4.2.1 released iTunes & redsn0w
4.2.1 is released and can be gejailbreaked, but tethered (only for the new devices, iPhone3G, old iPhone3GS, and non-MC iPod touch 2G are jailbreakable as always) ; and buggy. What does that mean?
waiting. The Unlocker anyway, first have to get to run Cydia Dev & co. If everything is stable, there are, as always, a tutorial, step by step. Until then, save 4.1 SHSH and look forward to a jailbreak will come to 100%. Anyone who wants can now are anticipating with redsn0w a jailbreak, which I recommend not .
Source: http://blog.iphone-dev.org/
Jailbreakvideo Dino Zambas, for those who can not wait:
4.2.1 Jailbreak compatibility of the Cydia apps here.
Of course, as always, a so-called Brick impossible!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Over The Counter Tamazepam Usa
You
She laughed - and I was terrified. Her eyes sparkled like a thousand fireflies, a thousand angry, demonic fireflies. Their laughter was reminiscent of a small child who scratched about with sharp fingernails on a chalkboard.
I stood in another corner of the room, far away from her, smoking one cigarette after another and just watched. Watched the scenario watched me watching her.
So we were there, alone, jointly pursued, trapped in my room, the colorful walls of our tacit confrontation tense. She was still laughing - her black hair hung in her face, disheveled - like a madman throwing from left to right, from right to left, clutched it to her half-naked, pale belly.
"You're crazy," she cackled, "my little doll's crazy."
I said nothing, washed carelessly on the floor.
"What the fuck anyway?" The power-filled, self-confident voice of the queen disappeared and was replaced by that of the starving girl that she really was. "What the fuck? Will you tell me that? What the fuck ?
The questions were not addressed to me, so I did not answer it. I wanted to cry but the tears never came. I wanted to laugh, but the Ernst brought the laughter within me. I wanted to scream but my mouth was glued like. I paused only. I said nothing, heard, saw, smelled, tasted, felt it - but I said nothing, as so often.
Their laughter grew louder. "What should I do now? Should I best throw from a bridge that seems to be a good plan "Her brown eyes searched helplessly for my;. As our eyes met and sparks flew everywhere, they giggled like an embarrassed schoolgirl. "Do not you think too? I can jump off a bridge and then I'm mud and then there is no worry and more problems for me. "
I shrugged my shoulders and trembling.
The Queen clutched his face. "Look, even I can howl with laughter, so I am amused about the whole crap here," she washed a tear from her cheek and rubbed her hand on her black pants. "Oh no, I really cry. Is so heartbreakingly sweet. "
She sat up and her cheerful expression turned into a frown, before she burst into tears and wept bitterly.
I pressed the cigarette in the ashtray, thought for a few seconds, before I tell you more cautious and I silently knelt before her.
"You're killing me," she whispered, "with your silence You bring to me. Tell me something. "
I gulped down the allegations and spit a little out of the interest that had been hiding in my throat. "What will you do?"
"You tell me what to do." She sobbed. "Please, tell me what to do."
"I can not. I will not, "I grabbed her hands in apology, but she pulled away, as so often," I can not take you the decision. You know what was the last time. "
" Last time it was different, "she said," last time ... it was a completely different situation. What should I now ? Do "on her lower lip hung on a salty tear that dripped into my lap. "You do love me."
"I love you."
"Then you know what is best for me."
I took a deep breath. "You know, at least, who is responsible this time?"
"Yes - yes, I know."
"Good," I replied, and nodded, inwardly hoping that we both talked about the fox.
"I -. With, you know, something he no longer makes" She struggled with herself, I saw, avoided my eyes with such a shame and anguish in her face that I am like hugged her and the moon from the sky would have taken just to calm them, just to brighten their world a little. "I'll do other things for him and then he gives me money for it and that's fine. But the other - God, can this even be called sex? Should we call it making love, so utterly ironic? We do not - no longer "
I could say nothing.. I managed not easy. I laid my trembling hand on her knee and she took in her two hands, pressed it, stroked it. "He comes not as a producer in question." The Queen smiled half-heartedly. "It's already something positive - but I will's also do not, I do not know. I will not do that anymore. Never again, you know? "
" Then do not do it anymore. Listen, we go to the police - and I hate that I've never done before what, I am not previously come up with the idea that it's never occurred to me that I not "
" I need the money. "
" For what? "I looked up at her again and she avoided my gaze. "For Coke?"
"You do not understand."
"We have it in black and white. You're pregnant. "
" I know. "
" And your last thing, you've left in the abortion clinic, you prepare today still feeling remorse, so you will kindly do not do it again. "
" I know. "
" You have to get on the turn. All that. Up. Your life, "I said only half convincing," We get the point, right? You get your life on the line and I have mine and then we eventually totally happy and are pleased that we have made it. "
" And how do you get the point, huh? Where should I start, please? "The queen was still crying, but now they seemed to be a barrage of aggression to come. I was still sitting in front of her, my hand in their rough, caught my eye in her.
"You pull out and then you point to that wanker and then"
"I can show him."
"Why not?"
"You do not understand."
"I understand many probably do not know what concerns you .
"Do you do not," she said, pushing me from it, "you do not understand it easily. You do not know what it is. How it all feels ... like, like - you know, actually it does not matter. I sleep anyway with everyone, why do we make such a big effort by the whole thing? "
" Listen to me "
"No, leave me alone." She jumped up at once again hidden behind its thick castle walls that I could still climb or break through. "Leave me alone with the subject. I created this "
" You can not "
" I've said that you love me so shalt leave them alone, what is so hard to understand it? And if you as interfering, I'm warning you, me, me - just do not do it. Curb. I get through all this without you. I do not need. Either now or in the future. I do not need you. "She repeated the last sentence one more time, then again and again, like a never-ending Mantra in whispers. Breathy, barely perceptible but still razor-sharp, stabbing words. Then she asked me
a last "Do we want another round draw for the houses?" Before she fell into a deadly silence in which I also wrapped me in a warm blanket on a cold, snowy December night through.
hours passed and the darkness were mixed slowly with the first rays of the sun caressed, so here is gray streets caressed and ashen faces. Drunken we sat in a small bar, my head on her shoulder, her head somewhere far away in the pink sky.
