<?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-6162647</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:29:44.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LONELY HUNTER st. (antiga watercolours in the rain)</title><subtitle type='html'>about me, myself and I</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110426061430093411</id><published>2004-12-28T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:03:34.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e a globo me presenteou na madrugada deste domingo, no domingo maior, com o filme O GUARDA-COSTAS. como eu amo! e eu tenho a fita. mas é tão fucking good assistir na globo com aquela dublagem péssima! eu amo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110426061430093411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110426061430093411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110426061430093411' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110426049419208184</id><published>2004-12-28T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:01:34.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COISAS QUE A GENTE DESCOBRE E NÃO SE CONFORMA:http://www.catchacheat.com/?hop=dumbkeeperDear Friend,If you suspect that your partner is cheating on you, the person you have given so much of yourself to, the person you have loved so unselfishly and sacrificed so much for, the person you stood by when anyone else would have left, then this could be the most important letter you will ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110426049419208184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110426049419208184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110426049419208184' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110331953342277413</id><published>2004-12-17T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T16:38:53.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sugestões de presente de natal:Júlia: aventuras românticas, audazes e impetuosas de casais que buscam a felicidade acima de tudo. As heroínas das histórias são mulheres modernas, bem-informadas, mas que nem por isso perdem seu lado sonhador - R$ 4,90.Sabrina: o amor é mostrado pelo lado mais belo, romântico e intenso. Os conflitos do dia-a-dia são explorados de forma sensível, mostrando que é</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110331953342277413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110331953342277413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110331953342277413' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110323870769880522</id><published>2004-12-16T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T18:11:47.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII:Há algo suspeito na Fenda do Bikíni e o mais inocente habitante do mundo submarino, Bob Esponja, está prestes a aprender bem mais do que poderia imaginar sobre a vida.Bob e seu melhor amigo Patrick se meteram em uma missão repleta de monstros marinhos, vilões terríveis e bandidos perigosos para reaver a coroa roubada do Rei </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110323870769880522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110323870769880522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110323870769880522' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110271023869017700</id><published>2004-12-10T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:23:58.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não ando com o menor saco pra escrever aqui. mesmo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110271023869017700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110271023869017700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110271023869017700' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110271018439557569</id><published>2004-12-10T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:23:04.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nas minhas férias eu fui no tim festival. como já faz tempo vou falar sobre o mais importante de tudo. a pj harvey. o show da kraftwerk foi do caralho, eles são os melhores, e tal, mas a mulher acabou comigo. e eu nunca fui fã dela, embora a conheça porque todo mundo com quem eu convivo, quase todo mundo, é fã dela e tem cds e tudo. eu não era e já tinha ouvido tanta gente falar que tava até com </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110271018439557569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110271018439557569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110271018439557569' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110270984138818611</id><published>2004-12-10T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:17:21.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>era pra eu ter encontrado a paris hilton nesta segunda. o pior é que eu nem sei se, no final das contas, ela veio mesmo para o brasil. então eu não tenho como ficar chateado com ela.se eu tivesse certeza mesmo que ela veio ao brasil e não foi à festa, a qual eu só fui porque ela iria, poderia estar bem triste. mas e se ela nem chegou a vir pra cá e tudo não passou de invenção dos organizadores </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110270984138818611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110270984138818611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110270984138818611' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110185997663771331</id><published>2004-11-30T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T19:12:56.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUE NOVELA FILHADAPUTA: quase morro do coração e a nazaré só vai contar a verdade pra isabel amanhã! ninguém merece!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110185997663771331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110185997663771331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110185997663771331' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110148594540628891</id><published>2004-11-26T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T11:19:05.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foi bom pra você?por CARINA MARTINS (minha Lorelai)A esperada consumação do relacionamento de Jenifer (Bárbara Borges) e Eleonora (Mylla Christie) em "Senhora do Destino" foi a feliz coroação de um processo muito competente liderado por Aguinaldo Silva. Com delicadeza, ele construiu a história de amor entre as duas e conduziu a trama tão bem que, no capítulo desta quinta, o romance homossexual</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110148594540628891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110148594540628891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110148594540628891' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110142891506192296</id><published>2004-11-25T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:28:35.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paris Hilton no Brasil: herdeira quer champanhe, caviar e homens bonitosPor Daniel MarcussoFoi confirmada pela Emmel-NYC a vinda de Paris Hilton para o Brasil. A herdeira dos hotéis Hilton e estrela do reality show The Simple Life chega ao país no dia 5 de dezembro e fica até o dia 7, cumprindo uma agenda de compromissos.Fervida que só ela e aproveitando a visita à São Paulo, Paris vai </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110142891506192296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110142891506192296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110142891506192296' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110141038298883495</id><published>2004-11-25T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:19:42.