<?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-5321448</id><updated>2011-09-18T22:39:30.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'>postinho</title><subtitle type='html'>1ª parada</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-8610831528107392955</id><published>2011-09-18T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:39:30.565-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>curta PEDAÇOS - Vakinha.com.br - vaquinhas online</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8610831528107392955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=8610831528107392955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/8610831528107392955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/8610831528107392955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/curta-pedacos-vakinha.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-4784887960771944100</id><published>2008-07-15T17:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:26:56.739-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saí e voltei de janaína.agora sim.* * *major harris - love won't let me wait.mp3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4784887960771944100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=4784887960771944100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/4784887960771944100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/4784887960771944100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/sa-e-voltei-de-janana.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-115508965567680711</id><published>2006-08-08T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:14:15.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Para o alto e avante.* * *Escutando: Camille - Ta Douleur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115508965567680711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=115508965567680711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115508965567680711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115508965567680711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/08/para-o-alto-e-avante.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-115463203131444056</id><published>2006-08-03T16:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:07:11.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu fico pensando no que eu sempre sou quando você não está por perto e que quando estás eu sou outra e nunca aquela que eu queria ser e fico tentando, mas de qualquer forma, um dia, quando eu for eu mesma, você saberá e entenderá o que estou falando, talvez até se interesse, porque na verdade, somos iguais.Iguaizinhos. * * * Escutando: Damien Rice - Cannonball</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115463203131444056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=115463203131444056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115463203131444056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115463203131444056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/08/eu-fico-pensando-no-que-eu-sempre-sou.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-115258299995798448</id><published>2006-07-10T22:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:56:39.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu queria ter o poder de mudar várias coisas em minha vida, mas como eu não posso vou vivendo conformada em existir e em nada poder fazer...Eu odeio ter que sempre passar por isso, é sempre uma dor muito forte e nunca, nunca muda.Porque será?Eu já to meio velha pra repetir meus erros, mas mesmo assim, eu bato a cabeça.Dou murro em ponta de faca.Fazer tudo errado é uma das minhas maiores </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115258299995798448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=115258299995798448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115258299995798448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115258299995798448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/eu-queria-ter-o-poder-de-mudar-vrias.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-115215594960709163</id><published>2006-07-06T00:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:22:08.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tendinite, dermatite, faringite, rinite, artrite, amigdalite, otite, sinusite e paixonite.Todas elas, com exceção da última são curáveis com remédios. Cataflan, neotaflan e seus genéricos são bem-vindos e levam embora todas as ites. A paixonite não. A paixonite é a única inflamação que nem os melhores florais de bach trariam resultados. Não tem rock rose, mimulus, gentian e water violet que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115215594960709163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=115215594960709163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115215594960709163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115215594960709163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/tendinite-dermatite-faringite-rinite.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-115080915308328299</id><published>2006-06-20T10:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:12:33.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To fazendo o possível.Mas não esta dando.Ou tá e eu não to vendo?Acontece.Frequentemente.Comigo.* * *Escutando: Raul Seixas - Canto para minha morte</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115080915308328299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=115080915308328299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115080915308328299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/115080915308328299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-fazendo-o-possvel.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113894263685439664</id><published>2006-02-03T01:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:57:16.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu sou muito fraca.Fraca demais.Já estou querendo voltar pr'essa merda.Ai ai.Mandem convites.you know...* * *Escutando: Radiohead - Creep</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113887346329362455</id><published>2006-02-02T06:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T06:44:23.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me suicidei virtualmente.Fiquei triste, mas aliviada.Louco né.Daqui a pouco eu volto, sou nerd demais para ficar longe de scraps, albuns e comunidades.Uma atitude muito ousada.Ousadérrima.but if you never try you'll never know* * *Escutando: Coldplay - Fix you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113887346329362455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113887346329362455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113887346329362455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113887346329362455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-suicidei-virtualmente.