I sipped my empty glass. She pulled on her cigarette.
"Thanks."
"For what?" I asked, confused.
"Considering that you are there," she said.
a moment I looked at her and then I smiled. "I'm looking forward to the next coming months and your mood swings."
She grinned. "Oh that's right, I can now move all of my hormones."
"Now I can only think of something for my depression and constant excesses."
"You should go to the loony bin," she said, "then Could you run through the withdrawal number and all would be awfully proud of you because you made all this attempt it. "
"Let's see."
The queen sighed loudly, looking at me. ". age ... I'm pregnant"
"I know," I said softly, and when I did not know what to say, I added: "I do not."
I stood in another corner of the room, far away from her, smoking one cigarette after another and just watched. Watched the scenario watched me watching her.
So we were there, alone, jointly pursued, trapped in my room, the colorful walls of our tacit confrontation tense. She was still laughing - her black hair hung in her face, disheveled - like a madman throwing from left to right, from right to left, clutched it to her half-naked, pale belly.
"You're crazy," she cackled, "my little doll's crazy."
I said nothing, washed carelessly on the floor.
"What the fuck anyway?" The power-filled, self-confident voice of the queen disappeared and was replaced by that of the starving girl that she really was. "What the fuck? Will you tell me that? What the fuck ?
The questions were not addressed to me, so I did not answer it. I wanted to cry but the tears never came. I wanted to laugh, but the Ernst brought the laughter within me. I wanted to scream but my mouth was glued like. I paused only. I said nothing, heard, saw, smelled, tasted, felt it - but I said nothing, as so often.
Their laughter grew louder. "What should I do now? Should I best throw from a bridge that seems to be a good plan "Her brown eyes searched helplessly for my;. As our eyes met and sparks flew everywhere, they giggled like an embarrassed schoolgirl. "Do not you think too? I can jump off a bridge and then I'm mud and then there is no worry and more problems for me. "
I shrugged my shoulders and trembling.
The Queen clutched his face. "Look, even I can howl with laughter, so I am amused about the whole crap here," she washed a tear from her cheek and rubbed her hand on her black pants. "Oh no, I really cry. Is so heartbreakingly sweet. "
She sat up and her cheerful expression turned into a frown, before she burst into tears and wept bitterly.
I pressed the cigarette in the ashtray, thought for a few seconds, before I tell you more cautious and I silently knelt before her.
"You're killing me," she whispered, "with your silence You bring to me. Tell me something. "
I gulped down the allegations and spit a little out of the interest that had been hiding in my throat. "What will you do?"
"You tell me what to do." She sobbed. "Please, tell me what to do."
"I can not. I will not, "I grabbed her hands in apology, but she pulled away, as so often," I can not take you the decision. You know what was the last time. "
" Last time it was different, "she said," last time ... it was a completely different situation. What should I now ? Do "on her lower lip hung on a salty tear that dripped into my lap. "You do love me."
"I love you."
"Then you know what is best for me."
I took a deep breath. "You know, at least, who is responsible this time?"
"Yes - yes, I know."
"Good," I replied, and nodded, inwardly hoping that we both talked about the fox.
"I -. With, you know, something he no longer makes" She struggled with herself, I saw, avoided my eyes with such a shame and anguish in her face that I am like hugged her and the moon from the sky would have taken just to calm them, just to brighten their world a little. "I'll do other things for him and then he gives me money for it and that's fine. But the other - God, can this even be called sex? Should we call it making love, so utterly ironic? We do not - no longer "
I could say nothing.. I managed not easy. I laid my trembling hand on her knee and she took in her two hands, pressed it, stroked it. "He comes not as a producer in question." The Queen smiled half-heartedly. "It's already something positive - but I will's also do not, I do not know. I will not do that anymore. Never again, you know? "
" Then do not do it anymore. Listen, we go to the police - and I hate that I've never done before what, I am not previously come up with the idea that it's never occurred to me that I not "
" I need the money. "
" For what? "I looked up at her again and she avoided my gaze. "For Coke?"
"You do not understand."
"We have it in black and white. You're pregnant. "
" I know. "
" And your last thing, you've left in the abortion clinic, you prepare today still feeling remorse, so you will kindly do not do it again. "
" I know. "
" You have to get on the turn. All that. Up. Your life, "I said only half convincing," We get the point, right? You get your life on the line and I have mine and then we eventually totally happy and are pleased that we have made it. "
" And how do you get the point, huh? Where should I start, please? "The queen was still crying, but now they seemed to be a barrage of aggression to come. I was still sitting in front of her, my hand in their rough, caught my eye in her.
"You pull out and then you point to that wanker and then"
"I can show him."
"Why not?"
"You do not understand."
"I understand many probably do not know what concerns you .
"Do you do not," she said, pushing me from it, "you do not understand it easily. You do not know what it is. How it all feels ... like, like - you know, actually it does not matter. I sleep anyway with everyone, why do we make such a big effort by the whole thing? "
" Listen to me "
"No, leave me alone." She jumped up at once again hidden behind its thick castle walls that I could still climb or break through. "Leave me alone with the subject. I created this "
" You can not "
" I've said that you love me so shalt leave them alone, what is so hard to understand it? And if you as interfering, I'm warning you, me, me - just do not do it. Curb. I get through all this without you. I do not need. Either now or in the future. I do not need you. "She repeated the last sentence one more time, then again and again, like a never-ending Mantra in whispers. Breathy, barely perceptible but still razor-sharp, stabbing words. Then she asked me
a last "Do we want another round draw for the houses?" Before she fell into a deadly silence in which I also wrapped me in a warm blanket on a cold, snowy December night through.
hours passed and the darkness were mixed slowly with the first rays of the sun caressed, so here is gray streets caressed and ashen faces. Drunken we sat in a small bar, my head on her shoulder, her head somewhere far away in the pink sky.
I sipped my empty glass. She pulled on her cigarette.
"Thanks."
"For what?" I asked, confused.
