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In these days of scarce time and sleepless nights, missing the diopter to stay ahead all'oridnatore additional time and write this wonderful blog.
For this reason everyone wants to talk, send messages and text messages, consider partially diverted to the following directions.

http://www.last.fm/user/cizuti
My profile on last.fm. You have not yet tried the latest radio station to destroy all the others? Well, it's never too late. Let us for a ride.

twitter.com / cizuti
My paginino on twitter. You have not yet succumbed to the Twitter phenomenon a few seconds later to exclaim: But what the hell is this? And what is it? Well, time to rectify.

If you wish to see my current mixed litter box, have a look at:
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the next.

ps. I can imagine a return to the blog. But I do not think the time to launch it with the commitments currently active. We will see later.

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Ferran

day of writing today. Indeed resistance to writing.

By the end of the course we have to write an essay called. Why is hidden, I do not know. It seems that the master we are doing will turn soon into a master official, or recognized by a university. For this reason, they will need to demonstrate that in addition to everything else their students are also academic research.
Yeah, well, The problem is that the timing of it are scarce. The desire less. And then there
who'd read this damn essay? Question
lawful. But no significant responses.

So what? Come up with a very personal goal to write some pages on a similar topic. I'll make the great cooks, or, rather, cooks on the media, more or less large.
second thought: I do not like a thesis, but like a book. A small book in the form of short (very short) essay. I already thought aspect of the design of the cover and inside pages.
now missing is the content.

I have adjusted the index at least 4 times. Pages written: 1 until yesterday, 4 so far. Prospects emerge unscathed: no. Nights in White: not yet received, but well-defined horizon.

This in conjunction with the quarterly work group and the personal website of the portfolio, which fortunately I have a good delivery and then only on July 28.

Back to Ferran Adrià. Let's see if I can finish the chapter on him.

Night, night.

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Orgullo

Wonderfully chilled by an atmosphere worthy of pais vasco, walk to Madrid in search of a new apartment. We need to start from September. We have seen some, but right now no one quite convincing. Some were quite ugly or unsuitable to accommodate sentient life. In dark conditions, with little space, with too much rent to pay, with piles of bulky furniture and troublesome genes.
That was yesterday.
fact was the day before yesterday. Last night
teamwork, storm of ideas (as my mom is this bad translation) to the key concept of our quarterly campaign. We believe we. It comes to designing some banners and a microsite for the launch of the "new" (so to speak) Alfa Romeo MiTo. We believe that the appropriate concept is: "La búsqueda of myth." Let's see as we put into action. We're looking at a competition (even considering that we have already made a name for the contest is that the logo of the new Alfa Romeo model.
Today last lesson of the week. Coming into class I touched the curtain to pull it up and fell . miserably. Instead, there is a lot of light.

finesettima This is full of Madrid Orgullo. The fate of the capital in the hands of Chueca.
Agur.

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Pecan Nuts

What a great thing the ceramic knife. Always sharp, always white. The only thing is that when I bought it seems to me to cut with a plate. At the sight all right, genial, hearing and touch, you need a little 'getting used to. And then I know why, but even if they say that China is almost hard as diamond, I'm always afraid that I slip from his hands and goes to pieces at any moment.
After years of waiting, I finally made a cake with pecans. Why wait all this time? Well, because in Italy (or Spain), the pecans are not very good. I had to track down two packets in a Migros in Geneva. These Swiss, they know more than a Giuliano Ferrara. Total: the cake was good, but perhaps a bit 'too intense. Go and you trust the recipes in the books. Next time, less sugar. And with all those nuts a slice just for ten days. Next target
the Crème Caramel.
Continuing courses of PHP, HTML and Flash. Now only a couple of months at the end of the little master. Who's in Italy in August? The first two weeks.
We'll see? We'll see.

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rains. Government Lladró.



How prometido my new release in a short film we made as a work group of the course. Assuming that one can see well and correctly on your kind and friendly screens, will not detain you for a long time out of your urgent business and the glow of these days almost summer that 2008 gives us. It is about a minute, so do not even need that describes the content and I dwell on Enforced or sparkling analysis. Only a Short about the silence. Enjoy, if you will.

