<?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-6857999697323663756</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:56:22.827-03:00</updated><category term='tédio'/><category term='Não entendo'/><category term='Bom'/><category term='Cora Coralina'/><category term='music'/><category term='livros'/><category term='felicidade'/><category term='cuidado'/><category term='amor'/><category term='trechos'/><category term='MEME'/><category term='versos'/><category term='Jogos'/><category term='Deus'/><category term='Machado de Assis'/><title type='text'>- quotidiano e...</title><subtitle type='html'>...outras coisas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-6154486340630622798</id><published>2011-11-21T23:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:07:47.792-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68ZJNKlK52Y/TssP1Uvv2FI/AAAAAAAAARM/jNLCbgLpaiw/s1600/cupcake%2Bcom%2Bvela.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68ZJNKlK52Y/TssP1Uvv2FI/AAAAAAAAARM/jNLCbgLpaiw/s400/cupcake%2Bcom%2Bvela.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677649164007102546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(176, 176, 176); line-height: 19px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;h2 id="post-30" style="line-height: 1.2; text-decoration: none; margin-top: 30px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Ensina-nos Senhor a contar os nossos dias de tal maneira, que alcancemos coração sábio” Sl.90:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-6154486340630622798?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6154486340630622798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=6154486340630622798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6154486340630622798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6154486340630622798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68ZJNKlK52Y/TssP1Uvv2FI/AAAAAAAAARM/jNLCbgLpaiw/s72-c/cupcake%2Bcom%2Bvela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-1005285852177563320</id><published>2011-04-03T22:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:44:33.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogerio Cen1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiSgDjTEebo/TZkiTFnVf7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/9HTg5mtBcLs/s1600/rogerioceni_gol100_3vip_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiSgDjTEebo/TZkiTFnVf7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/9HTg5mtBcLs/s400/rogerioceni_gol100_3vip_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591538123677204402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O goleiro matador, bate a falta, faz o gol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-1005285852177563320?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1005285852177563320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=1005285852177563320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1005285852177563320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1005285852177563320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/rogerio-cen1.html' title='Rogerio Cen1'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiSgDjTEebo/TZkiTFnVf7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/9HTg5mtBcLs/s72-c/rogerioceni_gol100_3vip_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-5212781693243183646</id><published>2011-02-28T23:12:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:33:11.011-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUOz2n5rW74/TWxWPbuNJRI/AAAAAAAAANU/f2FMBRqE27M/s1600/sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578928861544785170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUOz2n5rW74/TWxWPbuNJRI/AAAAAAAAANU/f2FMBRqE27M/s400/sara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tenho que falar de 2010, é quase uma obrigação!&lt;br /&gt;Se 2009 não foi bom, 2010 superou minhas expectativas.&lt;br /&gt;Foi um ano de conhecer novos amigos e te reencontrar os velhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que o seu 2011, seja cheio de pessoas especiais, como estas foram e são na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, valeu a pena êh! êh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Senhor, por mais um ano e pelos amigos que tenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reconheçamos o básico: uma vida sem amigos é uma vida vazia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Martha Medeiros]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-5212781693243183646?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5212781693243183646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=5212781693243183646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/5212781693243183646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/5212781693243183646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/2010.html' title='2010 !'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUOz2n5rW74/TWxWPbuNJRI/AAAAAAAAANU/f2FMBRqE27M/s72-c/sara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-6313325768569245354</id><published>2010-12-25T20:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:18:26.965-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TRZ7iOq3I1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/GJWh-fjfBxo/s1600/reencontro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TRZ7iOq3I1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/GJWh-fjfBxo/s200/reencontro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554763018391724882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Palavras não descrevem os olhos, as bocas, os braços e abraços, nem a alegria até então desconhecida, surgida de um (re) encontro. Pra quem, há dias atrás, refletia tanto as obras do acaso, hoje compreende que realmente, o acaso não passa de um simples nada, e acredita em algo bem maior que isso. Que levará a um próximo reencontro, sem sombra de dúvidas. Mas até lá, todas as músicas cantadas estarão na mente, todos os sorrisos que ainda não acreditavam no que estava acontecendo, todos os olhares que transpareciam toda a magia do momento.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Caio Fernando Abreu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- e como eu estou feliz !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-6313325768569245354?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6313325768569245354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=6313325768569245354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6313325768569245354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6313325768569245354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/palavras-nao-descrevem-os-olhos-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TRZ7iOq3I1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/GJWh-fjfBxo/s72-c/reencontro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7848566793305466149</id><published>2010-12-25T20:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:14:33.882-03:00</updated><title type='text'>- significado do natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dsSZys1pVbA?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-7848566793305466149?