"Considering that you are there," she said.
a moment I looked at her and then I smiled. "I'm looking forward to the next coming months and your mood swings."
She grinned. "Oh that's right, I can now move all of my hormones."
"Now I can only think of something for my depression and constant excesses."
"You should go to the loony bin," she said, "then Could you run through the withdrawal number and all would be awfully proud of you because you made all this attempt it. "
"Let's see."
The queen sighed loudly, looking at me. ". age ... I'm pregnant"
"I know," I said softly, and when I did not know what to say, I added: "I do not."
Why Does My Belly Button Ring Stick Out?
23rd Titellos
stood on an old sink soap dispenser, along with a cup with three toothbrushes in the same color. Leaning over the sink, a black-haired, large, petite young woman with built buntgeschminkten eyelids, deep red lips and a black dress that you went to just above the knee. She reached for one of the many perfumes sniffed him and then sprayed it in full. "What do you mean like the smell?" She asked, turning to me.
"It smells like vomit," I muttered.
"Lift your head once out of the toilet bowl and tell me then, what it smells like you."
I sat up painfully, looked at her, shrugged his shoulders. "Flowery. Fruity. No idea. For I smell everything just to vomit. "
" I think I will carry it. "She sounded euphoric. "Will not stand out - for who we really are again? Were we ever invited? Well, never mind. "The queen took a step away from her mirror and looked with a mixture of disgust and fascination in the toilet bowl. "Vodka Bull?"
"After all the pseudo alcohol poisoning and overdoses, I should have learned to slow time that I should not spend hours sitting at my party outfits, when I in the end anyway back to the head over the toilet hanging."
"Oh, head high, no one can to . Kotzanfall a look even as good as you "
" Thank you "
I leaned against the wooden door behind me, listening to the muffled music that came from the lower floor to us - too quiet to identify a specific melody and too loud to ignore them. "How are you anyway? Something ... different? "I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"how you feel. We have not spoken a long time, I thought I ask you once, as it is in your life to progress. "
She looked amused. "And a small bathroom where it smells like vomit and flowers, is a fitting place for a psychotherapeutic conversation? "
" Otherwise we will always such talks after a violent Rumgeknutsche and a lot of oxys, "I said," and I do not appreciate that you just want to kiss me or that I am straight but have a mind to oxys. "
The Queen grinned, sat down on the crowded laundry basket. "Well, I'm fine, I think, and you?"
"Can not complain."
"And, here's something new, or worth mentioning? How's it going with your friend? "
" Neither, "I said, shrugging," and thanks, it works fine, with you? "
She nodded. "Yeah, like that."
"I thought, you know, and I think ... I think we should improve a bit between us. A little work on it. We have recently more and more apart and you are - I mean, you are. I do not know exactly what you are for me, but it's you and I just-"The Queen looked confused from
- pleasantly confused and amused at the same, maybe even a little touched. "Will you tell me anything in particular or do I just make me worry about the alcohol in your blood? If you have to pass again, the Toile "
"I'll tell you what already ... but I do not know if it what is beautiful for you. There is something serious ... and I can not, I do not even know where to start. "I sighed loudly.
"What? Do you now hold in front of me again some stupid speech about my life? "She snapped.
"No, no, that's what non-"
"How about if you check the corpses for the first time in your basement before you take care of mine? . Some of your do still and you know exactly sweetness "
I buried my face in my hands - perhaps out of shame, perhaps out of desperation, perhaps just from nausea, which slowly crept up. "That's what it does not - and listen to call on me to always sweet, that's condescending."
Forgive "me Leah, I will never call way again. And anyway, this conversation I had anyway already tired because I know exactly what you will again give of yourself. Get up, I want out. "
I looked at her. "Oh, we walk away once again when it's unpleasant?"
"Get up."
"Screw you."
"Get up."
said "What? lick me. "
With Zornesröte in her usually pale face, she pulled me up on my arm, opened the door and stormed past the Lions, who had been standing in the hallway.
"Remain you not with her," he called after her.
"You stay with her but I'm not fucking her babysitter," poisoned the black-haired and disappeared with peals of laughter that mingled with the loud music, when it reached the lower floor.
The lion drew his eyebrows together and wrapped an arm around my waist as I staggered over to him. "What's now with the matter? Not that it any other way especially in the head were normal, but that was now quite ... "He left the sentence hanging in the air, and I shrugged his shoulders in response. We attempted to randomly open one of the doors and after several fruitless attempts, we found ourselves in the parental bedroom. There was a smell of the cheap discount perfume from the bathroom and on the dog, we discovered nowhere. The bed was wooden and low, with purple-colored linen covered, under which I slipped without further consideration.
The lion lay down beside me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "I did not even know that you were going badly, I'm sorry, I've noticed it not."
"Oh, not bad, you get guaranteed next weekend again with something and then you can prove you as my Savior and fearless Kotzeaufwischer. "I rolled my eyes and put a hand on my belly still starkrumohrenden. He did the same to me and rubbed gently over my abdomen.
"Shall I go home, away from this stupid party, all the drunken teenagers below and in particular away from the fury?"
"Let's just stay a little lie here," I replied, and turned me so that I I could hug him. "And woe betide you say anything because I smell from the mouth to vomit."
"I do not complain" he said with a grin and kissed my forehead again. "And what about the evil black-haired man down there? What happened? "
" I wanted to talk to her because I have a ... let's say, I have a fear and I wanted her's only given once and she thought, I will probably correctly state, because in recent times again so exaggerated. "
" It regulates itself again. "He pulled me closer to himself. "Do not worry. Ye argue, bear with you - that you know as well as I do "
" I think she's pregnant, "
" Oh "
" More like a Oh,... as in Holy shit. "
" Checking you their cycle or how the hell are you coming on it at all?
. "It's just a feeling"
"So much fun if it's true and you have it communicated officially -. Or at the latest, if she finds out"
"Thank you."