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113816379432220672</id><published>2006-01-25T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T01:36:34.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tenho pensado muito na minha vida.Não que eu faça isso com frequência, na verdade nunca o faço, mas ultimamente tenho me consumido mais.O que eu quero?Por que?Vontade de largar tudo, tudinho e fugir pra puta que o pariu e começar tudo de novo.Aí eu páro e penso (?): começar o quê?O quê?E de novo?Que tem de novo?Nada de novo.Alguma coisa precisa acontecer e tem que ser logo.Grandes possibilidades </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113816379432220672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113816379432220672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113816379432220672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113816379432220672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/tenho-pensado-muito-na-minha-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113790020948905767</id><published>2006-01-22T00:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:23:29.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se você quiser eu vou te dar um amorDesses de cinemaNão vai te faltar carinho,Plano ou assunto ao longo do diaSe você quiser eu largo tudoE vou pro mundo com você, meu bemNessa nossa estradaSó terá belas praias e cachoeirasAonde o vento é brisaOnde não haja quem possaCom a nossa felicidadeVamos brindar a vida meu bemAonde o vento é brisaE o céu claro de estrelasO que a gente precisaÉ tomar um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113790020948905767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113790020948905767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113790020948905767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113790020948905767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/se-voc-quiser-eu-vou-te-dar-um-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113606288587201799</id><published>2005-12-31T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T18:01:25.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* Feliz 2006! *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113606288587201799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113606288587201799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113606288587201799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113606288587201799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113190436050679006</id><published>2005-11-13T14:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T14:55:21.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bom-dia? Por quê?Hoje é o Dia Nacional do Mau Humor, data prevista entre outros registros no calendário da Associação Nacional de Jornais. O site www.bomdiaporque.com.br, especializado no assunto, comemora com edição especial. Criado pelos publicitários Marcelo Conde, João Vereza e Danilo Maia, o site só não é atualizado às segundas: “Já viu mal-humorado trabalhar direito na segunda?”, pergunta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113190436050679006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113190436050679006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113190436050679006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113190436050679006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/bom-dia-por-qu-hoje-o-dia-nacional-do.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-113069085794980790</id><published>2005-10-30T13:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T13:47:37.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O creme mais caro do mundoEssence, lançamento da alemã La Mer, é hoje o cosmético mais caro no mercado. Feito de algas colhidas do fundo do mar perto de San Diego, elas são fermentadas por quatro meses, ao som de cantos de baleias, com bulbo de narciso, alecrim e vitamina C antes de serem postas, manualmente, dentro da embalagem — que são belos e magnetizados tubos de ensaio. O creme, para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113069085794980790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=113069085794980790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113069085794980790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/113069085794980790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-creme-mais-caro-do-mundo-essence.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-112890854011294100</id><published>2005-10-09T22:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:42:20.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que direito as pessoas têm de entrarem nas nossas vidas sabendo que vão sair?* * *Escutando: Coldplay - Speed of sound</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112890854011294100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=112890854011294100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112890854011294100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112890854011294100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/que-direito-as-pessoas-tm-de-entrarem.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-112718827836338982</id><published>2005-09-20T00:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:51:18.370-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>puta que o pariutenho ditomuito ditoe como ditovai entenderessa porra,esse caralho,esse merdão,essa buceta cabeluda,esse caralho amarelo ovo,essa piroca gorda,essa xereca de zebra,esse cu de mosca,eitaaaaaaaaa.* * *coisas distintas ok?* * *óo moby heinou..outro assunto lá em cima táo moby?foda.nossa mãe.ainda bem.que fui.* * *deprêssãosão bemvindasás vezes.só às.vezes.* * *domingo eu quero vero </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112718827836338982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=112718827836338982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112718827836338982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112718827836338982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/puta-que-o-pariu-tenho-dito-muito-dito.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-112508585262627458</id><published>2005-08-26T16:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:56:15.