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7848566793305466149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7848566793305466149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7848566793305466149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7848566793305466149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/significado-do-natal.html' title='- significado do natal'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dsSZys1pVbA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7411543475087482173</id><published>2010-12-16T13:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:22:59.259-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TQo8nFFntLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AOu07LttcHE/s1600/1909350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TQo8nFFntLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AOu07LttcHE/s200/1909350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551316132765873330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segredo da espera é a fé de que a semente foi plantada, de que algo começou. Esperar efetivamente significa estar totalmente presente no momento, na certeza de que algo está acontecendo no lugar em que você está, algo de que você deseja participar. Uma pessoa que espera é alguém que está presente, e que acredita que esse momento é o momento.&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa que espera é paciente. O termo ‘paciência’ significa disposição para ficar onde estamos e viver plenamente a situação, na fé de que algo oculto ali se manifestará para nós.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Henri Nouwen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/aqui_onde_se_espera_foto1909350.html"&gt;retrato&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-7411543475087482173?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7411543475087482173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7411543475087482173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7411543475087482173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7411543475087482173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-segredo-da-espera-e-fe-de-que-semente.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TQo8nFFntLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AOu07LttcHE/s72-c/1909350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-8556897986778548616</id><published>2010-09-09T23:42:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T23:57:55.308-03:00</updated><title type='text'>karate kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTzw0QV8R3g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTzw0QV8R3g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Eu recomendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida nos derruba... mas sempre podemos nos reerguer. #karatekid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-8556897986778548616?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8556897986778548616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=8556897986778548616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/8556897986778548616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/8556897986778548616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/09/karate-kid.html' title='karate kid'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7833935400311319638</id><published>2010-08-07T20:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T20:56:23.245-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cora Coralina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida é curta&lt;br /&gt;Ou longa demais pra nós,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que nada do que vivemos&lt;br /&gt;Tem sentido, se não tocamos o coração das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes basta ser:&lt;br /&gt;Colo que acolhe,&lt;br /&gt;Braço que envolve,&lt;br /&gt;Palavra que conforta,&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio que respeita,&lt;br /&gt;Alegria que contagia,&lt;br /&gt;Lágrima que corre,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar que acaricia,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que sacia,&lt;br /&gt;Amor que promove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isso não é coisa de outro mundo,&lt;br /&gt;É o que dá sentido à vida.&lt;br /&gt;É o que faz com que ela&lt;br /&gt;Não seja nem curta,&lt;br /&gt;Nem longa demais,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja intensa,&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeira, pura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto durar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cora Coralina]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6857999697323663756-7833935400311319638?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7833935400311319638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7833935400311319638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7833935400311319638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7833935400311319638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/08/nao-sei_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-53206969697521250</id><published>2010-07-07T23:38:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:52:42.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TDU-xOSepSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T1eYNolcdKM/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491364336018302242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TDU-xOSepSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T1eYNolcdKM/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/TDU-B4R2DaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/XOFSkEkGBwA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"Sentimentos não podem ser prometidos. Não podem ser prometidos porque não dependem da nossa vontade. Sua existência é efêmera. Só existem no momento. Como o vôo dos pássaros, o sopro do vento, as cores do crepúsculo...Não há promessas para amarrar o futuro. Há confissões de amor para celebrar o presente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trecho de Retratos de Amor - Rubem Alves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tirado do blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://livrosepessoas.blogspot.com/2010/06/retratos-de-amor-6.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Livros e Pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-53206969697521250?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/53206969697521250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=53206969697521250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-1633254624543400970</id><published>2010-07-01T00:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:31:04.113-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuidado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus'/><title type='text'>Rm 8.38</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Acorda atrasada, toma banho, faz um lanche rápido,e ao sair da rua da sua casa nota que a topic 11 acaba de passar e ela se lamenta, quase que esperneia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Ele fala com carinho todas as coisas cooperam para o bem daqueles que amam a Deus&lt;br /&gt;Ela ri, aquele sorriso irônico e pensa desconfiadamente chegar atrasada no trabalho coopera em quê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa um tempo pega um ônibus e ao chegar à metade do trajeto que sempre faz, avista a topic parada, pouco depois ela sabe que todos os passageiros que estavam nela foram assaltados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela pede perdão e agradece a fidelidade dEle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A garota atrasada sou eu.