Before the small bathroom mirror perfume bottles were lined up - colorful, angular shaped, half-empty and hardly used. They wore exquisite, unknown name that should probably sounds expensive and elegant, but could hide the origin of hard discounters.
stood on an old sink soap dispenser, along with a cup with three toothbrushes in the same color. Leaning over the sink, a black-haired, large, petite young woman with built buntgeschminkten eyelids, deep red lips and a black dress that you went to just above the knee. She reached for one of the many perfumes sniffed him and then sprayed it in full. "What do you mean like the smell?" She asked, turning to me.
"It smells like vomit," I muttered.
"Lift your head once out of the toilet bowl and tell me then, what it smells like you."
I sat up painfully, looked at her, shrugged his shoulders. "Flowery. Fruity. No idea. For I smell everything just to vomit. "
" I think I will carry it. "She sounded euphoric. "Will not stand out - for who we really are again? Were we ever invited? Well, never mind. "The queen took a step away from her mirror and looked with a mixture of disgust and fascination in the toilet bowl. "Vodka Bull?"
"After all the pseudo alcohol poisoning and overdoses, I should have learned to slow time that I should not spend hours sitting at my party outfits, when I in the end anyway back to the head over the toilet hanging."
"Oh, head high, no one can to . Kotzanfall a look even as good as you "
" Thank you "
I leaned against the wooden door behind me, listening to the muffled music that came from the lower floor to us - too quiet to identify a specific melody and too loud to ignore them. "How are you anyway? Something ... different? "I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"how you feel. We have not spoken a long time, I thought I ask you once, as it is in your life to progress. "
She looked amused. "And a small bathroom where it smells like vomit and flowers, is a fitting place for a psychotherapeutic conversation? "
" Otherwise we will always such talks after a violent Rumgeknutsche and a lot of oxys, "I said," and I do not appreciate that you just want to kiss me or that I am straight but have a mind to oxys. "
The Queen grinned, sat down on the crowded laundry basket. "Well, I'm fine, I think, and you?"
"Can not complain."
"And, here's something new, or worth mentioning? How's it going with your friend? "
" Neither, "I said, shrugging," and thanks, it works fine, with you? "
She nodded. "Yeah, like that."
"I thought, you know, and I think ... I think we should improve a bit between us. A little work on it. We have recently more and more apart and you are - I mean, you are. I do not know exactly what you are for me, but it's you and I just-"The Queen looked confused from
- pleasantly confused and amused at the same, maybe even a little touched. "Will you tell me anything in particular or do I just make me worry about the alcohol in your blood? If you have to pass again, the Toile "
"I'll tell you what already ... but I do not know if it what is beautiful for you. There is something serious ... and I can not, I do not even know where to start. "I sighed loudly.
"What? Do you now hold in front of me again some stupid speech about my life? "She snapped.
"No, no, that's what non-"
"How about if you check the corpses for the first time in your basement before you take care of mine? . Some of your do still and you know exactly sweetness "
I buried my face in my hands - perhaps out of shame, perhaps out of desperation, perhaps just from nausea, which slowly crept up. "That's what it does not - and listen to call on me to always sweet, that's condescending."
Forgive "me Leah, I will never call way again. And anyway, this conversation I had anyway already tired because I know exactly what you will again give of yourself. Get up, I want out. "
I looked at her. "Oh, we walk away once again when it's unpleasant?"
"Get up."
"Screw you."
"Get up."
said "What? lick me. "
With Zornesröte in her usually pale face, she pulled me up on my arm, opened the door and stormed past the Lions, who had been standing in the hallway.
"Remain you not with her," he called after her.
"You stay with her but I'm not fucking her babysitter," poisoned the black-haired and disappeared with peals of laughter that mingled with the loud music, when it reached the lower floor.
The lion drew his eyebrows together and wrapped an arm around my waist as I staggered over to him. "What's now with the matter? Not that it any other way especially in the head were normal, but that was now quite ... "He left the sentence hanging in the air, and I shrugged his shoulders in response. We attempted to randomly open one of the doors and after several fruitless attempts, we found ourselves in the parental bedroom. There was a smell of the cheap discount perfume from the bathroom and on the dog, we discovered nowhere. The bed was wooden and low, with purple-colored linen covered, under which I slipped without further consideration.
The lion lay down beside me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "I did not even know that you were going badly, I'm sorry, I've noticed it not."
"Oh, not bad, you get guaranteed next weekend again with something and then you can prove you as my Savior and fearless Kotzeaufwischer. "I rolled my eyes and put a hand on my belly still starkrumohrenden. He did the same to me and rubbed gently over my abdomen.
"Shall I go home, away from this stupid party, all the drunken teenagers below and in particular away from the fury?"
"Let's just stay a little lie here," I replied, and turned me so that I I could hug him. "And woe betide you say anything because I smell from the mouth to vomit."
"I do not complain" he said with a grin and kissed my forehead again. "And what about the evil black-haired man down there? What happened? "
" I wanted to talk to her because I have a ... let's say, I have a fear and I wanted her's only given once and she thought, I will probably correctly state, because in recent times again so exaggerated. "
" It regulates itself again. "He pulled me closer to himself. "Do not worry. Ye argue, bear with you - that you know as well as I do "
" I think she's pregnant, "
" Oh "
" More like a Oh,... as in Holy shit. "
" Checking you their cycle or how the hell are you coming on it at all?
. "It's just a feeling"
"So much fun if it's true and you have it communicated officially -. Or at the latest, if she finds out"
"Thank you."
Friday, November 19, 2010
The Best Drugstore Eyeshadow Primer
News from the mini-vampires
This gray month this year for me is a month full of surprises.
first I got a surprise a baby, not quite real, but thus easier to maintain.
Yesterday a letter came thicker with special content and already my gnome package for Nicholas. The course remains on the rise. So let's look
in the thick letter and find a beautiful calendar for 2011 with even bat beautiful images.
Many thanks to family Passior!
addition, the information that save from 20/11/2010 at 16.20 clock in the KIKA documentation
"WITH THE EARS SEE"
Christian and Benjamin is seen bats
. The next two episodes are at 27.11. and 04.12. each to 16.20Uhr to KIKA. The film has made Klaus porpoises and shows the work of the two guys in bat conservation.
