We hooked! While everything that I told in my previous post, it happened, our dear friend James was scratching his balls in his hoax. Uyyyy, sorry, in your home.
The boy checked the mail, I guess it would be Blog watching the neurons in Fuga , scheduling a post ... God knows what was Santi horns, but the issue is that I had several windows open, and among them was the blog of neurons.
Neurons And my blog, there is one small step. Very short, indeed!
At one point in the evening, was visited by Gustavo.
Your pc screen saver was activated, and it made me completely forget what I was seeing.
At one point, a touch of one of the two, the guard disappeared and what he saw Gus was a post of neurons.
Santi became desperate to get him out, he thought Gus had failed to see anything, but Gustavo, who has no hair fool, to go home, through Google, reached Neurons in Fuga (where I am co-owner).
His comments were signed as "anonymous."
just happened to coincide with a post of his brother Marc.
My cellular sounded: "Marce calling."
Attend and Marc tells me
- I think Gus walks through the blog. By the way, I got the links of yours, and all that I related to, but clicking on your profile, listed Shared Stories .
- No way, you will escape you?
is that there was no way Gus found out about this project. It was sort of top secret for some.
Marce swore by all that he had not been.
After investigating the missing (Santi), it tells us about the visit, adding:
- have eagle eyes, look, I took it out quickly. Above the name of the blog, fuck it, it is not small. Similarly, there is still no certainty that it was him.
Santi was right, still did not know ...
Until he made it clear who he was, on both blogs!
Although Marc had gotten it all, Gus had seen my space, and was busy reading the entire blog.
In a post, left me a comment where I noticed it hurt and angry, I was reading it, and it was something related to it.
I replied, obviously, we got the points - somehow - and the time came where I received an email from him:
Some of Gus mail:
"It pains me to read you, knowing you went through so much and told me only half.
you do not understand how you open with strangers and myself were not able to talk that way.
do not tell me everything you did that son of a bitch??
I loved you Pau. But you I walked away.
Never came on the heels Diego. And you can not, no man can ever do it because you have it on a pedestal.
do not understand how James did not you say it, does not make you react. Because it is the one that really listens.
And now that the blogs, which is to my own brother got me upset.
Because he knows who talk a lot on yours and not told me. "
long the mail was really sent me.
But what would not, under any circumstances, was that there are problems between Marc and him.
My answer:
"I read everything, I understand. At some points you're right, but we need to talk.
Poné date, place and time, which I'll be there. "
The event, personally, could not be, but we talk by phone.
Luckily, Marc and he came not to fight. Solved it.
addition, the opening of Neurons in leak was a result of that we were all very far away, and Marcelo, precisely, was rooted in China. The blog was excuse to be closer to three. And just a few friends knew the secret. Now it is vox populi, hahaha, but in my personal face. There are people who prefer to continue ignoring it.
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And ... the next post is IT (will be only on Monday, so read this link that I speak here of Marinovio). Who holds me, loves me, spoils me, tell me tender words, I shit a fart when he sent me some, and in the almost 15 months we are together, has not played well.
never really touched me good!
The problems have always revolved around me.
If not flee so far - according to my friends - does not get out.
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Pasalo jewel!
gift I sent you all my love!
for me, and I'll forward you a happy weekend in advance, this week has been complicated in many respects, but see you on Monday!
Kisses to everyone!!
Hinaichigo me seems simply beautiful ... 
