CRISIS 2007-2008.
Bueno, hoy, me llego este gran documento explicando, para no iniciados como yo, la situación económica mundial. Como me ha gustado, os la dejo aqui. Aviso, es larga También querÃa pediros perdon por el formato. Trataré de subirlo en otro formato si me dá tiempoÂ
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11001 + 1 = 11010
Unwritten
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined only you can let it in
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned
staring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your inhibitions
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lie-eye-ine
we’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way, no
staring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your inhibitions
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
staring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your inhibitions
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
¿Cómo sabemos si un código es bueno?
¿Algo que decir? Yo sólo tengo que decir que ¿Para que preocuparse? “La programación no es nuestro negocio”
Fortune
 
Los malos amantes son como los malos zapatos; puedes volver a casa con ellos y sonreir como si no pasara nada pero, a largo plazo, te joden la espalda, te estropean la figura y te quitan las ganas de caminar.
--La Petit Claudine
 
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