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NARCISA QUEBRA TUDO NA INAUGURAÇÃO DA LÓTUS EM SAMPAFoi inaugurada nesta terça-feira a Lotus, uma balada de Nova York, que a partir de agora também tem em São Paulo, pra galera jet-setter (a consumação mínima é de 80 contos!).O melhor da noite foi que, lá pras três da manhã, a Narcisa Tamborindeguy chegou caindo de tão bêbada (e cheirada, provavelmente). Primeiro ficou no hall de entrada </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110141038298883495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110141038298883495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110141038298883495' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110123444893076413</id><published>2004-11-23T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T13:27:28.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e eu ainda nem tive tempo pra falar das minhas férias. e eu queria tanto. mas a vida é assim!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110123444893076413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110123444893076413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123444893076413' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110123430047106381</id><published>2004-11-23T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T13:25:00.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EU AMO TANTO:Louras em saltinho fino jogaram suas bolsas Prada num pufe e foram para a pista tilintar seus Rolex ao som da música comandada pelo DJ Marlboro. Foi anteontem na festa de inauguração da loja de Ocimar Versolato, em Ipanema, conta Gente Boa no Globo de hoje. No evento da abertura da loja dada como a mais sofisticada do Rio, celebridades, uma delegada e até uma princesa Orleans e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110123430047106381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110123430047106381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123430047106381' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110115849901246297</id><published>2004-11-22T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T16:21:39.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tô me sentindo personagem da história de um amigo meu. voltei a sentir um gosto danado por dormir. o problema é que, diferente do personagem, não tenho uma academia em casa, então não me exercito o suficiente para não ter dores no corpo pelas horas e horas de sono. trash. não dá nem pra dormir em paz porque depois tem o corpo todo dolorido.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110115849901246297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110115849901246297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110115849901246297' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110069834980728383</id><published>2004-11-17T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T08:32:29.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah, sim, minhas férias já eram!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110069834980728383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110069834980728383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110069834980728383' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-110069829350627264</id><published>2004-11-17T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T08:31:33.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu não sou fã da TRIP, mas a desse mês tá bem boa. e nem é por causa da sandy na capa, não (o junior tá na capa da TPM) , embora o lance com ela seja bem bom (sete dias na vida da sandy). é uma edição especial sobre celebridade, fama e tal.o melhor de tudo foi uma visita á ilha de caras. uma invasaão à ilha. eles pegaram a lacraia e o serginho, a PERLA e a regininha poltergeist enfiaram em um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110069829350627264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/110069829350627264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110069829350627264' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109728560785173270</id><published>2004-10-08T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T20:33:27.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ESTOU SAINDO DE FÉRIAS!!!o que significa - eu espero - que eu não passe por aqui tão cedo.ps: a PARIS HILTON é a pessoa mais procurado no yahoo! pelo menos hj.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109728560785173270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109728560785173270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109728560785173270' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109718469260810365</id><published>2004-10-07T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T16:31:32.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ô SEMANA QUE NÃO ACABA! INFERNO!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109718469260810365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109718469260810365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109718469260810365' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109684605794134958</id><published>2004-10-03T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T18:27:37.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>demorou tanto pra essa página infeliz carregar que eu já tava desistindo. a ansiedade é uma maneira irritante e insuportavel de se terminar um domingo frio e chuvoso. whatever. o melhor das eleições de hoje, melhor até que a cara fofa e sorridente do maluf na urna eletrônica, foi a gretchen presa em goiânia. cantora gretchen é presa por fazer boca de urna em goiânia.  eu amo a gretchen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109684605794134958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109684605794134958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109684605794134958' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109658558926853847</id><published>2004-09-30T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T18:06:29.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>estou com uma vontade louca de sair para fazer compras! brinquedos, né? dia das criança!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109658558926853847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109658558926853847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109658558926853847' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109658507192641248</id><published>2004-09-30T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T17:57:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>acho que eu não dei o valor devido ao cd do JC... peguei pra ouvir hj e achei tão bom! e tão sexy! tomara que ele me perdoe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109658507192641248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109658507192641248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109658507192641248' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109648847272947360</id><published>2004-09-29T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:07:52.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uplifting tribal house &amp; tribal disco, minimal techno and minimal house ... é por isso que eu fico com o pancadão de ontem, de hoje e sempre! tão bom ser cafona!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648847272947360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648847272947360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109648847272947360' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109648831892187998</id><published>2004-09-29T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:05:18.