<?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-3277378</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:45:13.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Fear of Dolls - Desespero dos Perpétuos ::</title><subtitle type='html'>"Um indivíduo perturbado pode olhar num espelho e ver Desespero como reflexo." - Desespero dos Perpétuos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://glume.weblogger.com.br/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://glume.weblogger.com.br/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pq a blogger conseguiu me emputecer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75484755?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75484755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75484755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75484755' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75484618</id><published>2002-04-16T21:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T21:42:33.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>odeio vc blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75484618?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75484618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75484618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75484618' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75454818</id><published>2002-04-16T03:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T20:23:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nove Fatorial: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nove coisas que vc usa diariamente:&lt;br /&gt;09. pasta de dentes close-up e brident&lt;br /&gt;08. calcinha &lt;br /&gt;07. lápis e rímel&lt;br /&gt;06. blusa ou camisa &lt;br /&gt;05. relógio&lt;br /&gt;04. presilhas de cabelo&lt;br /&gt;03. all star&lt;br /&gt;02. calça cargo&lt;br /&gt;01. cordão qualquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oito filmes que vc assiste repetidamente:&lt;br /&gt;08. Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;07. Kids&lt;br /&gt;06. Christiane F.&lt;br /&gt;05. Conta comigo&lt;br /&gt;04. O Tigre e o Dragão&lt;br /&gt;03. Linha Mortal&lt;br /&gt;02. Sociedade dos Poetas Mortos&lt;br /&gt;01. Da Magia a Seduçao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sete discos importantes para vc:&lt;br /&gt;07. Terror Twilight - Pavement&lt;br /&gt;06. A-Sides - Soundgarden&lt;br /&gt;05. Houses of the Holy - Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;04. The Legend - Janis Joplin&lt;br /&gt;03. Original Soundtrack  - Akira&lt;br /&gt;02. Voices from the Sky - Dadawa&lt;br /&gt;01. Punk in Drublic - NOFX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seis objetos que vc toca todo dia:&lt;br /&gt;06. sabonete (dove baby)&lt;br /&gt;05. controle remoto&lt;br /&gt;04. travesseiro&lt;br /&gt;03. telefone&lt;br /&gt;02. computador&lt;br /&gt;01. escova de dentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinco coisas que vc faz diariamente:&lt;br /&gt;05. ouvir música&lt;br /&gt;04. dormir&lt;br /&gt;03. necessidades fisiológicas&lt;br /&gt;02. ver tv&lt;br /&gt;01. me estressar com algo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro bandas vc não viveria sem:&lt;br /&gt;04. Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;03. Jethro Tull&lt;br /&gt;02. Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;01. The Cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três de suas músicas favoritas no momento:&lt;br /&gt;03. Korean Pride - H.O.T&lt;br /&gt;02. Pardon Me - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;01. Let's Get Together - Gorky's Zygotic Mynci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas pessoas que mais influenciaram sua vida (evitar óbvios tipo pais e amigos):&lt;br /&gt;02. Ngm que eu me lembre&lt;br /&gt;01. Nao sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa que vc passaria o resto da sua vida com:&lt;br /&gt;01. Meus cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Copiado&lt;/b&gt; do blog &lt;a href="http://soulmate.so-pure.net/"&gt;Little Bit of Soul.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq eu nao tinha inspiração pra nada hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75454818?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75454818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75454818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75454818' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75452603</id><published>2002-04-16T01:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T20:23:35.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/despair.jpg" ALT="I'm Despair!" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font face="courier new" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/"&gt;Which Member of the Endless Are &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é claro, quem mais poderia ser?&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei feliz com esse teste. &lt;br /&gt;Viva os Perpétuos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75452603?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75452603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75452603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75452603' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75452328</id><published>2002-04-16T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T20:25:50.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje eh o dia dos testes pq eu nao tenho mais como ocupar meu excesso de tempo livre.&lt;br /&gt;Entao, mais um:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/criminal/elizabethbathory.jpg" title="I am Elizabeth Bathory."&gt;&lt;br \&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/criminal/"&gt;Which Evil Criminal are &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui rejeitada numa entrevista pra colégio por ter mencionado a cara Elizabeth. O argumento foi o seguinte: &lt;i&gt;"Você não se encaixa no perfil de alunos do nosso colégio. Não é o tipo de pessoa que queremos em nosso meio."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interessante, parece que eu ia perverter os alunos ou realizar um assassinato em massa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75452328?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75452328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75452328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75452328' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75451765</id><published>2002-04-16T01:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T20:28:22.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dynapost.com/jennifer/jennifer/barbie.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://arczangel.digitalrice.com/quiz_harley.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnecessário e divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não sou o Celso pra ser a barbie malvada =P&lt;br /&gt;Ele que é.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75451765?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75451765' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75451701</id><published>2002-04-16T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T01:28:38.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.calgaryplanet.com/idiot/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.calgaryplanet.com/idiot/osama.gif" width="330" height="105" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso crer..! Pela segunda vez eu sou OSAMA BIN LADEN.&lt;br /&gt;Hum... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75451701?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75451701' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75451540</id><published>2002-04-16T01:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T01:22:50.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>um agrado pra carol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delirium.paginas.sapo.pt/vogue_3.jpg" height="200" width="158"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I´ve breen reckless, but I'm not a rebel without a cause."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75451540?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75451540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75451540' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75449417</id><published>2002-04-16T00:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T21:46:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É mesmo.. O &lt;b&gt;Hiper Tensão&lt;/b&gt; parece uma versão urbana de &lt;b&gt;NO LIMITE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75449417?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75449417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75449417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75449417' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75444565</id><published>2002-04-15T22:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-16T09:14:42.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Desisti da foto que estava aqui...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't Know what I can save you From..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75444565?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75444565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75444565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75444565' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75443578</id><published>2002-04-15T21:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T21:45:40.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai ai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" WIDTH="300" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Are you Addicted to the Internet?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#666666" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" WIDTH="300" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="204" BGCOLOR="#00CC00" VALIGN="MIDDLE" ALIGN="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="1" COLOR="#000000"&gt;&lt;B&gt;68%&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="96" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hardcore Junkie&lt;/B&gt; &lt;FONT COLOR="#00CC00" SIZE="1"&gt;(61% - 80%)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;While you do get a bit of sleep every night and sometimes leave the house, you spend as much time as you can online. You usually have a browser, chat clients, server consoles, and your email on auto check open at all times. Phone? What's that? You plan your social events by contacting your friends online. Just be careful you don't get a repetitive wrist injury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.stvlive.com/oddities/quizme/internetaddict/" target="_blank"&gt;The Are you Addicted to the Internet? Quiz at Stvlive.com!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75443578?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75443578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75443578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75443578' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75442308</id><published>2002-04-15T21:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T22:48:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha ha ha que cena ridícula. Liguei a tv a dei de cara com a novela.&lt;br /&gt;A Mel tendo uma crise de abstinencia e quebrando a casa inteira.&lt;br /&gt;Que morra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75442308?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75442308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75442308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75442308' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75440633</id><published>2002-04-15T20:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T22:43:09.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ouvindo &lt;b&gt;Jethro Tull - The Witch's Promise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu braço está dolorido, por causa da injeção.&lt;br /&gt;A de amanhã é na veia =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75440633?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75440633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75440633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75440633' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75431602</id><published>2002-04-15T15:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T20:07:18.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.madblast.com/media/picture/male_cat.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching a game.. havin' a bud...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75431602?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75431602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75431602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75431602' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75414458</id><published>2002-04-15T03:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T04:53:18.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah não adianta não vou conseguir dormir. Vou blogar pra vocês pessoas alegres que ficam aqui por falta de opção! Eu vou ter que ficar em jejum e vou ter que me entupir de agua sem poder ir ao banheiro. Se eu morrer terça pelo menos eu comi no Izumi! &lt;b&gt;Esse eh o maior post da decada.