On 01/02/2011 there every three episodes again as a summary. Then the two lead actors Benjamin Passior Strube and Christian are in the studio. This program starts
13.00 clock and is certainly of interest to all.
If you are interested, I will give you each month before my new bat picture.
is of particular note on my calendar nor the Super Mini-vampire in the Scriptures. I watch the time if you will.
around!
Mieke
This gray month this year for me is a month full of surprises.
first I got a surprise a baby, not quite real, but thus easier to maintain.
Yesterday a letter came thicker with special content and already my gnome package for Nicholas. The course remains on the rise. So let's look
in the thick letter and find a beautiful calendar for 2011 with even bat beautiful images.
Many thanks to family Passior!
addition, the information that save from 20/11/2010 at 16.20 clock in the KIKA documentation
"WITH THE EARS SEE"
Christian and Benjamin is seen bats
. The next two episodes are at 27.11. and 04.12. each to 16.20Uhr to KIKA. The film has made Klaus porpoises and shows the work of the two guys in bat conservation.
On 01/02/2011 there every three episodes again as a summary. Then the two lead actors Benjamin Passior Strube and Christian are in the studio. This program starts
13.00 clock and is certainly of interest to all.
If you are interested, I will give you each month before my new bat picture.
is of particular note on my calendar nor the Super Mini-vampire in the Scriptures. I watch the time if you will.
around!
Mieke
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
What Kind Of Weave Does
product photography ...
... I've practiced today.
The pictures of the wool are successful despite, or rather because of the gray weather quite well. The colors come out but very realistic. Only this beautiful olive green mohair wool can not be photographed in true color.
In this photo she looks rather stray dog or even better than the blond hair missing part of Aunt Clara from. It's just exceptional and unusual.
Here one can recognize very well that there is a Strukturgarn with cuddling.
Yes and that's my girl! My little Natalie. She is so cute, so much of a boar. Reborned she was Sabrina Hergarten, better known as NEWBORN WONDERS. You can also make much better photos than me! But I also still practicing and will hopefully soon be able to show progress. Worth it, the mouse, it is in Natura much sweeter than in the pictures.
around!
mieke
... I've practiced today.
The pictures of the wool are successful despite, or rather because of the gray weather quite well. The colors come out but very realistic. Only this beautiful olive green mohair wool can not be photographed in true color.
In this photo she looks rather stray dog or even better than the blond hair missing part of Aunt Clara from. It's just exceptional and unusual.
Here one can recognize very well that there is a Strukturgarn with cuddling.
Yes and that's my girl! My little Natalie. She is so cute, so much of a boar. Reborned she was Sabrina Hergarten, better known as NEWBORN WONDERS. You can also make much better photos than me! But I also still practicing and will hopefully soon be able to show progress. Worth it, the mouse, it is in Natura much sweeter than in the pictures.
around!
mieke
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Can Gallblladder Make U Feel Like U Have The Flu
has one hour really 60 minutes?
So I do not know. I think ... at least not now!
Every day I am taking before creating sooo much and then it's bedtime again ... and what I did?
Today, for example.
quarter to nine I was awake. My husband took bread from the bakery and newspaper and then for the first time breakfast was announced with great newspaper show. I read "PICTURE", my GG the "HĂĽrriyet". The every day as thick as the "Welt am Sonntag newspaper on Sunday. With my newspaper, I'm usually done quickly, and I have my messages in the course www. . Read Today I now limited to 15 min. Otherwise come
I since from one side to the other and dispersal me completely.
But it did not rain, no, even the sun peeked through the clouds.
ideal bike weather. I had to buy an urgent appointment at the "village" and do a little bit. Down it always goes really fast. You can leave curl.
Cozy enjoying the good weather, I did so all the roads and packed my bike with the purchases. Then comes the hard part: it is slowly but steadily up the mountain.
Ideal for a short-lived thickness. As always have to make breaks and air are taken.
Somehow I manage yet again to get home. Bathed in sweat
and completely finished then first urgent need of relief.
The sun still shines and it would be really ideal weather for the green wool to photograph.
But the already highly acclaimed by Mo Part 1 of "The Pillars of the Earth" is waiting to photograph me and I can even run after that. Said and done. Quickly cooked some more coffee, and one each custard onto the plate, because by now it's 13.15 clock, and then captivates us the Dark Ages just under 2 hours.
Now it's become quite gray, photo light more. First look what is new on the net! All forums and the favorite blogs to read, possibly answer and it's dark, and as an old Depri is my motivation now at zero%.
addition, dinner time!
Then it's back to the computer. What would you be doing at the time? So we look first in the forums. Here's a new name is searched, there is shown the latest knitting patterns and the blog of xyz just tells a hair-raising story.
put Completely shocked, I found that: (all really!) It's 21.18 CET Clock!
Now it's not worth even more to start something, because tomorrow is another day and then I'll start but at the same early!
around!
Mieke
So I do not know. I think ... at least not now!
Every day I am taking before creating sooo much and then it's bedtime again ... and what I did?
Today, for example.
quarter to nine I was awake. My husband took bread from the bakery and newspaper and then for the first time breakfast was announced with great newspaper show. I read "PICTURE", my GG the "HĂĽrriyet". The every day as thick as the "Welt am Sonntag newspaper on Sunday. With my newspaper, I'm usually done quickly, and I have my messages in the course www. . Read Today I now limited to 15 min. Otherwise come
I since from one side to the other and dispersal me completely.
But it did not rain, no, even the sun peeked through the clouds.
ideal bike weather. I had to buy an urgent appointment at the "village" and do a little bit. Down it always goes really fast. You can leave curl.
Cozy enjoying the good weather, I did so all the roads and packed my bike with the purchases. Then comes the hard part: it is slowly but steadily up the mountain.
Ideal for a short-lived thickness. As always have to make breaks and air are taken.
Somehow I manage yet again to get home. Bathed in sweat
and completely finished then first urgent need of relief.
The sun still shines and it would be really ideal weather for the green wool to photograph.