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Deus pelo teu cuidado e proteção, e que eu não venha duvidar de Ti nem por um segundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-1633254624543400970?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1633254624543400970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=1633254624543400970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1633254624543400970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1633254624543400970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/07/rm-838.html' title='Rm 8.38'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-2310846209899280754</id><published>2010-05-27T13:20:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:30:58.286-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tédio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>tédio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Sabe esses dias em que horas dizem nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;E você nem troca o pijama, preferia estar na cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;O dia, a monotonia tomou conta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;É o tédio, cortando os meus programas, esperando o meu fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Sentado no meu quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;O tempo voa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Lá fora a vida passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;E eu aqui à toa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Eu já tentei de tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Mas não tenho remédio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Pra livrar-me deste tédio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Vejo um programa que não me satisfaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Leio o jornal que é de ontem, pois pra mim, tanto faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Já tive esse problema, sei que o tédio é sempre assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Se tudo piorar, não sei do que sou capaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Tédio, não tenho um programa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Tédio, esse é o meu drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;O que corrói é o tédio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Um dia, eu fico sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;Me atiro deste prédio.[♫]¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;¹ Composição de Álvaro Prieto Lopes, Bruno Castro Gouveia, Miguel Flores da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:xx-small;color:#444444;"&gt;Cunha e Sheik. Música gravada por Biquíni Cavadão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;Pôr um fim ao tédio é o desafio que o Eclesiastes propôs para nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;Já se disse que o essencial na vida é invisível aos olhos, que as coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;mais centrais passam despercebidas pela visão. Mas o Eclesiastes não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;dá sinais de que assina embaixo dessa afirmação. Ele olha e descreve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;o que vê, analisa e chega a conclusões. Ele não vê uma realidade por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;trás da realidade que enxerga, não consegue discernir um roteiro que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;a realidade esteja seguindo. Ele olha o mundo e seu jeito de funcionar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;e tudo o que enxerga é vaidade; são bolhas de sabão que estouram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;com qualquer variação no vento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;Para o Eclesiastes o que se vê é o que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;existe, o que importa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;são as linhas: as entrelinhas ele descarta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;E quais são os adjetivos que ele usa para descrever essas linhas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;Absurdo, fútil, inútil e injusto: essas são as qualificações que dá ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;trabalho que o homem realiza debaixo do sol. Nada muito animador,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;nada que nos motive a pular da cama na segunda-feira ou a tirar da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#444444;"&gt;mente a ideia de pular do prédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- trecho do livro de Ed René Kivitz em O livro mais mal-humorado da bíblia.&lt;/span&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/6857999697323663756-2310846209899280754?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2310846209899280754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=2310846209899280754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/2310846209899280754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/2310846209899280754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/tedio.html' title='tédio'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-8980611027508141432</id><published>2010-05-20T15:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:07:54.431-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trechos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machado de Assis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cada qual sabe amar a seu modo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;o modo, pouco importa; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;o essencial é que saiba amar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;[Machado de Assis]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-8980611027508141432?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8980611027508141432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=8980611027508141432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/8980611027508141432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/8980611027508141432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/cada-qual-sabe-amar-seu-modo-o-modo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-94218703648593557</id><published>2010-05-18T14:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:15:44.357-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Quem foi que disse que eu controlo meu guidom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5AagAmn7yU&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/o5AagAmn7yU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-94218703648593557?