tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837681997642954852024-03-13T05:52:26.116+01:00plan para hoy (y hombre para mañana)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.comBlogger724125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-49587186581407063562015-07-31T22:31:00.001+02:002015-07-31T22:31:16.062+02:00On the road again.Queridos todos (si es que hay alguien ahí...),<br />
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Aquí vuelvo, tras un paréntesis larguito donde he estado en otros menesteres. Pero para una verborréica empedernida como yo, estoy que me posteo encima ya, la verdad.<br />
Así es que, sirva este párrafo como un "hola mozos!", y sigamos como si pareciese que fué ayer.<br />
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GOOD MORNING AMERICAAAA!!!Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-86325468114522197752012-11-01T23:08:00.000+01:002012-11-01T23:08:03.210+01:00California. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On the road again.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-30459345232649059112012-05-02T01:35:00.000+02:002012-05-02T01:35:39.815+02:00Parecidos razonables.Parece
que hace siglos
que fue ayer...
(por la mañana)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-47462909636540336652012-02-14T02:31:00.004+01:002012-02-14T02:37:55.551+01:00Hiel.Déjame<br />que te borre la sonrisa<br />de un beso<br />que te arranque <br />el corazón.<br /><br />(corazón)<br /><br /><br />(Pero no te atrevas a dejarme nunca más con la hiel en los labios)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-14339694253116971392012-02-10T05:25:00.003+01:002012-02-10T05:38:15.566+01:00Histerias mínimas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwU8pUKRR6BkxmfmycW_d0_b6SRFiYo3WlXsGHOmYhdn26NPROJ7QnQkjx8YFRdTfzy2P1IWYxppSV9PCBY6Ic1VCrLA5qGlU3UszTVYJfnLCDGDp1ymDHCPUv7mz90B6LAaCw70UGZIs/s1600/aczvsnyc.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwU8pUKRR6BkxmfmycW_d0_b6SRFiYo3WlXsGHOmYhdn26NPROJ7QnQkjx8YFRdTfzy2P1IWYxppSV9PCBY6Ic1VCrLA5qGlU3UszTVYJfnLCDGDp1ymDHCPUv7mz90B6LAaCw70UGZIs/s320/aczvsnyc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707361620585651954" /></a><br /><br />http://histeriasminimas.tumblr.com/Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-48701424030389952432012-01-19T19:21:00.003+01:002012-01-19T19:26:09.062+01:00A juzgar por lo vivido.Fuiste mi antes sin después,<br />mi herida sin lamer,<br />mi adiós sin olvido.<br /><br />Mi pretérito impertérrito,<br />mi pasado desperfecto,<br />mi futuro incierto.<br /><br />Fuiste lo que no pudo haber sido,<br />lo que siempre quise ser.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-74742271242320169492012-01-15T00:36:00.001+01:002012-01-15T00:37:58.284+01:00Si me dices algo ahora.... te creeré.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I0rGvFrkvUVU6n7e9yU7WrmWe-Y5EYYZ_Az4IajIK6QCpumBDl2aMMB1XhgKpdUaTYWsgYQ8ir3BaQ6mnEyEj13pxGxtYNNuIP6bvOo4l7KYujgMjuCMzvMh3gnfENaoLklT3ZCvoXk/s1600/396902_10150534334457722_813352721_8714158_827727490_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I0rGvFrkvUVU6n7e9yU7WrmWe-Y5EYYZ_Az4IajIK6QCpumBDl2aMMB1XhgKpdUaTYWsgYQ8ir3BaQ6mnEyEj13pxGxtYNNuIP6bvOo4l7KYujgMjuCMzvMh3gnfENaoLklT3ZCvoXk/s320/396902_10150534334457722_813352721_8714158_827727490_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697635883961744338" /></a><br />http://andreamercedes.tumblr.com/post/14092924525/kiss-my-neck-3Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-48658344858420936982012-01-15T00:36:00.000+01:002012-01-15T00:37:35.757+01:00Si me dices algo ahora..