Ps. The next time I filmed talking out of sync and explaining the film. This time, since it is not even a film, I can do without and, wishing you a good night, say goodbye.

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Another episode of the famous (?) Section: What does the tattoo all day?
To make sure that does not believe that you spend your time sipping apple juice and watching the basket of fruit rot in avocados, I will posting some 'stuff I worked on lately.

However, I finally found a tea that we need to JAPANESE restaurant. And I did escort. This is the Sencha. I say, nice pool. Well, yes. Not bad. tienda where we go to tea usually also have a Finest Sencha, a word to the wise. Today

absence. I did not go to school. Yesterday I had a little 'fever. Better sleep and recover for tomorrow when there will be the first lesson of a new course, but with a teacher that we already had, and which I believe is the best of you commit. A hands down. Too bad we do not make more hours. In the second quarter we did with him the video editing classes. Very, very useful. Oh, and by the way, as soon as I can, I'll put online the final work of the course: a short one-minute short. Let's say for the next post.

you later.
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work? I think so.

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After the second quarter, when another begins. By some called "the third". We start talking about anywhere. Design of pages, relational databases, handling flash and stuff like that.
say that the third quarter is the hardest and most important. What accounts for the third quarter more than the others: 40% of the final grade, instead of a modest 20% the previous two quarters.
Well, that fear.
Professor of web design during the first lesson he said he began making websites in '98.
him I say that I started in '96?
does not matter.
Good breakfast. Me so hungry.

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Logbook of the Captain. Today, May 5 we go back to class. After 4 days of rest from the obligations colleges. A long bridge that is still felt short. But there will be a completely equal are among just under two weeks, in correspondence with the feast of San Isidro, patron saint of good Madriz. Why the English

banging against the car when they park? They go into a place, where they should not try to enter (and too small for their cars, obviously) and then push with the ever-so-significant bumper cars in front and behind, desperately trying to make room. A few days ago while walking back home I notice a driver facing a parking lot. Now, of course his car in that place no one could enter. You could see, clearly, by miles. What does he do? Try to enter without fear. And, strange case, can not. Beats in a car, in the other, then back into first. But we do not enter. Strange. The nature of the problem? At least 40 inches too. Here, I say, because a taxi driver should try a maneuver like that? A taxi driver. Imagine, it is believed, is expected to some extent has already taken in his career. Still, a good English, he tries. Yeah.

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Flakes


After a brief pause in Grenoble, country butter and spider crabs, we again in Geneva, French canton, Switzerland, World. Actually we got back yesterday, fresh fresh after a couple of train: Grenoble-Lyon, Lyon-Geneva. Interesting the airport to the station of Lyon: find a nice patisserie / boulangerie where to buy a couple of sandwiches and two mini pain au chocolat. All delicious and eaten on the train at noon, more to break the boredom of the journey that hunger. Today
different from the usual breakfast (usually it's toast, butter and jams). A healthy oatmeal, for a change. The proverbial porridge. I started with enthusiasm and rapidez, but after only four spoonfuls I began to slow down and turn around the hot flakes, stalling. A few sighs dopo, abbandonavo l'enorme distesa lattosa. Sarà per la prossima volta. L'idea dell'oatmeal, l'immagine del quacchero sorridente, mi affascina molto più della sua realtà.
Sazi di carboidrati, ci siamo avviati verso il centro. In discesa verso la brulicante umanità cittadina.
Abbiamo comprato formaggi e visitato un negozio di spezie e cucina internazionale. Trovato dei buoni punti di partenza per il green curry di stasera.

Sto fotografando cartelli pubblicitari, ultimamente. Colleziono biglietti da visita, brochure, depliant. La Svizzera in questo senso ha sempre molto da offrire.

Le previsioni del tempo dicono neve tra domani e venerdì. Sembra strano, ma potrebbe succedere. Domani, pane tostato.

