<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846</id><updated>2011-10-10T23:11:21.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alibi-a-bá</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6378150740843277553</id><published>2007-11-06T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:50:08.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a minha colega da frente veio dizer-me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vê lá tu que fui à casa de banho e a senhora da limpeza estava a ler o jornal em cima do lavatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu pus uma cara de parva, completamente inconclusiva. na verdade eu estava também a ler o jornal, na net, com a janela aberta em cima deste relatório que tenho que "limpar".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6378150740843277553?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6378150740843277553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6378150740843277553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6378150740843277553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6378150740843277553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/11/minha-colega-da-frente-veio-dizer-me-v.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7285265082232693887</id><published>2007-10-31T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:17.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estado em que se encontra a blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RyikCi5D0FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wOJR2PZJiN0/s1600-h/20040722_mbellucci_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RyikCi5D0FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wOJR2PZJiN0/s320/20040722_mbellucci_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127528539394134098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas:&lt;br /&gt;a) não deitada nua na terra (isso pode ser perigoso, pode-se apanhar toxoplasmose);&lt;br /&gt;b) não tão morena (mais em tom de rosa-porquinho);&lt;br /&gt;c) não tão despida (pois que está frio aqui onde trabalho);&lt;br /&gt;d) não tão alta (certamente);&lt;br /&gt;e) sem nenhuma revista que lhe pague e tão bem para pousar de barrigão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, mas o barrigão, esse sim, está  mais ou menos do mesmo tamanho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* foto raptada &lt;a href="http://edeuscriouamulher.blogspot.com/"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7285265082232693887?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7285265082232693887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7285265082232693887' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7285265082232693887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7285265082232693887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/10/estado-em-que-se-encontra-bloguer-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RyikCi5D0FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wOJR2PZJiN0/s72-c/20040722_mbellucci_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6245759838166907362</id><published>2007-10-31T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:47:58.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a maturidade é como uma dança: alguns passos para a frente outros para trás&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6245759838166907362?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6245759838166907362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6245759838166907362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6245759838166907362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6245759838166907362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/10/maturidade-como-uma-dana-alguns-passos.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8421071028497142920</id><published>2007-10-09T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:36:03.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIAMONDS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE NOT&lt;/span&gt; GIRLS' BEST FRIENDS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e quem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ainda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tem dúvidas  que veja o filme "diamantes de sangue" (e todos os diamantes acabam por ser de sangue, pq estão todos "misturados" e não se consegue garantir que um é mais "limpo" que outro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*post irritado na sequência do novo anúncio do Giorgio Armani com a Beyoncé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8421071028497142920?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8421071028497142920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8421071028497142920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8421071028497142920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8421071028497142920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/10/diamonds-are-not-girls-best-friends-e.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1595745106519424143</id><published>2007-10-08T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:13:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of object?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of love is a person having with time, and what kind of object is it for them? Is it, for example, something that needs filling or something that tends to get wasted? Is there never enough ot does a lot of it have to be killed? What makes us feel there is a plenty of it or that is summing out?"&lt;br /&gt;Adam Philips, On Flirtation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1595745106519424143?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1595745106519424143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1595745106519424143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1595745106519424143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1595745106519424143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-kind-of-object-what-kind-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6580026672818178951</id><published>2007-09-12T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:54:44.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cada grão dessa pedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deixo Sísifo no sopé da montanha! Encontramos sempre o nosso fardo. Mas Sísifo ensina a fidelidade superior que nega os deuses e levanta os rochedos. Ele também julga que tudo está bem. Esse universo enfim, sem dono, não lhe parece estéril nem fútil. Cada grão dessa pedra, cada estilhaço mineral dessa montanha cheia de noite, forma por si só um mundo. A própria luta para atingir os píncaros basta para encher um coração de homem. É preciso imaginar Sísifo feliz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Camus, O míto de Sísifo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6580026672818178951?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6580026672818178951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6580026672818178951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6580026672818178951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6580026672818178951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/09/cada-gro-dessa-pedra-deixo-ssifo-no-sop.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6610178573429614949</id><published>2007-09-04T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:31:57.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uma grande frase de engate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me make up for all the things you lack"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                            Justinho Timberlake, Sexyback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6610178573429614949?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6610178573429614949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6610178573429614949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6610178573429614949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6610178573429614949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/09/uma-grande-frase-de-engate-let-me-make.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7658410884507898002</id><published>2007-08-31T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T03:44:23.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estado em que se encontra a blogger:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o rei na barriga!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* ou rainha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7658410884507898002?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7658410884507898002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7658410884507898002' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7658410884507898002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7658410884507898002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/estado-em-que-se-encontra-blogger-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4572534936045924917</id><published>2007-08-23T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:52:58.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"As structure continues to decrease, the opportunity for workers to procrastinate will concomitantly increase. Furthermore, the prevalence and availability of temptation, for example, in the forms of computer gaming or internet messaging, should continue to exacerbate the problem of procrastination. There are simply more activities with desirable features competing for our attention."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tierneylab.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/01/22/procrastinate-now/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4572534936045924917?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4572534936045924917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4572534936045924917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4572534936045924917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4572534936045924917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/as-structure-continues-to-decrease.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6156610257218391611</id><published>2007-08-23T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:52:21.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>descobri que sou extremamente elegante (feminina mesmo) a abrir a embalagem dos lenços, tirar um lenço cá para fora, abrir o lenço e colocá-lo junto ao nariz.&lt;br /&gt;soubesse eu isto há mais tempo e tinha poupado muita manga de camisa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6156610257218391611?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6156610257218391611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6156610257218391611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6156610257218391611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6156610257218391611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/descobri-que-sou-extremamente-elegante.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4127823163302961653</id><published>2007-08-06T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T03:45:32.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>com a saída do tello e do caneira as laterais do sporting ficaram fragilizadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, e que lindo cabelo tem o &lt;a href="http://www.sporting.pt/img/Jogadores/26786.jpg"&gt;miguel veloso&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4127823163302961653?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4127823163302961653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4127823163302961653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4127823163302961653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4127823163302961653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/com-sada-do-tello-e-do-caneira-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1425407891922697836</id><published>2007-08-06T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T03:05:10.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ontem bebi o meu primeiro café de há dois meses para cá. passei toda a tarde a arrumar a casa, quase que me tive que obrigar a parar e sonhei que estava a lavar louça.&lt;br /&gt;não me pode ter feito bem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1425407891922697836?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1425407891922697836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1425407891922697836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1425407891922697836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1425407891922697836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/ontem-bebi-o-meu-primeiro-caf-de-h-dois.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4168902413645039380</id><published>2007-08-01T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:59:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na loja de roupa (das finas, apenas eu como cliente as escutava)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srª empregada 1 - ... e depois ela disse "mas você pensa que eu sou alguma incompetente?"&lt;br /&gt;srª empregada 2 - ela disse isso à cliente?&lt;br /&gt;srª empregada 1 - ah pois! se alguém me estivesse a vender uma coisa e falasse assim comigo eu mandava-a eu mandava-a ...&lt;br /&gt;srª empregada 2 e eu mesma em suspense. eu pensava "catar-se", "pro caralho?"&lt;br /&gt;srª empregada 1 - ... tomar banho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum, ok. com este calor qq pessoa é aconselhada a tomar um banho de vez em quando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4168902413645039380?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4168902413645039380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4168902413645039380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4168902413645039380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4168902413645039380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/08/na-loja-de-roupa-das-finas-apenas-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6699781159491301631</id><published>2007-07-30T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:17.