But the already highly acclaimed by Mo Part 1 of "The Pillars of the Earth" is waiting to photograph me and I can even run after that. Said and done. Quickly cooked some more coffee, and one each custard onto the plate, because by now it's 13.15 clock, and then captivates us the Dark Ages just under 2 hours.
Now it's become quite gray, photo light more. First look what is new on the net! All forums and the favorite blogs to read, possibly answer and it's dark, and as an old Depri is my motivation now at zero%.
addition, dinner time!
Then it's back to the computer. What would you be doing at the time? So we look first in the forums. Here's a new name is searched, there is shown the latest knitting patterns and the blog of xyz just tells a hair-raising story.
put Completely shocked, I found that: (all really!) It's 21.18 CET Clock!
Now it's not worth even more to start something, because tomorrow is another day and then I'll start but at the same early!
around!
Mieke
Saturday, November 13, 2010
How Much Are Real Pearls?
10.1 & 2.4 iOS
iTunes 10.1 is released, all Jailbreaks function exactly like the old version.
the way, there will be a new Golden Master, because of difficulties with the iPad, but that is a little longer to 4.2.
iTunes 10.1 is released, all Jailbreaks function exactly like the old version.
the way, there will be a new Golden Master, because of difficulties with the iPad, but that is a little longer to 4.2.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Caught My Husbandwanking
Jailbreakable 4.2!
The Dev Team announced that the jailbreak for all iDevices goes to 4.2. However, not untethered, this depends on comex @ (the one who is also the 4.1 JB untethered allowed). Just for Unlocker, they should go first gently 4.2, as it still is no unlock. However, appear relatively soon a. This means: For
Jailbreaker-> Tethered 100% possible
Unlocker-> solution on the road
This applies to all iDevices.
And again: Do not buy or alleged Jailbreaks Unlocks! Looks at the pages Community Member of the confidential (Dev-Team, comex, etc.).
before asking to come: 4.2 will be released on exactly relate so little of the jailbreak, the information only to the future.
Source: http://blog.iphone-dev.org/post/1452044444/redsn0w-limera1n-fun
The Dev Team announced that the jailbreak for all iDevices goes to 4.2. However, not untethered, this depends on comex @ (the one who is also the 4.1 JB untethered allowed). Just for Unlocker, they should go first gently 4.2, as it still is no unlock. However, appear relatively soon a. This means: For
Jailbreaker-> Tethered 100% possible
Unlocker-> solution on the road
This applies to all iDevices.
And again: Do not buy or alleged Jailbreaks Unlocks! Looks at the pages Community Member of the confidential (Dev-Team, comex, etc.).
before asking to come: 4.2 will be released on exactly relate so little of the jailbreak, the information only to the future.
Source: http://blog.iphone-dev.org/post/1452044444/redsn0w-limera1n-fun
How Many Mins Of Light Do We Gain
Nov 10, 1989
Yes, yes I know! Today is 10/11/2010
But a nice blogger reminded me of the day 21 years ago and I once went through my old records and will even show you a few lines of that time.
We have lived in the "province" in Halle an der Saale. Thanks to the Chemical industry on the outskirts of the dirtiest city in the GDR. Everything was better than Halle! Holidays to Berlin, the ultimate for me.
Thursday Aug 10, 89
The summer of 1989 was hot in every way and we went at the hottest time in Berlin.
lunch we have just arrived at the Friedrichstrasse station. We have vacation and spend it with friends in Berlin. Links from the output there is a huge crowd. What do the
here?
Incredibly, they waited in line at the border crossing!
We are not among the elect who can go from Berlin to Berlin and walk comfortably, but target is on the road at the Friedrich Friedrichstadtpalast over to the north. Already we are at the Permanent Mission of the FRG. In recent days there, 116 East Germans have fled to force their departure. As of today it is closed so.
police are hardly visible, but we're sure each step is observed. I photograph won the front door with the sign. Then, a camera team from the ZDF. Just do not be filmed. This is also dangerous.
We continue to transition toward Wall Street disability.
Here everything is quiet. No crowds.
tickles me in it. It pushes me to go to the border guards and say, "I'm Mieke, we make this holiday. Here's my card! I'll go over just see me at the colorful side of the wall and tonight I'm back here. "Why not
? More I do not want that! can
My friend just hold back. What would have happened?
arrest, secret police interrogations, jail. I have not enough courage.
We go back to Friedrichstrasse, then towards Reichstagufer. It is just about the view of the historic structure, zuzubauen risen from fire and war.
is at the Brandenburg Gate this inner fear is gone. I photograph and I wish you to go through me once.
end of August
Our vacation is over. It has shaken us awake.
Nothing will be again, as it was. All we could see what we have seen. But without D-Mark, we are just 2nd class people in their own country.
We agree it can and can not go there. Leave is for us the question. We stay here! But we do not knuckle under.
Friday, Nov 10, 89
In the supermarket there is only one topic: When are you over drive? We agree: immediately and without visas. We try it out. At noon we sit on the train to Berlin. It's empty and on time. Lichtenberg, we take the S-Bahn Prenzlauer Berg, because I think the border crossing Bornholm road is good. No way! Everything totally crowded.
A loudspeaker announcement: "Please use the other transitions,"
So walk through half of Berlin West.
clock 16 will arrive in front of the already known transition Invalidenstrasse. But nothing compared to summer. Traffic jams to the Standing Committee, people over people.
While the snake is moving rapidly forward, I remember the August and still can not believe what happened here.
All around smiling, happy, excited people and overwhelmed but friendly officials.
We have reached the gate. A glance at our passports, no stamp. Sorry! How should we prove that we are here today?
To Five, we are in West Berlin. A row of clapping, "Welcome" calling Berliners, flowers or champagne in their hands, welcomes us.
I HAVE TEARS IN THE EYES AND butterflies in your stomach!
We are on the bright side of the wall. Who would have believed it?
we hoped that it could even be as if we were scolded counterrevolutionary and state enemies. On October 16 the market hall with candles in their hands and fear in the neck. Video cameras around.
THREE MONTHS AFTER MY DREAM: just go, GO BY AND COME AGAIN, I AM HERE!