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Switzerland of the Brave

We are in Geneva, a city of sea, and rose colors. The scenery is incredible here at last I have the pleasure of experiencing the magic of the desert, the impossible suffer greatly. In this land of fishermen speak a Slavic language, not too far from the Serbian-Croatian. Men and women wearing headscarves move only in battered motorbikes, relics of ancient technological Russian occupation. The few shops in town are open 24 hours a day and are the characteristic mint tea for watering delicacies of the desert: cous cous, chicken and lamb, sauteed vegetables and delicious desserts to the plate by several layers of phyllo dough, almonds, drops chocolate and grapes passes. I never get tired of eating their very low tables, sitting on a carpet decorated with birds and gaudy decor. The people we meet seem friendly and we would like to try out a few words of English that we know to start a conversation, but could not find the necessary courage, to speak the indigenous movements and look at us curiously.
This afternoon we will take a couple of camels across the dunes that separate us from neighboring France. An old friend is waiting for us in Grenoble, a charming French village in the fjords. I hope to introduce us to reach our region's natural wonders and delicious dishes of salmon and herring affumincate. Before night we do not forget to visit the museum to admire the archaeological remains People's Viking horned helmets already imagine the enormous and skeletons of elephants of Hannibal. We spend the night in the little igloo of our guests, enjoying the warmth of teak wood burning bursting into fire. Maybe we could stay there longer. Instead the following morning (tomorrow) we will return our land in Switzerland. We have secured an ultra-luxury cabin on a steam ship along the Rhine will lead us kindly fate. oppressive humidity of the tropics.

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few meters underground


Fortunately, after some time you take the subway, you get used to. No more staring
traveling through the various lines that cover the walls. Do not you think more that the line drawn necessarily see the same one which you are traveling. By now you know you put them all up there by chance, because you can be confusing.
not to repeat aloud the name of the stop after the lady announcer. Do many tourists.
no longer move your abono monthly by a pair of trousers to another. E 'useless, so you forget it at home.
no longer fit in the car that you abono renews leaving him wrapped in protective plastic. The barcode is not read and think that all the machines of this puta station is against you. No more lost
to listen to those who come and play songs on English guitars unlikely. Your music is a volume other than the last concert of Judas Priest from beneath the stage. And you like classical.
no longer sit back and wait for the moral imperatives that are formed in your head to make room for one or another passenger. Do not you ever sit down, full stop. No more surprising
horrible smell of candy when you descend to palomitas Sol is simply no need to get to Sol. Never again.
No more trying to convince himself that those tracks are on the platform of viscous liquid of water percolating from above or beer poured on the ground. E 'vomiting. To me Vo. Or blood.
No more running down the steep stairs to catch the train that is already the starting whistle. It passes another in a minute, trunk. Quiet.

And finally no longer take the metro. El Pais and buy you nice beautiful mountains on the bus. Soon we are.

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Navacerrada


Day to all.
Today is Monday. And like every Monday I could not write anything. Instead.

Yesterday, Sunday is called, we went on a trip with some of my classmates. Destination Navacerrada, a village in the Sierra madrilegni where many took refuge in the summer. Practically a local Maresca, subject to necessary differences: power and language.
We started very early (in English). We had to set the interchange 10e30 (another Italian word?) Of Moncloa. Beautiful area of \u200b\u200bthe exit meter. We can get an idea for next year. I called the outlet of the bus was just me and Shanti and Pablo and his girlfriend, Rebecca. There should have been the other Michael, but did not give any sign of life and the bus was leaving, what can you do?
The other, or rather the other, would come by car. Arantxa, Eva, Ainhoa \u200b\u200band her friend, Iona (beg your pardon, I do not know how to spell). Oh I forgot, with them was Marley, the cocker of Arantxa. Bob Marley not just Marley.
From Madrid it only takes 50 minutes to reach the 1200 meters Navacerrada. How strange, as early 1200. Yes, one does not mind, but in Madrid we are already at 600 meters above sea level. The journey is quiet, if you can not bear the tax would be excessive speed and driver from sporty rumble bumps that give the final blow to those who are about to vomit.
climate of the day.
sky covered with clouds at times not too threatening. Mighty wind for all the cold makes you feel better.
Progamme del'escursione: a ride around the artificial lake. Also said Pantano. These Spaniards.
Then, take refuge in a local restaurant terraces. A little shelter and very cold. Tortilla delicious. Sandwiches in the backpack and brought lovingly prepared by myself in the morning: do not use. Good for dinner.
After the meal, the discovery of coffee candy, which is near Thailand: coffee with a fund condensed milk.
We still have some 'of sunlight available, but with two trips in the car of Arantxa, try again rifgio warm. This time with success. In a cabin restaurant where there are herbal teas and hot chocolate.
7e30 Return to Madrid for the evening. Many noted
possible destinations for next time. While the good weather is coming, and the snow recedes.
tardes y buena suerte Buonas.