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver... se eu morrer terça o q eu vou levar de bom dos meus poucos 21 anos de "vida":&lt;br /&gt;Humm&lt;br /&gt;Eu estudava no colegio sao francisco xavier (isso eh pessimo. CSFX)&lt;br /&gt;Eu apanhava no colégio são francisco! (isso é bom?)&lt;br /&gt;Eu continuei apanhando no colégio são francisco.&lt;br /&gt;Roubavam meu lanche no colégio são francisco.&lt;br /&gt;Eu continuei apanhando no colégio são francisco.&lt;br /&gt;E eu já tinha me apaixonado pelo wellington, sérgio, carlos eduardo e ricardo.&lt;br /&gt;Aí eu mudei pra ALA B (acima de 9 anos de idade vc passa a estudar na ala B e usar calça jeans e escrever de caneta! antes disso vc estuda na ala C usa saia verde brega e escreve de lapis, e chama a professora de tia.)&lt;br /&gt;Eu era a melhor aluna em estudos sociais na 4ª série. (e daí?)&lt;br /&gt;Daí eu conheci o Fernando.&lt;br /&gt;E eu tinha um amiguinho no colégio são francisco.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém fazia trabalho comigo, mas eu não apanhava mais no colégio.&lt;br /&gt;E o Fernando me trocou pela Letícia. Eu não tinha mais um amiguinho.&lt;br /&gt;Aí ele voltou a ser meu amiguinho na 5ª série e eu conheci o irmão dele, Victor, que tinha 13 anos.&lt;br /&gt;E ele tinha cabelo grande.&lt;br /&gt;E aí eu gostava do Victor, tinha um amiguinho chamado Fernando, fazia aula particular de matematica e espionava o Cesar no apartamento dele.&lt;br /&gt;Eu matava catequese pra ficar correndo no meu bairro. Fazia balé desde os 4 anos. Aprendi a desenhar. Viajava pra Teofilo Otoni. Repeti a 6ª série. &lt;br /&gt;Conheci a Michelle. Michelle era minha nova amiga, virou melhor amiga na 8ª e seguiram-se 5 anos de grande amizade. E gostava do Victor. Mas o Victor sumiu. O Henrico morreu. Tudo se tornou.. triste.&lt;br /&gt;No 1º ano eu só olhava pela janela. Conheci a Heloisa, a Danielle, a Kiara e o Alá Dog. Conheci o Leonan, o Leozim, o Flavio e o Hermundes. Em agosto eu saí do colégio e me tranquei em casa. Tive infecção no pulmão. Repeti o 1º ano. &lt;br /&gt;Flavio morreu e Kiara quase morreu junto (morreu no dia de aniversario de namoro deles de 3 meses)&lt;br /&gt;Eu estudava agora, no colegio tecnico de coronel fabriciano (CTCF) e a Michelle tb. Cortei o cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Dois namorados e um ficante ate ai.&lt;br /&gt;Eu era crente agora, pq eu queria ficar mais perto da minha amiga Michelle. Eu gostava do Fabricio, mas ele disse: "Se for da vontade deus a gente fica junto" e eu saí da Igreja.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas nao iam bem. A Michelle me rejeitou pq eu nao era mais da Igreja dela. Eu mudei e ia mal. Mas eu conheci o KillerLuciano na internet. A vida tomou outro caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Ele disse: "quem eh vc" e eu disse "eu sou eu" e ele respondeu "sem rodeios que isso eh coisa de paty".&lt;br /&gt;E viramos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;E eramos amigos, grandes amigos. Eu mudei.&lt;br /&gt;E eramos realmente.. grandes amigos. E aih eu fiquei com alguem. e mais outro alguem.&lt;br /&gt;E entao ele tb namorou com alguem. mas terminou pouco tempo depois. e eramos grandes amigos de novo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu estudava no CEST e conheci o Renato.&lt;br /&gt;Eu já conhecia o Helios tb.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conheci o Celso. E tudo muda, tudo muda.... tudo é.. um mar de rosas. Dia 21 de novembro de 1999 ele me pediu em namoro. Mas no 5º mês, tudo fica errado.&lt;br /&gt;E ele liga e diz: "Eu te amo não quero te perder. Desculpa eu nao sei o q eu tenho na cabeça." e 5 dias depois ele diz: "Acho melhor a gente dar um tempo antes que eu destrua tudo de bom que a gente teve."&lt;br /&gt;E tudo muda. E vem o KillerLuciano, meu amigo, me apoiar.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conheço outra pessoa. e eu conheci milhares de pessoas, mas ngm me fez esquecer o tal.. Celso.&lt;br /&gt;E o KillerLuciano conheceu o Topera. &lt;br /&gt;Eramos amigos brigoes desde entao.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conheci a Renata, que virou uma amiga legal.&lt;br /&gt;E eu fui pro Rock in Rio. &lt;br /&gt;E dai eu conheci Carol.&lt;br /&gt;E eu gostava de Carol, mas Carol nao gostava de mim. E quando Carol acordou pra vida eu ja estava morando longe.&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu morava no Rio de Janeiro. Conheci pessoas, várias. E ai eu ja bebia mais do que sempre bebi. E tudo se tornou uma grande e imensa merda, eu fiquei sem noçao de tudo. E me fudi.&lt;br /&gt;E entre as milhares de pessoas que conheci está Gustavo. Ele me chifrou com a Paloma e eu me fudi. Mas dizem as más linguas que a Paloma morreu. Entao, ela se fudeu.&lt;br /&gt;E conheci Daniel e gostava dele, e Ana era minha grande amiga. Mas ela ficou com ele. Entao eu me fudi.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conheci a Karine. E me fudi.&lt;br /&gt;E o Helios se tornou slownumb.&lt;br /&gt;Eu resolvi ir pra SP, conhecer o grande &lt;b&gt;guts&lt;/b&gt;, que era meu grande &lt;b&gt;amigo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E o KillerLuciano agora era &lt;b&gt;X-Kuei&lt;/b&gt;, nao eramos mais grandes amigos. Eramos so, amigos. Chegamos a ser so, conhecidos.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conversei com o Celso 1 ano e 5 meses depois dele ter  terminado, pq eu ainda o amava.&lt;br /&gt;E ele me deu um kick glorioso, me mandou pastar sem dó. e ai eu chorei e chorei&lt;br /&gt;e no outro dia o guts ficou comigo na rodoviaria.. e se arrependeu. Mas eu esqueci o Celso. Finalmente.&lt;br /&gt;E eu estava em Minas. O guts se arrependeu de ter se arrependido. Agora ele era guts-o-confuso.&lt;br /&gt;E guts decidiu namorar comigo. Mas foi exatamente dia 21 de novembro.... que karma....&lt;br /&gt;Voltei pra SP entao. E la conheci Kenshin, Shigeru Morpheus, Beren.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;E voltei pra Minas.&lt;br /&gt;E eu conheci Angelo, Cabeção, Ricardim....&lt;br /&gt;Depois Lara e Natalia.&lt;br /&gt;E o X-Kuei agora era meu amigo de novo. Mas nao grande amigo. So amigo.&lt;br /&gt;E Nanda se revelou, uma grande pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;E guts se revelou, um grande companheiro.&lt;br /&gt;E Lara se revelou, uma grande amiga.&lt;br /&gt;E X-Kuei voltou a ser, um grande amigo querido.&lt;br /&gt;E Slow passou a ser, um grande amigo.&lt;br /&gt;E o Izumi é.. meu restaurante preferido.&lt;br /&gt;Já houve época que tomamos chocolate quente sentados entre os quadros do espaço vazio no shopping. Agora o slow e eu tomamos capuccino. O X-Kuei não. Só o Slow.&lt;br /&gt;E eu estava em casa de novo.&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei bem.&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu vou fazer uma tomografia pra explicar minhas terriveis dores que ja estao comigo ha 2 meses.&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei mal. &lt;br /&gt;E eu fiz 8 anos de bale. Fiz basquete e natação. Aprendi a desenhar. Aprendi a ouvir boa musica. Aprendi a ler bons livros. E mudei muitas vezes pq o X-Kuei me xingava todo dia. E ele eh estressado, e odiava contato fisico. E hoje eu sou estressada e odeio contato fisico, menos daqueles que eu confio (isso leva anos). Ele melhorou. Hoje eu falo pouco. Sou resmungona. Sou reclamona. Sou infantil. Sou viciada em pump. Sou indecisa. Digo as coisas na lata, se gosto eu digo se desgosto eu digo. Sou vingativa. Gosto de escuro pq me conforta. Gosto de ficar sozinha pq eu posso pensar melhor, aproveitar melhor, sentir melhor. Gosto de silencio pq me tranquiliza. Odeio que as pessoas fiquem pegando em mim. Odeio estar entre muitas pessoas, me sinto deslocada. Odieo falsidade. Odeio comodismo. Odeio insistencia. A minha unica carencia, eh falta do guts. E nao eh soh a tomografia que me assombra, tem mais exames ainda, essa eh soh a 1ª parte. A minha unica saudade, eh da minha amizade antiga com o KillerLuciano atual X-Kuei. Mas a vida segue seu rumo. Segue sim! E amanha eu estarei fazendo Desenho Industrial e morando em SP ou BH. Terei um violoncelo, o guts e um gato himalaio. Terei uma dama-da-noite no meu quintal. E vou filmar o parto da Monica em junho. E o filho dela vai ser lindo. E talvez eu ainda faça música e filosofia. Eu tenho poucos amigos agora, pq eu selecionei de todos apenas os que valiam a pena. E o resto levou um ignore. E continuam levando aqueles que vem falar comigo por interesse ou soh de merda: ("ah vc desenha? po faz um favor pra mim?" Resposta: Nem resposta ele vai ter.).. "Ah e aih po c eh aquela menina que joga la no shopping neh po maneru eu tb jogo me autoriza aih no icq" Resposta: Nao. Nao tenho nada pra falar com vc e vc nao tem o q falar comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eh verdade! Tinha uma pilha de gente na minha lista assim, nao tinha o q falar. So dizia oi e tchau. Entrou de merda que eh. Agora nao autorizo mais ngm pq eu tb nao tenho o que falar com eles. Eh mais do que justo. =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://animangaatama.50megs.com/images/Gif_image/Misc_People/crying.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala sério. To com medo.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75414458?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75414458' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75414306</id><published>2002-04-15T03:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T03:23:24.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://animangaatama.50megs.com/images/Gif_image/Kaos/rainbowboaboa.gif" align="left"&gt; Hoje é o dia da primeira endovenosa. Vai ser 17:00 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Quem me odeia pode ir se manifestando! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75414306?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75414306' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75414205</id><published>2002-04-15T03:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T03:19:55.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://animangaatama.50megs.com/images/Gif_image/Kodocha/SANADANCE.gif" align="left"&gt; Eu comi no Izumi!! Lá lá lá! &lt;br /&gt;Eu comi no Izumi! La la lalalalaaaaa!! &lt;br /&gt;Eu comi no Izumiii!!! La la la lalaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75414205?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75414205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75414205' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75396123</id><published>2002-04-14T16:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T16:56:05.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.couplandesque.net/despair/written.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tedio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75396123?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75396123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75396123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75396123' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75395974</id><published>2002-04-14T16:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T16:51:17.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/renton.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/trainspotting.htm"&gt;Which Trainspotting Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora eu podia fazer esse teste &lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;apesar de tudo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75395974?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75395974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75395974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75395974' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75394540</id><published>2002-04-14T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T16:02:53.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AS BRUMAS DE AVALON&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.levopravoce.com.br/images/products/g/00789g.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nem precisa falar nada, acho que todo mundo já conhece a história. O filme é muito bom, valeu a pena as 3 horas de duração.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nota: 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75394540?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75394540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75394540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75394540' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75392129</id><published>2002-04-14T14:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T15:51:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/10118252.