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Apr. 11th, 2006 02:02 pmAll right, I've got the newspaper (the usual) spread out in front of me. (I didn't dress up to go to the newsstand, but it was close. I have a strange conception of pride.)
At 15:00 pm the projections were incredibly positive. But from then on, until 03:00 this morning (I'm not joking), we've all been dying a little on the inside. Head to bloody head all. the. bloody. time.
After dinner I gave up and watched Lost*. When it ended too soon, I went downstairs to help mum and gran make cappelletti (a kind of pasta, in a very approximative way) for the Easter lunch. It's five bloody years that I've been waiting for this day. Needless to say that I've been snapping at anyone and anything in reach.
But now, now I can say, as the votes of the Italians abroad has been counted in as well, that not only the Chamber of Deputies has gone to the Union, but the Senate as well.
We've made it. By a handful of votes - but we fucking did.
We did.
And, STRANGELY ENOUGH, it was only yesterday in the late afternoon that word gets out of a, let's say, strange fact. Gianpiero Fiorani, investigated for trying to make a bid for one of the main Italian banks, Antonveneta, during a questioning has made some excellent names. Some of which are, and I'm quoting from - page 23 of La Repubblica's issue dated 2006/04/11, Silvio Berlusconi in primis, but also Calderoli, Tremonti (Minister of Economy, by the by), Dell'Utri, Previti and Grillo. Amongst others.
I can almost hear Berlusconi's voice say once again, like he did ten years ago, regarding other processes (he has had a lot of those, over the years - if you're wondering, the answer to your question is 'prescription'), "I'm calm and relaxed, at night I sleep like a baby."
I also remember Roberto Benigni replying "As to say that he wakes up every three hours and cries."
* Which has finally started! I've only seen the first handful of episodes. Save the first. ("Hey, there's Lost on Raidue!" "Finally! When does it start?" "Yesterday." "...Oh.") I have to say that there's one pretty boy that has quite caught my eye. When I tried to catch his name, it sounded something like 'Bum' It probably wasn't it. I'll keep on calling him that anyway.
At 15:00 pm the projections were incredibly positive. But from then on, until 03:00 this morning (I'm not joking), we've all been dying a little on the inside. Head to bloody head all. the. bloody. time.
After dinner I gave up and watched Lost*. When it ended too soon, I went downstairs to help mum and gran make cappelletti (a kind of pasta, in a very approximative way) for the Easter lunch. It's five bloody years that I've been waiting for this day. Needless to say that I've been snapping at anyone and anything in reach.
But now, now I can say, as the votes of the Italians abroad has been counted in as well, that not only the Chamber of Deputies has gone to the Union, but the Senate as well.
We've made it. By a handful of votes - but we fucking did.
We did.
And, STRANGELY ENOUGH, it was only yesterday in the late afternoon that word gets out of a, let's say, strange fact. Gianpiero Fiorani, investigated for trying to make a bid for one of the main Italian banks, Antonveneta, during a questioning has made some excellent names. Some of which are, and I'm quoting from - page 23 of La Repubblica's issue dated 2006/04/11, Silvio Berlusconi in primis, but also Calderoli, Tremonti (Minister of Economy, by the by), Dell'Utri, Previti and Grillo. Amongst others.
I can almost hear Berlusconi's voice say once again, like he did ten years ago, regarding other processes (he has had a lot of those, over the years - if you're wondering, the answer to your question is 'prescription'), "I'm calm and relaxed, at night I sleep like a baby."
I also remember Roberto Benigni replying "As to say that he wakes up every three hours and cries."
* Which has finally started! I've only seen the first handful of episodes. Save the first. ("Hey, there's Lost on Raidue!" "Finally! When does it start?" "Yesterday." "...Oh.") I have to say that there's one pretty boy that has quite caught my eye. When I tried to catch his name, it sounded something like 'Bum' It probably wasn't it. I'll keep on calling him that anyway.