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>medinho de ir pro rio. sempre que eu vou pra lá acham que eu sou gringo. eu não tô afim de apanhar de trombaidnha no leblon não...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648831892187998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648831892187998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109648831892187998' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109648820568405267</id><published>2004-09-29T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:03:25.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>estou obcecado por suco de cajú.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648820568405267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648820568405267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109648820568405267' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109648814251072448</id><published>2004-09-29T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:02:22.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>acordar muito cedo só vale a pena se, antes de começar a trabalhar, exista tempo suficiente para passar em dois shoppings e comprar brinquedos; ver a coleção nova na loja do alexandre herchcovitch e dar uma passada na galeria ouro fino.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648814251072448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648814251072448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109648814251072448' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109648798906211146</id><published>2004-09-29T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:59:49.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PEROBA NELES!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648798906211146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109648798906211146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109648798906211146' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109631755659052343</id><published>2004-09-27T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T15:39:16.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AtoladinhaBola de Fogo e As FoguentasPiririm, piririm,piririm, alguém ligou pra mim...Piririm, piririm,piririm, alguém ligou pra mim...Quem é?Sou eu, Bola de Fogo, e o calor tá de matar...Vai ser na praia da Barra, que uma moda eu vou lançar...Vai me enterrar na areia?Não, não, vou atolar!Tô ficando atoladinha, tô ficando atoladinha, tô ficando atoladinha...Calma, calma, Foguentinha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109631755659052343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109631755659052343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109631755659052343' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109605268588637548</id><published>2004-09-24T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T14:04:45.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A NOITE DO MARLBORÃO NO LOV.E É A MELHOR DO MUNDO!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109605268588637548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109605268588637548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109605268588637548' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109589487923691040</id><published>2004-09-22T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T18:14:39.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ontem fui com o kiko, quer dizer, com o maurice, na exposição da moda, lá na oca, no ibirapuera. e a exposição é bem boa, bem boa por causa dos vestidos da galera, os chanel, os versace, os pucci (ai, aquela capa é um sonho!). mas poderia ter muito mais informações nas plaquinhas: os tecidos das roupas, por exemplo. só o ano de cada roupa é pouco.fora que o último andar, com a moda brasileira, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109589487923691040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109589487923691040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109589487923691040' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109571491147466220</id><published>2004-09-20T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T16:15:11.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are my hands, but what can they give me?These are my eyes, but they cannot seeThese are my arms, but they don't know tendernessAnd I must confess that I am usually drawn to sadnessAnd lonelinesshas never been a stranger to me, butLove tried to welcome meBut my soul drew backGuilty of lust and sinLove tried to take me inThese are my lips, but they whisper sorrowThis is my voice,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571491147466220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571491147466220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109571491147466220' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109571449253629206</id><published>2004-09-20T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T16:08:12.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quando eu fiz minha primeira tatuagem, demorei um tempão pra mostrar pra minha mãe. quando ela percebeu, falei que era temporária e que ia sair com o tempo. quando ela viu que era de verdade mesmo, passou um domingo inteiro me enchendo o saco, pedindo pra Deus levar ela de uma vez, que eu só dava desgosto e o caralho.dessa vez, fiquei meio assim de mostrar, e, no final das contas, além de um "o</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571449253629206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571449253629206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109571449253629206' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109571433235571977</id><published>2004-09-20T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T16:05:32.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não vi o black eyed peas, não vi o 50 cent, não tô indo ver porra nenhuma. e eu até me arrependo, mas ao mesmo tempo tenho uma preguiça... e pensar que eu já cheguei a ficar mais de 12 horas numa fila pra ver o U2...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571433235571977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109571433235571977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109571433235571977' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109529122511871177</id><published>2004-09-15T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T18:33:45.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AMANHÃ EU VOU BEM ME TATUAR!</summary><link 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né?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529118981644500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529118981644500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109529118981644500' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109529072417566885</id><published>2004-09-15T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T18:25:24.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHANÁ TOVÁ, né?a judeuzada deve estar se matando de comer hj! que alegria. queria eu um bolo de mel, um pão redondo daqueles. afe! meu sonho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529072417566885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529072417566885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109529072417566885' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109529062655253822</id><published>2004-09-15T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T18:23:46.