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I0rGvFrkvUVU6n7e9yU7WrmWe-Y5EYYZ_Az4IajIK6QCpumBDl2aMMB1XhgKpdUaTYWsgYQ8ir3BaQ6mnEyEj13pxGxtYNNuIP6bvOo4l7KYujgMjuCMzvMh3gnfENaoLklT3ZCvoXk/s1600/396902_10150534334457722_813352721_8714158_827727490_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I0rGvFrkvUVU6n7e9yU7WrmWe-Y5EYYZ_Az4IajIK6QCpumBDl2aMMB1XhgKpdUaTYWsgYQ8ir3BaQ6mnEyEj13pxGxtYNNuIP6bvOo4l7KYujgMjuCMzvMh3gnfENaoLklT3ZCvoXk/s320/396902_10150534334457722_813352721_8714158_827727490_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697635883961744338" /></a><br />http://andreamercedes.tumblr.com/post/14092924525/kiss-my-neck-3Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-27415461950514754012012-01-03T10:15:00.006+01:002012-01-04T00:48:51.852+01:00Algo que declarar.Mi error preferido<br />(repetido hasta su perfecta ejecución),<br />mi mal mayor..<br />Mi pecado capital de provincias.<br /><br />Tratar de salirme con la tuya<br />por la tangente<br />del círculo más vicioso.<br /><br />*(Y un queso de cabra semi-curado de espanto)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-85091933483001281242011-12-27T20:06:00.000+01:002011-12-27T20:07:16.168+01:00Wishes for new year.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha91S-p0wTks66Fruepkbc4XaI564JwMfumYda85V49Uv7xYl37je-LF2TrSRJqT6_ZHKVL_vXe72z7VlPL4mUNkIfqja-NGYpjElvspkdXekDDG4_jbs77IS20uAauE8k7nUY0rxqItI/s1600/261177443_9be93d828ebc.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha91S-p0wTks66Fruepkbc4XaI564JwMfumYda85V49Uv7xYl37je-LF2TrSRJqT6_ZHKVL_vXe72z7VlPL4mUNkIfqja-NGYpjElvspkdXekDDG4_jbs77IS20uAauE8k7nUY0rxqItI/s320/261177443_9be93d828ebc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690886750037060338" /></a>Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-33687784067832636572011-12-15T13:05:00.004+01:002011-12-15T13:13:20.928+01:00A veces.A veces<br />(sólo a veces)<br />sientes cómo se desprende un trocito de corazón.<br />No demasiado<br />No una parte vital...<br />Un gesto pequeño.<br /><br />Un daño menor, tan doloroso como cortarse la yema de los dedos con el filo de un papel.<br /><br />Y te sorprendes de conservar<br />(todavía)<br />un corazón al que dañar.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-89901935815078320342011-12-14T17:29:00.004+01:002011-12-14T17:39:04.137+01:00Sin la menor importancia.Y<br />de repente<br />amaneció en plena noche.<br /><br />Sin darse la menor importancia.<br /><br />(Como si ocurriese cada día)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-25836538420962484872011-12-09T16:44:00.003+01:002011-12-09T16:56:53.318+01:00Shall we dance?Venga, va, lo admito: No sólo veo programas basura en la tele, también disfruto con ellos. Considero que son los mejores programas de humor que pueden verse.<br />Me entusiasma especialmente el momento en el que cortan la acción que sea (un drama intenso, un momento de sinceridad, una señora mayor llorando, un tipo que acaba de descubrir que la tronista que "le flipa" se acaba de "dar el filete" con el porno-star de turno (de verdad, ignoraba que fuese un gremio tan extendido)... Lo que sea. Sabes que en cualquier momento, y con calzador, la presentadora va a introducir discretamente una cuña publicitaria "¿y sabes qué puede venirte bien para el disgusto, Ramón? ¿sabes cómo puedes olvidar el vídeo que acabas de ver en el que Sonia ha tenido tres orgasmos con Pablo? Pues esto se te pasa con un caqui Pérsimon! y ahora vamos a bailar!".