<?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-1358448289451586846</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:31:19.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descenessários</title><subtitle type='html'>desnecessário</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-7843324021003265837</id><published>2009-10-05T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T08:13:45.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seguinte, a questão é: Cansei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A vida desse povo que aparece na mídia e as patacoadas deles não me interessam mais a ponto de sentir prazer em criar posts, e falando francamente... Já existem blogs suficientes pra cortar essa galera.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana" &gt;O plano agora é partir pra outra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Brevemente um novo blog com um outro tipo de conteúdo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-7843324021003265837?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/7843324021003265837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=7843324021003265837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7843324021003265837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7843324021003265837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/10/mudancas.html' title='Mudanças'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-1363105711963092470</id><published>2009-09-18T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:07:56.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdyke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Séculos sem escrever, por fáários motivos, mas um deles com certeza era a preguiça. Volto com um post bem relax e honesto. O fato descenessário da vez é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fernanda Maria Young de Carvalho Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; que declarou que irá posar peladona na Playboy. Até um dia desses Fernanda Young, pra mim, era só uma pessoa culta que possuia um programa que parecia levemente interessante. Mas desde um tempinho ai a escritora, atriz, roteirista e apresentadora de televisão brasileira &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;  vem falando sobre os ensaios que a playboy vem realizando. Muito revoltada, Fernanda lança uma&lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/cultura/mat/2009/09/11/fernanda-young-lista-dez-motivos-que-levaram-posar-nua-para-revista-playboy-767579212.asp"&gt; lista com 10 motivos&lt;/a&gt; para ela posar nua, muito modesta.&lt;br /&gt;Da lista eu destacaria os motivos "Salvar o erotismo das mãos da breguice" e "É a primeira vez na história que a coelhinha da 'Playboy' tem 8 romances publicados". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aloka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, de boa, duvido que alguém que compre a Playboy faça isso por causa dos dotes intelectuais da modelo. Até porque quem compra a Playboy quer ver &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;( usando aquela palavra da Índia do No Limite)&lt;/span&gt; priquito. Então alguém avisa a Fernanda que motivo dinheiro é aceitável, motivo cultura é incoerente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E digo mais. Não sei e nem me interessa a orientação sexual da apresentadora, mas assim... Sinto toda uma vibe &lt;s&gt;bolacheira&lt;/s&gt; lésbica nessa possível edição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eyesonbrazil.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/3566315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://eyesonbrazil.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/3566315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;   É isso ai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-1363105711963092470?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/1363105711963092470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=1363105711963092470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/1363105711963092470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/1363105711963092470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/09/playdyke.html' title='Playdyke?'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-4289460017755596172</id><published>2009-08-27T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:20:25.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opressão total</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Passeando pelo site da mais mais opressora do Brasil, eis que uma coisa me impressiona:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/VCnoG1/0,,MUL1282834-8491,00-JACARE+DE+QUASE+M+ASSUSTA+BANHISTAS+E+E+CAPTURADO+EM+PRAIA+DO+PARA.html"&gt;Jacaré de quase 4 m assusta banhistas e é capturado em praia do Pará&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;O que mais me impressiona num é o fato de ter praia no Pará, nem de um jacaré ser achado na praia, e nem tanto o fato de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;paraenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; se assustarem com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;criaturas  "jacareísticas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; na praia deles, o que mais chama a minha atenção é esse &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ser&lt;/span&gt; da última foto com &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bermuda amarela&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Meu Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;[/pseudoreligiosa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, que sem classe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g1.globo.com/VCnoG1/foto/0,,21776726,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 532px; height: 379px;" src="http://g1.globo.com/VCnoG1/foto/0,,21776726,00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;U-Ó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Esse post me remete a &lt;a href="http://papodebodega.blogspot.com/2009/04/ole-le-ola-la.html"&gt;Papo de Budega&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-4289460017755596172?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/4289460017755596172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=4289460017755596172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/4289460017755596172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/4289460017755596172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/08/opressao-total.html' title='Opressão total'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-7508216632914519645</id><published>2009-08-07T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:34:09.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tô linda e absoluta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gente... Odeio, eu simplesmente O-D-E-I-O Coca-cola, pepsi, indaiá cola, mais sabor cola, enfim... Todo e qualquer líquido preto(sem racismo) com/sem gás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Porém, ontem fiquei super tentada a comprar a maldição de uma pepsi... E ainda estou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PQP... Pepsi? Tem coisa pior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas o novo visual dessa água de xuca tá digno, válido e conceitual... Fiquei hipnotizada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não tem nenhum pisca-pisca, show piro&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;co&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;técnico, design loucão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;É só um azul tombante, a logomarca que qualquer recém-ingresso num curso de corel draw da SOS faria em 5 minutos e o nome PEPSI com uma fonte simples baixada lá do dafont.com(pensa que eu não reconheci?