Redna may oz....je huda psihicna bolnica.Svoje epizode v pripovedovanju omili in se laze....kot sploh patolosko laze o vsem...vendar.epizode so. In konkretne posledice njenih preteklih epizod tudi. Tako v Sloveniji kot izven.

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Pocutim se dobesedno zlorabljena. Lahko bi pisala sem gor analize gor in dol, razlagala interpretirala bolezenske psihe itd. Vendar se mi vzdiguje zelodec. Vsekakor pa tega nihce ne bi pricakoval od cloveka .ki ga pozna od njegovega 15 leta...

poslano v temi :: Malo manj dobro jutro

Tki Rednamayy je izgleda bolezensko zaljubljena vame...yuck... Njena druga stran ( ena od mnogih) pa me bolezensko sovrazi. Meni pa se bruha ob obeh ...

poslano v temi :: Malo manj dobro jutro

Lani ali kdaj ze.sem se registrirala na tale forum SAMO IN edino zato,ker me je zato Izrecno prosila t.k.i. " Icecold".... Tudi iz dopisovanja z njo po mailu bi Se dala sestaviti kaksna pogrosna grozljivka.

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Naj vas, dragi cvekaci in ostala publika, razveselim z novico, da sem po telepatskih poteh izvedela kdo in kaj je rednna. Ona in njene ogabne pojavne oblike, ki ta forum spreminjajo v greznico par excellence.

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Mc Mis se nima za kaj opravicevat.Prej obratno! Ad. 2 Mc Mis je zelo PRILJUBLJENA, tako na forumu, kot sicer.

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No tudi ce imas "samo" dva otroka in prisrcnega moza, ki ni v tujini, je kar tezko. Videla si londonske razmere in cene, najdrazja postavka v budgetu pa so vrtci in aktivnosti za otroke, pa tudi naporno jih je voziti okoli, do 10 leta si jih nisem upala puscati samih v solo, ker je bilo predalec in prenevarno. ( to ni bila paranoia, saj so tudi druge mame ravnale enako). Dejstvo pa je, da je dobro delati in imeti svojo kariero izven doma Pri majhnih otrocih se posebej, ker se t po par letih zacenjajo mozgani spreminjati v ovseno kaso 😆 Jaz sem delala ves cas v druzinski firmi, najprej kot deklica za vse potem CFO pa tudi prostovoljno delo v sami obcini / social worker/ Ce bi samo sedela doma, obkrozena z otrocicki in mamicami, bi se mi sfrkljalo 🙂 Milsim pa na svojo odlocitev, ko sem zavestno zavrnila dobro placano sluzbo zaradi katere bi bila denarno na slabsem, ker ne bi mogla delati svojega " drugega sihta" doma in bi morala placati cistilko, likarico, in varusko za 5 ur na dan. Zanska iz kaksnega drugacnega okolja ( recimo "zahodnega nesocialisticnega, lol se najbrz ne bi sekirala, ali ne toliko, ker trenutno ni "gainfully employed".

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Foxy, ce mislis, da ne bi mogla ziveti kot stay-at-home mum... ti zagotovim, da imas s par otroki in gospodinsjtvom ali dvema, vec dela kot ti v avstrijskem hotelu. Fizicnega in psihicno napornega tudi. Ali pa, naprimer, da se podrazi ze tako bozjastno drag vrtec. tvoja sluzba pa ne prinese zadosti denarja da bi lahko s tem placevali varusko , kuharico, likarico, cistilko itd. V podobnem polozaju sem bila nekje 2998, sicer ne prav dolgo. Dejansko sem sestela svoje ure, jih ovrednotila po trzni ceni, in uvidela da se ne splaca sprejeti nove, boljse sluzbe, ki bi bila precej dalec, koncni rezultat bi bila od doma od 7 do 19 pribliyno. In je nisem. Zgleda pa da je nas "samoupravno socialisticni" sistem ( ali kar je ze bilo) vseeno obrodil sadove kar se tice enakopravnosti zensk pri delu ? Sicer se tudi jaz sama pred seboj ne b i sekirala in ( sama pred sabo) opravicevala tega, da ne bom sprejela dobre prilike in delala dvojne sihte. Sicer pa mislim,avtorica, da je vprasanje ZELO nesramno.

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Tudi Partisan Song je neverjetna. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S34cVkL6zCE

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Closin Time je ena mojih najljubsih. Tudi tekst je ful dober.... Ah we're drinking and we're dancing And the band is really happening And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion She's the angel of compassion She's rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker every dancer Lifts a happy face to thank her The fiddler fiddles something so sublime All the women tear their blouses off And the men they dance on the polka-dots And it's partner found, it's partner lost And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's closing time (Closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) Yeah the women tear their blouses off And the men they dance on the polka-dots And it's partner found, it's partner lost And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's closing time Ah we're lonely, we're romantic And the cider's laced with acid And the holy spirit's crying, where's the beef? And the moon is swimming naked And the summer night is fragrant With a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger Down the snakes and up the ladder To the tower where the blessed hours chime And I swear it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The gates of love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But closing time (Closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) I swear it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The gates of love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since (I can't say much has happened since) We're closing time Closing time I loved you for your beauty But that doesn't make a fool of me You were in it for your beauty too And I loved you for your body There's a voice that sounds like god to me Declaring, (declaring) declaring, declaring that your body's really you And I loved you when our love was blessed And I love you now there's nothing left But sorrow and a sense of overtime And I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don't care what happens next Looks like freedom but it feels like death It's something in between, I guess It's closing time (Closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex Looks like freedom but it feels like death It's something in between, I guess It's closing time Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing But there's nothing really happening And the place is dead as heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion Gets me fumbling gets me laughing She's a hundred but she's wearing Something tight And I lift my glass to the awful truth Which you can't reveal to the ears of youth Except to say it isn't worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice And it's once for the devil and once for Christ But the boss don't like these dizzy heights We're busted in the blinding lights Of closing time (Closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) The whole damn place goes crazy twice And it's once for the devil and once for Christ But the boss don't like these dizzy heights We're busted in the blinding lights (Busted in the blinding lights) Busted in the blinding lights Of closing time Closing time Oh the women tear their blouses off And the men they dance on the polka-dots It's closing time And it's partner found, it's partner lost And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's closing time I swear it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It's closing time (closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) (Closing time) The gates of love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But closing time I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex https://lh3.ggpht.com/WKFUMK1HkgCxigE_S8LA-gJE-BM5w-rsYpJmYkz4c5kWGYyVRsMSMCGACvH11g5EgXsOnbJQRw=s192-c-e100

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