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando uma música diz tudo...Under PressureDavid Bowie &amp; Freddie MercuryPressurePushing down on mePressing down on youno man ask forUnder pressureThat burns a building downSplits a family in twoPuts people on streetsUm ba ba bayUm ba ba bayDoo day duhEe day duhthat's okay!It's the terror of knowingWhat this world is aboutWatching some good friendsScream: let me out!Pray tomorrow takes me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112508585262627458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=112508585262627458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112508585262627458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112508585262627458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/quando-uma-msica-diz-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-112299295551777878</id><published>2005-08-02T11:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T11:29:15.523-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vou pra Cabo Frio.Ler.Precisa ir lá pra isso?* * *Escutando: Placebo - Allergic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112299295551777878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=112299295551777878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112299295551777878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112299295551777878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/vou-pra-cabo-frio.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-112225543933543051</id><published>2005-07-24T22:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:37:19.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O tempo tá voando.Sexta que vem eu tenho outro casamento de uma amiga pra ir.Todas casando.Todas gravidíssimas.Eu?Eu vou pra Volta Redonda mesmo, fazer produção, que é o melhor que eu faço..."Esses anos estúpidos e perigosos"em Volta Redonda, Teatro Gacemssem Agosto"Esses anos " em Juiz de Fora foi sensacional:Fabrício com o Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai e a dança louca em que ele demonstrava aquela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112225543933543051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=112225543933543051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112225543933543051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/112225543933543051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/o-tempo-t-voando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111726064606317575</id><published>2005-05-28T03:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T03:10:46.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vá ao Centro Cultural Telemar.Vá.Não se arrependerás.*atenção para sala de vídeo** * *Escutando: The White Stripes - Seven nation army</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111726064606317575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111726064606317575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111726064606317575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111726064606317575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/v-ao-centro-cultural-telemar.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111713657964425916</id><published>2005-05-26T16:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T16:42:59.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As coisas vem e vão muito rápido.Tá tudo indo rápido demais.Em todos os sentidos.Acho que eu já to na décima oitava produção do anoNo vigésimo terceiro ensaio de espetáculo.Na trigésima quinta paixão da minha vida.E ainda estamos começando...Só começando.* * *Escutando: The Crystal Method - Name of the game</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111713657964425916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111713657964425916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111713657964425916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111713657964425916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-coisas-vem-e-vo-muito-rpido.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111540219652775130</id><published>2005-05-06T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:00:16.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daqui a pouco to saindo.Re-visitar minha antiga vida.Volta Redonda.To indo já já.Mãe, vó, madrinha.. Feliz dia no domingo.Hoje também vai...Só porque eu sou gente boa.* * *Escutando: Alanis Morissette - 21 things I want in a lover</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111540219652775130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111540219652775130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111540219652775130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111540219652775130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/daqui-pouco-to-saindo.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111523309867543444</id><published>2005-05-04T15:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T15:58:18.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agora é sério.Há tempos não sentia essa porra.De novo hein.*Welcome to your normal life.Again.*Andar de ônibus não é pra qualquer um.Não é mesmo.*Acordar às 6 também não.Eu consegui.*Mas agora sério.Almocei nhoque ou gnocchi.*I don't really care about this shit.Thank YOU.*Que palhaçada foi essa?!What the hell are you waiting for???* * *Escutando: Millencolin - Every breath you take (aliás, essa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111523309867543444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111523309867543444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111523309867543444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111523309867543444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/agora-srio.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111514565981607139</id><published>2005-05-03T15:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:40:59.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou triste para caralho.* * *Escutando: Coldplay - Politik</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111514565981607139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111514565981607139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111514565981607139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111514565981607139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/estou-triste-para-caralho.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111479061834145087</id><published>2005-04-29T12:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:03:38.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estamos em abril, ok, tudo bem, quase maio.Quase.Abril.Ok?Ok.Já vivi uns 3 anos e meio, mais ou menos, nesse tempo.Mais ou menos.Porque eu fico tentando viver bastante mesmo.Algumas pessoas me boicotam.Mas eu não to nem aí.Eu to afim de passar por cima.Sem ressentimentos.Só pra viver mais um pouco mesmo.Mais uns 7 anos até o fim deste.Ou 8.7 tá bom já.Tá sim.* * *Escutando: The Clash - Should I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111479061834145087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111479061834145087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111479061834145087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111479061834145087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/estamos-em-abril-ok-tudo-bem-quase.