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rq3zveSJRQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xiKklRfJfcs/s1600-h/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092994750534468866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rq3zveSJRQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xiKklRfJfcs/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;menino jesus, dá uma forte caganeira a estes senhores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/07/30/nacional/planeta_cada_com_mais_armas.html"&gt;http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/07/30/nacional/planeta_cada_com_mais_armas.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6699781159491301631?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6699781159491301631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6699781159491301631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1198546026465209477</id><published>2007-07-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T07:15:42.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;estado em que se encontra a blogg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;er&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"que giro tia, estás tão branca! pareces mesmo a noiva cadáver"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;joana "morenaça", 14 anos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1198546026465209477?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1198546026465209477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;os detergentes comuns não são bio-degradáveis;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;não serem bio-degradáveis implica que são acumulados nas cadeias alimentares;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;essa acumulação implica que hajam animais que morrem doentes o que faz com que outros morram de fome;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mesmo para quem não seja fã dos bichinhos isto é importante, pq essas cadeias fazem com que os ecossistemas funcionem e o funcionamento dos ecossistemas garante-nos muitos serviços, como, por exemplo, a redução do efeito de estufa;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; a &lt;a href="http://e-loja.quercus.pt/scid/eStore/"&gt;e-loja da quercus&lt;/a&gt; vende detergentes biodegradáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-123427550346970967?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/123427550346970967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=123427550346970967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/123427550346970967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/123427550346970967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/pub-os-detergentes-comuns-no-so-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7481860953719830198</id><published>2007-07-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T08:51:58.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há duas coisas que me causam angústia neste momento da minha vida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a sílvia (a do anúncio não sei o apelido), coitadinha, que vai ao feira nova todos os dias por causa dos frescos. em que "frescos" se refere mm a produtos de culinária e não a uns quantos empregados giros ou qq coisa do género;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- o kiefer sutherland que se sacrifica há tanto tempo pelos EUA, o que vale é que são uns EUA com uns presidentes negros giros pá, mm giros, ficção científica, parece-me. bom, o último episódio que eu tinha visto ele tinha vindo de 2 anos de tortura chinesa a que se tinha submetido para manter o então presidente no poder. mas lá está, o presidente era giro pá, mm giro. ontem ele ia submeter-se à fúria das prisões russas, e desta vez nem sequer o presidente é giro. ah, espera, é, pq é o irmão mais novo do outro. ah, então está bem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7481860953719830198?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7481860953719830198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7481860953719830198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7481860953719830198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7481860953719830198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/h-duas-coisas-que-me-causam-angstia.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-3491975026729376749</id><published>2007-07-25T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:31:50.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;O que ando a ler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respondendo ao &lt;a href="http://edeuscriouamulher.blogspot.com/2007/07/literatura-da-poca-o-que-ando-ler.html"&gt;miguel marujo&lt;/a&gt; e por ordem crescente de páginas lidas por unidade de tempo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Luz de Agosto de William Faulkner (há demasiado tempo parado)&lt;br /&gt;2. Em busca do tempo perdido, Do lado de swann de Marcel Proust (também muito bom para pisa papeis, aliás)&lt;br /&gt;3.  A era do vazio, Gilles Lipovestsky&lt;br /&gt;4. A noite e o riso, Nuno Bragança&lt;br /&gt;5. A inocência e o pecado, Graham Greene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desafio-te para fazeres um post com o tema a noite e o riso (sobre a inocência e o pecado são muito deles já)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e gostava de cuscar nas leituras da &lt;a href="http://bombazzine.blogspot.com/"&gt;ana vicente&lt;/a&gt;, sandera e todos aqueles que as queiram partilhar aqui ou elsewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3491975026729376749?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3491975026729376749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3491975026729376749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3491975026729376749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3491975026729376749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-que-ando-ler-respondendo-ao-miguel.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-3983943294406781883</id><published>2007-07-25T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:35:25.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no wc feminino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"- ai, clara, estás mais gorda!&lt;br /&gt;- não estou nada, tu é que não me tinhas visto com estas calças!&lt;br /&gt;- não não, estás mais gorda, mais cheia!&lt;br /&gt;- oh rute cala-te, eu estou é todaboa!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3983943294406781883?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3983943294406781883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3983943294406781883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3983943294406781883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3983943294406781883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-wc-feminino-ai-clara-ests-mais-gorda.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6284220128446043227</id><published>2007-07-25T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:14:20.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elogios à grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais do que um emprego, ele vive isto como uma missão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ou qq deste género, sobre tony blair por shimon peres, à cerca do quarteto para a paz (em breve em adaptação ao grande ecran, com a jessica alba e tudo, ahahahah). verdade ou não - e como é preciso não esquecer que o tony foi dos que mais apoiou a invasão do iraque - é um elogio à grande)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6284220128446043227?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6284220128446043227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6284220128446043227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6284220128446043227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6284220128446043227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/elogios-grande-mais-do-que-um-emprego.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8829160642070469503</id><published>2007-07-23T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T06:33:33.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A vida é imensa: o barulho do carro lá fora na rua já é poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;... a menos que esse carro seja o family frost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8829160642070469503?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8829160642070469503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8829160642070469503' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8829160642070469503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8829160642070469503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/vida-imensa-o-barulho-do-carro-l-fora-j.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5920920378875093390</id><published>2007-07-20T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T06:03:47.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quando pedro miguel ramos diz à fernanda serrana "amo-te" será que ela acha que é a sério ou que ele está de novo (como sempre) a fazer publicidade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(co-fabricado com N, o grande, quando vimos uma revista onde eles pousavam felizes, ele vestindo uma t-shirt do seu franchise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5920920378875093390?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5920920378875093390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5920920378875093390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5920920378875093390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5920920378875093390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/quando-pedro-miguel-ramos-diz-fernanda.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2347707519241904233</id><published>2007-07-20T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T02:56:01.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pérolas dos porcos* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"   &gt;I’m the fear addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Prodigy, Fire starter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* não por terem falta de higiene, mas pq são feios e maus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2347707519241904233?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2347707519241904233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2347707519241904233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2347707519241904233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2347707519241904233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/prolas-dos-porcos-im-fear-addicted.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2906328246730824218</id><published>2007-07-19T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:13:56.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isto não está a ficar bonito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Rússia vai pôr um fim à cooperação com o Reino Unido no domínio da "luta contra o terrorismo", em resposta às medidas tomadas por Londres no caso do ex-espião Alexandre Litvinenko, anunciou o porta-voz da diplomacia russa Mikhail Kaminin. Paralelamente, Moscovo anunciou também uma série de represálias contra o Reino Unido no quadro da diplomacia internacional, nomeadamente a expulsão de quatro diplomatas britânicos." Público, hoje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2906328246730824218?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2906328246730824218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2906328246730824218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2906328246730824218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2906328246730824218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/ai-isto-no-est-ficar-bonito-rssia-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7788662909368756215</id><published>2007-07-19T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T03:33:15.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;num confronto entre os senhores do citibank e os helders (acho que é sem h, mas... aqueles senhores americanos de fato e chapinha na lapela), quem é que ganha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isto é, qual o desenlace: o helder fica com um cartão de crédito ou o sr citibank converte-se em helder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7788662909368756215?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7788662909368756215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7788662909368756215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7788662909368756215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7788662909368756215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/num-confronto-entre-os-senhores-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1029428566607732988</id><published>2007-07-17T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T06:05:41.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um tipo parecido com o christian slater  olhou-me de alto a baixo e franziu as sobrancelhas. que devo depreender?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1029428566607732988?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1029428566607732988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1029428566607732988' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1029428566607732988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1029428566607732988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/grrr-um-tipo-parecido-com-o-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8816242668187389463</id><published>2007-07-16T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T08:07:13.