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sobre o sónar: (só fui na sexta no credicard) como disse o PT, electro de churrascaria. divertido. mas o bagulho valeu a pena mesmo pelo mestre do funk, Marlborão. ele é o cara. e viva o serginho e a lacraia!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529062655253822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109529062655253822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109529062655253822' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109475675402844108</id><published>2004-09-09T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:05:54.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paris Hilton has a lifestyle most girls dream about. Her name is on everyone's lips -- but can she help it if she was born rich and privileged? Now, with a sly sense of humor and a big wink at her media image, Paris lets you in for a sneak peek at the life of a real, live heiress/model/actress/singer/it-girl and tells you how anyone can live a fairy-tale life like hers."If you follow your own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109475675402844108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109475675402844108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109475675402844108' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109466812462235599</id><published>2004-09-08T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T13:28:44.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pior do que não poder mergulhar minha cabeça no milkshake de vaca preta (é o meu preferido!!!!)  do bob's, é não poder comemorar com a NARA seu aniversário nessa quarta-feira... a vida é triste.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109466812462235599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109466812462235599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109466812462235599' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109451333592637990</id><published>2004-09-06T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T18:28:55.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>um boné von dutch na galeria ao lado da galeria do rock, no centro aqui de sampa, custa 180 reais. eu tinha achado caro, mas pelo site oficial da marca, o mais barato custa 65 dólares. o mais caro cem dólares.o que a paris e a nicole usaram em um dos episódios da primeira temporada de the simple life, camo, laranja, amarelo e vermelho custa 65 dólares na internet. na loja da galeria não tinha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109451333592637990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109451333592637990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109451333592637990' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109425000607856692</id><published>2004-09-03T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:20:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu odeio tanto ter de ficar assoando o nariz o tempo todo por causa de gripe!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109425000607856692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109425000607856692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109425000607856692' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109409598462323150</id><published>2004-09-01T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T22:33:04.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o grammy latino desse ano foi bem podre! e eu troquei um almoço no restuarante do hotel unique, algo que sempre foi meu sonho, para assistir ao prêmio. não teve thalia, não teve a j-lo, não teve ninguém! e a maria rita ainda ganhou prêmio, bem gorda. afe!</summary><link rel='edit' 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domingo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109354915335222761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109354915335222761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109354915335222761' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109303503543833454</id><published>2004-08-20T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T15:50:35.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>estou completamente apaixonado pelo michael phelps.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109303503543833454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109303503543833454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109303503543833454' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109277391302250286</id><published>2004-08-17T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T15:18:33.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o felipe venâncio é um DJ péssimo. eu não entendo porque ele é tão festejado entre os "clubbers". ele é o pior DJ de house que existe. ele praticamente estragou a MAX do último sábado. o fim.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109277391302250286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109277391302250286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109277391302250286' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109268951894773155</id><published>2004-08-16T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T15:51:58.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu preciso fazer algum tipo de esporte. preciso logo ir atrás de uma hidroginástica, ou coisa do tipo, já que puxar ferro não é o meu forte, nem nunca vai ser.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109268951894773155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109268951894773155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109268951894773155' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109268300758155715</id><published>2004-08-16T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T14:03:27.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E VIVA A OLIMPÍADA 2004!  Eu passaria o dia na frente da TV vendo as ginasticas olimpicas, os saltos ornamentais e as provas de natação. e os jogos de handebol e futebol e vôlei.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109268300758155715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109268300758155715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109268300758155715' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109182764242104673</id><published>2004-08-06T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:27:22.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu ia escrever que a nicole kidman salva qualquer filme (ela vale o mulheres perfeitas, que não chega a ser ruim mas é um filme bem estranho) mas lembrei da isca perfeita, que nem ela salvou.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182764242104673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182764242104673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109182764242104673' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109182748313116214</id><published>2004-08-06T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:24:43.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uma das imagens mais belas que eu já vi em um filme foi em Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: algo que eu só percebi mesmo lendo um texto no guia da folha, depois de ver o filme: a praia com neve.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182748313116214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182748313116214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109182748313116214' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109182701619292092</id><published>2004-08-06T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:16:56.