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today we were in the house all day until about 6 pm. Then we went to see a documetario on a English chef who tried to win the world championship of cuisine in Lyon. The title is El pez, el y el cangrejo real chicken . Very cute and
fun. In competition at the Berlinale. How to Calm the Chaos with Moretti hope that arrivals in Spain. Then we ate a crepe
salt in a small restaurant a bit 'too much in the same street teeming with people of the cinema. Then
close to the center. And the other two back home to see the bronze statues that are placing at night (from last night) near the Prado, Paseo del Prado homonymous, to be precise. They are all works of Igor Mitoraj, Polish sculptor with a studio in Pietrasanta. If I am not mistaken was the one who made that huge face and other sculptures for the Pisa airport about a year ago. The writing on the crates containing the pieces are all in Italian, and trucks that transport them too. Shanti says: ma non avrenno paura che qualcuno le rubi, così lasciate in giro di notte? Certo, come no.
Notte.

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Well, as it appears the result of the poll isn't very clear. Three people said I should write in English. Three other people said quite the opposite. What to do, what to do? I guess I'll just do whatever I want, as usual.

It's been quite a week, the one that's finished last Sunday. My group and I managed to hand in the so-called trimestral on Thursday evening. Well in advance on the deadline (Friday morning). I'm not used to such timeliness, so I was quite surprised at how it went. Being very organised paid well in the end.
Next Friday instead we'll have to face the dreaded tribunal , three people of the school who will judge our performance in presenting (i.e. selling) our work. Hay que venderles la moto. We are planning our strategy and preparing all the printed and digital material we'll need for the presentation. That includes a black t-shirt with a black and white picture of a 50's woman showing her tongue that's supposed to summarise the whole philosophy of our work. Enough said.

What else. Oh yes, almost the entire class went out last Thursday night to celebrate the end of an endless trimester. We met at 10.30 at metro Tribunal. From there we went to 4 or 5 bars, it's hard to remember them all. Around venue number 4, we lost two good soldiers to the puke. But we marched on recklessly to the next place, only to be inevitably disbanded by adverse bouncers, unbeatable sleep and a surge of drunken quarrels. I came home at 5 in the morning, walking back from Chueca in the pleasant chill of a deserted Paseo del Prado.

On Sunday, we finally got rid of a sister of a friend of Pablo's, who had been haunting our house for a week. She was supposed to look for a room to rent for her four months of studies in Madrid. The thing is she was a weird combination of picky and lazy. And that doesn't help when looking for a place to stay, especially if you're staying at some quasi-stranger's, not to mention eating my cereals. OK, I seldom have cereals in the morning; actually I hardly ever have breakfast at all: I wait for the half-hour recess at 11 to eat a nice croissant a la plancha. Still, I want options, alright?

On monday, Pablo's Mum arrived from Germany (no, she's French but she lives in Germany). She's leaving tomorrow. On Saturday, Shanti's cousin from Connecticut (the land of the Girlmore Girls) is coming to stay. But just for the weekend.

Stay tuned.

Ps. I know, I got a bit lazy with Verboxes, but who reads them anyway? (Thanks to Marco, for he does).

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Gente, animo.
Mi pare che mi toccherà incominciare a fare domanda all'AIRE per farmi votare dalla Spagna. Forse un po' d'aire ci vorrebbe anche per voi, cari abitanti belpaese of our residents. But I see far from reaching.

Today I went back to work at the home of one of the group. We carry on the work of the quarterly is a beauty. Or at least, it seems. After hours in front of the computer, then a conviction. His
piso is Goya. What a beautiful place, what a beautiful neighborhood. Next year we'll try something in that area. Goya, List, Avenida de America, we'll see. Surely a bit 'to the north, and towards more active and industrialized area of \u200b\u200bMadrid. Teeming with people, Goya, but not crazy crazy. It seems bustling but quiet. Does it exist?