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humpf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o consumo eléctrico no sector residencial (que representa cerca de 30% do total) tem anulado as poupanças globais alcançadas neste sector"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"os portugueses revelam um comportamento que está longe da meta de redução de energia eléctrica. Pelo contrário: foi o terceiro país da Europa dos 15 que mais aumentou o consumo de electricidade entre 2003 e 2004: 5%, apenas ultrapassado pela Irlanda e pela Espanha - para uma média europeia de 1,79%"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dn, hoje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8816242668187389463?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8816242668187389463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8816242668187389463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8816242668187389463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8816242668187389463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/humpf-o-consumo-elctrico-no-sector.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6247422941026625230</id><published>2007-07-16T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T08:06:48.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lxandroal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem estava eu amochada no puf a ver os resultados das eleições quando aparece (acho que na RTP 1) um senhor jornalista a fazer entrevistas à porta da sede de campanha do antónio costa (sim, o hotel altis, como de costume):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jornalista - Então a senhora está aqui a celebrar a vitória de António Costa?&lt;br /&gt;Senhora dos seus 80 anos - Sim, sim senhooor.&lt;br /&gt;Jornalista - Então e de onde é?&lt;br /&gt;Senhora dos seus 80 anos - Do Alandroal.&lt;br /&gt;Jornalista - Então e veio de lá para celebrar a vitória de António Costa?&lt;br /&gt;Senhora dos seus 80 anos - Não, eu vim numa escursão ali a Mafra, mas o motorista decidiu vir até aqui para fazermos aqui uma paragem.&lt;br /&gt;Jornalista - Então e está aborrecida?&lt;br /&gt;Senhora dos seus 80 anos - Não, não faz mal. (continua a abanar a sua bandeirinha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom, entre o deprimente e o delirante. mas sem dúvida muito melhor do que o momento em que, na TVI, o MST disse que tinha havido diarreia de discursos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6247422941026625230?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6247422941026625230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6247422941026625230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6247422941026625230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6247422941026625230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/ontem-estava-eu-amochada-no-puf-ver-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8632519402420914834</id><published>2007-07-13T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:46:24.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cartazes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o antónio costa quer transmitir confiança&lt;br /&gt;o negrão seriedade&lt;br /&gt;a helena roseta simplicidade e uma certa intimidade&lt;br /&gt;o zé decisão&lt;br /&gt;o telmo correia exactidão&lt;br /&gt;o da câmara pereira quer transmitir sensibilidade à luz solar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8632519402420914834?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8632519402420914834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8632519402420914834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8632519402420914834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8632519402420914834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/cartazes-o-antnio-costa-quer-transmitir.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5622981037026651733</id><published>2007-07-13T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:17.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nhami!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a letra desta música é, simplesmente, deliciosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd rather dance with you than talk with you&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we just move into the other room&lt;br /&gt;There's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could hear what you said&lt;br /&gt;I doubt my reply would be interesting for you to hear&lt;br /&gt;Because I haven't read a single book all year&lt;br /&gt;And the only film I saw, I didn't like it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Increases the chance of misinterpretation&lt;br /&gt;So let your hips do the talking&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings&lt;br /&gt;And you'll make me smile by really getting into the swing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd rather dance with you, Kings Of Convenience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e fantásticamente cantado por este rapazinho, que é um espectáculo em concerto, entre o desajeitado e o borrifando-se_para_isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rpdcwnw3_iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uwj3v9qT4Ks/s1600-h/erlendoye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rpdcwnw3_iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uwj3v9qT4Ks/s320/erlendoye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086636294515719714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5622981037026651733?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5622981037026651733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5622981037026651733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8190820500595010273</id><published>2007-07-13T03:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T03:04:34.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as gotas dos ares condicionados a cairem na minha cabeça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"drops keep falling on my head, la la la la &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8190820500595010273?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8190820500595010273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estado do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como se eu estivesse a bordo de um barco num mar com muitas ondas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ainda assim há alturas que me consigo esquecer delas, e saborear as gotinhas de água salgada, o cheiro e a frescura delas, e o horizonte tão bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-287389578536843900?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/287389578536843900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=287389578536843900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/287389578536843900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/287389578536843900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/estado-do-tempo-como-se-eu-estivesse.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7751832342858366535</id><published>2007-07-11T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T03:46:23.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estado do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não sei bem, entrei neste edifício há 3 horas, e estava porreirinho. pressuponho que tenha aquecido entretanto, espero que poucachinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no entanto, acabei de comer um pão de deus maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiquei a pensar que talvez fosse uma boa estratégia da igreja católica substituir a hóstia por pãezinhos de Deus, minis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a propósito de sugestões e de igreja, este fds fui a um casamento. o padre era terrível. na homília falou-se de sacrifícios, suplícios, martírios, etc etc e nunca de amor ou de alegria. fosse eu a noiva teria saído lá a correr tão depressa quanto o vestido e os sapatos permitissem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, e ainda havia aquela leitura, não me lembro de onde, mas a ideia era: que o homem tinha que amar a mulher como jesus amou a sua igreja (bom, enfim, comparação difícil de entender) e que a mulher tinha que obedecer e respeitar o homem. sim, obedecer e respeitar, nada de amar. agora, ou o sr que escreveu o texto acha que amar é intrinseco às mulheres, e não é preciso dizer nada, e que obedecer e respeitar é que é de referir, ou então acha que os homens não se precisam de sentir amados, que isso é coisa de meninas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, as sugestões são duas: que hajam padres especializados em casamentos, e outros em funerais (claramente o caso deste padre que apanhei), e que se adopte aquela cena dos noivos escreverem os seus votos, para substituirem estes textos, como vi uma vez no american pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7751832342858366535?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7751832342858366535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7751832342858366535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7751832342858366535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7751832342858366535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/estado-do-tempo-no-sei-bem-entrei-neste.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2155726494340594328</id><published>2007-07-10T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T07:17:54.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estado do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;está um calor do caralho, não está?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*nada de muito relevante a relatar, não fosse eu ter vindo muita gira com camisa e casaco e agora ter que me reduzir ao topzito que trazia debaixo da camisa. para além do mais estas calças estão-me apertadas. as coxas alargaram-se-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2155726494340594328?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2155726494340594328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2155726494340594328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2155726494340594328'/><link 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*gosto muito por sinal, desde que a roupa do 7ºA não esteja estendida (já perdi duas toalhas e umas calças, num total de muitos euros com esta brincadeira) e desde que uma velhota aleatória (coitadinha) não me caia para cima no meio da rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2338300822712566955?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2338300822712566955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2338300822712566955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2338300822712566955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it&lt;br /&gt;bleed onto yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv on the radio, wolf like me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4849123719313452293?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4849123719313452293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4849123719313452293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4849123719313452293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4849123719313452293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/sbsr-ressaca-dream-me-oh-dreamer-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7157146943591576311</id><published>2007-07-05T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:28:47.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="fixed" href="http://blackle.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://blackle.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the black label for google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, e diz que é mais amigo do ambiente, que consome menos energia e tal&lt;br /&gt;("Levando em conta a altíssima popularidade do site podem ser economizados cerca de 750 megawatts.hora por ano" se toda a gente aderir)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7157146943591576311?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7157146943591576311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7157146943591576311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7157146943591576311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7157146943591576311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/httpblackle.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4919105655668164460</id><published>2007-07-04T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T08:04:41.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="arial_azul_escuro"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Vacas famintas invadem aldeia" (noticia do DN de hoje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadinhas, mas a mim só me surge na cabeça:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"parecem bandos de vacas à solta, os putos, os putos"&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4919105655668164460?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4919105655668164460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4919105655668164460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4919105655668164460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4919105655668164460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacas-famintas-invadem-aldeia-noticia.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-429386855386722052</id><published>2007-06-29T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:43:35.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aquele 3º beijinho dos holandeses não estaria endereçado à boca?&lt;br /&gt;é que não faz sentido assim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-429386855386722052?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/429386855386722052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=429386855386722052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/429386855386722052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/429386855386722052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/06/aquele-3-beijinho-dos-holandeses-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6199337662696023804</id><published>2007-06-29T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T02:32:19.