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waiting last night to put the item in the Friday Night Lights Friday, the second of the third season, suddenly you hear a "bruuuuuum!" tremendous and trembles all for about 2 seconds scarce, not more. My first thought is that something big had fallen in the kitchen (a closet or similar) because it gave me the impression that the vibration was coming from, but instantly dismissed it because he had not really heard any stroke and the intensity the vibration grew. Second, and more incredible is that I planted a giant foot in the kitchen and the whole house shaking. That also lasted a moment, I dismissed by fantasy, but not the first time I devote myself to believe in these things science fiction when I block what is happening. I remember once in Covadonga, Asturias, Gabriel Josillo and I were walking in a meadow surrounded by spectacular mountains, wild horses, goats and cows, we had a hump in front of us, so we could not see from a distance what was coming next . Suddenly he began to hear a BRUM! BRUM! BRUM!! That more was heard nearer and with the vibration that accompanied him. I stood still waiting for it to appear or something like a giant mound of dirt behind, knew it was not possible, but hey! to ended question I kept thinking. In the end it was a cow that was fearless gorge because he had climbed a cliff had collapsed. Total last night, after dropping both the last thing I thought is it was a gas explosion from a neighbor, but of course, there had been such an explosion noise. After all these possibilities go through my head in those two seconds esacsos, I got up and went running into the hallway and my roommate did the same, once the two in the hallway said,
- Have you noticed?
- How not to notice! What was that?
- An earthquake!
- What?!
- Yes, indeed, the best you can do when an earthquake is put under the maro of any door or in your bathroom, which is small, usually in places where there is nothing you can fall over.
- I = poker face. The local news
say a quake of 3.4 with origins in Marina del Rey and Venice Beach and qualify as "small earthquake" but want to study its relationship with another earthquake in San Fernando Valley a few days ago and, incidentally, say the Southern California should be prepared for an intense seismic activity. There you're wearing!

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night I decided to change the day and take advantage of Jet Lag is one to travel westward: from Madrid to Los Angeles. Jetlag from east to west is that after 8 pm from here (California) you fall sleep and 5 in the morning you open your eyes and none can shut them again. Apparently the jet lag is much better than he who has one when traveling east from California to Spain, for example, because in this case you have not sleep when night falls there, but up in the morning is a nightmare . Since I arrived I woke up between 5 and 6 am every day and that this is what normal people do because at 5 pm and dusk, unlike Spain, at 6:30 am. it's morning. Total at that time there is little to do but if you practice yoga (as in my case since I was born for those who do not know me) in which case the discipline, and other things that I will not explain here, make it at 6 am someone opens the yoga center in Los Angeles when I go and sing the GuruGita so for someone like me (I mean that from childhood I have been educated in this type of practice) is as if you did a gift each morning. So far I've had more time to the Californian and English so I could not hardly ever go.
the way it was dawning and I made a couple Photo from the car to risk that I will blow their whistles at traffic lights and take-out when it was green. Hope you like!

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Back in Elei


8:00 am. in what we call the building auditorium at UCLA Haines, a speck of attending my first class in the second quarter, a class that is part of undergraduate and postgraduate in Sociology. Arrived 2 minutes later, everyone is already sitting in silence and the room was impressed enough, is neither more nor less, as the movies. I feel, upon entering on the left, so as not to disturb anyone. When I looked up meeting half anthropology department scattered among nearly 200 students in the classroom What the hell are you doing here? One of the girls in my department, but also visitors like me from Israel, shake hands on a plain "VEN PA 'CA' there I go, bag, jacket, wallet, car keys, glasses ... I get to the site that is just on the other side, miraculously without anything I drop. I'm sorry, look on the armrest that is everyone except me and supported me find it under the seat, try getting up and I drop everything, get out, snap it is to be a hit and I did not want make noise! Tap and the class starts. The teacher is from England and is now being more English accent note that ever, the best has been at Christmas. In half of the class divided the pen without realizing it and fly the cap against the girl sitting in front of me, as each row of seats is higher than the previous cap directly given to the head. She turns around, I apologize, I smile and starts looking for the top, you trying to say do not worry, you do not need, but nothing, still looking for the top without stopping. He wears a black shirt with gold lettering behind where it says: all you need is love Theta. "All you need is love THETA" Does anyone know why fraternities are Greek letters as names? Overall, the girl "Z" is looking to cap a strong emphasis that I can continue the class without it. Sometimes you wish people here were not so so so nice. Towards the end I notice that almost everyone has his thermos of coffee, I think a great idea for the next myself. End of class. The girl asked Israel to do this Christmas, before finishing the sentence and I think I was wrong to question: "nothing here in LA, do not celebrate Christmas." I go to speak with the teacher (and we know it, is that given for asking things in the middle of class last quarter) asked me if I just arrived from Spain for the holidays, I say yes, I said it feels much class time, the 8 man, yeah es una putada, pero vaya, hay cosas peores. A las 9 de vuelta a casa por Sunset Boulevard, casi sin coches y con un sol precioso, las palmeras, el calorcito, la gente sonriente, los cochazos, la 405, las casazas… ¡¡ya estoy aquí otra vez!!