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=16101B1C1A5D273A324D424341504B4145535F4B4E" align="left"&gt; &lt;b&gt;A minha experiência no salão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é. Eu cheguei lá e as pessoas me olharam como se um ser de outro planeta estivesse entrando, me sentei sem dizer bom dia pra ninguém, tb pq eu não estava num "bom dia". Começou tocar RPM - Radio Pirata, então uma menina começa falar sobre botas jeans e saias e promoção na loja do fulano de tal! Havia uma manicure e uma moça, eu não conseguia saber quem era quem, mas eu pensei errado. Pq havia uma moça falando sobre botas jeans, com argolas douradas enormes, calça jeans, cabelinho arrumadinho, blusinha rosa.. e uma moça de blusa azul, bermuda surrada, cabelo desgrenhado e com uns quilos a mais. Quem era a manicure? A paty rosa e feliz. Tsc.. e ela falou sobre a calourada.. e tocou Dido - My Lover's Gone, tocou Tears for Fears e o resto foi pagodinho. A manicure deu emcima de um paulistinha meio-metro que apareceu no salão.. ele tinha metade da altura dela, mas ela convidou ele pra ir na calourada com ela. E ela convidou o outro rapaz que foi cortar cabelo também. E convidou o moço da banca de jornal (ela comentou lá dentro). Uma senhora loura me espreitava, uma morena tb. Fiquei 4 horas dentro do salão, já sei da vida de metade da cidade e um repertório imenso de pagodinho. &lt;b&gt;Entrei menina lobo, saí frei malthus da mangueira.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75392129?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75392129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75392129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75392129' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75392024</id><published>2002-04-14T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T14:57:51.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/folha/cotidiano/ult95u49322.shl"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Marido que estava com amante cai do 5º andar ao fugir da mulher&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu só ouvia a mulher gritando no corredor: &lt;b&gt;'James, eu sei que você está aí com a sua amante'&lt;/b&gt;", disse o vizinho de quarto Dráusio Fonseca.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;desnecessário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75392024?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75392024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75392024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75392024' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75382502</id><published>2002-04-14T04:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T04:22:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.netgrocer.com/jpegs/4000005760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU SOU TARADA POR SKITTLES!! GAH&lt;/b&gt;O melhor presente que já ganhei foi uma caixa de skittles do meu namorado. Eu sou a tarada do skittles. &lt;b&gt;Tenha medo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah... nhaum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75382502?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75382502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75382502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75382502' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75382445</id><published>2002-04-14T04:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T04:23:34.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.capcom.com/devilmaycry/images/screench_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And the &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Devil May Cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75382445?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75382445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75382445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75382445' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75381282</id><published>2002-04-14T03:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T03:22:28.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/bd8406-001.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=0307021B4C35203A5C03174B4451455E4051425F485F" align="right"&gt; Cortei meu cabelo ontem, ficou mais ou menos assim q nem a foto (mas ele é preto) e se eu coloco ele todo na cara fica consideravelmente engraçado (me chamaram de frei malthus). Tudo bem, tá bonitinho. Pelo menos disseram que está, mas nunca se sabe. Eu achei legal tb, fiquei com cara de gente... agora não parece mais que fui criada por uma manada de lobos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75381282?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75381282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75381282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75381282' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75379601</id><published>2002-04-14T02:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T02:11:41.360-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Não estou conseguindo blogar. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há como blogar sabendo que eu vou tomar duas endovenosas, uma na segunda e uma na terça,&lt;br /&gt;e que não será algo agradável.&lt;br /&gt;Mais desagradável ainda é a expectativa pelo resultado da tomografia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomara que eu não tenha um choque anafilático tb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75379601?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75379601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75379601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75379601' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75379429</id><published>2002-04-14T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T04:27:07.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://faust.irb.hr/~ivica/train/renton~4.gif" align=right&gt; &lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrível, péssimo, perda de tempo! Não acredito que eu consegui ver algo pior que &lt;b&gt;Studio 54.&lt;/b&gt; Pois Trainspotting é tão sem lógica quanto. Tão sem enredo quanto. Pra falar a verdade talvez o outro filme teria ainda alguma historinha. Mas esse? Pfff... Resumindo o filme: pessoas se drogam, pessoas fazem sexo, pessoas se drogam e fazem sexo, pessoas se drogam e pessoas fazem sexo. E num momento alguém entra privada adentro atrás de seus supositórios e vai parar num esgoto com cara de fundo do mar de &lt;b&gt;Lagoa Azul&lt;/b&gt;, acha os supositórios e sai pela privada. &lt;br /&gt;Me recuso a dizer qualquer outra coisa a mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nota: me recuso a dar uma nota pra isso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deveras revoltante!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75379429?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75379429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75379429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75379429' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75318552</id><published>2002-04-12T05:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T05:16:23.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oi! Você acredita em horóscopo? Mas que grande imbecil vc é!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai para sua alegria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horóscopo do dia (até rimou):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peixes:&lt;/b&gt;Seja carinhoso/a com as pessoas que passarem por você hoje. Expresse sem medo seus sentimentos mais nobres e terá um ótimo dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aries: &lt;/b&gt;Use seu alto astral hoje para levar alegria por onde passar e não se preocupe em reparar nas reações emocionais de cada um que estiver perto de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemeos&lt;/b&gt;: É melhor não questionar o sistema de crenças das pessoas que são próximas a você. Seja mais discreto/a e compreensivo com todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escorpiao:&lt;/b&gt; Não exagere nos condimentos e nem nas bebidas alcoólicas. Seu organismo está mais sensível de que costume, principalmente o fígado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tsc... Desnecessário!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75318552?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75318552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75318552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75318552' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75317644</id><published>2002-04-12T04:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T04:25:02.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/folha/cotidiano/ult95u49192.shl"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Mulher vende o filho recém-nascido em 12 prestações de R$ 180&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilha! Estamos &lt;i&gt;evoluindo&lt;/i&gt;.. essas sim são pessoas &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;revolucionárias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;a href="http://generico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;b&gt;*rs*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75317644?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75317644' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75317559</id><published>2002-04-12T04:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T04:25:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/folha/cotidiano/ult95u49208.shl"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Bar de São Paulo proíbe beijo entre mulheres&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deveras desnecessário. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Se os heterossexuais têm direito de se beijar, os homossexuais também devem ter."&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Eduardo Pizza Gomes de Mello, advogado e assessor jurídico da Associação da Parada do Orgulho GLBT (gays, lésbicas, bissexuais e transgêneros) de São Paulo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75317559?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75317559' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75317414</id><published>2002-04-12T04:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T04:11:45.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Menos 1 brinco. Começou sangrar de repente e eu tive que tirar. Logo o mais chato que foi pra furar.&lt;br /&gt;Agora são apenas 5.&lt;br /&gt;Que pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa.. mas que show de expressão! Ganhei da Sandy e o Murilo Benicio juntos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75317414?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75317414' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75317394</id><published>2002-04-12T04:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T04:53:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRÊS VIVAS PARA O CAPPUCCINO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tastyfood.com.sg/OurProducts/OurProducts2/Brands/MrRight/Mr_Right_Instant_Cappuccino.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVA! VIVA! VIVA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ouvindo &lt;b&gt;Kings of Convenience - Little Kids.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor impossível.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75317394?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75317394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75317394' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75311365</id><published>2002-04-12T00:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T00:31:37.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.shokraw.com/noner/lydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shokraw.com/winonatest.html"&gt;Which Winona Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75311365?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75311365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75311365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75311365' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75295023</id><published>2002-04-11T16:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T20:27:26.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sites.uol.com.br/atsukino/.preview-1018553215ppgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uau eu sou uma powerpuff comendo pizza e voando na cidade!!&lt;br /&gt;Vai &lt;a href="http://www.nephco.com/powerpuffgirls/ppps.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi no blog do &lt;a href="http://paquiderme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rafael Capanema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75295023?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75295023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75295023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75295023' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75279791</id><published>2002-04-11T05:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T06:01:25.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faz tempo que não uso minhas palavras preferidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;desnecessário&lt;/b&gt;... &lt;b&gt;consideravelmente&lt;/b&gt;... &lt;b&gt;deveras&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consertei o link pro blog do Ricardo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75279791?