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/94218703648593557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=94218703648593557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/94218703648593557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/94218703648593557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/guidom.html' title='Quem foi que disse que eu controlo meu guidom?'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-3045758823498505939</id><published>2010-03-16T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:50:53.709-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Como começar esse post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Falar de que? Da ausência? Já se sabe, estava sem tempo, sem internet, e sem paciência de sentar e escrever, bom estava sem quase tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;2009 foi um ano de aprendizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;De rir, chorar, amar, sofrer, cair, levantar, perder, ganhar e magoar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Li A Cabana de William P. Young de várias frases que marquei me identifiquei com essa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;" - há milhões de motivos para permitir a dor, a mágoa, e o sofrimento, em vez de erradicá-los mas a maioria desses motivos só pode ser entendida dentro da história de cada pessoa. [...] Vocês é que abraçam o medo, a dor, o poder, e os direitos em seus relacionamentos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E eu em 2009 por muito tempo me agarrei a dor, a mágoa, ao medo, até que um dia resolvi erradicá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A vida é assim cheia de altos e baixos , se tiver que sofrer? Sofra. Chorar? Chore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mas saiba levantar sacudir a poeira e dar a volta por cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Foi isso que aprendi em 2009, mas a lição maior foi que 'todas as coisas cooperam para o bem daqueles que amam a Deus.' [Rm 8.28]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-3045758823498505939?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3045758823498505939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=3045758823498505939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/3045758823498505939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/3045758823498505939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/03/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-202486943735182814</id><published>2009-10-30T12:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:04:48.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Eutinhaapretensãodeescreveraquihoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-202486943735182814?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/202486943735182814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=202486943735182814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/202486943735182814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/202486943735182814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-1803270094154808410</id><published>2009-06-10T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:05:06.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo azul,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;todo mundo de ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smurf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Fala sério, ontem as 9:00hs da manhã na cidade de Swansea (Reino Unido) , um grupo de 2510 pessoas , alunos da universidade local vestidas como smurf quebraram o recorde mundial de pessoas vestidas de smurfs que era antes da cidade de Castleblayney, na Irlanda, que conseguiu juntar 1.253 smurfs[zinhos]. Os smurfs foram examinados um a um para que não houvesse nenhuma parte da pele que não fosse azul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Eu não sei quem é mais idiota essas pessoas que se vestiram de smurf ou eu que escrevo esse post sobre eles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Dê a sua opinião. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Fonte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.uol.com.br/tabloide/tabloideanas/2009/06/09/ult1594u1602.jhtm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;UOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-1803270094154808410?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1803270094154808410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=1803270094154808410&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1803270094154808410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/1803270094154808410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/tudo-azul.html' title='Tudo azul,'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-4619373830332209464</id><published>2009-04-06T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:48:53.272-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEME'/><title type='text'>Não morri, eu juro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Recebi mais um MEME há séculos passados, mas a falta de tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e a falta de vontade de postar aqui é MUITO GRANDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As poucas pessoas que visitam esse humilde e ruim blog mil desculpas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Mas vou fazer o MEME que recebi do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://box81.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Box 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;, com o tema 'COISAS QUE ME FAZEM SORRIR', aliás obrigada pelo MEME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321611590645948610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/Sdopi-0NoMI/AAAAAAAAACg/RFNumLPRP5U/s200/selo_ju_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Segue as regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Ao receber o selo, listar 7 coisas que te fazem sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;2. Indicar o selo a 7 blogs que fazem você sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;3. Informar aos blogs indicados que eles receberam o selo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ultimamente não ando rindo [infelizmente],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;então aí vai coisas que me faziam rir em janeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Acho que deu pra perceber que tudo na minha vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anda meio desatualizado.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 - Deus &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 - Minha irmã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 - Vitória do São Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 - Comer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 - Ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 - Ouvir música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 - Assistir seriado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E os blogs peço perdão novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas não postarei nenhum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;*Deus mesmo, sério! Ele faz cada coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-4619373830332209464?