menia 3-go - den rozdenia...vot.........</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:11632</id>
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    <title>uteshil...</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T10:37:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T10:37:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ochevidno, v sviazi s nervotrepkoi na rabote,  podgotovkoi k poezdke domoi i proch., opiat nachala pugat okruzaushih svoimi snami. Privychnyi ko vsemu Ylmir pri  takih pristupah gladit menia po golove i kliatvenno obeshaet "v Doriath ne hodit" - obychno eto pomogaet. &lt;br /&gt;No tut posle repetizii ostalsia nochevat Vestri, gnom.  V noch-polnoch ya , vidimo, zaorala i on prishel posmotret, chto so mnoi. Ya, kak vsegda, vzepilas v nego (uz ne znau, vo chto - chto blize lezalo) i nachala moi vechnye ugovory "Ne ezdi v Doriath, nu ne ezdi, nu ya tebia vsem sviatym zaklinau!".&lt;br /&gt;Gnom gluboko vzdohnul i gromko skazal:&lt;br /&gt;- Da syezdili my uze tuda, syezdili...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Govoriat, byla nemaya szena iz "Revizora"...&lt;br /&gt;Gnom pochti uze vyvel sinyak na glazu...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title> s chego by eto???</title>
    <published>2007-07-01T20:43:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-01T20:43:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uze tretii sutki moi koty prinosiat mne trupiki ( bez hvostovoi chasti) malenkih Glaurungov, koi v izobilii vodiatsia u menia v sadu. Rugat ih bespolezno. Obiasniat - tem bolee. Oni vse nesut i nesut svoi...podnoshenia.&lt;br /&gt;Vot ya i dumau - i s chego by eto? neuzto ya vygliazu takoi...ogolodavshei??</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:10893</id>
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    <title>Anekdot</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T22:08:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T22:08:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Razgovarivaut dve damy.&lt;br /&gt;- Vchera v kvartire svet otkliuchili, prishlos vannu pri svechah prinimat!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Glamurnenko!&lt;br /&gt;- Aga, lezish, kak v grobu, v potolok smotrish, a po chetyrem  uglam svechi goriat!&lt;br /&gt;- Hm...Gotichnenko...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:10386</id>
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    <title>OSTOROZNO - ZARAZA!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-26T19:29:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-26T19:29:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kto eshe ne v kurse -u menia vospalenie legkih i, sootvetstvenno, ya bez kompiutera.&lt;br /&gt;Dozidaites, poka ya ne popravlius!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:9866</id>
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    <title>Kto b sovet dal...</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T15:45:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T15:45:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">V peroid podgotovki Merethà pokazalas nam poleznoi ideya rasslabitsia v Himringe - i ustroili my tam v odnu iz nochei nebolshuiu (ocherednuiu) igru po Dark Age. Itogom stal moi nervnyi sryv N1.&lt;br /&gt;Vvodnyye dannye: &lt;br /&gt;Ventrue 7, za kakim-to (vesma konkretnym) hrenom polezshaya v Konstantinopol, a pozze - v Aleppo. 1480 god. So mnoi - Lasombra 7, Capadoccio 6, Setita  - hren ee razberet, kazetsia, toze 7. No ya  ze vo glave ekspedizii, mat ee tak!!!&lt;br /&gt;Itog poka pechalen. Vstretili my Baali 5... Posmeyalsia on nado mnoi... ne ubil...Proklial, svoloch. Ostalnye otsizyvalis v kustah. Teper imeu silnoe zelanie ego ubrat...v smysle sovsem...v smysle ubit. Po pricjine osoboi zlovrenosti vysheupomianutogo obiekta v moiem rasporiazenii prakticheski chto ugodno i kto ugodno - etot Baali nikomu ne simpatichen, NO!!! On ze tak prosto ne sdastsia, a mne eshe moie sushestvovanie ne nadoelo!&lt;br /&gt;Nado:&lt;br /&gt;plan unichtozenia, chtob rybku siest i ...v "zyvyh ostatsia". Mne za etot podvig obeshan Munhen, ves i zelikom, i hotelos by, chtob ne posmertno. &lt;br /&gt;A vremeni (igrovogo) -  nedeloi 2, potom eta tvar popret iz Aleppo  po vsei Evrope i poluchitsia kak-to neudobno pered starshimi tovaishami...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:9651</id>
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    <title>vse ushli na front</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T17:03:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T17:03:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">do sredy menia ne iskat. uezzau v Himring. vernus - otmechus.&lt;br /&gt;Vahsa YA</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:9391</id>