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75279791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75279791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75279791' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75279741</id><published>2002-04-11T05:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T05:54:51.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://cache.gettyimages.com/thumb/10188377.jpg?x=x&amp;a=10188377&amp;b=TIB&amp;t=1" align="right" border="1"&gt; Eu quero ser criança de novo... minha únicas preocupações eram a merenda no recreio da escola, olhar para os dois lados antes de atravessar (mesmo que a rua fosse mão unica), não falar com estranhos e não deixar a mamãe descobrir aquele bombom antes do almoço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...&lt;b&gt;o mundo anda tão complicado&lt;/b&gt; e hoje eu quero fazer tudo por vc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem mais drama, bom dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75279741?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75279741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75279741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75279741' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75276427</id><published>2002-04-11T02:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T03:01:46.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/10155372.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=151314034C353A315C50434245544044424D4B4D" align="left"&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;Ó PRA VOCÊ Ó! BLÉÉÉ!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso ser menos sedentária. Preciso ser menos estressada. Preciso ser menos preguiçosa. Preciso dormir menos. Preciso comer menos. Preciso reclamar menos. Preciso nerdar menos. Preciso falar menos. Preciso odiar menos. Preciso "viajar" menos. Preciso criticar menos. Preciso julgar menos. Preciso me entristecer menos. Preciso ser menos confusa. Preciso ser menos agressiva. Preciso ser menos estúpida. Preciso ser menos desatenta. Preciso ser... outro ser....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75276427?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75276427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75276427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75276427' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75273206</id><published>2002-04-11T01:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T01:10:31.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/ab02648.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=16101B1C1A5D3523374D121140534547484D4B4D" align="left" border="1"&gt; Pressão, coisas sem sentido... não consigo firmar minha atenção em nd. Pra falar verdade só me dei conta que estava no meu quarto um tempo atrás.. Não tava vendo nada na minha frente. Mas eu queria estar nessa estrada ouvindo &lt;b&gt;Massive Attack - Teardrop&lt;/b&gt; e vivendo num mundo a parte mesmo. Sei lá, eu queria respirar, tudo pesa em mim agora. Eu quero olhar pra frente e respirar e me sentir aliviada. Queria nao ter que estar. Que dramático, não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75273206?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75273206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75273206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75273206' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75271784</id><published>2002-04-11T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T00:24:43.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu estava aqui a ouvir &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How To Disappear Completely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; do &lt;b&gt;Radiohead &lt;/b&gt; quando surgiu esse pensamento: O começo dessa música me lembra músicas do Zé Ramalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramba, lembra mesmo! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75271784?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75271784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75271784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75271784' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75262121</id><published>2002-04-10T19:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T19:46:23.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E o fim do &lt;b&gt;Megadeth&lt;/b&gt;? Tava demorando já, pra falar verdade nunca deveria ter começado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75262121?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75262121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75262121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75262121' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75262015</id><published>2002-04-10T19:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T19:43:21.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.uol.com.br/folha/ilustrada/images/08leka.jpg" align="left"&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;Alessandra, a Leka do "Big Brother", vai investir na carreira de atriz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A empresária paulista Alessandra Begliomini, 27, a Leka do "Big Brother Brasil", da Globo, protagonizou momentos marcantes no programa, que terminou na terça-feira passada. Ela, que já fez uma ponta na novela "O Rei do Gado" e participou de uma minissérie na Record, quer investir na carreira de atriz. Um teste realizado durante o "Domingão do Faustão", sob supervisão do diretor Mauro Farias, foi a porta de entrada de Leka na Globo. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qq ela fazia no Rei do Gado??? Vomitava???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75262015?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75262015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75262015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75262015' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75261792</id><published>2002-04-10T19:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T19:34:54.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/folha/reuters/ult112u14308.shl"&gt;Revista paga US$ 2,5 milhões à atriz Liz Hurley por foto com o filho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilha! É ótimo ver essas coisas quando você está quase dando o c* pra pagar as dívidas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75261792?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75261792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75261792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75261792' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75261286</id><published>2002-04-10T19:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T19:23:11.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/musica/rapidas/ult89u2607.shl"&gt;Aerosmith grava tema de Homem-Aranha para filme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caralho que merda! Eu odeio Aerosmith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça versão original: &lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/radiouol/abreradio.htm?canal=Trilhas"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lista de músicas da trilha sonora da nova versão de "Homem-Aranha":&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tema do Homem-Aranha" - (versão original)&lt;br /&gt;"Hero" - Chad Kroeger com participação de Josey Scott, Matt Cameron e Tyler Connolly &lt;br /&gt;"What We're All About" - Sum41 &lt;br /&gt;"Learn to Crawl" - Black Lab&lt;br /&gt;"Somebody Else" - Bleu &lt;br /&gt;"Bug Bytes" - Alien Ant Farm&lt;br /&gt;"Blind" - Default &lt;br /&gt;"Bother" - Corey Taylor&lt;br /&gt;"Shelter" - Greenwheel &lt;br /&gt;"When It Started" - Strokes&lt;br /&gt;"Hate to Say I Told You So" - The Hives &lt;br /&gt;"Invisible Man" - Theory of a Dead Man &lt;br /&gt;"Undercover" - Pete Yorn &lt;br /&gt;"My Nutmeg Phantasy" - (remix de Tom Morello) &lt;br /&gt;"I-IV-V" - Injected&lt;br /&gt;"She Was My Girl" - Jerry Cantrell&lt;br /&gt;"Main Titles" - Danny Elfman &lt;br /&gt;"Farewell" - Danny Elfman &lt;br /&gt;"Tema do Homem-Aranha" - Aerosmith &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75261286?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75261286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75261286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75261286' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75260985</id><published>2002-04-10T19:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T19:11:57.223-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um recado:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Senhores idiotas que andam postando comment com nick dos outros achando que não vou saber. É absolutamente lógico que eu vou saber! Bicho estúpido! Usando nick dos meus amigos pra postar idiotice, mete a cara de verdade e fala o q tem que falar caramba. Que imbecil...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75260985?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75260985' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75260391</id><published>2002-04-10T18:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T18:54:57.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://abossal.no.sapo.pt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://abossal.no.sapo.pt/testes/proto/plasmodium.gif" alt="eu sou terrível, e você?" border="1" bordercolor=black&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;font face=verdana, arial, sans serif&gt;Que protozoário você é?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Genioso. É essa a palavra que melhor o descreve. Seu temperamento e personalidade fortes, aliadas a um alto senso-crítico e uma ponta de egoísmo, não fazem de você uma companhia muito agradável. Mas talvez seja este mesmo o seu charme, sua característica que alucina as pessoas. Você é quente. E as suas vítimas que o digam, porque Malária não é brinquedo, não!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-au hein.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75260391?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75260391' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75260074</id><published>2002-04-10T18:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T18:46:11.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://testez.no.sapo.pt/testeblog/cocada.jpg&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Tahoma,Arial" size=2&gt;&lt;a href="http://testez.no.sapo.pt/testeblog/teste.html" target="_blank"&gt;Que blog famoso você é?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po&lt;br /&gt;Ó céus, Ó vida...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75260074?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75260074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75260074' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75237640</id><published>2002-04-10T04:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T04:22:12.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cansei vou dormir&lt;br /&gt;nao tinha porra nenhuma pra escrever entao fiquem com as fotos do pessoal da minha lista de blogs&lt;br /&gt;(coisa mais inutil isso mas eu sei q vcs tem curiosidade de saber)&lt;br /&gt;Só não vale fazer macumba! Viu guts? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75237640?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75237640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75237640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75237640' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75237623</id><published>2002-04-10T04:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T04:13:01.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.segueta.hpg.ig.com.br/fotos/thecrow.jpg" width="347" height="230" alt="Carol"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://normau.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carol (The Crow, "Garota Interrompida")&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75237623?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75237623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75237623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75237623' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75236466</id><published>2002-04-10T03:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T04:21:28.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.canalfromreu.hpg.ig.com.br/giovana_e_lara.jpg" width="347" height="220" alt="Gi e Lara"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tatiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Giovana (Tat)&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://laravedder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lara (Lara Vedder)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75236466?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75236466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75236466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75236466' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75236122</id><published>2002-04-10T02:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T02:55:03.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Eu odeio os eventos dessa cidade! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu odeio as bandas dessa cidade!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu odeio os lugares disponíveis pra ir no fim-de-semana dessa cidade!