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4619373830332209464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=4619373830332209464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/4619373830332209464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/4619373830332209464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-morri-eu-juro-recebi-mais-um-meme.html' title='Não morri, eu juro!'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/Sdopi-0NoMI/AAAAAAAAACg/RFNumLPRP5U/s72-c/selo_ju_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-9175080194068784311</id><published>2009-03-11T15:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:48:18.009-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEME'/><title type='text'>Existo, logo escrevo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Três mil anos após o último post desse blog volto aqui,devido ao MEME que o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://box81.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Box 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me passou o tema é: “6 Coisas Aleatórias Sobre você.”&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro as regras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Linkar a pessoa que te indicou;&lt;br /&gt;2. Escrever as regras do meme em seu blog;&lt;br /&gt;3. Contar 6 coisas aleatórias sobre você;&lt;br /&gt;4. Indique mais 6 pessoas e coloque os links no final do post;&lt;br /&gt;5. Deixe a pessoa saber que você o indicou, deixando um comentário para ela;&lt;br /&gt;6. Deixe os indicados saberem quando você publicar seu post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divulgarei aqui coisas que algumas pessoas sabem e algumas não. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1 – Gosto de pipoca com catchup.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Tento me esconder ao encontrar pessoas semi-conhecidas, aquelas pessoas que costumamos não manter um diálogo que não passe de um:&lt;br /&gt;-Oi&lt;br /&gt;-Oi&lt;br /&gt;-Tudo bom?&lt;br /&gt;-Tudo bom.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto desses diálogos, e não gosto de pessoas monossilábicas, que não puxam assunto para conversa.&lt;br /&gt;3 – Não suporto Paulo Coelho, ele não é literatura.&lt;br /&gt;4 – Sou ciumenta com relação a tudo que posso chamar de meu e nunca assumi.&lt;br /&gt;5 – Bloqueio pessoas no eme.esse.ene, aliás nem gosto desse meio de comunicação,&lt;br /&gt;e tenho vergonha de falar ao telefone.&lt;br /&gt;6 – Sou extremamente ansiosa,vivo pensando no dia de amanhã e esqueço de aproveitar o hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas eu não lembrei de ninguém para indicar.&lt;br /&gt;Fica para a próxima, postarei os outros MEME’s assim que der.&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/6857999697323663756-9175080194068784311?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/9175080194068784311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=9175080194068784311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/9175080194068784311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/9175080194068784311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/existo-logo-escrevo.html' title='Existo, logo escrevo.'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-6310323271530871091</id><published>2008-12-23T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:48:01.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Natal mas uma data que nos leva ao consumismo,&lt;br /&gt;isso porque inventaram um tal de Papai Noel.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro que quando eu era criança e a minha professora falava desse&lt;br /&gt;bom velhinho.&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei em casa e perguntei ao meu pai porque o Papai Noel não dá presente as crianças pobres, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;já que ele é bom.E meu pai disse que ele não existia. (Mas isso eu já sabia.)&lt;br /&gt;Bom Feliz Natal pra quem passar por aqui, e lembra-se que o Natal é a comemoração do nascimento de Jesus, nem deixe ele de fora da sua própria festa.&lt;br /&gt;Estou indo viajar amanhã para Itatira, cidade do interior do Ceará, depois conto como foi a viagem a essa pacata cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-6310323271530871091?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6310323271530871091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=6310323271530871091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6310323271530871091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/6310323271530871091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-5094107009067629769</id><published>2008-12-09T14:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:47:25.188-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogos'/><title type='text'>Salve o Tricolor Paulista.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais um rápido post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só pra esclarecer que COM ou SEM ingresso da Madonna,&lt;br /&gt;[não acredito que o São Paulo, compraria o juiz, muito menos com o ingresso da Madonna.]&lt;br /&gt;e COM ou SEM gol impedido [afinal se aquele gol, que não foi gol, não tivesse acontecido o jogo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sairia no 0 x 0, o que ainda daria para levar o título ]o São Paulo ainda era HEXA!&lt;br /&gt;E se preparem que em 2009, vamos rumo ao HEPTA.&lt;br /&gt;E estou feliz [não tão feliz, mas um pouco contente] pelo outro time do coração, tricolor por sinal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não ter caído para a 3ª.&lt;br /&gt;Como sou cearense, cabeça chata, lógico que torço por um time daqui, que é o Fortaleza,&lt;br /&gt;pois é ele, que já chegou subir para a 1ª divisão, e cair também, agora escapou por pouco de ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rebaixado para a série C.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é isso aí, um ganha, e o outro perde, e perde muito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Fortaleza que em 2008 não jogou nada.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Termino com um sonho:&lt;br /&gt;‘Bom seria que todos os torcedores, apenas para torcer pelo seu time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SÓ TORCER&lt;/strong&gt;.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&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/6857999697323663756-5094107009067629769?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5094107009067629769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=5094107009067629769&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/5094107009067629769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/5094107009067629769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/12/salve-o-tricolor-paulista.html' title='Salve o Tricolor Paulista.'