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas sabe o impressionante? É que deu certo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apaixonei, falando francamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero uma pepsi já!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.insoonia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/lata-pc-regular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.insoonia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/lata-pc-regular.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Linda e Absoluta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-7508216632914519645?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/7508216632914519645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=7508216632914519645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7508216632914519645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7508216632914519645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-linda-e-absoluta.html' title='Tô linda e absoluta!'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-8826072743277950072</id><published>2009-08-02T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:09:21.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que você volta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vou logo confessando minha imensa preguiça de voltar a escrever nesse blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deixei passar muitos acontecimentos, mas acho válido tentar voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como disse no último post, estava  em um encontro na faculdade, o Enecom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, digamos que o encontro superou e muito as minhas expectativas. Jurava que nem ia acontecer, as reuniões aos sábados que mais pareciam sacrifício e todo o trabalho/estresse antes da realização... Tiraram até minha vontade de "dar as caras" durante. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas todo tipo de desistência foi superado e eu pude viver o lado bom do encontro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não vou me prender a detalhe dos dias, eu poderia, são muitas as histórias... mas não vou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prefiro só fazer um balanço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos novos, amigos se passando, ameaça de morte, programa na rádio, integração com o resto do Brasil, gripe suína(?) kkk, chimarrão, lombra de chimarrão, músicas antigas que grudaram na cabeça... e muito sono&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, eu poderia contar tudo detalhado, mas falando francamente... Tô sem vontade agora ó! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fica pra depois! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/vanessa-rangel/discografia/vanessa-rangel-W200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/vanessa-rangel/discografia/vanessa-rangel-W200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;palpite&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-8826072743277950072?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/8826072743277950072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=8826072743277950072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/8826072743277950072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/8826072743277950072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/08/sera-que-voce-volta.html' title='Será que você volta?'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-7588755201818965573</id><published>2009-07-23T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:50:06.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando das Férias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Desculpas aos poucos leitores desse projeto de blog, mas minha ausência se deve ao fato de estar viajando pela África.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas estou de volta...Ou mais ou menos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Até o dia 31 estarei em um encontro na Universidade, e como fui convidada não posso fazer desfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aguardem (ou não) posts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;honestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quebrarei paradigmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ugly-betty.tv/resources/bios/wilhelmina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://ugly-betty.tv/resources/bios/wilhelmina.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Wilhelmina, meu exemplo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-7588755201818965573?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/7588755201818965573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=7588755201818965573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7588755201818965573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/7588755201818965573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/07/voltando-das-ferias.html' title='Voltando das Férias!'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-8827860817226983103</id><published>2009-06-30T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:21:08.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Diego Hypolito??? Dúvido!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Uma notícia: Diego Hypolito se atraca com modelo no seu aniversário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Uma foto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://extra.globo.com/fotos/2009/06/30/30_MHG_hypolito1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 328px;" src="http://extra.globo.com/fotos/2009/06/30/30_MHG_hypolito1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Um comentário: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Separa&lt;/span&gt;. É briga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-8827860817226983103?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/8827860817226983103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=8827860817226983103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/8827860817226983103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/8827860817226983103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-diego-hypolito-duvido.html' title='O Diego Hypolito??? Dúvido!'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-6630368263360001734</id><published>2009-06-25T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:07:41.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the moon is in the Seventh House...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Zennnnnte... Que coisa maravilhosa são as férias, na verdade, mais maravilhoso que as férias é aquele clima de proximidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sai da minha cabeça essa música&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cb18uagkEi4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cb18uagkEi4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alívio que sinto deixando pra trás todo o peso que foi esse semestre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipooo... Adeeeusss cultura francesa! 3 anos e meio!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ai, ai... No começo confesso que era ótimo, mas nada dura para sempre e não sentirei falta.