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm feeling in a Teen mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;e por isso me soa bem esta musica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i told you things i did before &lt;br /&gt;told you how i used to be &lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me &lt;br /&gt;if you knew my story word for word &lt;br /&gt;handled all of my history &lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did before and had my share &lt;br /&gt;it didn't lead nowhere &lt;br /&gt;i would go along with someone like you &lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you did &lt;br /&gt;who you were hanging with &lt;br /&gt;we could stick around and see this night through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own stuff&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when things has gone this far &lt;br /&gt;people tend to disappear &lt;br /&gt;no one would surprise me unless you do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell there's something goin' on &lt;br /&gt;hours seem to disappear &lt;br /&gt;everyone is leaving i'm still with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what we do &lt;br /&gt;where we are going to &lt;br /&gt;we can stick around and see this night through"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Young Folks - Peter, Bjorn &amp;amp; John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6199337662696023804?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6199337662696023804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rnvo7iq7KwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yc9C3gaaF4w/s1600-h/mentasol5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rnvo7iq7KwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yc9C3gaaF4w/s320/mentasol5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078909114407136002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta gente do marketing! quando é que a hortelã e a clorofila cheiram a rosas? há que ser correcto! ehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5186714656320416937?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5186714656320416937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7146957573298581474</id><published>2007-06-22T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:00:37.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;sabias que ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ípsilon (sumplemento do público às 6ªs, para quem anda distraído) já traz uma classificação das peças em cena por estrelinhas, como há muito que faz com os filmes? ahpoisé! agora é menos arriscado ir ao teatro (bom, se os críticos de confiança)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7146957573298581474?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7146957573298581474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta ta ta ta ta ra ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;é verão! é verã0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta ta ta ta ta ra ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; é verão! é verã0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta ta ta ta ta ra ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;é verão! é verã0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3377175023335649386?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5948799968545977647</id><published>2007-06-14T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:18.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rml1qCq7KvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wGuaNAKAstw/s1600-h/omo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rml1qCq7KvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wGuaNAKAstw/s320/omo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073715820341439218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cristianismo Higiénico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que o perdão (aplicado desde pessoas a situações que a vidinha nos trás) tem um papel importante na remoção de certas nódoas emocionais e de ideias com sujidade entranhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendado pelas melhores marcas de máquinas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5948799968545977647?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5948799968545977647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5948799968545977647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5948799968545977647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5948799968545977647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/06/cristianismo-higinico-diz-que-o-perdo.html' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1966513049240285256</id><published>2007-06-06T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:59:37.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sr jesus, dá uma disenteriazinha ao bush, e manda para lá alguém com menos tendências bélicas, ohfazfavor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1966513049240285256?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1966513049240285256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1966513049240285256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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de onde viemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(carregar na figura para a aumentar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmWZYiq7KuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RFcbygBsUfE/s1600-h/3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmWZYiq7KuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RFcbygBsUfE/s320/3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072629202205485794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2496941890096065055?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2496941890096065055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2496941890096065055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2496941890096065055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2496941890096065055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/06/para-minha-querida-ana-luisa-com-quem.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmWZYiq7KuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RFcbygBsUfE/s72-c/3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2625887027199001442</id><published>2007-06-05T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:45:49.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>há 14 anos, quase metade da minha vida, que ela nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a miúda, força da natureza, como o avô lhe chama, foi crescendo e eu fui crescendo com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje quando digo parabens digo-o de boca cheia. a J. é uma rapariga linda, de olhos brilhantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e digo-me parabéns por esta prenda que a vida me deu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2625887027199001442?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2625887027199001442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2625887027199001442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2625887027199001442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2625887027199001442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/06/h-14-anos-quase-metade-da-minha-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6905716077325038856</id><published>2007-06-04T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:18.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmP14QKxaDI/AAAAAAAAADs/FPI6Sw0jH6c/s1600-h/windsurf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmP14QKxaDI/AAAAAAAAADs/FPI6Sw0jH6c/s320/windsurf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072167952110938162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Auto-retrato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofa-Windsurfer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ou aquela que vai investir muito em meditação para  conseguir sentir o vento no cabelo e a emoção dos saltos  enquanto se encontra repastada em casa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6905716077325038856?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6905716077325038856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6905716077325038856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6905716077325038856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6905716077325038856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/06/auto-retrato-sofa-windsurfer-ou-aquela.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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para os pokemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmA3XwKxaBI/AAAAAAAAADc/7eaI9_TtDbw/s1600-h/sean+penn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RmA3XwKxaBI/AAAAAAAAADc/7eaI9_TtDbw/s320/sean+penn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071114061625780242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1814618826652236722?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1814618826652236722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1814618826652236722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6710230878497054003</id><published>2007-05-31T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:02:55.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;br /&gt;- Chama-se Lance?&lt;br /&gt;- De Lançarote. O da Távola Redonda.&lt;br /&gt;- Essa agora! Mas é um episódio um tanto impróprio.&lt;br /&gt;- Encontrou o Santo Graal.&lt;br /&gt;- Isso foi Galaaz. Lançarote foi encontrado em flagrante, na cama, com a rainha Ginevra. - Que nos impele sempre a ferir os inocentes? A inveja? Parkis tristemente, olhando o filho como se o tivesse traído, suspirou:&lt;br /&gt;- Não sabia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em O fim da aventura, Graham Greene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jO1EOhGkY0&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;for something completely different (ah- ah!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6710230878497054003?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6710230878497054003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6710230878497054003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6710230878497054003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6710230878497054003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/chama-se-lance-de-lanarote.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7901178700354922191</id><published>2007-05-28T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:19.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RlqUQXDetaI/AAAAAAAAADU/JQnEUuQ9s7U/s1600-h/Mark-Rothko-Acrylic-on-Paper--1968--br--Silkscreen-print--180950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RlqUQXDetaI/AAAAAAAAADU/JQnEUuQ9s7U/s320/Mark-Rothko-Acrylic-on-Paper--1968--br--Silkscreen-print--180950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069527339346343330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;calma é disponibilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7901178700354922191?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7901178700354922191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7901178700354922191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7901178700354922191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7901178700354922191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/calma-disponibilidade.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RlqUQXDetaI/AAAAAAAAADU/JQnEUuQ9s7U/s72-c/Mark-Rothko-Acrylic-on-Paper--1968--br--Silkscreen-print--180950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8199385347510100657</id><published>2007-05-23T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T02:23:58.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tenho dado por mim a querer e conseguir silenciar pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como que dissesse ao meu cérebro: chega de ditadura, és viciado em ti mesmo, estás sempre a gastar-me mais energia do que o precisas e mesmo do que o que mereces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daí que talvez seja provável que a quantidade de posts diminua. divirtai-vos entretanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8199385347510100657?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8199385347510100657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8199385347510100657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8199385347510100657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8199385347510100657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/tenho-dado-por-mim-querer-e-conseguir.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1487643474890385054</id><published>2007-05-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T06:53:10.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://environment.newscientist.com/channel/earth/dn11462"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAQs&lt;/em&gt; sobre alterações climáticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seguir o link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1487643474890385054?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1487643474890385054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1487643474890385054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1487643474890385054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1487643474890385054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/faq-sobre-alteraes-climticas.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8811448167842662408</id><published>2007-05-18T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:19.