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu que já não quero mais ser um vencedor,levo a vida devagar pra não faltar amorDeus sabe, o que eu quis   foi te proteger do perigo maior   que é você. E eu sei   que parece o que não   se diz...o seu caso é o tempo passar.  EU AMO TANTO!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182701619292092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182701619292092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109182701619292092' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109182669176886079</id><published>2004-08-06T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:11:31.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu ando com uma preguiça de trabalhar que não é minha. nada, é bem minha mesmo. e não pára de crescer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182669176886079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109182669176886079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109182669176886079' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109182659467221565</id><published>2004-08-06T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:09:54.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>um final de semana pela frente e nada pra fazer. vou acabar indo ao criança esperança pra reencontrar uma mulher da minha vida, que não vejo há tempos. será? bom, se não for, a gente já combinou de ir na heaven semana que vem. meu sonho!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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em Celebridade. mas também era tema da juliana knust e, ninguém merece a julia knust.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109105495374770370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109105495374770370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109105495374770370' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109105487952724689</id><published>2004-07-28T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T17:47:59.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VALIUM é tudo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109105487952724689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109105487952724689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109105487952724689' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109097028699488626</id><published>2004-07-27T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:18:06.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quem é fã de will &amp; grace e da jennifer lopez e viu o último episódio da última temporada de will &amp; grace não pode dizer que nunca teve um momento da mais cristalina e profunda alegria em toda a sua vida.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109097028699488626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109097028699488626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109097028699488626' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109097021572082445</id><published>2004-07-27T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:16:55.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o galvão bueno é uma das pessoas mais detestáveis que existem no universo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109097021572082445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109097021572082445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109097021572082445' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109096951821525043</id><published>2004-07-27T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:05:18.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a frase do paulo terron é exata: "se o ashton kutcher é um bom ator, minha lata de lixo merece um oscar".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109096951821525043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109096951821525043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109096951821525043' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109062165345206091</id><published>2004-07-23T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:27:33.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>liquidações e homens bons são duas das coisas mais irresistíveis dessa vida. </summary><link rel='edit' 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dá pra vc rever a mj e o pp, no problem! a gente marca pra semana que vem. eu queria conseguir ir a casa de alguém que tem dvd player (pois é, eu ainda não tenho) este final de semana pra ficar vendo sex and the city.eu tinha um mega preconceito </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109062154922780991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109062154922780991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109062154922780991' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109062087787554503</id><published>2004-07-23T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T17:14:37.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EU ODEIO O FRIO.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109062087787554503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109062087787554503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109062087787554503' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109036287586205373</id><published>2004-07-20T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T17:34:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu acho que a beyoncé é bem apaixonada pelo jay-z. tava conversando com um cara aqui na firma, já faz um bom tempo, e ele dizia da diferença de idade entre os dois, ele tá mais pra um sapão meio véio do que pra namorada dela, que é novinha e bonita pra caramba. eu até concordei. mas acho que ele tem todo um charme. não físico. cantando mesmo. a voz dele, o jeito de cantar. deve ser esse o motivo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109036287586205373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109036287586205373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109036287586205373' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109036241910694632</id><published>2004-07-20T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T17:26:59.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NARA! acho que esse findesemana que está pra chegar pode ser um bom mmento pra rever o spider man 2, se vc puder... e sabe que eu sou expert em dores de cabeça. já tive inúmeras e, ultimamente, depois de um bom e longo tempo sem tê-las com frequência, voltei ao dia-a-dia com dor de cabeça. mas já me acostumei até.  ps: sou meio anti-shoutbox, por isso que acabo deixando as mensagens pra vc por </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109036226296460984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109036226296460984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109036226296460984' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109027511707572237</id><published>2004-07-19T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:11:57.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e - SIM, HJ TODOS MEUS POSTS DERIVAM DA LEITURA DO ULTRAHÍPERMEGAINCRÍVEL BLoG DA NARA - eu AMO a fase drag do Bon Jovi. que também me lembra quando eu era bem mais novo e assistia aos clipes dele com minha irmã que era louca por ele e isso me dá um "quentinho por dentro". acho que vou biaxar livin in sin no kazaa...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027511707572237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027511707572237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109027511707572237' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109027484271391360</id><published>2004-07-19T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:07:22.