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que o fim não podia ser só fim e adeus... Rolou aquela festinha onde você descobre quem é fino e quem é moooorto de fome. Pena que nunca conheci um fino nessas ocasiões.&lt;br /&gt;Pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Úlllltima!&lt;br /&gt;Eita!&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de ler aqui, naquele site daquela empresa que todo pseudo adooora esculachar, mas num consegue largar... Que Michael Jackson parece que mórreu! Séra?&lt;br /&gt;É muita emoção pra um dia só!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse post uó super descenessário era só um desabafo, tá!?&lt;br /&gt;kkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-6630368263360001734?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/6630368263360001734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=6630368263360001734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6630368263360001734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6630368263360001734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-moon-is-in-seventh-house.html' title='When the moon is in the Seventh House...'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-6471137262005758345</id><published>2009-06-23T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:48:44.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em crise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;É triste ter a revelação que você não serve pra nada... E logo nesse mundo cheio de oportunidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Um mundo que deu chance até para Kelly Key e Carla Perez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQvvli7iCos&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQvvli7iCos&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tá, vai... Ir no Raul Gil não é uma vida tão cheia de "oportunidades" assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://origin.contigo.abril.com.br/imagem/noticia/200808/ampliada/050808-luana-piovani-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 226px;" src="http://origin.contigo.abril.com.br/imagem/noticia/200808/ampliada/050808-luana-piovani-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Sainn, não tô boa hojenn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-6471137262005758345?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/6471137262005758345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=6471137262005758345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6471137262005758345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6471137262005758345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/em-crise.html' title='Em crise...'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-6585540670143134918</id><published>2009-06-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:57:42.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leve demais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, sexta-feira, foi dia de muitos compromissos e de nenhuma ação. Sabe como é, evitei a fadiga do fim de semana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Porém, fui logo garantir meu ingresso pro show da banda que eu atoooron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tipo, já tava desacostumada a pagar pra entrar num show, mas o deles vale a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Já vi gente dizer que era estilo Loser Manos, já ouvi dizer que eles eram ruins... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bom... Se eles fossem estilo Loser Manos, com certeza seriam ruins, mas eles não são!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;O estilo deles está mais para The Strokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mas gosto é que nem braço, como já dizia alguém que eu não lembro quem, algumas pessoas simplesmente não possuem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/28990695/moptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 392px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/28990695/moptop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mais uma vez em Fortaleza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-6585540670143134918?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/6585540670143134918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=6585540670143134918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6585540670143134918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6585540670143134918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/leve-demais.html' title='Leve demais!'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-5789101871647977038</id><published>2009-06-19T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:17:50.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra que etiqueta, ter boas maneiras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Se estamos no lado de cá da fronteira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já cantava a abertura daquela novelinha global.&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, pra quê bancar a fina e elegante se estamos abaixo da linha do equador em todos os sentidos?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, ontem foi um dia deveras cansativo, e nem me pergunte a causa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A cidade de Fortaleza ontem estava hot hot hot... Coisa que eu não estava mais acostumada, depois de tanto tempo frio e chuva, já estava comprando casacos para me adaptar ao novo clima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'Ai,ai... Viva o efeito estufa' Eu pensava... Mas como alegria de pobre é algo que eu não me atrevo a dizer que "dura pouco", pois eu vou mais a fundo por experiência (quase) própria, eu digo: felicidade de pobre simplesmente não existe! Até sorrindo pobre é infeliz... Qual a graça sorrir se não há motivos, dinheiro, nem dentes? Não é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNx_NO4GeMo/Rs8z3wAvZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/og9rYciG6R0/s400/63649705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNx_NO4GeMo/Rs8z3wAvZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/og9rYciG6R0/s400/63649705.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Como disse o poeta Clodovil, que Deus o tenha : Prefiro chorar numa limosine que rir num ônibus...  Eis o mistério da fé:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz num paranjana lotado(ou não) é ilusão, bonita!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas voltando a ontem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Fui fazer uma visitinha a uma certa gráfica que não ousarei fazer propaganda, porque apesar dos salgadinhos estarem ótimos, não esquecerei da jujuba não oferecida, ofensa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Depois de fazer a via-sacra na gráfica, que foi bem interessante - cansativo, fato, mas interessante - todas as finas&amp;amp;finos e caros amigos estavam com cara de retirantes, a gráfica, claro, que é muito phina... Ofereceu um lanche que não durou mais de 10 minutos na mesa, só gente muito phina mesmo! Eu que sou apenas uma garota latina americana, banquei a retirante e não precisei nem mais comer no resto do dia! A cara da favela.