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111432847978426346</id><published>2005-04-24T04:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T14:59:16.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu queria saber porque é que é que eu não...Deixa.Eu conto outro dia.* * *Escutando: Erasure - A little respect</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111432847978426346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111432847978426346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111432847978426346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111432847978426346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/eu-queria-saber-porque-que-que-eu-no.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111391953710590721</id><published>2005-04-19T10:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:05:37.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O ConclaveEu fiquei me perguntando porque é que é que os cardeais não fazem um email no Yahoo Groups e resolvem esta questão de uma maneira mais moderna.conclave@yahoogroups.comsenha: joaodedeusIsso sim seria mais de acordo com o ano da gente, com a vida que a gente leva.Esse negócio de urna de bronze com detalhes em ouro, cédulas de papiro, chás e fumacinhas é muito ultrapassado.Além de muito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111391953710590721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111391953710590721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111391953710590721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111391953710590721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/o-conclave-eu-fiquei-me-perguntando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111326820689670658</id><published>2005-04-11T22:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:10:06.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ÉDIPO UNPLUGGEDteatro glória. (rua do russel, 632, glória)direção de joão fonseca e paula sandroni. (indicados ao prêmio shell 2004)com os fodidos privilegiados.até 01/05, não deixem de ir!quintas, sextas e domingos às 20h.sábados às 21h.R$ 15,00divulguem!* * *Escutando: Franz Ferdinand - Matinee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111326820689670658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111326820689670658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111326820689670658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111326820689670658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/dipo-unplugged-teatro-glria.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111220040989261500</id><published>2005-03-30T13:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:42:05.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu, definitivamente, sinto vergonha alheia.Eu até entrei na comunidade.*Que bom que o Jean ganhou.*A Grazy também merecia, ela é muito humilde e preza muito a família e eu dou muito valor pra isso.*O Superpop é tão ruim quanto Eu vi na TV.*A Adriane Galisteu tem que ter um saco de filó pra aguentar aquela galera ignorante no programa dela.Eu já falei que sou fã dela?Sou sim.*Dormi a vida toda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111220040989261500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111220040989261500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111220040989261500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111220040989261500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/03/eu-definitivamente-sinto-vergonha.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111188772350782076</id><published>2005-03-26T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:42:03.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vontade filha da puta de gritar.Vontade filha da puta de sair correndo e gritar.Vontade filha da puta de sair correndo, gritar e socar.Socar tudo.Bater em todos.Agarrar uns muros.Beijar sete carros e meio.Sentar nos postes bem mais altos do que eu.Descer do meio fio.Subir nas grades das ruas.Abrir os bueiros.Acampar no meio da rua e ouvir.Ouvir a porra do barulho dos carros que nunca vão me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111188772350782076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111188772350782076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111188772350782076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111188772350782076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/03/vontade-filha-da-puta-de-gritar.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111185664309784277</id><published>2005-03-26T14:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T14:04:03.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jota bar.É.Eu fui lá.Ontem.Legal.Blá.* * *Escutando: Millencolin - No cigar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111185664309784277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111185664309784277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111185664309784277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111185664309784277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/03/jota-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-111060034344542472</id><published>2005-03-12T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T01:05:43.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Opções para um final mais divertido em Senhora do Destino:Nazaré se casa com o Dirceu, que mata Maria do Carmo e deixa Giovanni livre para a sogra Ioná Magalhães, que está 'inteirassa'.Nazaré joga Lindalva Júniar do alto da ponte do São Francisco e Carolina Dieckman pula atrás.Josivaldo 'dá uma chinelada' em Malu Valle que desiste do Thiago Fragoso e que, definitivamente, fica sozinho.Seu Jackes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111060034344542472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=111060034344542472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111060034344542472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/111060034344542472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/03/opes-para-um-final-mais-divertido-em.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110908556172639672</id><published>2005-02-22T12:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T12:19:21.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A vida é cheia de fases.A fase blog.A fase flog.A fase orkut.A fase msn.A fase icq.A fase mIRC.A fase webcam.A fase digital.A fase online.A fase pentium.A fase mp3.A fase jpeg.A fase doc.A fase exe.Só não volta a fase DOS.DOS bons tempos.* * *Escutando: Cássia Eller - Carta de amor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110908556172639672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110908556172639672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110908556172639672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110908556172639672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/vida-cheia-de-fases.