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NARA! eu também quero ver os fofos do peter parker e a m.j. de novo!!! shall we??? ps: mas eu AMO o tobey maguire. e sou desesperadamente apaixonado pela Kirsten Dunst.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027484271391360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027484271391360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109027484271391360' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109027444576991608</id><published>2004-07-19T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:00:45.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meu ódio pelo mcdonalds só não é maior porque essa possibilidade não existe: Os restaurantes McDonald's serão tomados, no dia 14 de julho, por algumas das criações mais divertidas da história do cinema. Bonecos de Woody, Buzz Lightyear, Jessie, Nemo, Dory, Sulley, Mike e Flik – todos personagens de animações da Disney-Pixar – serão entregues aos compradores do McLanche Feliz. Os brinquedos, de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027444576991608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109027444576991608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109027444576991608' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-109019494433766577</id><published>2004-07-18T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T18:55:44.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He was next to memy flight was s'posed to leave around 2:53All i wanted to seeis what would he do if i dropped down to my kneesI wanna play a gameis someone comin it dont matter just the sameTry something fun with meLet's take our clothes off all over the balcony Let's get it on in publicjust let it go i promise that you'll love meoh daddy dont you wanna be my subject oooLet's get it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109019494433766577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/109019494433766577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109019494433766577' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108966447285207444</id><published>2004-07-12T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:34:32.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e o FUNK CARIOCA tá dominando a área (digo, as festas aqui de sampa). na MAX desse sábado teve de Tati (ultrahipermegadiva do funk) à "tropa de elite, eu sou duro de roer". ARRASA.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966447285207444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966447285207444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108966447285207444' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108966430683154728</id><published>2004-07-12T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:31:46.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o JUSTIN é muito bom. ele canta muito, é sexy na medida certa, extremamente charmoso, dança pra caralho. PS: vi o DVD dele live in london ontem</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966430683154728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966430683154728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108966430683154728' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108966410169698622</id><published>2004-07-12T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:28:21.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e viva a CATUABA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966410169698622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108966410169698622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108966410169698622' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108906606016104132</id><published>2004-07-05T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:21:00.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SANDY &amp; JUNIOR - IDENTIDADE TOURANHEMBI - SAMBÓDROMO (SP) DOMINGO, 4 DE JULHO, 18HNADA VAI ME SUFOCARCAI A CHUVANÃO DÁ PRA NÃO PENSARENCANTO (TEMA DE ACQUARIA)A LENDA18ºLOVE NEVER FAILS (com começo cantado pelo público, a pedido dos dois)INVEJA (com a participação da ex-fama gabriela nader. ela ainda cantou mania de você, da rita lee)momento "acústico":QUANDO VOCÊ PASSA (TURUTURU </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108906606016104132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108906606016104132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108906606016104132' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108906578461378207</id><published>2004-07-05T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:16:26.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SANDY &amp; JUNIOR - IDENTIDADE TOURANHEMBI - SAMBÓDROMO (SP) DOMINGO, 4 DE JULHO, 18HNADA VAI ME SUFOCARCAI A CHUVANÃO DÁ PRA NÃO PENSARENCANTO (TEMA DE ACQUARIA)A LENDA18ºLOVE NEVER FAILS (com começo cantado pelo público, a pedido dos dois)INVEJA (com a participação da ex-fama gabriela nader. ela ainda cantou mania de você, da rita lee)momento "acústico":QUANDO VOCÊ PASSA (TURUTURU </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108906578461378207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108906578461378207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108906578461378207' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108863931856501055</id><published>2004-06-30T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:48:38.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bem que o léo falou do CRISTIANO RONALDO. é, a seleção portugal não é boa só por causa do FIGO... e viva o felipão!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108863931856501055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108863931856501055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108863931856501055' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108854281358559233</id><published>2004-06-29T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T16:00:13.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ps: estou entrando naquela fase do "morrer não seria má idéia".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108854281358559233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108854281358559233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108854281358559233' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108854264006399962</id><published>2004-06-29T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T15:57:20.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Narcisa Tamborindeguy vai lançar um novo livro no ano que vem. Ele vai se chamar "Ai Que Absurdo", e será sobre comportamento, história e mitologia grega. A socialite também disse que quer lançar um perfume, e para isso está estudando essências. ELA, SIM, ARRASA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108854264006399962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108854264006399962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108854264006399962' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108846130014864630</id><published>2004-06-28T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T17:21:40.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>desde a terça-feira passada eu durmo com um jogo de cama do bob esponja! graças à fofa da nara, a mais doce das bloggeiras!