AM TRANSIT ROAD DISABILITY I HAVE THE SECOND BERLIN CITY WALK AND THERE WERE TEARS IN THE EYES AND IT WAS AMAZING !!!!!!!
how it was then and read it tingles and I'm still in my thoughts again among the people and no one can really understand what happened. We all know: That's history, a historic day.
You have to remember every now and then about why it is today, as it is!
around!
mieke
Yes, yes I know! Today is 10/11/2010
But a nice blogger reminded me of the day 21 years ago and I once went through my old records and will even show you a few lines of that time.
We have lived in the "province" in Halle an der Saale. Thanks to the Chemical industry on the outskirts of the dirtiest city in the GDR. Everything was better than Halle! Holidays to Berlin, the ultimate for me.
Thursday Aug 10, 89
The summer of 1989 was hot in every way and we went at the hottest time in Berlin.
lunch we have just arrived at the Friedrichstrasse station. We have vacation and spend it with friends in Berlin. Links from the output there is a huge crowd. What do the
here?
Incredibly, they waited in line at the border crossing!
We are not among the elect who can go from Berlin to Berlin and walk comfortably, but target is on the road at the Friedrich Friedrichstadtpalast over to the north. Already we are at the Permanent Mission of the FRG. In recent days there, 116 East Germans have fled to force their departure. As of today it is closed so.
police are hardly visible, but we're sure each step is observed. I photograph won the front door with the sign. Then, a camera team from the ZDF. Just do not be filmed. This is also dangerous.
We continue to transition toward Wall Street disability.
Here everything is quiet. No crowds.
tickles me in it. It pushes me to go to the border guards and say, "I'm Mieke, we make this holiday. Here's my card! I'll go over just see me at the colorful side of the wall and tonight I'm back here. "Why not
? More I do not want that! can
My friend just hold back. What would have happened?
arrest, secret police interrogations, jail. I have not enough courage.
We go back to Friedrichstrasse, then towards Reichstagufer. It is just about the view of the historic structure, zuzubauen risen from fire and war.
is at the Brandenburg Gate this inner fear is gone. I photograph and I wish you to go through me once.
end of August
Our vacation is over. It has shaken us awake.
Nothing will be again, as it was. All we could see what we have seen. But without D-Mark, we are just 2nd class people in their own country.
We agree it can and can not go there. Leave is for us the question. We stay here! But we do not knuckle under.
Friday, Nov 10, 89
In the supermarket there is only one topic: When are you over drive? We agree: immediately and without visas. We try it out. At noon we sit on the train to Berlin. It's empty and on time. Lichtenberg, we take the S-Bahn Prenzlauer Berg, because I think the border crossing Bornholm road is good. No way! Everything totally crowded.
A loudspeaker announcement: "Please use the other transitions,"
So walk through half of Berlin West.
clock 16 will arrive in front of the already known transition Invalidenstrasse. But nothing compared to summer. Traffic jams to the Standing Committee, people over people.
While the snake is moving rapidly forward, I remember the August and still can not believe what happened here.
All around smiling, happy, excited people and overwhelmed but friendly officials.
We have reached the gate. A glance at our passports, no stamp. Sorry! How should we prove that we are here today?
To Five, we are in West Berlin. A row of clapping, "Welcome" calling Berliners, flowers or champagne in their hands, welcomes us.
I HAVE TEARS IN THE EYES AND butterflies in your stomach!
We are on the bright side of the wall. Who would have believed it?
we hoped that it could even be as if we were scolded counterrevolutionary and state enemies. On October 16 the market hall with candles in their hands and fear in the neck. Video cameras around.
THREE MONTHS AFTER MY DREAM: just go, GO BY AND COME AGAIN, I AM HERE!
AM TRANSIT ROAD DISABILITY I HAVE THE SECOND BERLIN CITY WALK AND THERE WERE TEARS IN THE EYES AND IT WAS AMAZING !!!!!!!
how it was then and read it tingles and I'm still in my thoughts again among the people and no one can really understand what happened. We all know: That's history, a historic day.
You have to remember every now and then about why it is today, as it is!
around!
mieke
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Fujitsu Lifebook Tablet Pen
dolls, dolls and more dolls Part 1 A rainy Sunday
weekend I was lucky to be together and also to look at still about 50 000 total dolls with nice people. For me it was the 1.Mal and I'm still with the head in the exhibition. It was awesome and now I am infected with the virus final. I had the good fortune to know some of the world's best model lists. They are these brilliant women who can conjure up a lump of dough an almost life-like baby or any other creature.
More later!
Mieke
weekend I was lucky to be together and also to look at still about 50 000 total dolls with nice people. For me it was the 1.Mal and I'm still with the head in the exhibition. It was awesome and now I am infected with the virus final. I had the good fortune to know some of the world's best model lists. They are these brilliant women who can conjure up a lump of dough an almost life-like baby or any other creature.
More later!
Mieke
Monday, November 8, 2010
Slimming Tees For Men
22nd Bathtub Blues
cold water dripping on my half-deaf, sweaty hands. I went over my face, on my neck and my warm, naked body.
"It sucks so hot here in it, "I muttered to her. She smiled, put the tablet on the edge of the bath, she stomped and pulled the small crumbs through the nose. I grimaced, wondering how many grams they now have in their graceful, had slowly thrown into the vastness of the bubble disappearing body. The feeling was uncomfortable, lumpy, slightly burning in the nose, dry throat.
"I have a few more," she said, gave me two or three pills in the hand, which I washed down with a brew in the dark brown bottle in my shaky hands.
"It's so hot," I said again and leaned against the cool edge of the bath, "So shit hot."
The lion sat with folded arms and red eyes on the toilet seat, watching us with the same deep impatience of the insatiable hunter in him. "Power's fun?"
A cackle of the Queen, a limp shrug from me. "Do I take this disapproving tone in your voice somewhat to heart, dear," asked the black-haired, twisted her lips into a wicked smile, her dark eyelashes behind a dense storm. A rough
"You have something like a heart?" Followed by a soft meowing.
"I have a lot of heart."
"You are not as popular as you think."