<br />Yo me he quedado con la copla, y desde hace un mes llevo dos caquis de la variedad Pérsimon en el bolso, para limar asperezas.<br />Ya los he ofrecido dos veces, una vez desde el coche y otra enmedio de una agria disputa callejera, y me han dado ideas buenísimas para hacer con la fruta.<br />La gente, siempre ayudando.<br /><br />Voy a bailar.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-21400285573585867752011-11-29T20:33:00.004+01:002011-11-29T20:39:12.220+01:00Una entre un millón.Teniendo en cuenta<br />que ni tú eres lo que yo necesito<br />ni yo soy lo que buscas<br />podría decirse<br />que hemos tenido mucha suerte<br />al encontrarnos.<br /><br />(El índice de probabilidades nunca estuvo de nuestro lado de la cama)Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-16975658475733779942011-11-18T20:42:00.004+01:002011-11-18T20:59:26.625+01:00Stolen words N.33<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ73SF5BiTetk6KEBkERt5S4egpyKfWnB3_mVpXZXvAsREQnwRphjyn-9aUfQxbgV3KoEWzgthohqu7tuJWqN2SyZujoV2XYYPdW4QXiO8ogzkgk1zOon0ZNzwUnZdMzXWkXOkCheipd8/s1600/IMG_2481.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ73SF5BiTetk6KEBkERt5S4egpyKfWnB3_mVpXZXvAsREQnwRphjyn-9aUfQxbgV3KoEWzgthohqu7tuJWqN2SyZujoV2XYYPdW4QXiO8ogzkgk1zOon0ZNzwUnZdMzXWkXOkCheipd8/s320/IMG_2481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676427862313365906" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Microzoología.<br /><br />"El día que dejemos <br />de enamorarnos como perras<br />nos aburriremos como ostras."</span><br /><br />Ajo.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-49746649668385535302011-11-14T12:35:00.002+01:002011-11-14T12:39:18.767+01:00Strange.<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lJCL9yc-R1g?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>"><br />Días extraños<br />en los que extraño<br />aquellos días<br />extraños.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-28992658161457848912011-11-09T12:01:00.002+01:002011-11-09T12:04:38.570+01:00Works<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifsvg8WQXzItJ4czCdupcd8a4owpqoOSyYVgzpeefhaILsv8St8lw4YjdiTKIqnW7FUaLlkD73t9IgiLErv6eMAZpmY-hKE-usjtE3xHqtds6Th-VamoALW60JxQDoWuFtUHXrGuO-AhE/s1600/cabecera+works%2526words.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifsvg8WQXzItJ4czCdupcd8a4owpqoOSyYVgzpeefhaILsv8St8lw4YjdiTKIqnW7FUaLlkD73t9IgiLErv6eMAZpmY-hKE-usjtE3xHqtds6Th-VamoALW60JxQDoWuFtUHXrGuO-AhE/s320/cabecera+works%2526words.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672950079728072098" /></a><br />Para ver más:<br />http://lacharcuteria.prosite.com/<br /><a href="http://lacharcuteria.prosite.com/"></a>Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-35929329041702119472011-11-06T23:42:00.001+01:002011-11-06T23:43:49.770+01:00Sponsor a freelance (please).<iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rctq3_8Scjs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>">Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-63500378019259989242011-11-06T23:42:00.000+01:002011-11-06T23:43:12.259+01:00Sponsor a freelance (please).<iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rctq3_8Scjs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>">Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-58961123292218290352011-10-24T23:47:00.003+02:002011-10-24T23:54:42.401+02:00Mala costumbre.Me acostumbré <br />a perderte la costumbre.