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108846130014864630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108846130014864630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108846130014864630' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108846122490906976</id><published>2004-06-28T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T15:58:15.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o bom mesmo dessas semans de moda aí, tanto a de sampa quanto a do rio são os homens de sunga.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108846122490906976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108846122490906976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108846122490906976' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108829763875059744</id><published>2004-06-26T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T19:53:58.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tão triste a cachorra e o michê terem morrido no último capítulo de celebridade... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108829763875059744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108829763875059744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108829763875059744' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108820300192650321</id><published>2004-06-25T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:36:41.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>é praticamente um sacrifício (ter de) trabalhar perto de uma das "pessoas" (adoro!) mais gostosas que já existiram na face do planeta terra. fica bem difícil.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108820300192650321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108820300192650321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108820300192650321' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108819224820220524</id><published>2004-06-25T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T14:37:28.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O MELHOR DO MÁRMORE DO INFERNO, QUER DIZER, DA SAO PAULO FASHION WEEK (aquilo é o fim, mas espremendo bem dá pra tirar alguma coisa boa):os modelos de cueca no camarim do Ricardo Almeidaa vitamina Refresco Tropical da lanchonete do nescafea "Mina do Ronaldinho" desfilando pra cia. marítimao top "mano" model Lucca Alves nas passarelasa sunga-cueca da Rosá Chá e os maiôs asa-delta, bem 80'so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108819224820220524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108819224820220524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108819224820220524' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108752359694409906</id><published>2004-06-17T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:53:16.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nã sou fã da gloriakalil mas o teto dela traduz uma das coisas mais legais que eu já vi na fashion week nesses anos todos em que venho aqui pra esse circo:"DESFILE" DO JUN NAKAONão foi um desfile de moda. Foi um desfile sobre a Moda. Um momento de encantamento, daqueles que acontecem de vez em quando nas passarelas: alguém que ousa e se arrisca até o pescoço numa idéia, numa criação, num </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752359694409906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752359694409906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752359694409906' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108752210367197083</id><published>2004-06-17T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:29:05.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EU DIVIDO A MINHA VIDA ASSIM, A PARTIR DE AGORA:antes de asitir a um show ao vivo da tati quebra-barraco e depois de assistir a um show ao vivo da tati quebra-barraco</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752210367197083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752210367197083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752210367197083' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108752154644208643</id><published>2004-06-17T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:30:09.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>C O N F I R A M :celebridade por acaso(sou eu mesmo, no canto esquerdo da foto)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752154644208643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108752154644208643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752154644208643' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108723245606654514</id><published>2004-06-14T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T12:00:56.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nota pro ATUM no CIO (D.EDGE) quarta passada: 6,5 prefiro ele tocando electro mesmo.[nota para mim: 2,0]nota para o Magal e para o Oscar Bueno que tocaram o resto da noite: 8,5 tirado os momentos poperô[nota para mim: ZERO - bem redondo.]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723245606654514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723245606654514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723245606654514' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108723233057002136</id><published>2004-06-14T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T11:58:50.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu achei a PARADA o fim este ano. um puta frio, um milhão de gente feia, minha perna doendo... mas foi bem bom ouvir a ivete sangalo e a britney nos trios.mas bom mesmo de ter saído de casa ontem foi ter comprado o LP waking up with the house on fire do CULTURE CLUB por dois real! bem bom!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723233057002136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723233057002136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723233057002136' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108723215182356046</id><published>2004-06-14T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T11:55:51.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o bom de ter ficado em casa no último sábado? - o JOÃO SABIÁ no fama. cariocas são os mais foda, não tem jeito.- o HUGH JACKMAN em alguém como você, que eu já tinha visto no cinema, também em um dia dos namorados e também sem estar namorando. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723215182356046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108723215182356046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723215182356046' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108667123153826096</id><published>2004-06-08T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T00:07:11.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EStou com´pletaMENTE bêbado. acabei de ver aquele shoew, peça. sei lá. aquilo. DE LA GUARDA.BEOM CEMAI. bom dem,ais. bom dem,ais. ai, como é doifícil digitar depois de tomat umasd dez smirnoff ices. afe! é bem vbom. r ainda tem m,oços bons peldos. são argentinosd eb  bem bons. bem bons. afe. o ta o tp´´axi tem que cxhegar logo. hi, rti! ri!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108667123153826096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108667123153826096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108667123153826096' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108664423315169099</id><published>2004-06-07T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:37:13.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e eu fui extraordinariamente surpreendido por um presente que ganhei no sábado, da stella, a obscura. um globo espelhado, desses de discoteca mesmo, de verdade. um sonho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664423315169099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664423315169099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108664423315169099' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108664414884003034</id><published>2004-06-07T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:35:48.