I started taking a little 'bus. I found that I might shorten a little 'journey to go to school. So take a little 'bit of a meter and a' bus. So much the same subscription. It's just as easy. Then at least you see a little 'por arriba the city instead of always from below, as topos.

Yesterday Andrew, who usually delights us with a good apple pie, has done a good banana cake. Soft but firm, sweet but not cloying. Of course, it disappeared within a day. Hence the maximum: the banana takes less than an apple.

vegetables at home are over. Tomorrow we need to do some 'expense. You can not live alone and Pepper Cheese. If even good.

We want to go see Caramel. But we have not taken the opportunity. To see This Is England we are waiting for our friend Ase find the right day. Then there is The Band's Visit and There Will Be Blood (the new Paul Thomas Anderson). A brief should also exit the highly anticipated (at least by me) Blueberry Nights, the latest in Wong Kar-Wai. With Jude Law and Norah Jones. See, see. And what about The Other Boleyn Girl? Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson in a single film. But come on, I can not go to the cinema three times a day.

We saw The Darjeeling Limited here called Viaje a Darjeeling. Last effort of the other Anderson (Wes). Im the short-perdibile prefilmic with the ubiquitous (it's on the cover of every magazine at the time), Natalie Portman. The film: soft, colorful, warm and kind. In addition to mad and stunned, as usual. Owen Wilson's face is always worth every euro of the ticket. Once you feel like Bill Murray appeared to pay off.

tomorrow.

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Retrato


Maybe I can do to update Verboxes once a day. But I still do not know. It's only been three days.
And then all those words mean nothing. It would be better if it forms a story. But
form. The fact is that it is not easy to identify the thread.
Other aid to solving the mystery:
1. words are not red or black for a reason. This is random assignment.
2. sometimes two or three adjacent words are adjacent for a reason.
3. other times, no. Or rather, not to a predetermined pattern.
4. the titles of each article are always titles of songs or albums. Google will serve well to something.
5. The murderess is the goalkeeper.

But how are you all? Let us hear from time to time. Feel the speaker.
is approaching the end of the quarter, and yesterday we finally delivered the final paper for the class of Fundamentos. It was a small version of a corporate identity manual. Me and my group have done to a bookstore cafe called Hoy Book. I believe that the work did not come then too bad. However it was interesting. Invent a brand from scratch and build a house of cards until you have a credible business was not easy. When I speak of course I mean credible business identity and image of the undertaking, or the appearance of which we are concerned. If then, economically speaking, a company like that could work, well ... that's another story. The important thing was to develop a coherent concept, which is then reflected in all aspects of brand identity. From business cards to interior decoration, mugs used in the cafeteria, the type of funrgoncino used for promotion on the streets of the city.

That said, we still have to work and finish the real work of the final quarter. Yesterday I sat down with the owners of the group. We four. We met at the home of one of them. Productive afternoon. Good intentions and some results, after many conversations to ascertain the theoretical concept and the kind of aesthetics that we wanted to achieve in this work. It seems that the conceptualization, however, both served long enough. We have a solid foundation on which to work the next day. Until next Thursday, to be precise. On Friday, the delivery.

I leave you, at least until tomorrow, with the portrait drawn crowds to the course of Photoshop. Have fun.

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verboxes

I'm back. Shall we call it a long Christmas holiday?
I just wish to tell you about my new blog: Verboxes . What is it? A new embodiment of my diary. Every day a box of words. Words Chosen to Represent my day here in the world. Or everyone's day.
Take a look at it.
Any comments?

I'm back. After "some" day of absence.
reappear to signal a new goal: given a popular blog every day. This is Verboxes . All clear? No.
Verboxes is the new shape of my diary. Every day a box of words. The words of that day. Here in Madrid. There, in the world. When you have a moment, take a look.
Opinions?

Hola. Acabo de volver a mi pobre blog. Las vacaciones de Navidad, los deberes, los trabajos de fin de quarter. Demasiadas cosas a la vez. Ahora todo está acabado cases. Solo nos queda el quarterly. We will deliver on Friday of next week. If nothing unusual happens earlier. Today
would just like to present my new blog. called Verboxes . And what is that? This is my new diary form. A box of words every day. A box of words to count my days and those of others. Have a look.
"Opinions?

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