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-10440322283768966542011-10-08T16:46:00.001+02:002011-10-08T16:48:53.969+02:00La carne es débil.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetaHOdNI7_4zdAXriAL4TnP-_F5zeiwJ9xneu4ZsIGlr8gL7hcoSQ6dCc1cmZxKA0JJPCa8QUYqFkf3Srh798zClUANVOf6J95VAALd2Op_sOJ_PPeS-Mr6D73rdpzJNKCFfk78Jm3FY/s1600/la+foto.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetaHOdNI7_4zdAXriAL4TnP-_F5zeiwJ9xneu4ZsIGlr8gL7hcoSQ6dCc1cmZxKA0JJPCa8QUYqFkf3Srh798zClUANVOf6J95VAALd2Op_sOJ_PPeS-Mr6D73rdpzJNKCFfk78Jm3FY/s320/la+foto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661133068929179986" /></a><br />Ya es tarde,<br />me dijiste,<br />mientras se hacía temprano.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-11015017349410469152011-10-05T17:48:00.000+02:002011-10-05T17:50:19.334+02:00Retrato por omisión.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97gf3tp0Lg1p-6H84j5_B_xh7RgoPYrX4vx972SbPGxZQFbxbDTh84yRgy7A54C7Wu61YAe16P18oqkDhQCy_g_3iiv4CgMUM2EllCgHVMPonESDx0Cf1Ojz2FCzYAhFDmvHMzLVyJLc/s1600/IMG_1948.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97gf3tp0Lg1p-6H84j5_B_xh7RgoPYrX4vx972SbPGxZQFbxbDTh84yRgy7A54C7Wu61YAe16P18oqkDhQCy_g_3iiv4CgMUM2EllCgHVMPonESDx0Cf1Ojz2FCzYAhFDmvHMzLVyJLc/s320/IMG_1948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660035613951454578" /></a><br />Si me quedo<br />lo suficientemente quieta<br />me verás.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-83353352353311808372011-10-05T17:46:00.000+02:002011-10-05T17:47:21.321+02:00Sons of a beach.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEY7TRh-INqz-6Wa26IMzPYpxKdHDf9mzdV0UvapViqFweeyRZa-3mtDYx3GJ38vWZl5b6wLP6byVDAsGnFEVIYiUTQOoy54wM1xBwBzM74Bh20XbwXEQ-Le3hqJp7Gwqi4Ylfhyxrv0s/s1600/IMG_1893.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif6_KOlleYy8bvbYQ0AeK6SYamvZaJ1BDYtutrxECElGrNuDrILUj37aJuWS7JQ94-ZYyzblTTXBa4f9FKL3j1BsJDavVOexgATtvy8_0ep-ZJTBp-4GQjhgIHXxOib7y9npYr8dNzrWE/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660035182669913682" /></a>Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-44040347995702728252011-09-22T12:04:00.001+02:002011-09-22T12:05:36.360+02:00Super class.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3kl3QhwRfbD7RVnjGkXl1DTjKTIw17NDveYeCeM_maRCbsDrj_PGfQNPvzC5iNOELON6_Zbk417f94zG7-fjQjNL2LAXYq8MeSLXNoZKw_Xcv7GkKxEKC_EKe8m_r-2j1AJBw_zBtBM/s1600/la+foto.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3kl3QhwRfbD7RVnjGkXl1DTjKTIw17NDveYeCeM_maRCbsDrj_PGfQNPvzC5iNOELON6_Zbk417f94zG7-fjQjNL2LAXYq8MeSLXNoZKw_Xcv7GkKxEKC_EKe8m_r-2j1AJBw_zBtBM/s320/la+foto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655122844906836354" /></a>Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683768199764295485.post-41514874801298006912011-09-13T09:37:00.007+02:002011-09-13T23:21:25.526+02:00La distancia adecuada.Era la segunda vez que coincidíamos y seguíamos sin poder apartarnos el uno del otro.<br />Disfrazada de afinidad iba creciendo una intimidad mal disimulada.<br />Tocarnos hubiese sido la perdición, por lo que guardamos una insuficiente distancia que no nos atrevimos a cruzar salvo con la miradas, que mantenían un discurso paralelo al de las palabras.<br />Sólo al despedirnos las manos se independizaron de la razón y, en silencio, te acaricié la cara, sin quitarte los ojos de dentro. Tu repetiste el gesto.<br />No nos besamos como si no hubiese un mañana.Ana Ce Zetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16066493349507607582noreply@blogger.com6