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas "nosso nome é: Necessidade" não acaba por aí... Ainda rolou um São Joãozinho na faculdade decorado com bandeirinhas de recortes de PLAYBOY e GMagazine, juro! KKKKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Claro que não rolou esse tipo de bandeirinha erótica, mas acharia combinante com o ambiente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ke3MkaNvJBI/SFXdNoI-J0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Zr9pKb0y_Xw/s400/suruba+angeli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ke3MkaNvJBI/SFXdNoI-J0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Zr9pKb0y_Xw/s400/suruba+angeli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Apenas uma ilustração, mas que poderia ser uma foto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reflita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/SjvHbS2zBmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KWAQyP4mwpk/s1600-h/babiv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/SjvHbS2zBmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KWAQyP4mwpk/s200/babiv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349088254164665954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Compreendi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-5789101871647977038?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/5789101871647977038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=5789101871647977038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/5789101871647977038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/5789101871647977038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/pra-que-etiqueta-ter-boas-maneiras.html' title='Pra que etiqueta, ter boas maneiras...'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNx_NO4GeMo/Rs8z3wAvZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/og9rYciG6R0/s72-c/63649705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-6717274181492737653</id><published>2009-06-18T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:06:04.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peguei nojo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Não sei vocês, e nem me interessa(na verdade), mas eu não aguento mais Gisele e Jesus sendo notícia todo dia. Pra ser bem franca, a da Gisele eu até aguento(até pelo fato que já acostumei), afinal, ela subiu na vida com as próprias cambitas - finas,longas e caras. Mas e Jesus? Primeiro que não é original nem no nome, depois que fica pegando senhoras loucas do Alzheimer (sim, é a Madonna) pra usar para seu belo e glorioso alpinismo social.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho abuso de gente assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus que me perdoe, mas eu cuspo em Jesus Luz... Jogo pedra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não gosto e não acho bonito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.perfilmanaus.com/fotos/JesusLuz_affair_maddona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.perfilmanaus.com/fotos/JesusLuz_affair_maddona.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim, ele tem cara daqueles 'cafuçu' que passam o dia em lan house e a noite correndo atrás de pirangueira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você gosta?&lt;br /&gt;Mooooorra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isso lá preferidinho de Madonna, isso é prostituto! [/opressão]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-6717274181492737653?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/6717274181492737653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=6717274181492737653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6717274181492737653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/6717274181492737653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-sei-voces-e-nem-me-interessana.html' title='Peguei nojo!'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358448289451586846.post-1470539782900435325</id><published>2009-06-18T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:40:01.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não é todo dia que eu sinto uma vaca louca dentro de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ontem, aliviando as tensões com bastante &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cultura de massa&lt;/span&gt; (no sentido mais desprezível by teoria crítica. Desculpa, mas isso é reflexo de quem em 3 dias leu metade do livro Teorias da Comunicação), deparei-me com uma diva  - que já é bem conhecida, mas nem tanto assim - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marli tem charme, presença de palco, canta/representa em seus clipes, e melhor que muita doidinha metida a cantora.&lt;br /&gt;Marli não faz o tipo: sofri e venci, é mais: sofri e continuo sofrendo, mas e daí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus hits são profundos e reflexivos...&lt;br /&gt;Veja, ouça e reflita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O túnel do amor virou um esgoto, dispois que o elefante me meteu a tromba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHt3D0XjzXM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHt3D0XjzXM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tomei sua cachaça pra ficar sóbria"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rapaz, eu nunca fui uma garota tropicalista"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talvez amanhã eu não esteja mais aqui&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu não me lembre mais de nada&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando eu estiver no topo da montanha mais alta&lt;br /&gt;Vou abrir essa garrafa&lt;br /&gt;E tomar um gole da sua cachaça"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3jAjapEGg60&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3jAjapEGg60&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tem muito mais la no &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, deixa de preguiça e vai lá ver... Mas se sua net for discada, lamento. KKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Amor de urubu&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Beijando      uma velha feia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Comendo uma nega fedida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Chupando uma magrela ossuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Você rega o meu jardim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Cadáveres por todos os lados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    E eu não tenho a sua alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Eu quero beber o seu sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    E diamantes no meu pescoço"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Chega a ser poético...&lt;br /&gt;Chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1358448289451586846-1470539782900435325?l=descenessarios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/feeds/1470539782900435325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1358448289451586846&amp;postID=1470539782900435325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/1470539782900435325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1358448289451586846/posts/default/1470539782900435325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://descenessarios.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-e-todo-dia-que-eu-sinto-uma-vaca.html' title='Não é todo dia que eu sinto uma vaca louca dentro de mim'/><author><name>Eva!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12704403349120281175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKtZM67iufw/Sy-qzLAeq8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/F4ZTXbE0KsQ/S220/2692717051_a9102243f2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