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rk1k1HDetZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rsthddROho8/s1600-h/edward_norton_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065816019451164050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rk1k1HDetZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rsthddROho8/s320/edward_norton_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"todo o burro come palha, é preciso saber dar-lha!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais uma joinha usada pela minha mãe, revelando que por debaixo daquele ar santo de ex-catequista e católica até ao iamago, há uma manipuladorazinha. não que ser católico exclua manipulação, e nem mesmo que ser cristão exclua manipulação. acho que a manipulação é uma palavra excessivamente mal conotada. se eu "manipular" alguém para deixar mais vezes o carro em casa, fará isso de mim uma má pessoa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, e o que é que isso tem a ver com a foto do &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GRANDE!&lt;/span&gt; Edward &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GRANDE!&lt;/span&gt; Norton?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem a ver com um acontecimento da minha vida ontem. Nunca fui menina de ver os documentários da National Geographic, acho que nem sequer chorei no filme Gorilas na Bruma. Sou assim um tanto pro insensível com os animais. Mas ontem deixei-me ficar a ver um filme sobre orcas assassinas. sim, assassinas, mas cheias de pinta, ao melhor estilo da Sharon Stone na atracção fatal, com uma "roupagem" digna de uma Jacqueline Kennedy. Mas não foram as orcas que me fizeram ficar, mas a voz por detrás do documentário. Reconheci-a, mas fiquei na dúvida, por isso fiquei até ao fim, para ver, deliciando-me com o conteúdo (não é só a vida das baleias que estava em discussão, mas de todo o ecossistema que as suporta e que nos fornece serviços variados) o e com a voz do documentário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois parece que sim, que o moço anda a fazer uma série de programas para o National Geographic, "Strange Days on Planet Earth", que avalia as mudanças nos ecossistemas provocadas pelo homem (acho que na foto ele está a dizer "na, na, chega de mess com o planeta!"). É de ver, e principalmente de ouvir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8811448167842662408?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8811448167842662408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8811448167842662408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8811448167842662408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8811448167842662408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/todo-o-burro-come-palha-preciso-saber.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rk1k1HDetZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rsthddROho8/s72-c/edward_norton_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1152027016294885660</id><published>2007-05-14T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T04:38:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>há algo de profundamente libertador no olhar dos bebés. é claro e transparente. verdadeiros budas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1152027016294885660?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1152027016294885660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1152027016294885660' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1152027016294885660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1152027016294885660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/h-algo-de-profundamente-libertador-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8418796250619346478</id><published>2007-05-11T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:49:41.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;corrida às armas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faço aqui um apelo: se ninguém, homem ou mulher, aderir a esta nova moda dos auto-bronzeadores, o contraste entre peles fica reduzido e ninguém, homem ou mulher, precisa de aderir a esta moda dos auto-bronzeadores.&lt;br /&gt;ok? e reservemos o dinheiro correspondente para um pratinho de caracois e uma cervejinha, com ou sem alcool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seja qual for a vossa opção contem comigo para exibir "orgulhosa" o meu tom entre o brancomarfim e o rosaporquinho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8418796250619346478?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8418796250619346478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8418796250619346478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8418796250619346478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8418796250619346478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/corrida-s-armas-fao-aqui-um-apelo-se.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4808121773123964297</id><published>2007-05-10T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:34:09.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Bento XVI defendeu a excomunhão de políticos que legalizem o aborto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a Deus o que é de Deus, a Cesar o que é de Cesar", mas excomunguemos o Cesar por gerir o que é dele!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4808121773123964297?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4808121773123964297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4808121773123964297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4808121773123964297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4808121773123964297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/bento-xvi-defendeu-excomunho-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4395588158956893768</id><published>2007-05-10T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:03:42.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jóias da Fernandinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fernandinha é a minha mãe, esclareço para os LOUCOS que possam aparecer por aqui e, nao me conhecendo, nao saibam quem é a Fernandinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fernandinha tem muitas Jóias, principalmente frases que lhe saiem de quando em vez, colorindo o meu mundo de quando em quando e originando a) largas gargalhadas partilhadas de quando em quando, b) doces reflexões, c) irritações quase-cutâneas, d) todas as outras ao mesmo tempo ou alternadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jóia de que "vos venho falar hoje" é de uma noção FORTE e FIRME do papel de quem ama, como mãe, ou maternalmente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"quem meus filhos beija minha boca adoça"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fernandinha, volta não volta, deixa que esta lhe saia da boca. a verdade é que não é só da boca para fora. dá gosto ver a ausência de sentimento de posse que esta mãe tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live Fernandinha, as suas jóias e as suas gargalhadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4395588158956893768?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4395588158956893768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4395588158956893768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4395588158956893768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4395588158956893768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/joias-da-fernandinha-fernandinha-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5959452348758924453</id><published>2007-05-10T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T06:52:28.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mohindar&lt;/strong&gt; - do substantivo &lt;a href="http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/dar-novos-mundos-ao-mundo-ou-mais-um.html"&gt;Mohinder&lt;/a&gt;. Apreciar a ternura do mundo.  Exemplo: "acho que ele te acha piada. esta sempre a mohindar-te" ou "gosto quando mohindamos juntos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5959452348758924453?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5959452348758924453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5959452348758924453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5959452348758924453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5959452348758924453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/mohindar-do-substantivo-mohinder.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2060128834409283948</id><published>2007-05-09T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T08:19:36.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tenho uma dúvida relativamente ao funcionamento do Karma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se "uma amiga minha" tiver comprado inumeros dvds e cds pirateados, e com isso tiver poupado X euros, será que se essa minha amiga doar esses X euros aos médicos do mundo, o mau Karma correspondente fica saldado?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2060128834409283948?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2060128834409283948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2060128834409283948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2060128834409283948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2060128834409283948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/tenho-uma-dvida-relativamente-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-574791554261989485</id><published>2007-05-08T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:14:54.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>para além da contribuição do paulo portas para a minha homeostasia, há também aquela celebre frase do paulo bento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"andebol mão, futebol pé"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(adoro estas "frases" simples, sem predicado!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada macaco no seu galho, cada desportista com o seu jogo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-574791554261989485?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/574791554261989485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=574791554261989485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/574791554261989485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/574791554261989485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/para-alm-da-contribuio-do-paulo-portas.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4344902341182228888</id><published>2007-05-08T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:19.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RkCmtIQdk5I/AAAAAAAAADE/3CdXd4apKF0/s1600-h/klimt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062229275405292434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RkCmtIQdk5I/AAAAAAAAADE/3CdXd4apKF0/s320/klimt3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;este é o meu quadro favorito do Klimt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;diz-se que foi pintado na sequência de algumas críticas a pintura dele. que ele seria demasiado ousado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;em resposta ele pintou uma senhora de costas a olhar para os criticos de forma provocadora &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4344902341182228888?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4344902341182228888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4344902341182228888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4344902341182228888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4344902341182228888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RkCmtIQdk5I/AAAAAAAAADE/3CdXd4apKF0/s72-c/klimt3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-424551852047848899</id><published>2007-05-07T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T01:52:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o ridículo nao tem limites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no outro dia ouvi o paulo portas a dizer "não são os outros partidos que definem a agenda do PP, o PP tem uma agenda própria" e não é que a frase me ficou a ressoar a ressoar e a ressoar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e não é que ter ouvido o paulo portas a dizer aquilo me fez bem a mim e às minhas coisinhas da minha vidinha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridículo! ridículo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-424551852047848899?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/424551852047848899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=424551852047848899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/424551852047848899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/424551852047848899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-ridiculo-nao-tem-limites-no-outro-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4978515893153354019</id><published>2007-05-03T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:36:38.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if it wouldn't freak people out too much", i want that too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''...and I want a puppy. But not just any puppy, a puppy that does tricks. And please make it warmer in the motel at night, or at least let me find my thick socks. And if it wouldn't freak people out too much, let me live forever. Amen.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O "meu" Randy, do "my name is earl"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4978515893153354019?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4978515893153354019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4978515893153354019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4978515893153354019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4978515893153354019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-it-wouldnt-freak-people-out-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4960325587621160267</id><published>2007-04-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:19.