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7174829107862460064</id><published>2008-12-03T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:47:09.389-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bom'/><title type='text'>Coisas Boas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem tempo pra postar no blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;como já deu pra perceber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas passando aqui pra falar de 2 coisas que achei legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1ºSolidariedade das pessoas com SC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Legal ver que as pessoas estão fazendo doações no qual o valor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;já passa de R$ 12.000.000,00 e esse valor será utilizado para reconstrução de casas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Espero que todo esse dinheiro vá para onde deve ir, MESMO!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É bom ver que ainda nos preocupamos com o próximo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mesmo aquele em que não conhecemos. Infelizmente o dinheiro não compra a vida das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;117 pessoas mortas, mas que DEUS possa confortar os corações dos familiares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se você poder doe também, em dinheiro ou em alimentos e roupas, com certeza a sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cidade deve ter um ponto de arrecadação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2º O recado do jogador Hernanes a torcida do São Paulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Isso não é só porque eu sou São Paulina, explico já.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pelo país em que nós vivemos, sabemos que o torcedor não tem esse dinheiro para ir até o estádio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não aconselho ninguém a deixar de pôr comida em casa para ir ao jogo. A família é mais importante",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disse o meia, nesta quarta-feira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acho que os torcedores deviam seguir o conselho, afinal gastar R$200,00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;em um jogo, apesar de ser um jogo decisivo, é inviável a um pai de família assalariado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Explicando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Legal &lt;strong&gt;mesmo&lt;/strong&gt; é a frase final :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"A família é mais importante"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Fonte de notícias: Folha Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-7174829107862460064?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7174829107862460064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7174829107862460064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7174829107862460064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7174829107862460064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/12/coisas-boas.html' title='Coisas Boas'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-426412715705364996</id><published>2008-11-19T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:46:54.307-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogos'/><title type='text'>Dica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se for assistir o jogo da Seleção Brasileira hoje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não esqueça de diminuir o volume, ou melhor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coloque no mudo, assim você não escutará as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;torcedoras tietes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que não entendem nada de futebol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e vão até o estádio só para gritar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crente que os jogadores escutarão os seus berros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e os comentários &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rídiculos do G.a.l.v.ã.o B.u.e.n.o.&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/6857999697323663756-426412715705364996?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/426412715705364996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=426412715705364996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/426412715705364996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/426412715705364996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/11/dica.html' title='Dica'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-3341457882154477546</id><published>2008-11-13T11:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:46:40.298-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/SRw8RxcS0pI/AAAAAAAAACA/NlCp7jbb7Xc/s1600-h/leitura.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268151940144091794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/SRw8RxcS0pI/AAAAAAAAACA/NlCp7jbb7Xc/s200/leitura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Post atrasado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Começa hoje dia 12/11/2008 a Bienal do Livro em Fortaleza, a bienal vai do dia 12/11 à 21/11 (a bendita data do resultado da ressaca da minha mãe no carnaval de 1985).&lt;br /&gt;Espero ter um tempo pra ir, afinal livros me encantam e como e me encantam.&lt;br /&gt;Acho fascinante essa idéia de viajar sem sair da sua cadeira.Gostaria de aprofundar mais no assunto mais o tempo não deixa, tenho que ir, quem sabe um dia faço um post decente e de boa leitura neste humilde blog.&lt;br /&gt;Voltando ao assunto do livro, me fale do seu livro favorito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;suas leituras favoritas ou se você não gosta de ler (o que eu acho uma pena). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Me indique um livro. Só não me indique P.a.u.l.o C.o.e.l.h.o (NÃO, NÃO E NÃO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beijos’meus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagem tirada do Google.&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/6857999697323663756-3341457882154477546?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3341457882154477546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=3341457882154477546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/3341457882154477546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/3341457882154477546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/11/livros.html' title='Livros'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9mhJi2uv4/SRw8RxcS0pI/AAAAAAAAACA/NlCp7jbb7Xc/s72-c/leitura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7014366057053186280</id><published>2008-11-06T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:46:08.955-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doce novembro ou amargo resultado em novembro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Nasci em novembro, infelizmente.&lt;br /&gt;Você deve está se perguntando o porquê do infelizmente?&lt;br /&gt;Por que as pessoas que nascem em novembro são frutos do carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;Logo isso não é uma boa coisa, pois você não vem ao mundo de um modo planejado e&lt;br /&gt;sim de uma burrada. Afinal as pessoas dizem que no carnaval ninguém é de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Observe que no mês de Novembro, o orkut lota de aniversariantes.