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110695112170990965</id><published>2005-01-28T19:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T19:25:21.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando eu digo que vou desistir ninguém acredita...* * *Escutando: Fábio Jr. - Quando gira o mundo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110695112170990965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110695112170990965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110695112170990965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110695112170990965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/quando-eu-digo-que-vou-desistir-ningum.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110494188871092060</id><published>2005-01-05T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T13:18:08.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Queria poder saber escrever tanto quanto o Zuenir, mas por enquanto eu vou perdendo a oportunidade de ser patrona de turmas de jornalismo, enquanto ele, manda vídeos que falam sobre a dificuldade de entrar na profissão.Isso aí Zuenir, concordo com você.Muito difícil.* * *Escutando: Box Car Racer - There is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110494188871092060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110494188871092060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110494188871092060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110494188871092060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/queria-poder-saber-escrever-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110486194139417666</id><published>2005-01-04T14:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T15:05:41.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esse ano eu vou:fazer teatrojuntar dinheirofazer trançastomar mais solfazer pilatescomprar uma bolsamudar de shampootirar mais fotosfazer back up no meu computadordeixar a unha crescergravar mais cdscomprar uma sandália altérrimaemagrecerengordarfazer abdoninalbrincar de barbieproduzir uma peçaproduzir um curtaescrever uma cartaassistir chaves com mais frequênciaassistir 'e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110486194139417666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110486194139417666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110486194139417666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110486194139417666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/esse-ano-eu-vou-fazer-teatro-juntar.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110162709254643412</id><published>2004-11-28T04:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T04:31:32.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O meu post do 'coisas novas', pode ser que tenha algum fundamento daqui uns dias.Pessoas novas.Bem novas.Literalmente.* * *Escutando: Linda Scott - I've told every little star</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110162709254643412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110162709254643412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110162709254643412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110162709254643412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/o-meu-post-do-coisas-novas-pode-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110084728007089791</id><published>2004-11-19T03:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T03:54:40.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu tenho tentadover coisas novas,sentir coisas novas,trabalhar coisas novas,assisitr coisas novas,comer coisas novas,beber coisas novas,brincar coisas novas,conhecer coisas novas,deixar coisas novas,... coisas novas,... coisas novas,mas tudo me parece tão velho.* * *Escutando: Coldplay - Daylight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110084728007089791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110084728007089791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110084728007089791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110084728007089791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/eu-tenho-tentado-ver-coisas-novas.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110074678205185497</id><published>2004-11-17T23:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T23:59:42.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parabéns especial a uma das meninas mais importantes da minha vida.Minha prima Mariana.15 anos.Felicidades.Muitas delas.De todos os tipos.Porque ela é a melhor.Mariana.Mariana.Mariana.Te amo muito.* * *Escutando: Lou Reed - Good night ladies</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110074678205185497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110074678205185497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110074678205185497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110074678205185497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/parabns-especial-uma-das-meninas-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110074643222052821</id><published>2004-11-17T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T23:53:52.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adoro turmas novas.Pessoas novas.Pessoas legais.Pessoas que recebem bem.Estão aí pra coisa.Vamos trabalhar?Só se for agora!Outra energia.Duas energias novinhas na minha vida.Duas turmas.Vamos conciliar?Sempre!It's all about the people.* * *Escutando: Frente! - Bizarre love triangle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110074643222052821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110074643222052821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110074643222052821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110074643222052821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/adoro-turmas-novas.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-110058285223368899</id><published>2004-11-16T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T02:27:32.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To de bem com a vida.To de vento em popa.To feliz pra burro.To assim com o mundo.Sério.Vamos aos fatos:Profissional, voltando a querer acontecer.Pessoal?Beijo.Nadinha.NADA.* * *Escutando: MC Marcinho - Rap do Solitário</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110058285223368899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=110058285223368899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110058285223368899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/110058285223368899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/to-de-bem-com-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109997416688453682</id><published>2004-11-09T01:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:33:54.