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>só muito funk carioca mesmo pra esquentar a madrugada mais fria do mundo, a deste sábado (5), quando foi realizada a minha (e a de mais quatro amigos geminianos) festa de niversário...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664414884003034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664414884003034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108664414884003034' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108664406361268878</id><published>2004-06-07T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:34:23.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não consigo entender como a kelly osbourne, gorda daquele jeito, consegue ficar falando mal da christina aguilera. ela não tem espelho? imbecil.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664406361268878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108664406361268878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108664406361268878' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108639480941290145</id><published>2004-06-04T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T19:20:09.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>excesso de veículos e chuva leve provocaram nesta sexta-feira um recorde de congestionamento na capital paulista. Às 19 horas, a Companhia de Engenharia de Tráfego (CET) registrou 193 quilômetros de lentidão, o recorde anterior do ano era de 181 quilômetros. eu amo são paulo. mas eu estou com o saco cheio dessa cidade. a cidade tá estragada. não tá dando mais. e o pior é que eu não posso fazer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108639480941290145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108639480941290145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108639480941290145' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108619833288379134</id><published>2004-06-02T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T12:45:32.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a melhor música dos últimos tempos (da última semana):Quero você tudo que eu quero é vocêeu quero ver você entrar de cabeça eu quero verse me quiserde dia tua meninade noite tua mulhernão vai se arrependerpaga pra vercomo se fosse uma doce vampira eu vou tomar tua vida toda como um licore se me der teu amor dou tudo que me pedir,deixa o juízo de lado e o corpo decidirnão vai se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108619833288379134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108619833288379134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108619833288379134' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108611479691405586</id><published>2004-06-01T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T13:33:53.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>só para constar: EU ODEIO O HARRY POTTER! não, eu nunca li nenhum livro, nem vi nenhum filme. é gratuito mesmo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611479691405586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611479691405586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611479691405586' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108611471062168515</id><published>2004-06-01T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T13:31:50.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu odeio gastar dinheiro com remédio. não me acostumo, não dá. fico pensando nos cds que eu compraria com o dinheiro, nas roupas, nos brinquedos, em qualquer coisa. mas eu tenho um prazer tão grande em ler as bulas do remédio que a grana gasta quase compensa. adoro. hoje eu fiquei sabendo que o lansoprazol é um derivado do benzimidazol, de segunda geração. não tenho a menor idéia do que isso </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611471062168515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611471062168515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611471062168515' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108611445702289961</id><published>2004-06-01T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T13:27:37.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meu gato não me dá a maior bola. não mesmo. o negócio dele é a minha mãe e ele já tá grande, não tem mais jeito. eu fico muito puto com ele. então toda vez que eu chego em casa, e ele está dormindo em algum dos sofás, pego ele no colo e fico apertando ele entre meus braços, fazendo carinho e gritado no ouvido dele: ju! july! meu juninho, pai chegou, oi july! como vc tá???  ele fica bem tenso e eu</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611445702289961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108611445702289961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611445702289961' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108603612885520562</id><published>2004-05-31T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:42:08.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não, eu não sou a isabela boscov. mas me mandaram escrever uma crítica do filme cazuza - o tempo não pára, que eu assisti na sexta. eu odeio críticas de filmes. eu não sou crítico de filmes, mas eu fiz.Crítica: Daniel Oliveira revive Cazuza com perfeição em emocionante filme sobre o cantorDesde que as filmagens de Cazuza – O Tempo Não Pára se iniciaram, o principal comentário era a respeito </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108603612885520562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108603612885520562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108603612885520562' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108603592627126426</id><published>2004-05-31T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:43:39.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nada é tão ruim que não possa ficar pior, nada é tão bom que não possa ficar melhor.a nara, eu sei, eu sei, ela não é japonesa, mas ela me faz lembrar a época em que todas as minhas melhores amigas eram japonesas, com quem eu fumava depois da escola e passava a tarde comendo sushi e tomando chá. até o dia em que uma delas resolveu fazer uma festa de aniversário - na verdade a que menos era </summary><link 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um MUST!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108570150645554455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108570150645554455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108570150645554455' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162647.post-108558985543111793</id><published>2004-05-26T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T11:44:15.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e eu posso não ter ido ao show, mas ganhei, entre os maravilhosos presentes de aniversário deste ano (e foram vários e todos bem bons!) uma boneca da Madonna no filme Desperately Seeking Susan. um sonho, sim, um sonho!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108558985543111793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162647/posts/default/108558985543111793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danit.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108558985543111793' title=''/><author><name>Naive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17011487909686635855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