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu odeio as pessoas dessa cidade!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é um lugar bonito e poderia ser interessante se não fosse os itens citados acima. Logo, eu &lt;b&gt;não&lt;/b&gt; posso dizer que EU ODEIO ESSA CIDADE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75236122?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75236122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75236122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75236122' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75235769</id><published>2002-04-10T02:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T02:40:56.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.stellapausini.hpg.com.br/adriano.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/papa_capimm/bigbrother/teste.html"&gt;Quem você é no Big Brother??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estela é ridícula.. quanto mau gosto... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75235769?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75235769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75235769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75235769' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75195334</id><published>2002-04-09T03:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T03:12:42.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fechando a noite: &lt;b&gt;Ozzy Osbourne - Walk On Water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora ninguém pode reclamar que eu bloguei pouco, tem 300 posts aí. Cansei vou dormir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75195334?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75195334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75195334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75195334' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75194302</id><published>2002-04-09T02:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T05:26:39.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;JOSH HARTNETT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.arcor.de/k.tibe/bjpe/images/misc2/images/BJPEjosh040.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.arcor.de/k.tibe/bjpe/images/misc2/images/BJPEjosh025.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah, se cai na minha cabeça..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75194302?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75194302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75194302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75194302' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75193249</id><published>2002-04-09T01:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T01:56:11.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estou ouvindo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Order - Regret&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've forgotten &lt;br /&gt;the name and the address &lt;br /&gt;of everyone I've ever known. &lt;br /&gt;It's nothing I regret. &lt;br /&gt;Save it for another day. &lt;br /&gt;It's the school exam and &lt;br /&gt;the kids have run away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a place I could call my own, &lt;br /&gt;have a conversation on the telephone. &lt;br /&gt;Wake up every day that would be a start. &lt;br /&gt;I would not complain of my wounded heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset you see, &lt;br /&gt;almost all the time. &lt;br /&gt;You used to be a stranger, &lt;br /&gt;now you are mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even trust you. &lt;br /&gt;I've not got much to give. &lt;br /&gt;We're dealing in the limits &lt;br /&gt;and we don't know who with. &lt;br /&gt;You may think that I'm out of hand, &lt;br /&gt;that I'm naive, I'll understand. &lt;br /&gt;On this occasion, it's not true. &lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I'm not you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a short fuse &lt;br /&gt;burning all the time. &lt;br /&gt;You were a complete stranger, &lt;br /&gt;now you are mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait till tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what they all say &lt;br /&gt;just before they fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa música me deixa feliz, dá vontade de sair ouvindo bem alto dentro do carro de madrugada numa estrada deserta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75193249?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75193249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75193249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75193249' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75192991</id><published>2002-04-09T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T01:48:39.010-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu fui ao banheiro e quando eu levantei a tampa do vaso tinha um barata la dentro! Dai eu fechei depressa e dei descarga nela. Agora eu estou com medo de sentar lá e ela ser uma barata mutante e voltar pelo cano enquanto eu faço pipi alegremente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75192991?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75192991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75192991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75192991' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75192735</id><published>2002-04-09T01:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T01:43:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Questionário para exame de Tomografia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possui alguma alergia? Qual?&lt;br /&gt;Já utilizou iodado endovenosamente ou por via oral? &lt;br /&gt;Já apresentou reação alérgica ao utilizar contraste iodado?&lt;br /&gt;Já apresentou alergia a medicamentos iodados por via oral ou cutânea?&lt;br /&gt;Apresenta reações alérgicas a alimentos como camarão, peixe ou frutos do mar?&lt;br /&gt;Tem alergia à penicilina?&lt;br /&gt;Tem alergia de pele?&lt;br /&gt;Apresenta rinite alérgica?&lt;br /&gt;Apresenta asma brônquica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declaro estar ciente de que o exame radiológico ao qual me submeterei a pedido médico é realizado com a injeção endovenosa de substância iodada que, excepcionalmente pode determinar reações alérgicas de menor ou maior gravidade (choque anafilático) independente dos testes ou preparos preventivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na véspera do exame:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomar uma ampola de &lt;b&gt;Celestone Soluspan Intramuscular&lt;/b&gt; às 17:00 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jejum absoluto, iniciar 4 hrs antes do exame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cacete! Desse jeito parece que eu to indo pro corredor da morte! Deu até medo de fazer o exame assim.&lt;br /&gt;Devia estar escrito: Declaro estar ciente de que essa porra é terrivelmente desconfortável e que se eu morrer o problema eh meu! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75192735?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75192735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75192735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75192735' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75190937</id><published>2002-04-09T00:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T00:50:16.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GENTE!&lt;br /&gt;Mas que incrível!&lt;br /&gt;Vasculhando os cantos obscuros da net feliz e contente eu dei de cara com isso: &lt;a href="http://www.bozohistoria.cjb.net/"&gt;BOZO, O MAIOR PALHAÇO DO MUNDO!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Alô criançada! O Bozo chegou trazendo a alegria pra você e, o vovô!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src ="http://www.bozosite.hpg.ig.com.br/bozo1988.gif"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O programa do palhaço Bozo chegou a ser produzido em mais de 240 estações de tv em 40 países, entre eles, o Brasil. Em l981, o apresentador e comunicador, $ílvio $antos decide a apostar nesta marca de sucesso, o Bozo americano (Larry Harmon) escolhe o comediante brasileiro, Wandeko Pipoca, para interpretar o personagem, em pouco tempo a Bozomania explode no Brasil, o programa do Bozo passa a ser exibido de manhã até a tarde, no SBT, $ílvio $antos decide contratar mais dois atores, Luís Ricardo e Arlindo Barreto, para desempenhar o personagem, numa jornada ao vivo, para todo o Brasil, e mais um outro para servir de stand-by, chamado Décio Roberto. No exterior Bozo recebe o título de "Embaixador Mundial da Boa Vontade", título concedido pela Unesco. No Brasil milhares de produtos são lançados, o programa do Bozo, no SBT, recebe durante 5 anos sucessivos, o Troféu Imprensa, ganha 3 discos de ouro, um sucesso total!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocês até podem ouvir o mp3 aqui: &lt;a href="http://www.bozomaniaco.hpg.ig.com.br/123.mp3"&gt;1, 2, 3 vamos lá!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assustador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75190937?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75190937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75190937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75190937' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75190123</id><published>2002-04-09T00:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T00:28:57.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Olha que maravilha o papel que eu achei aqui na mesa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OXÓSSI CAÇADOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um lugar onde você&lt;br /&gt;encontra tudo para o seu&lt;br /&gt;trabalho espiritual além de &lt;br /&gt;incenso em varetas, defumadores, banhos,&lt;br /&gt;mistura sagrada, etc.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Temos também material importado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANGIDIGBA, TERRA COTA, AMBAR, ALABASCO, CONTAS AFRICANAS, PENAS DE EKÓDIDE, OSÙN, WAJÌ, OBÌ, OROGBO, ATARÉ AFRICANO, ÈFUN, ABADÁ COMPLETO E MUITO MAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Venha nos visitar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilha! Macumba importada! Agora está na moda importar macumba! É super &lt;i&gt;cool&lt;/i&gt;, cara! O que era aquilo? Algum tipo de oração africana de homens de tanga de oncinha com a cara pintada? De onde saiu esse papel?? Será que foi um sinal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75190123?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75190123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75190123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75190123' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75188939</id><published>2002-04-08T23:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T00:21:23.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;Studio 54&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.bacfilms.com/site/studio54/lesimages/images/film/4x3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pior filme que eu já vi. Com Mike Myers (eh, o austin power), Ryan Phillippe, Salma Hayek e Neve Campbell. Fala sobre uma discoteca dos anos 70 que se chamava Studio 54 (huh) e era frequentada pela &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;elite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; de Nova Iorque. Todo mundo querendo sair do anonimato, e as noites se resumiam a orgias e consumo descontrolado de drogas, pessoas se vendendo pela &lt;i&gt;fama&lt;/i&gt; etc. Eu não tenho costume de assistir um filme por causa de algum ator bonitinho aqui e ali. Então nada foi aproveitável ... realmente.. não era o Ryan Phillippe com aquele micro short que iria salvar o filme de ser uma droga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTA 0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75188939?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75188939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75188939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75188939' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75154511</id><published>2002-04-08T03:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T03:16:24.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="fuchsia"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mulher:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Aquela meiguinha que não fala palavrão que é doce toda fofa um bibelo, soh pra ficar olhando&lt;br /&gt;2- Aquela que fala palavrao, brinca o tempo todo e eh desencanada, "boba igual janela" como diria a lara&lt;br /&gt;3- Aquela que anda bem vestida e perfumada, e nao da um pio&lt;br /&gt;4- Aquela que é toda largada mas é cabeça feita, o assunto com ela nunca acaba &lt;br /&gt;5- Aquela tarada que quer sexo 24 horas, inclusive no banheiro do colegio durante os intervalos&lt;br /&gt;6- Aquela super ciumenta que faz teatro na rua mas pra compensar nao deixa um mosquito pousar nela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75154511?