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje eu assisti um programa mais do que bizarro:EU VI NA TV, com João Kléber.É um festival de baixarias com direito a xingamentos que não existem, pessoas feias, outras bonitas, umas burras, outras mais ainda...Enfim, qualquer nota.O que é o teste de fidelidade?Um teste?Que tipo de teste?Não consigo expressar meu nojo por ver as cenas horrorosas de hoje.O cara que estava sendo 'testado', </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109997416688453682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109997416688453682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109997416688453682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109997416688453682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/hoje-eu-assisti-um-programa-mais-do.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109957184697480048</id><published>2004-11-04T09:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:37:26.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Em outubro fiquei caladinha.Caladinha.* * *Escutando: Benny Benassi - Satisfaction</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109957184697480048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109957184697480048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109957184697480048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109957184697480048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/em-outubro-fiquei-caladinha.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109651672240009550</id><published>2004-09-30T01:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T00:58:42.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tem amiga minha casando.É mole?!* * *Escutando: DiBob - 1x0 eu!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109651672240009550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109651672240009550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109651672240009550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109651672240009550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/tem-amiga-minha-casando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109651658877708869</id><published>2004-09-30T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T00:56:28.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O momento é crítico.Eu odeio tomar decisões pra minha vida, eu que no meu trabalho são tão decidida e tão bem resolvida, justo agora, me encontro num beco sem saída, então fico voltando atrás, dando ré e eu não queria andar pra trás, como diz meu pai 'a fila anda', mas tem gente interrompendo meu caminho.Vou cortar fila sim.Agora, porque não tá dando.Não tá mesmo.tá phoda.* * *Escutando</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109651658877708869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109651658877708869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109651658877708869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109651658877708869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/o-momento-crtico.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109470465098594371</id><published>2004-09-09T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T01:37:30.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu costumo ser feliz todo o tempo, salvo as horas do dia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109470465098594371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109470465098594371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109470465098594371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109470465098594371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/eu-costumo-ser-feliz-todo-o-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109470455892946309</id><published>2004-09-09T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T01:35:58.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VOU FAZER TERAPIA.TO PRECISADA.sabe né..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109470455892946309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109470455892946309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109470455892946309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109470455892946309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/vou-fazer-terapia.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109219562513005581</id><published>2004-08-11T00:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T00:41:25.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A mais nova mania entre os internautas e até não-internautas: orkut.Você já tem o seu?Não?????????Como assim?!Em que planeta você vive?!* * *Escutando: Cordel do Fogo Encantado - Catingueira</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109219562513005581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109219562513005581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109219562513005581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109219562513005581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/mais-nova-mania-entre-os-internautas-e.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-109039131498413084</id><published>2004-07-21T03:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T03:28:34.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu preciso registrar que estou apaixonada de novo.É porque no final do ano, eu uso meu blog para fazer a média de quantos paixões eu tentei viver, mas me foram negadas... * * * Escutando: Alanis Morissette - Your house</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109039131498413084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=109039131498413084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109039131498413084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/109039131498413084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/eu-preciso-registrar-que-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108804985469890660</id><published>2004-06-24T01:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T01:04:14.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Por causa do tempo.Falta dele.Falta muito...* * *Escutando: Skank - Resposta</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108804985469890660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108804985469890660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108804985469890660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108804985469890660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/por-causa-do-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108661244200409307</id><published>2004-06-07T09:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T09:47:22.