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RjDKPYQdk4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/gTexfeoIPF4/s1600-h/Pina%20Bausch%20Ten%20Chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057764747095413634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RjDKPYQdk4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/gTexfeoIPF4/s320/Pina%2520Bausch%2520Ten%2520Chi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca achei muito nobre a cena das pontas. uma mulher nunca se deve por em bicos dos pés para nada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;viva a dança contemporânea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(pina bausch in das blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4960325587621160267?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4960325587621160267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4960325587621160267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4960325587621160267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4960325587621160267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/nunca-achei-muito-nobre-cena-das-pontas.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RjDKPYQdk4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/gTexfeoIPF4/s72-c/Pina%2520Bausch%2520Ten%2520Chi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7261474528339094958</id><published>2007-04-26T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:29:39.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and now, for something completely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alface verde e alface roxa temperadas com azeite, vinagre e sal&lt;br /&gt;fatias de presunto&lt;br /&gt;mozzarella com pesto por cima (como se fosse um queijo estrelado em que a gema é o pesto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dispor tudo num prato largo arrumadinho como uma obra de arte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma maravilha fácil, simples e fresca num dia de primavera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7261474528339094958?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7261474528339094958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7261474528339094958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7261474528339094958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7261474528339094958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7200823168067711181</id><published>2007-04-24T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:20.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Ri4RMMV_AKI/AAAAAAAAACs/Y5bcqki8dRg/s1600-h/sendhil-ramamurthy-31912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056998332753182882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Ri4RMMV_AKI/AAAAAAAAACs/Y5bcqki8dRg/s320/sendhil-ramamurthy-31912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dar novos mundos ao mundo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ou, mais um bom motivo para ir à india)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Mohinder Suresh na série "Heroes")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7200823168067711181?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7200823168067711181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7200823168067711181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7200823168067711181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7200823168067711181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/dar-novos-mundos-ao-mundo-ou-mais-um.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Ri4RMMV_AKI/AAAAAAAAACs/Y5bcqki8dRg/s72-c/sendhil-ramamurthy-31912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2786160599191690976</id><published>2007-04-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:54:39.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B-Á-BÁ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ando a ensinar a minha sobrinha A. a ler. e a escrever, anda a ser um processo girissimo. obriga-me a ginasticar imenso a boca para que ela perceba as letras que existem dentro das palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por outro lado apercebi-me que não sei, num outro b-á-bá, qual a diferença entre a culpa e avergonha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2786160599191690976?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2786160599191690976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2786160599191690976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2786160599191690976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2786160599191690976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/b-b-ando-ensinar-minha-sobrinha.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6536187206781832929</id><published>2007-04-23T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T04:18:17.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"um cristão triste é um triste cristão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logo um cristão culpado é um cristão triste que é um triste cristão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logo a culpa não é cristã?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pq a culpa substitui, na motivação, o entusiamo, que significa em gregooulatimseilá "ter deus dentro"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um dia ainda vou deixar de escrever sobre isto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6536187206781832929?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6536187206781832929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6536187206781832929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6536187206781832929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6536187206781832929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/um-cristo-triste-um-triste-cristo-logo.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5687079832399799789</id><published>2007-04-20T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:53:10.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as árvores da avenida da liberdade estão com uma folhagem exuberante. acho que se esqueceram que estão no meio da cidade. estão ali, BUM!, com toda a sua frescura, indiferentes aos carros que por elas passam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e por isso para hoje, e com a chuva a lavar-me o para brisas, prevejo um grande dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5687079832399799789?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5687079832399799789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5687079832399799789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5687079832399799789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5687079832399799789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-rvores-da-avenida-da-liberdade-esto.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-3476672356627632408</id><published>2007-04-18T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:42:45.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tenho saudades do dr house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é terrivel começar a ver uma série por dvds e acabar os dvds com a pressa de quem quer despachar todo o expediente, criar amizade pelas personagens, os dvds acabarem e ficar sem saber quando se vai poder comprar mais uma dose de episódios.&lt;br /&gt;não é que eu goste da estrutura da série, é cansativa, é repetitiva. simplesmente gosto dele. só isso. tenho saudades dele, nao tenho que ter vergonha claro que não, pois se até já tenho um diário chamado jessy pq hei de ter vergonha de ter saudades de uma personagem ficticia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para além disso ando com metadona, o "my name is earl".&lt;br /&gt;a série basea-se na noção de Karma: depois de uma série de acontecimentos o """heroi""" (sim, com muitas aspas) decidiu acreditar com todas as suas forças no karma, e compensar todo o mal que fez até então, para puxar as "boas energias" para a sua vida. o que é porreiro nisto é que ele recebeu um "empréstimo" de karma, a lotaria, que "sabe" que vai perder se não riscar tudinho na sua listinha, mas que permite a total dedicação à sua causa.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu já disse aqui que também recebi uma "lotaria", e por esse motivo estive a fazer a minha listinha, tb. foi giro, o que me ri!&lt;br /&gt;bom, o problema é que tudo o que compoe a minha listinha são coisas que não posso riscar de uma vez para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;curiosamente as pessoas a quem fiz mal avulso, poucas (aquela sra na papelaria...), nao me interessam muito, nao me sinto na obrigação de as compensar.&lt;br /&gt;agora a faltadegratidaocomamaezinha, a letargianotrabalho, a iraemcertasedeterminadassituaçoes, ah bom, a compensação disso é uma neverendingstory, e das lentas. será que o manoel de oliveira quer realizar uma série sobre a minha vida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3476672356627632408?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3476672356627632408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3476672356627632408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3476672356627632408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3476672356627632408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/tenho-saudades-do-dr-house-terrivel.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4193801455547940349</id><published>2007-04-17T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T10:09:31.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>comprei um diario que diz mesmo diário, mas tem imenso estilo. bom, falta-lhe o cadeado, há um nicho de mercado para diários com estilo e cadeados, alguem que o apanhe!&lt;br /&gt;bom, comprei um diário que diz mesmo diário, na capa, claro, que é um grande chamamento, toda a gente que o viu pousado na minha secretária o abriu, papel lindo, daquele castanho de forrar as baguetes em paris, ou coisas mais vulgaruchas aqui em portugal, como se chama este papel nao sei.&lt;br /&gt;comprei um diário e estou com vontade de escrever, mas está-me a fugir o pé pro chinelo, aquele chinelo sem estilo, tipo aqueles de farmácia que as farmaceuticas usam, pretos horriveis, as peixeiras de buarcos também, estou com vontade de chamar jessy ao meu diário, que hei de fazer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4193801455547940349?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4193801455547940349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4193801455547940349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4193801455547940349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4193801455547940349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/comprei-um-diario-que-diz-mesmo-dirio.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7653281998055896839</id><published>2007-04-17T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T04:54:08.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O como e o porquê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" it seems intuitively obvious that to explain biology means to reduce it to chemistry, to explain chemistry is to reduce it to physics, to explain physics is to reduce it to mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;But them comes the quandary of an explanation of mathematics in terms of psychology.&lt;br /&gt;The development of mathematical understanding arises as a subdiscipline inside cognitive development, and the psychology of mathematical insight is explained in the psychological subdiscipline of cognition.&lt;br /&gt;While much of modern science is reductionist, that line of reasoning forgets the value of upper-level context.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning and explaining the “why” of a phenomenon, come from the context.&lt;br /&gt;The lower-level mechanics, the “how” of the phenomenon, have nothing to say about “why”."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahl, V. and Allen, T.F.H., Hierarchy theory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7653281998055896839?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7653281998055896839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7653281998055896839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7653281998055896839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7653281998055896839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-como-e-o-porqu-it-seems-intuitively.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6468866050268749182?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6468866050268749182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6468866050268749182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6468866050268749182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6468866050268749182'/><link 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh39Adg9JFI/AAAAAAAAACc/JiOMkJl6X20/s320/pacino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a verdade é que me identifico muito com o michael corleone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2249459842133840908?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2249459842133840908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2249459842133840908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2249459842133840908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh3xcNg9JEI/AAAAAAAAACU/S4txoU3l9Ag/s1600-h/20466-001_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052459823946081346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh3xcNg9JEI/AAAAAAAAACU/S4txoU3l9Ag/s320/20466-001_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tenho um problema com sapatos. gosto de sapatos de homem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3734661667905730276?