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75154511' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75154406</id><published>2002-04-08T03:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T03:05:48.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Frase do dia&lt;/b&gt;: TO TREMENDO QUE NEM &lt;b&gt;LARA VERDE!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em homenagem a &lt;a href="http://laravedder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lara Vedder!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75154406?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75154406' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75154365</id><published>2002-04-08T03:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T03:03:50.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.genericoincolor.hpg.com.br/testeperso/osama.gif&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Tahoma,Arial" size=2&gt;&lt;a href="http://generico.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Que grande personalidade de nosso tempo você é?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha muito bom! osama bin laden foi boa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75154365?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75154365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75154365' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75132456</id><published>2002-04-07T11:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T14:14:04.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Enquete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vcs acharam do novo layout alegre do meu blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Uma bosta! Parece que vc esfregou um mamão aqui!&lt;br /&gt;2- Alegre demais, pqp! Qq c tem na cabeça?&lt;br /&gt;3- AAAAH VC ME DEIXOU CEGO!!&lt;br /&gt;4- Ficou manero, melhor que aquele azul maldito que dava enjôo.&lt;br /&gt;5- Ficou foda! Curti!&lt;br /&gt;6- Ta ridículo! Como vc eh brega! Aff&lt;br /&gt;7- Nao fede nem cheira eu to pouco me fudendo pra aparencia o q importa eh o conteudo&lt;br /&gt;8- Eu to pouco me fudendo pra aparencia E pro conteudo!&lt;br /&gt;9- Seu blog é uma merda e vc deve morrer.&lt;br /&gt;10- Que coisa inutil... tsc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pela colaboração.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75132456?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75132456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75132456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75132456' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75132381</id><published>2002-04-07T11:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T11:54:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que...&lt;br /&gt;consegui recuperar meu contador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A frase do dia&lt;/b&gt; já está em mais dois blogs: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nossa, tem homi aqui!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Gi (Tat))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mulheres de hoje estão vindo com radar especial que detecta homens a até 30 km de distância! E aí soa o alarme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;ALERTA! HOMEM! ALERTA! HOMEM!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado, homens! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75132381?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75132381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75132381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75132381' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75131784</id><published>2002-04-07T10:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T11:43:44.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estou me sentindo tão estranha quanto &lt;b&gt;CARRIE, A ESTRANHA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É.. eu sei que eu fui infeliz nessa. Mas eu acerto na próxima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75131784?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75131784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75131784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75131784' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75129302</id><published>2002-04-07T07:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T07:15:41.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Visitante 400 manifeste-se e ganhe um lindo jogo americano pornô com putas de meia-idade!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75129302?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75129302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75129302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75129302' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75129246</id><published>2002-04-07T07:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T07:12:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://communities.msn.com/_Secure/0NwA7IK4TECDVAJh*6RcMXgHKFQqRi39NHooKNa0qycsDf0ygeO9auAEJ!0BLhyX6xeB4IZRteUnAZfQGUIRTZg/leona.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEONA É FODA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há como negar...&lt;br /&gt;Vou até dormir agora pra ver se sonho com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75129246?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75129246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75129246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75129246' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75112171</id><published>2002-04-06T18:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T18:08:42.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAMPANHA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x-kuei.blogspot.com/"&gt;X-KUEI&lt;/a&gt; DEVE BLOGAR MAIS VEZES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Façam nosso amiguinho blogar mais vezes por semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75112171?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75112171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75112171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75112171' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75112075</id><published>2002-04-06T18:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T18:05:35.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahah eu tive que voltar aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;VEJAM ISSO:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drunkgamers.com/media/mario.swf"&gt;HAAHUHAU!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demora um pouco pra carregar mas vale a pena! Muito engraçado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75112075?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75112075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75112075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75112075' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75111114</id><published>2002-04-06T17:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T17:35:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="teal"&gt;Mais de 30 palestinos morrem hoje em Jenin, diz ministro&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Militares israelenses e palestinos intensificaram o confronto no campo de refugiados de Jenin, no norte da Cisjordânia, nesta madrugada. Mais de 30 palestinos morreram hoje com a ferocidade do conflito, afirmou o ministro palestino das Comunicações, Iasser Abed Rabbo, em declaração à rede de televisão Al Jazeera.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se eu que sou eu já nao aguento mais essa situação imagina eles que estao vivendo isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75111114?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75111114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75111114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75111114' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75101311</id><published>2002-04-06T05:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T05:40:03.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="Navy"&gt;Efeito &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;GUTS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaai como está &lt;font color="red"&gt;QUENTE&lt;/font&gt; aqui..... =P~~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75101311?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75101311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75101311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75101311' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75101318</id><published>2002-04-06T05:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T05:27:59.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://communities.msn.com/_Secure/0OgAAAO0UVmVovaKVMv53pCudhZb74ATfAd1SDFwKIljyr*4BfAFOtfV6RTlxeU9e8b8m5PreD1A4VhdPEc8XBe6xea8jc5rJ/bocabros.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! muito maneru&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75101318?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75101318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75101318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75101318' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75063769</id><published>2002-04-05T03:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T03:22:43.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah... as coisas boas da vida... &lt;a href="http://mfile.akamai.com/2187/rm/adtv.download.akamai.com/2187/rageagainstthemachine/g2/aud/sleep_now_in_fire.rm"&gt;(listen)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75063769?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75063769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75063769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75063769' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75062628</id><published>2002-04-05T02:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T03:24:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Eu digo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;NÃO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para o retorno do programa &lt;a href="http://www.sandycom.cjb.net/"&gt;SANDY E JR&lt;/a&gt; deixando o domingo ainda mais deprimente do que o normal! Não destruam o que restou da mente das pobres pessoas! Porra ocupem a droga do espaço com algo de util pra vida de alguém. Até uma aula de culinária é melhor que esse lixo. Já to vendo um grande número de ignorantes se arrastando na rua fazendo tudo q a Sandy faz no programa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.alessandrorocha.hpg.ig.com.br/planeta/Imagens/Fotos/Thumb03/images/fotocd008_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deprimente.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75062628?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75062628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75062628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75062628' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75062200</id><published>2002-04-05T02:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T02:27:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;Jason Mewes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Events/1223/JasonMewes_Granitz_221384-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabem quem é esse rapaz carnavalesco, cheio de plumas? É o Jay, de Jay e Silent Bob! Ele tem 28 anos e já foi detido duas vezes por porte de heroína. Nossa, quem diria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75062200?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75062200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75062200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75062200' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-75060918</id><published>2002-04-05T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T02:36:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="Red"&gt;Tommy Lee Jones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Ss/0122718/fcstil_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com seus 55 anos ele tem cara de quem precisa de colo. Eu gosto dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="Red"&gt;Uma Thurman&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Ss/0118661/2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispensa comentários! Babem.. =)~~~   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-75060918?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75060918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/75060918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75060918' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11473509</id><published>2002-04-04T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T23:38:44.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nossa, que magnifico! Está passando a reportagem da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;garota que morreu no baile funk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. O repertório então, é dos melhores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Só as cachorras, as preparadas, as popozudas, o baile todo!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ta dominado, ta tudo dominado!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bate na palma da mao, bate na palma da mao vai mexendo o popozao!