"And you're not averse to me how you do the time."
flashes, sparks, fireworks took my view, clouded my already numb sense , stole my breath to breathe in the tiny bathroom.
"What about the Great? The slipped with the tattoo? "The lion on the toilet lid up and down. "Thought you'd be so oh-so-love." A picture of the fox appeared before my mind's eye and then immediately fell apart into its individual parts.
The Queen laughed again. Loud. Exaggerated. "Dear, you overestimate the importance that word so much. "She took off her high black shoes, threw them on the floor, freeing herself from her tights, then let her bare feet dangling over the edge of the tub. "Do you really believe that there exists such a thing as love or affection? This is because everything on addiction, obsession, desire, lust. Looking for warmth. Obsession for confirmation. Need for attention. Desire for sex. "
" Is black white in your world everything? "I asked and the two looked at me as if they had not realized until now that I have in the room was that I was not with my soul up like a bird rose into the air was.
She smiled and stretched out her hand to my face and reached instead for the bottle in my hand. 'Not everything,' she replied, 'but even at this issue. Selflessness does not exist any more than selfless love. You love to be loved in return. You love to get something that you did not. You love in need of something that you lack yourself. "
I saw the lion, the queen looked at an intensity that I was almost giddy.
"You have not answered my question," he said then.
"Does it matter?"
Missing you because anything in life? "
" You should rather ask what your friend is missing and what they find in you can not if it is still something of my puppet. "The Queen looked at me. "Forgive me, sweetheart, you're obviously just a puppet of your uncontrollable emotions."
The lion got up and sat down next to me in the empty tub and grabbed the half-empty bottle, which the Queen gave him. "The truth is hard, what?" She said, accompanied by a sardonic grin.
"This was nothing new," he said, shrugging.
"Welcome on the fence." My voice was much softer than intended. You heard me, and both stared with pensive eyes to something that I could not see.
"It sucks so hot here in it, "I muttered to her. She smiled, put the tablet on the edge of the bath, she stomped and pulled the small crumbs through the nose. I grimaced, wondering how many grams they now have in their graceful, had slowly thrown into the vastness of the bubble disappearing body. The feeling was uncomfortable, lumpy, slightly burning in the nose, dry throat.
"I have a few more," she said, gave me two or three pills in the hand, which I washed down with a brew in the dark brown bottle in my shaky hands.
"It's so hot," I said again and leaned against the cool edge of the bath, "So shit hot."
The lion sat with folded arms and red eyes on the toilet seat, watching us with the same deep impatience of the insatiable hunter in him. "Power's fun?"
A cackle of the Queen, a limp shrug from me. "Do I take this disapproving tone in your voice somewhat to heart, dear," asked the black-haired, twisted her lips into a wicked smile, her dark eyelashes behind a dense storm. A rough
"You have something like a heart?" Followed by a soft meowing.
"I have a lot of heart."
"You are not as popular as you think."
"And you're not averse to me how you do the time."
flashes, sparks, fireworks took my view, clouded my already numb sense , stole my breath to breathe in the tiny bathroom.
"What about the Great? The slipped with the tattoo? "The lion on the toilet lid up and down. "Thought you'd be so oh-so-love." A picture of the fox appeared before my mind's eye and then immediately fell apart into its individual parts.
The Queen laughed again. Loud. Exaggerated. "Dear, you overestimate the importance that word so much. "She took off her high black shoes, threw them on the floor, freeing herself from her tights, then let her bare feet dangling over the edge of the tub. "Do you really believe that there exists such a thing as love or affection? This is because everything on addiction, obsession, desire, lust. Looking for warmth. Obsession for confirmation. Need for attention. Desire for sex. "
" Is black white in your world everything? "I asked and the two looked at me as if they had not realized until now that I have in the room was that I was not with my soul up like a bird rose into the air was.
She smiled and stretched out her hand to my face and reached instead for the bottle in my hand. 'Not everything,' she replied, 'but even at this issue. Selflessness does not exist any more than selfless love. You love to be loved in return. You love to get something that you did not. You love in need of something that you lack yourself. "
I saw the lion, the queen looked at an intensity that I was almost giddy.
"You have not answered my question," he said then.
"Does it matter?"
Missing you because anything in life? "
" You should rather ask what your friend is missing and what they find in you can not if it is still something of my puppet. "The Queen looked at me. "Forgive me, sweetheart, you're obviously just a puppet of your uncontrollable emotions."
The lion got up and sat down next to me in the empty tub and grabbed the half-empty bottle, which the Queen gave him. "The truth is hard, what?" She said, accompanied by a sardonic grin.
"This was nothing new," he said, shrugging.
"Welcome on the fence." My voice was much softer than intended. You heard me, and both stared with pensive eyes to something that I could not see.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
High Heels Big Breasts
Battlefield: Bad Company 2 137 Vietnam Hill Trailer
flamethrower .. . Okay ... The trailer confused.
flamethrower .. . Okay ... The trailer confused.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Female Whipping Movies Scenes
Battlefield Play4Free Announcement Trailer
in the video looks a Free to Play Battle Field 2, if the message is not even a hammer!
in the video looks a Free to Play Battle Field 2, if the message is not even a hammer!
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Whic Molars Can Move After Extraction
4.2 On the way! Call of Duty
4.2GM Apple has given to the Devs. What does that mean? GM = Golden Master, that the last version before the public release. That is, for us what? SHSH blobs save! And @ MuscleNerd has confirmed that the unlock works on 4.2.
The jailbreak is possible with the latest version Redsn0w, but not recommended because Cydia is not yet ported to 4.2.
summary: 4.2 is imminent, save SHSH blobs, Jailbreak possible to unlock it.
4.2GM Apple has given to the Devs. What does that mean? GM = Golden Master, that the last version before the public release. That is, for us what? SHSH blobs save! And @ MuscleNerd has confirmed that the unlock works on 4.2.
The jailbreak is possible with the latest version Redsn0w, but not recommended because Cydia is not yet ported to 4.2.
summary: 4.2 is imminent, save SHSH blobs, Jailbreak possible to unlock it.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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