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3734661667905730276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3734661667905730276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh0Kn9g9JBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ayJ_M8c4zXo/s1600-h/madamemim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052206038623527954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh0Kn9g9JBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ayJ_M8c4zXo/s320/madamemim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;um dos meus grandes projectos de vida tem sido livrar-me dos trapos à la madame mim rumo à elegância à la maga patalógica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh0Kt9g9JCI/AAAAAAAAACE/-bmpj-hDafM/s1600-h/magapatologika3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052206141702743074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rh0Kt9g9JCI/AAAAAAAAACE/-bmpj-hDafM/s320/magapatologika3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1450857107120036702?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1450857107120036702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1450857107120036702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1450857107120036702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1450857107120036702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rht72dg9JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nUnGPqZlHbc/s1600-h/unbreakable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051767582592148482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rht72dg9JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nUnGPqZlHbc/s320/unbreakable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rht7t9g9I_I/AAAAAAAAABs/woa4vDFHVaQ/s1600-h/brokeback_mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051767436563260402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rht7t9g9I_I/AAAAAAAAABs/woa4vDFHVaQ/s320/brokeback_mountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1158720581747359718?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1158720581747359718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1158720581747359718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1158720581747359718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1158720581747359718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-gosto-de-filmes-sobre-negao.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Rht72dg9JAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nUnGPqZlHbc/s72-c/unbreakable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4599500563597671362</id><published>2007-04-09T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:42:28.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o horror...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este fim de semana, santapascoa, foi o baptizado de um dos meus sobrinhos.&lt;br /&gt;a missa escolhida para tal celebração foi a vigilia pascal, com inicio às 22 e fim (disseram-me que nao me aguentei) às 1:oo do dia seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;foram 4 leituras do velho testamento, com salmos pelo meio, uma do novo e o envagelho, do novo tambem, claro.&lt;br /&gt;foi uma ladainha com o mote "santo X, rezai por nos", em que o numero de santos invocados era, sem qq duvida, superior a 3o. para no fim da ladainha terminar com um "todos os santos e todas as santas, rezai por nós". uma capacidade de sintese que seria aprazivel 30 frases antes.&lt;br /&gt;o baptizado em si mesmo durou pouco, e foi um alivio, pq era sinal de que me podia ir embora sem complexos de má tia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas o que foi mesmo mesmo mau foi a segunda leitura do velho testamento.&lt;br /&gt;era aquela, a que representa a fundação do judaismo e, assim, do judiano-cristianismo.&lt;br /&gt;já a tinha ouvido milhares de vezes, mas desta vez foi-me insuportável.&lt;br /&gt;trata-se daquele momento em que Deus pede a Abrão para sacrificar o seu filho Isac.&lt;br /&gt;Abrão aceita logo, ou pelo menos nada é referido na biblia em contrário. Não há um "oh meu Deus, perdoa-me mas isso custa-me tanto" não há um "oh meu Deus, deixa ficar o meu filho e aceita antes o meu sacrifício". Para além disso, o Abrão mente ao Isac no meio da história.&lt;br /&gt;Horripilante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vale é que a seguir veio uma leitura sobre como Deus tinha sido um querido em afogar uma data de egipcios no mar vermelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não "renego" a importância histórica destes textos, duvido da utilidade de 4 textos do antigo testamento para as questões espirituais das pessoas que ali estavam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me cheira a bafio, e isso deixa-me zangada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4599500563597671362?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4599500563597671362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4599500563597671362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4599500563597671362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4599500563597671362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-horror.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8099973197970134264</id><published>2007-04-05T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:21.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RhTY8graRII/AAAAAAAAABk/JtWz0kPVbns/s1600-h/rodrigo+santoro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049899616264930434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RhTY8graRII/AAAAAAAAABk/JtWz0kPVbns/s320/rodrigo+santoro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RhTYuQraRHI/AAAAAAAAABc/U7FRbPDcO6k/s1600-h/gerard+butler.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049899371451794546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RhTYuQraRHI/AAAAAAAAABc/U7FRbPDcO6k/s320/gerard+butler.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;este filme (300) &lt;a href="http://bombazzine.blogspot.com/2007/04/sou-s-eu.html"&gt;tb&lt;/a&gt; é assustador, mas de tão mau que parece ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas gosto mais deles que da laura dern, ok, pelo menos assim em 2D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8099973197970134264?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8099973197970134264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8099973197970134264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8099973197970134264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8099973197970134264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/este-filme-300-tb-assustador-mas-de-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/RhTY8graRII/AAAAAAAAABk/JtWz0kPVbns/s72-c/rodrigo+santoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1743829395226377151</id><published>2007-04-03T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T04:34:08.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;à la Stanislavski ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;quando me visto à executiva executo mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1743829395226377151?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1743829395226377151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1743829395226377151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1743829395226377151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1743829395226377151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-stanislavski.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8119730396939097172</id><published>2007-03-30T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:16:09.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a pouca probabilidade de que na história do universo surgisse vida aqui na terra&lt;br /&gt;a pouca probabilidade de que na história da vida surgisse o homem como ele é&lt;br /&gt;a pouca probabilidade de que na história do homem surgissem a minha mãe e o meu pai&lt;br /&gt;a pouca probabilidade de que na história dos meus pais surgisse eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poder pensar nisto dá uma sensação de ter ganho o euromilhões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* e hoje é sexta feira joguemos!&lt;br /&gt;** ana luisa isto para ti não é post "novo" mas vai com O abraço, minha doce lotaria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8119730396939097172?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8119730396939097172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8119730396939097172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8119730396939097172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8119730396939097172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/pouca-probabilidade-de-que-na-histria.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-560847411323683811</id><published>2007-03-23T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:10:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Characteristics that have been rec0rded in every culture known to history and ethnography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age-grading, athletic sports, bodily adornment, calendar, cleaningness training, community organization, cooking, cooperative labor, cosmology, courtship, dancing, decourative art, divination, division of labour, dream interpretation, education, eschatology, ethics, ethnobotany, etiquette, faith healing, family feasting, fire making, folklore, food taboos, funeral rites, games, gestures, gift giving, government, greetings, hair styles, hospitality, housing, hygiene, incest taboos, inheritance rules, joking, kin groups, kinship nomenclature, language, law luck superstitions, magic, marriage, mealtimes, medicine, obstrectics, penal sanctions, personal names, population policy, postnatal care, pregnacy usages, property rights, propiatiation of supernatural beings, puberty customs, religious ritual, residence rules, sexual restrictions, shoul concepts, status differentiation, surgery, tool making, trrade, visiting and weather control."&lt;br /&gt; George P. Murdock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-560847411323683811?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/560847411323683811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=560847411323683811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/560847411323683811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/560847411323683811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/characteristics-that-have-been-rec0rded.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6442278586174748887</id><published>2007-03-22T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:59:33.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Por outro lado e talvez porque, de facto, a existência não pode ser derivada do pensamento, o programa sensualista e hedonistico de Danton é uma espécie de necessidade constante de se certificar que está vivo, que o seu corpo não é o de um sonâmbulo, que o mundo e os outros estão ali e podem ser tocados."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A morte de danton na garagem: entre a descontinuidade e o azul, por david antunes (texto do folhetozinho da peça "a morte de danton na garagem" no teatro taborda até dia 26 salvo erro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6442278586174748887?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6442278586174748887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6442278586174748887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6442278586174748887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6442278586174748887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/por-outro-lado-e-talvez-porque-de-facto.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3253731589644752073?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3253731589644752073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3253731589644752073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3253731589644752073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3253731589644752073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1372809728336228153</id><published>2007-03-20T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:37:34.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sou só eu que fico deliciada com as imagens de quase-porrada na sede do cds?&lt;br /&gt;será falta de honestidade democrática minha gostar deste baixo nível num partido-alheio?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1372809728336228153?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1372809728336228153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1372809728336228153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1372809728336228153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1372809728336228153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/sou-s-eu-que-fico-deliciada-com-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7037228048219227578</id><published>2007-03-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T02:43:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOM DIA DO PAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"13 de Novembro, 4 da tarde, faz frio lá fora o ano é 2002 e acho que já te disse a hora o lugar é Lisboa ao pé do parque das nações o mundo é teu, já te explico as razões e senões deste lugar onde vieste parar sem saber como sê bem-vinda ao jardim, eu serei o teu mordomo eu sou o gajo do chapéu azul-bébé como tu no meio da confusão que luta pelo teu olhar nu não nos leves a mal mas deixaste-nos perplexos tens vinte minutos de vida e fazes estragos complexos com essa língua de fora e os olhitos bem rasgados hás-de dar dores de cabeça até aos mais preparados como o teu pai que tá histérico, vestido como um doutor esse a quem agora tiraste toda e qualquer dor há de stressar contigo vezes sem conta, acredita o amor é um gajo estranho, às vezes até irrita por isso vai-te habituando a ter muita paciência somos todos complicados e é preciso ter experiência para atinar neste planeta a quem chamaram Terra sem darmos bem por isso aí vem mais uma guerra Vivemos na tuga, um país que até é bem tranqüilo Se me dessem a escolher não dava um vacilo Não é perfeito nem nada que se pareça Ainda depende de nós para que muito aconteça O que acaba por ser porreiro porque te dá motivação Não temos nada garantido na palma da mão Há mesmo sítios onde a esperança quase já não existe O que vale é que há sempre alguém que resiste E insiste em fazer a diferença para melhor Dá tudo por tudo com muito sangue e suor Com tanta pressa que tiveste para cá chegar Só posso acreditar que tenhas muito para nos dar Pareces-me rebelde e é mesmo isso que se quer És joaninha de nome mas já vejo uma mulher Venha o que vier o amor é incondicional Podes contar comigo quando tudo te parecer mal É natural, quer dizer que não andas a dormir Não há nada pior nesta vida do que não sentir Queria dizer-te tanta coisa, mas ainda nem me vês E o tempo há-de trazer todos os teus porquês Há bocado fiz umas contas e senti-me mal Quando tiveres dezoito eu vou ter quarenta e tal Tenho medo de não perceber o teu mundo nessa altura Mas o feeling que sinto não é sol de pouca dura E por muito cota e datado que te possa parecer Fui e sou mais janado do que gostava de ser Por isso tá à vontade, manda vir que eu aguento No mínimo posso tar se calhar um pouco lento"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joaninha, bem vinda, dos da weasel, Com a fantastica voz do fantástico pac-man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7037228048219227578?