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ambiente interessante! Não entendo como ela morreu pelas mãos de alguém que frequentava um lugar desses.... Classe &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;, só gente da alta! Altamente procurada pela polícia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11473509?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11473509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11473509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11473509' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11473306</id><published>2002-04-04T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T22:46:08.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger do inferno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11473306?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11473306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11473306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11473306' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11471180</id><published>2002-04-04T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T23:38:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Visitem o blog do &lt;a href="http://x-kuei.blogspot.com/"&gt;X-Kuei&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um blog legal apesar de ele estar tendo pouco tempo disponível pra escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por falar nisso eu pretendo mudar as cores do meu blog pq esse azul me dá náuseas... alguém sugere alguma coisa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11471180?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11471180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11471180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11471180' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11444372</id><published>2002-04-04T04:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T23:37:34.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU ODEIO A BLOGGER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora realmente &lt;i&gt;encheu o saco&lt;/i&gt; os problemas que a blogger tem apresentado esses dias. Estão se tornando cada vez mais frequentes. Quem sabe o problema seja apenas comigo, mas eu estou de saco cheio! Se eu não estou escrevendo muito ultimamente.&lt;br /&gt;É culpa da &lt;b&gt;blogger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11444372?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11444372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11444372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11444372' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11443497</id><published>2002-04-04T03:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T03:42:12.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.fearofdolls.com/whenorgan.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When The Organ Played At Twilight&lt;br /&gt;CD | 1999 | self release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bent on creating confrontational psychological experiences, Fear of Dolls is an avant-garde band, or possibly a parody of band, that often replaces standard musical conventions with the sound naïve childlike innocence (minimal, exaggerated and irrational).&lt;br /&gt;The end result is a schizophrenic mixture of psychotic nervousness, abstract lunacy, tension and suspense, emotional frailty, and violent cacophony . . . the sounds in a child's mind after witnessing a murder.&lt;br /&gt;Formed in 1995 by Greg Forschler, Fear of Dolls has actively performed live in the Seattle area, while the music and band members have constantly shifted and evolved, exploiting the apparent self-implosive madness of some of those involved along the way. In 1999 a debut CD was released, and now a new CD is available, surfacing from the archives of the most tumultuous incarnation of the band so far."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aconselho ouvir &lt;a href="http://www.fearofdolls.com/toy1.wav"&gt;Fragile Toy&lt;/a&gt; que é a que eu mais gosto.&lt;br /&gt;O cd novo saiu esse ano, desde 99 que eles não gravavam nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11443497?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11443497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11443497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11443497' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11443081</id><published>2002-04-04T03:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T03:24:39.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;Fear of Dolls - Desespero dos Perpétuos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearofdolls.com/"&gt;Fear of Dolls&lt;/a&gt; - uma banda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonhar.net/"&gt;Desespero dos Perpétuos&lt;/a&gt; - Despair from: The Endless, Desespero eh a mais interessante dos Perpétuos pra mim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violently Happy - uma música da Björk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas explicando o nome do meu blog a quem interessar, alguma dúvida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11443081?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11443081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11443081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11443081' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11440028</id><published>2002-04-04T01:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T01:35:46.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sweetcherrie.com/main/divas/quiz.html"&gt; &lt;img src="http://203.134.65.103/acidstar/ziaaward.gif" border=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... tá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11440028?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11440028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11440028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11440028' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11430845</id><published>2002-04-03T21:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T21:17:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje eu tomei um banho! Um SUPER banho! UM SENHOR BANHO! Eu me esfreguei tanto que a pele quase saiu e escovei os dentes umas 4 vezes seguidas. Não que isso interessa a vcs mas eu não tenho o que falar mesmo. Por enquanto, pelo menos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11430845?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11430845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11430845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11430845' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11406694</id><published>2002-04-03T04:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T04:40:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Série: Sexo em Cabines Telefonicas&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/jb1594-001.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=00081D181C0C194F38265F191250464A444C4343414D4B4D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta parece uma cabine bem confortável e discreta! Interessante....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Série: Sexo em Cemitérios&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/ca14712.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=1D0D181D1911140115154F3520265F101150474441535F4B4E"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uaaau hein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11406694?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11406694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11406694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11406694' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11406072</id><published>2002-04-03T03:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:45:44.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Cisticercose:&lt;/b&gt; doença causada pela &lt;i&gt;Taenia&lt;/i&gt;. O homem se contamina ao ingerir não a carne contaminada por cisticercos, mas os ovos do verme. No corpo do homem esses ovos se desenvolvem da mesma maneira que no organismo do porco, isto é, atingem especialmente o cérebro e a musculatura. Dependendo do número de cisticercos que se instalam nesses órgãos, podem ocorrer graves problemas e até a morte do indivíduo parasitado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de esclarecer a informação acima.&lt;br /&gt;Num início de tarde, exatamente ao meio-dia, meus pais &lt;i&gt;adoravelmente&lt;/i&gt; me acordaram para que eu &lt;i&gt;alegremente&lt;/i&gt; fosse a uma naturalista que iria me examinar. Chegando ao local (que era uma paróquia, onde começou o terror) havia várias pessoas sentadas numa roda. Com certeza, era um grupo de oração! Eu me sentei e nem fiz questão de tirar os óculos escuros e muito menos prestar atenção no que aquelas pessoas diziam. Aquele grupo se reunia sempre antes das consultas, a tal &lt;i&gt;naturalista&lt;/i&gt; estava lá diante de todos falando sobre o poder divino que a tornava capaz de "curar" com as plantas. E ela dizia que as doenças eram causadas pela má alimentação e pelos vermes (??). E disse que o que os médicos chamavam de câncer &lt;i&gt;eram os vermes&lt;/i&gt; da má alimentação que seriam curados com o poder divino! (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem após tanta ladainha as consultas começaram, diziam que a mulher usava uma espécie de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;varinha sobrenatural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; que identificava os males presentes no corpo da pessoa. Quando eu entrei na sala ela me pediu que colocasse um papel no sutiã (??) e ficasse de pé. De repente ela aparece com uma &lt;b&gt;antena de carro&lt;/b&gt;!!! Era essa a tal VARINHA MILAGROSA SOBRENATURAL! Uma antena de carro!!!!!! E foi aí que todo o circo começou... uma outra senhora segurava os dedos da mão esquerda da Miss Naturalista 2002 que ficavam em forma de O (polegar e indicador). A mulher apontava a milagrosa-antena-de-carro e falava o nome das partes do corpo e se os dedos dela se abrissem é pq ali havia algo errado. O mais legal é que os dedos dela abriram no meu corpo inteiro! Nossa que esplêndido, eu sou um enorme poço de parasitas, vírus, etc! Por fim ela diagnosticou um nódulo no seio direito e disse que eu tinha &lt;i&gt;verme-no-cérebro&lt;/i&gt; (ela quis dizer &lt;b&gt;cisticercose&lt;/b&gt; mas a ignorância lhe impediu) e recomendou que eu colocasse toalhas geladas molhadas diariamente por 1 hora para matar o parasita! Isto é.. INCRÍVEL! E para o tal nódulo no seio ela disse pra colocar ARGILA, isto quer dizer que se realmente eu tivesse um nódulo no seio ele se tornaria um câncer eu teria que fazer uma mastectomia por falta de tratamento e talvez até poderia morrer! E ela me recomenda... argila. Tratamento revolucionário, hein. A ARGILA CONTRA O CÂNCER!&lt;br /&gt;Ah tenha dó... essa senhora charlatã merece ir pra cadeia! Tinha muita gente lá que acreditava do fundo do coração que seria curado... Pra que enganar pessoas humildes? Desnecessário.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11406072?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11406072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11406072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11406072' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11404409</id><published>2002-04-03T02:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:08:46.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="gray"&gt;PAGODEIROS TOCAM INSTRUMENTOS CLÁSSICOS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe.... frase clássica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEVERAS REVOLTANTE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu sonho de consumo se tornou um reles instrumento de pagodeiros. Foi banalizado em rede nacional. Estou falando do &lt;b&gt;violoncelo&lt;/b&gt;, não só ele mas tb o violino e outros. Um grupo que toca pagodinho &lt;i&gt;ixxxxpeiiirto&lt;/i&gt; quis ser um grupo de &lt;font color="navy"&gt;pagodinho revolucionário&lt;/font&gt; adicionando violinos e violoncelo ao som misturado com flauta transversal, pandeiro e cavaquinho. Eu que cá estou a morrer por não ter meu amado violoncelo fiquei deveras &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;embucetada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; quando eu vi aquele ser de camisa listrada e cara de homem sério tocando. No começo foi tudo normal, o violoncelo sozinho  e logo após foi acompanhado dos violinos.. estava tudo indo muito bem, tudo muito bonito quando entrou o pandeiro e o cavaquinho e tudo se tornou uma deplorável roda de &lt;i&gt;samba-vem-cá-minha-nega&lt;/i&gt;. Daqui a pouco as criaturas estarão declamando aos 4 cantos: Pagode tb é &lt;i&gt;"curtura"&lt;/i&gt;. Ou talvez pérolas do tipo "Eles são a nova geração do pagode! O pagode clássico. Um fenômeno nacional." Bem... depois do estrago FAMÍLIA LIMA, tudo é possível, não é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei até triste...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11404409?