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    <title>Pochti do suda delo doshlo...</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T21:29:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T21:29:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Eshe raz ubezdaus, chto istoria taki da - povtoriaetsia. No chtoby TAK?!&lt;br /&gt;Uze otdelnym tovarisham rasskazyvala pro odnu podrugu mestnuiu, chto silno uvlekaetsia russkim yazykom i Tolkienom odnovremenno. A tut vchera mne eshe odna zvonit, na etot raz iz Madrida. U nee na nosu dissertazia po russkoi grammatike ili chto-to v etom rode, i vremia ot vremeni ona vspominaet, chto u menia nezakonchennoe filologicheskoe i mne zvonit v liuboe vremia sutok na predmet konsultazii. Ona mne - pro russkii yazyk, a ya ei - pro Pervyi Dom - ona booolshaya spezialistka. &lt;br /&gt;Koroche, zvonok, vsia v slezah i sopliah.&lt;br /&gt;- Telerusse, eto uzzasno ( s dvumia "Z", proshu otmetit)&lt;br /&gt;- Che sluchilos-to?&lt;br /&gt;-Nado napisat v Universitet bumagu, i Krisoferu toze, eto tak ostavliat nelzia, chemu u vas detei uchat?&lt;br /&gt;- Po poriadku. Gde deti, a gde universitet. O chem ty??&lt;br /&gt;- Ya iskala v internete chto-to, po povodu primerov grammaticheskih,a tam TAKOE!!!(slezy, sopli, nevniatnye bormotania "Ya im pokazu, kak nad elfiiskim neschastiem izdevatsia!" Mne deistvitelno stanovitsia interesno)&lt;br /&gt;- Nu-nu?&lt;br /&gt;- Tam...detiam..pro smert Finwe!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya nemedlenno vspominau nedavno vidennuiu kartinku pod zvuchnym nazvaniem "Poslednii boi - on trudnyi samyi" - nagliadnyi primer togo, chto detiam NE NADO chitat Silm na noch.&lt;br /&gt;-Nu i?&lt;br /&gt;-Tam...v stihah...&lt;br /&gt;-?????&lt;br /&gt;A TEPER VSEM PRIGOTOVITSIA, ibo dalneiishee chitaetsia vperemeshku so slezami v 33 ruchia.&lt;br /&gt;- Ryzii, ryzii, konopatyi,&lt;br /&gt;Ubil dedushku lopatoi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya nachinau istericheski hohotat, a mne v trubki donositsia:&lt;br /&gt;A on im na sude i otvechaet:&lt;br /&gt;-A ya dedushku ne bil, &lt;br /&gt;A ya dedushku liubil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolgo ya pytalas ei vtolkovat, chto stih poyavilsia zadolgo DO publikazii Silma. Ona dolgo smorkalas v promokshii platochek, a potom skazala:"Kak ze ya vas, visionerov, nenavizu!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Nemaya szena na dva provoda!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:9192</id>
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    <title>The sons of Hurin</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T16:10:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T16:10:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A u nas!!! A nam!!! A my!!!!&lt;br /&gt;U nas uze vyshla kniga - i na ispanskom, i na katalonskom, i na angliiskom!!! I my vse ee kupili!!!!! Teper delo za malym - naiti vremia ee prochitat! Osobo umye uze nashli oshibki v perevode i daze napisali ob etom v zentralnoi presse.&lt;br /&gt;Nichego, vot poedem na etot week-end v Himring (kak zvuchit!!!) - tam, vmesto podgotovki i Merethù - poltory nedeli ostalos! - i pochitaem. Ochevidno, vsluh.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:8845</id>
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    <title>Publichnoe izvinenie</title>
    <published>2007-04-18T13:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-18T13:04:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NARO!&lt;br /&gt;V sviazi s vnosimymi izmeneniyami v ZZ ne uverena, chto do tebia doshli moi izvinenia. Eshe raz - IZVINI, esli deistvitelno obidela. Eto v moi plany ne vhodilo, a vhodilo sovsem drugoe, chto, k slovu skazat, ne vyshlo...Blin, lamatyava, mat ee...&lt;br /&gt;Mne seichas tolko obizennyh mnou ne hvatalo! I bez togo na dushe nagadili koshki - prochem, sudia po zagazennosti, vse srazu, vkliuchaya Bora i Ulfanga...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nilechorwen:7788</id>
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    <title>Horonili Finwe...</title>
    <published>2007-04-12T15:08:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-12T15:08:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ofis. Nachalstvo ushlo poranshe i zvonit. Dialog.&lt;br /&gt;- Ispanki, rabpotaushie v ofise, zaluiutsia, chto tolko oni ubirautsa v ofise!&lt;br /&gt;(u nas uborka po grafiku)&lt;br /&gt;Oksana (kou ya vospityvau v duhe tekerizma-valarizma) -. A ya tut pri chem?&lt;br /&gt;- Ty bolela na proshloi nedele i ne ubiralas!&lt;br /&gt;-Oksana - Zato ubiralas v drugie dni!&lt;br /&gt;Trubka letit na stol. Dalee - ne po telefonu.&lt;br /&gt;Oksana - A esli ya voobshe sdohnu - kto za menia ubirat budet?&lt;br /&gt;Ya - Ne psihui, uberu!&lt;br /&gt;O- Da oni vse na kladbishe priprutsia, iz groba menia vykovyrivat idti podmetat!&lt;br /&gt;Ya - Uspokoisia!&lt;br /&gt;O (ne slushaya menia) - Da mne pomeret - to ne dadut!!! Zamuchaut!!! I poluchitsia - horonili Finwe, porvali dva bayana!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya - tiho spolzaya na pol i podvyvaya ot hohota.&lt;br /&gt;Tut vhodit eshe odna deviza i sprashivaet &lt;br /&gt;_A bayan-to tut pri chem?&lt;br /&gt;Nemaya szena...</content>
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