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A gente sempre fala demais, realmente.Semana passada, eu estava pra conseguir uma coisa, importante pra mim, mas eu e minha língua não resistimos e comentamos com uma pessoa, que teoricamente não deveria falar para outras sobre a minha vida. Teoricamente...Daí você perde a grande chance.Mas eu contei com a sorte e fui feliz.Deixei as coisas rolarem sem reclamar de nada, e acabei conseguindo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108661244200409307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108661244200409307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108661244200409307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108661244200409307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/gente-sempre-fala-demais-realmente.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108597122465242132</id><published>2004-05-30T23:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T23:40:24.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ei você.Pedro né.O que você quer que eu esclareça?Pergunte.Eu realmente to com mais dúvidas do que qualquer outra pessoa, acho que não ajudaria muito escrever nada, por isso tenho andado calada...Entende?O meu coração é do tamanho do mundo e tudo faz me parecer mais difícil do que é e mais doloroso e às vezes mais bonito.Sim.Porque muitas vezes somos obrigados a admitir como a vida é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108597122465242132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108597122465242132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108597122465242132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108597122465242132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/ei-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108361697193301053</id><published>2004-05-03T17:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T17:47:45.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"but i just keep on laughinghiding the tears in my eyes"* * *Escutando: The Cure - Boys don't cry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108361697193301053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108361697193301053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108361697193301053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108361697193301053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/but-i-just-keep-on-laughing-hiding.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108318678779995118</id><published>2004-04-28T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T18:18:38.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que que eu faço primeiro hein?!Ah, sábado passado saiu a crítica n'O Globo da peça.Foi boa.O Jefferson foi bastante generoso.Olha aí:- - -por Jefferson LessaINDECÊNCIA CLAMOROSA: MONTAGEM CARIOCA TEM SEU PONTO ALTO NO TRABALHO DOS ATORES QUE VIVEM OS PAPÉIS PRINCIPAIS 24/04/2004  O julgamento do dândi em versão discretaNão vá esperando uma peça de tribunal, mas uma peça de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108318678779995118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108318678779995118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108318678779995118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108318678779995118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/que-que-eu-fao-primeiro-hein-ah-sbado.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108278255710949412</id><published>2004-04-24T01:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T02:01:58.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu to descobrindo a minha atriz perdida.Redescobrindo.Tava com saudades dela dentro de mim.Agora ela vai voltar.Já ta voltando.Deu um belo sinal no ensaio de hoje.Era uma das coisas que faltava na minha vida.Uma das coisas.Parte das minhas faltas foi preenchida hoje.Faltam várias ainda.Várias.- - -COISASQUEFALTAMFAZEMDIFERENÇACORTE SEU CABELO CURTOE SINTA SAUDADES DELE LONGO</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108278255710949412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108278255710949412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108278255710949412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108278255710949412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/eu-to-descobrindo-minha-atriz-perdida.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108278173589212732</id><published>2004-04-24T01:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T01:46:18.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- eu queria um café, por favor.- expresso ou carioca?- o que me acorde a tempo.Tempo de quê?* * *Escutando: Eiffel 65 - Blue</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108278173589212732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108278173589212732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108278173589212732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108278173589212732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/eu-queria-um-caf-por-favor.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108257123767113868</id><published>2004-04-21T15:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T15:17:57.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O tempo tá bom pra desistir de existir entre cobertores e filmes pseudo-cults.Eu queria fazer isso longe daqui, mas não aconteceu. Não foi dessa vez, mas eu me prometo um novo feriado com direito a cachoeira gelada, lareira, vinho e foundue de chocolate.Tudo bem, amanhã vamos ler um texto na aula do Alvisi, depois dinheirinhos finalmente entrarão na minha conta e provavelmente a Cia. Dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108257123767113868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108257123767113868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108257123767113868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108257123767113868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-tempo-t-bom-pra-desistir-de-existir.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108218181678817793</id><published>2004-04-17T02:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T03:07:30.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O dia ia bem até que...Idas e vindas, esfirras no Largo do Machado, minha nova casa em Botafogo, preguiça (muitas delas, variadas..), um quase soninho, até que a hora chega e você vai.Vai com aquela preguiça de ainda agora (variadíssima, por sinal), chega e vê que nada, eu disse nada, mudou.Daí você pega a taça enche a taça coloca a taça e confere a taça.Daí acaba.Acaba.Acabou.Mas não.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108218181678817793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108218181678817793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108218181678817793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108218181678817793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-dia-ia-bem-at-que.