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11404409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11404409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11404409' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11404309</id><published>2002-04-03T02:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T02:49:55.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corredores! Para vocês adoradores como eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/10186201.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=01091C191D0D4F2739235F4240504B454251425F485F"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um corredor com plaquinha, um charme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/10133917.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=1A0C1F181E080314025D273A324D42434152404A41565F4B4E"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizarro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/bd6578-001.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=1A0C1F181E080314025D2720394D11174654444B5D5143425C594D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enigimático&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://delivery.gettyimages.com/comp/la8563-002.jpg?x=x&amp;dasite=GETTYIMAGES&amp;dareq=0206031A1E5D2720394D1F12485445405D5143415C594D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11404309?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11404309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11404309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11404309' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11403565</id><published>2002-04-03T02:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T02:38:43.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Esta jovem de 21 anos saiu de casa para nunca mais voltar (aqui foto da jovem de labios carnosos batom vermelho escarlate, chapéu que eh o hype entre os books de 15 anos das empregadas e olhar 43 estilo &lt;i&gt;I'm too sexy and I love buchada&lt;/i&gt;). A jovem foi morta por um homem que conheceu num baile funk."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reportagem do Linha Direta (comentários oportunistas e desagradáveis feitos por mim) - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderíamos ser poupados de certas notícias.. vocês não acham?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11403565?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11403565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11403565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11403565' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11403229</id><published>2002-04-03T02:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T02:00:49.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe, eu adoro &lt;b&gt;corredores&lt;/b&gt;! Longos, pouco iluminados mas tb os bem iluminados todo clarinho e deserto. E por isso eu carinhosamente resolvi homenagear os corredores com uma série de fotos divertidas de diferentes tipos e tamanhos de corredores. Quando eu vejo um corredor eu tenho sensações divertidíssimas, altas viagens sem sentido algum. Vou criar uma nova campanha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;DIGA NÃO ÀS DROGAS! PARE EM FRENTE A UM CORREDOR!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez nem seja algo tão interessante e eu tenha algum problema a ser tratado com alguém que pensa ser um especialista pq no diploma dele está escrito isso. Mas andar num corredor pra mim é tudo! Principalmente se ele for enorme e estiver deserto, aquele silêncio mórbido, entendem? Tinha um que eu gostava muito que era de um lugar que fica no bairro Industrial daqui, eu esqueci o nome do lugar mas eu ia lá pra ir ao dentista, o ambiente era todo clima de filme de terror. Os corredores vazios interligados, enormes, pouco iluminados e silenciosos. Eu me sentia em outro mundo, uma dimensão paralela, muito &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;nonsense&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Por isso sejam a favor dos corredores! Seja adepto desta campanha! Vc ainda ganha o nosso adesivo "Corredores sim!  Sandy e Jr não!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11403229?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11403229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11403229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11403229' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11401825</id><published>2002-04-03T01:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T01:25:30.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Brother Brasil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente chegou ao fim o pior &lt;i&gt;Reality Show&lt;/i&gt; (se é que assim pode ser chamado) da história. Tivemos como grande vencedor o vendedor de coco anabolizado!! Agora ele montará uma distribuidora de cocos chamada "Big Vendedores de Coco Brasil" e uma academia com o nome "Big Anabolizados sem cérebro Brasil". O programa mais inútil premiando o mais inútil participante! Perfeito. O vendedor de coco e seu cabide (carinhosamente chamado de "Maria Eugênia") formaram o casal mais romântico do programa. Nem FranSérgio e VaiNessa ganharam da dupla Maria Eugenia e Kleber. Ninguém sabe o que o grande musculoso bebê-bambam-chorão fazia com seu cabide debaixo do edredon! Nem as câmeras ousaram filmar. E ele chorou e chorou rios de lágrimas quando sem querer retiraram a "boneca" de lá. Bambam ficou carente e pediu o cabide de volta. No segundo lugar VaiNessa com seus 30 mil reais que serão bem gastos na restauração de suas trancinhas afro que estavam pra lá de gastas e num motel com FranSérgio pra tirar o atraso. E em terceiro lugar André ganhou dos &lt;i&gt;pouco oportunistas&lt;/i&gt; amiguinhos da &lt;b&gt;SONY&lt;/b&gt; a gravação de um cd. Vc, fã de André, terá a oportunidade de comprar o cd com todo o repertório de músicas de banheiro do nosso amigo além de várias fotos com suas diversas imitações nada criativas e nada divertidas. De brinde vc ganha um adesivo do orgulho &lt;font color="Fuchsia"&gt;G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="teal"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;. Suuuper &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, cara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11401825?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11401825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11401825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11401825' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11396787</id><published>2002-04-02T23:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T02:37:06.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.testescrotos.hpg.com.br/02.gif" alt="VoCêS gOsTaM dE LiNkIn PaRk?" border="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com"&gt;Que mulher-macho da MPB você é?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, que emocionante! Eu mostrava os peitos nos meus shows e morri de causa desconhecida. Além de ter estragado várias músicas interessantes. Mas pelo menos e não sou a &lt;b&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"Eeeuu e vocêee.. não é assim tão complicado.."&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11396787?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11396787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11396787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11396787' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11365693</id><published>2002-04-02T01:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T01:27:01.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mewing.net/suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/deathquiz.html"&gt;take the death quiz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. laura = great.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe um dia, não agora. Mas provavelmente eu usaria arma de fogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11365693?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11365693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11365693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11365693' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11313829</id><published>2002-03-31T15:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T15:53:03.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.notmymuse.org/tests/simpsons.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://yesterday.pick-me.net/tests/bart.gif" border="0" width="225" height="100" alt="I'm so like Bart!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notmymuse.org/tests/simpsons.html"&gt;I'm Bart, who are you?&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.notmymuse.org"&gt;Lexi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11313829?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11313829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11313829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11313829' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11312842</id><published>2002-03-31T15:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T15:16:30.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="orange"&gt;Parabéns visitante 200! Você ganhara um lindo jogo de preservativos multicoloridos sabor frutas tropicais! Enjoy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11312842?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11312842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11312842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11312842' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11312372</id><published>2002-03-31T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T14:53:31.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visitante número &lt;b&gt;200&lt;/b&gt;, manifeste-se! Está próximo, faltam apenas 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11312372?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11312372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11312372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11312372' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11311941</id><published>2002-03-31T14:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T14:36:41.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Família fica chocada com a ação da jovem suicida palestina &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Campo de refugiados Dheisheh, Cisjordânia - Muhammad Akhras, um mestre-de-obras palestino, achou que conhecia sua filha de 18 anos, Ayat, como qualquer um. Mas na sexta-feira ele ficou devastado ao saber a verdade. Ela saiu naquela manhã no horário normal, às 7h, para uma caminhada de meia hora até seu colégio em uma aldeia vizinha. Um aluna nota A do terceiro colegial, ela esperava estudar jornalismo na faculdade, e estava se preparando para as provas finais, disse seu pai. Mas, naquela tarde, Akhras ficou horrorizado ao tomar conhecimento de que foi Ayat a terrorista suicida que atacou um supermercado em Jerusalém, matando a si mesma e a dois israelenses, e ferindo pelo menos outras 30 pessoas. Um dos dois israelenses que ela matou era um adolescente apenas um ano mais novo que ela. Ayat deixou um vídeo de despedida, com a cabeça envolta em um lenço árabe xadrez. E as Brigadas dos Mártires de Al Aqsa, um grupo militante afiliado do movimento Fatah, assumiram a responsabilidade pelo ataque à bomba.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayat Akhras foi a terceira e mais jovem mulher suicida do atual levante palestino, e seu ataque apontou uma nova disposição entre algumas mulheres palestinas de se juntarem às fileiras de dezenas de homens que se tornaram bombas humanas na luta contra Israel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... deveras revoltante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11311941?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11311941' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11311659</id><published>2002-03-31T14:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T14:22:50.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A rainha-mãe morreu ontem, aos 101 anos de idade, em Londres, "enquanto dormia pacificamente" no castelo de Windsor. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os funerais da rainha Elizabeth, da Inglaterra, conhecida como rainha-mãe, acontecerão no dia 9 de abril, na abadia de Westminster, anunciou o Palácio de Buckingham. Um luto nacional foi decretado até essa data. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa! Finalmente.. achei que essa mulher não morreria nunca mais. Meu humor foi alterado pela páscoa, portanto ele está pior do que sempre foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11311659?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11311659' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3277378.post-11311139</id><published>2002-03-31T13:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T13:57:32.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="fuchsia"&gt;PARABÉNS TIA MARIANE!!!!! PARABÉEEEENS!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3277378-11311139?l=glume.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3277378/posts/default/11311139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11311139' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17175314522552785461</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></entry></feed>