&lt;br /&gt;É muita gente pra um só mês você não acha?&lt;br /&gt;Todos frutos de uma ressaca de nove meses.&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu ver, isso comprova uma coisa:&lt;br /&gt;Realmente, no carnaval todo mundo sai fazendo burrada por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Não se preocupe eu não sou revoltada&lt;br /&gt;com os meus pais, e sim com o carnaval.&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/6857999697323663756-7014366057053186280?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7014366057053186280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7014366057053186280&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7014366057053186280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7014366057053186280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/11/doce-novembro-ou-amargo-resultado-em.html' title='Doce novembro ou amargo resultado em novembro?'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-7597194055437861239</id><published>2008-11-04T13:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:45:21.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só para constar ou atualizar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Semana passada. Não, minto, sábado dia 18 /10/2008&lt;br /&gt;estava dormindo a noite e quando acordei no meio da madrugada falei:&lt;br /&gt;- A clorofila é um pigmento da planta.&lt;br /&gt;Até hoje estou para saber o que me levou a dizer aquela frase, se foi&lt;br /&gt;resultado de um sonho não sei, por que não costumo sonhar e quando sonho não lembro.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim esse post é sem utilidade como os demais.&lt;br /&gt;Só pra atualizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! E agora o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;São&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Paulo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;é líder do campeonato.&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/6857999697323663756-7597194055437861239?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7597194055437861239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=7597194055437861239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7597194055437861239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/7597194055437861239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/11/s-para-constar-ou-atualizar.html' title='Só para constar ou atualizar.'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-2542282738429262832</id><published>2008-10-29T11:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:44:03.961-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Não entendo'/><title type='text'>Ops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Vamos ter um forte impacto na atividade econômica, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;na economia real, e no mundo todo vai desacelerar e isso está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ficando nítido agora.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frase de Guido Mantega, ministro da Fazenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ué? Não era só uma marola?!&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/6857999697323663756-2542282738429262832?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2542282738429262832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=2542282738429262832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/2542282738429262832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857999697323663756/posts/default/2542282738429262832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2008/10/ops.html' title='Ops!'/><author><name>Sara Silva'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06667742023290606041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-168014452850707409</id><published>2008-10-24T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:45:02.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Achei essa frase a mais ambígua* que eu li&lt;br /&gt;essa semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Depois que nós conquistamos a eleição direta para presidente,&lt;br /&gt;vocês sabem que 2010 vai ser a primeira eleição em que eu não sou candidato",&lt;br /&gt;disse Lula diante de uma platéia repleta de deputados senadores,&lt;br /&gt;ministros e ex-parlamentares.&lt;br /&gt;"Não sei se alguém vai ter saudades, mas é uma coisa interessante",&lt;br /&gt;brincou Lula sobre a sua ausência na disputa presidencial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sim Lulinha disse isso na comeração dos 20 anos da Contituição de 1988.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei você, mais eu só acredito nessa vendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*[ Para os atrasados, a palavra ambígua está sem trema, por que ele não&lt;br /&gt;existe mais com a reforma da língua portuguesa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-168014452850707409?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/168014452850707409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV5XCJTnWCY/TWxb142U3JI/AAAAAAAAANc/tRsNuUl-APQ/s220/P7301347.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857999697323663756.post-8145175147330295790</id><published>2008-10-24T13:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:44:41.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritação</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem tempo pra postar aqui, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;como eu queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não, mas não pense que é por causa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do horário de verão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não é!Por que aqui no nordeste não tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É que me falta tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Em vez de horário de verão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deveria o dia ter uma hora a mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;em todos os estados é CLARO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sei lá, só sei que quero mais tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mais horas.&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/6857999697323663756-8145175147330295790?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8145175147330295790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=8145175147330295790&amp;isPopup=true' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogos'/><title type='text'>Últimos Jogos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;São Paulo empata com Atlético Mg 1x1&lt;br /&gt;Fortaleza perde para Corinthias 1x3&lt;br /&gt;Brasil empata com a Bolívia 0x0&lt;br /&gt;É o futebol ultimamente não me traz alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857999697323663756-1592945697824532085?l=quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianoeoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1592945697824532085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857999697323663756&amp;postID=1592945697824532085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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