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7037228048219227578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7037228048219227578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7037228048219227578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7037228048219227578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/bom-dia-do-pai-13-de-novembro-4-da.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-2942981933985373832</id><published>2007-03-14T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T05:17:19.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se há coisa que eu não gosto é ouvir uma mulher referir-se a outra como "a gaja"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-2942981933985373832?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/2942981933985373832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=2942981933985373832' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2942981933985373832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/2942981933985373832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/se-h-coisa-que-eu-no-gosto-ouvir-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-1132414798243260017</id><published>2007-03-09T03:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T03:12:51.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>é mais fácil ser homem do que ser mulher?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-1132414798243260017?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/1132414798243260017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=1132414798243260017' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1132414798243260017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/1132414798243260017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/mais-fcil-ser-homem-do-que-ser-mulher.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-5976163924299508370</id><published>2007-03-08T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T03:29:04.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bom dia da mulher para:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- todas as mulheres que gostam de ser mulheres, com todas as fragilidades que este género implica, e com todas as forças!&lt;br /&gt;- todos os homens e mulheres que têm a sorte de ter lindas mulheres por perto,&lt;br /&gt;- todas as mulheres que conseguiram sair da posição de vítimas, que se resgataram, que tiveram a força para procurar alternativas,&lt;br /&gt;- todas as mulheres e homens que ajudam as mulheres,&lt;br /&gt;- as freiras que, dentro do "seio" da igreja católica, distribuem preservativos e carinho pelas prostitutas e fazem questão de substituir a expressão "Deus-Pai" pela expressão "Deus-Pai-e-Mãe"&lt;br /&gt;- todas as mulheres que estão um pouco cansadas, se sentem menos bonitas, perderam o ânimo;&lt;br /&gt;- todos os homens e mulheres que põe de lado os limitantes jogos de poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que seja criado um dia do homem também!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-5976163924299508370?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/5976163924299508370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=5976163924299508370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5976163924299508370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/5976163924299508370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/bom-dia-da-mulher-para-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4175326231925419812</id><published>2007-03-07T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:59:22.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>na sequencia &lt;a href="http://theestrogendiaries.blogspot.com/2007/03/thackeray-revisitado-blowjob-values.html"&gt;deste post&lt;/a&gt; descobri esta foto da Annie Leibovitz (carregar para aparecer maior):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Re597els5xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GS9rGB5aWk8/s1600-h/cusl09_hollywood0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039103493851113234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Re597els5xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GS9rGB5aWk8/s320/cusl09_hollywood0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALPHA LIST" Tom Hanks, Tom Cruise, Harrison Ford, Jack Nicholson, Brad Pitt, Edward Norton, Jude Law, Samuel L. Jackson, Don Cheadle, Hugh Grant, Dennis Quaid, Ewan McGregor, and Matt Damon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém me explica o que está ali o tom hanks a fazer? precisavam de um contraste? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ehehe, isto nao é um post ternurento!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4175326231925419812?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4175326231925419812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4175326231925419812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4175326231925419812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4175326231925419812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/na-sequencia-deste-pos-descobri-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qSeMlqPspRk/Re597els5xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GS9rGB5aWk8/s72-c/cusl09_hollywood0702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-3896775500543715230</id><published>2007-03-02T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:16:21.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"queria de ti um país de bondade e de bruma&lt;br /&gt;queria de ti o mar de uma rosa de espuma!"*&lt;br /&gt;Mário Cesariny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há viagens assim onde encontramos algo diferente do que esperámos ao comprar o bilhete. há férias assim onde descobrimos que queremos viver num país diferente, não necessariamente um outro país geográfico, mas numa outra geografia interna.&lt;br /&gt;há muito tempo que não tinha férias com F grande, embora pequenas. &lt;br /&gt;trago com estas, para além dos postais para a colecção da mamãe, um desejo de mudança. &lt;br /&gt;uma mudança em direcção à ternura e à natureza. &lt;br /&gt;foram boas as férias, que fiquem cá dentro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nunca digo este poema sem pensar em ti Je!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-3896775500543715230?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/3896775500543715230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=3896775500543715230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3896775500543715230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/3896775500543715230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/03/queria-de-ti-um-pas-de-bondade-e-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-9010848465312440169</id><published>2007-02-13T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T06:39:03.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ontem no telejornal da sic o sr pivot (não me lembro do nome agora) disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"parece impossível ter que dar esta notícia todos os dias, mas houve um atentado no iraque"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o desabafo dele foi tão honesto, ele ficou tão nu durante uns breves momentos, que fiquei de luto o resto da noite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-9010848465312440169?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/9010848465312440169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=9010848465312440169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/9010848465312440169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/9010848465312440169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/ontem-no-telejornal-da-sic-o-sr-pivot.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7765821377059930906</id><published>2007-02-12T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:06:18.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoje portugal amanheceu um pouco mais feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7765821377059930906?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7765821377059930906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7765821377059930906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7765821377059930906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7765821377059930906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/hoje-portugal-amanheceu-um-pouco-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-4306316244279475580</id><published>2007-02-09T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:38:14.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0kJHQpvgB8"&gt;bom fim de semana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-4306316244279475580?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/4306316244279475580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=4306316244279475580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4306316244279475580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/4306316244279475580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/bom-fim-de-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-7668503204927042921</id><published>2007-02-05T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T03:37:32.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ser o presidente do maior partido da oposição e, após 8 anos, e após muitas semanas decorridas de campanha, vir dizer na última semana "ah e tal votem não pq eu depois prometo apresentar uma outra proposta" é brincar FEIO com a democracia.&lt;br /&gt;onde estiveste tu então, até agora?&lt;br /&gt;só agora é que pensaste neste assunto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temo pela democracia quando vejo manobras destas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e no psd não há ninguém que se sinta envergonhado com isto e sinta que este desrespeito profundo pela democracia é motivo para pedir a demissão de marques mendes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* e no "não" não há ninguém que fique constrangido por ser tão obvio que os muitos dos movimentos criados são "fantoches" para arranjar mais tempo de antena?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-7668503204927042921?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/7668503204927042921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=7668503204927042921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7668503204927042921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/7668503204927042921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/ser-o-presidente-do-maior-partido-da.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-6392656422660659569</id><published>2007-02-02T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:30:23.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sou só eu que acho que o usar a sustentabilidade do nosso sistema de segurança social como argumento contra a despenalização do aborto é uma coisa completamente descabida, daquelas que nem sequer dão vontade de rir???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para além de não se despenalizar o aborto vai se processar quem não quiser ter filhos???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-6392656422660659569?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/6392656422660659569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=6392656422660659569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6392656422660659569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/6392656422660659569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/sou-s-eu-que-acho-que-o-usar.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31348846.post-8567750685172208913</id><published>2007-02-02T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:32:59.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quando a senhora dos correios fica parva pq confundi o aviso de chegada da carta registrada com um aviso de chegada de encomenda&lt;br /&gt;quando estou na biblioteca pública e à minha frente um rapaz a "ler" revistas FHM&lt;br /&gt;quando a senhora da livraria pergunta se é para embrulhar "anita, vai ao ballet", "mickey e as letras" e "o mito de sísifo" tudo junto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fico profundamente feliz, a pensar que existe no mundo um humor discreto mas requintado, e esqueço-me de tudo o resto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31348846-8567750685172208913?l=alibiaba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/feeds/8567750685172208913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31348846&amp;postID=8567750685172208913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8567750685172208913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31348846/posts/default/8567750685172208913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibiaba.blogspot.com/2007/02/quando-senhora-dos-correios-fica-parva.html' title=''/><author><name>ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879535944155214947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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