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108200044723716896</id><published>2004-04-15T00:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T00:44:38.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Virei-me um pouco e vi Dorian Gray pela primeira vez. Quando os nossos olhos se encontraram senti que empalidecia (...)"Entende?Eu ainda to tentando entender e, evidentemente, sofrendo como uma boa pisciana sofre: calada, sozinha.Pros outros nada acontece, a vida continua, feliz como nunca, mas por dentro ninguém entenderia. Ou até entenderia se sentisse um terço do que tenho sentido.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108200044723716896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108200044723716896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108200044723716896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108200044723716896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/virei-me-um-pouco-e-vi-dorian-gray.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108183172039720553</id><published>2004-04-13T01:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T01:52:28.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Assista esse filme:SECRETARYAcabei de assisti-lo e é maravilhoso.Maravilhoso.* * *Escutando: The Strokes - Last nite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108183172039720553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108183172039720553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108183172039720553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108183172039720553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/assista-esse-filme-secretary-acabei-de.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108183031609980098</id><published>2004-04-13T01:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T01:30:52.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grande estréia.Foi boa sim.Aguardo vocês no Planetário.indecência clamorosaApareçam.* * *Escutando: Weezer - Hash pipe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108183031609980098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108183031609980098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108183031609980098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108183031609980098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/04/grande-estria.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108070807345006155</id><published>2004-03-31T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T01:44:44.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outros trabalhos chegando.Hoje.Isso mesmo.Desemprego?Nem...* * *Escutando: Goldfinger - Fuck you and your cat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108070807345006155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108070807345006155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108070807345006155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108070807345006155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/03/outros-trabalhos-chegando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-108059931865308870</id><published>2004-03-29T19:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T19:32:12.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais um trabalho acabando.E já vai em tempo.* * *Escutando: Superdrag - Who sucked out the feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108059931865308870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=108059931865308870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108059931865308870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/108059931865308870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/03/mais-um-trabalho-acabando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107932984472151218</id><published>2004-03-15T02:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T02:53:54.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, eu fiz aniversário no dia 8.Fiz sim, 23 anos.É, agora tá na hora.* * *Escutando: Miles Davis - Round midnight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107932984472151218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107932984472151218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107932984472151218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107932984472151218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/03/ah-eu-fiz-aniversrio-no-dia-8.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107932944395676904</id><published>2004-03-15T02:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T02:47:13.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dessa vez eu só queria fazer tudo certinho.Mas não adianta.Eu nunca consigo...Eu sempre não resisto e falo demais...Demais da conta.Além da conta.Eu quase sempre entro no vermelho em se tratando das minhas idéias e vontades.Fica pra próxima.E eu sempre falo isso.Deu errado mais uma vez, mais uma vez.Mais UMA vez.Juro, uma vez.A última.Agora chega.* * *Escutando: DJ Bobo - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107932944395676904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107932944395676904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107932944395676904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107932944395676904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/03/dessa-vez-eu-s-queria-fazer-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107716121543206327</id><published>2004-02-19T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T00:29:32.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To exausta.que desagradável.To apaixonada.sim.mais uma vez.* * *Escutando: Chico Buarque - O meu amor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107716121543206327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107716121543206327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107716121543206327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107716121543206327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/to-exausta.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107693944037970680</id><published>2004-02-16T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:53:13.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não sei nem por onde começar...Que o dia me faça acontecer mais uma vez.E que a Géris saia do BBB, porque ela é insuportávelmente falsa.E que meu café de hoje seja tão forte quanto o de sábado.E que meus telefonemas sejam tão mais simpáticos do que todos já realizados até agora.E que eu consiga empadas pra hoje ainda.E que meu nariz finalmente fique bonito.E que eu consiga um lugar pra '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107693944037970680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107693944037970680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107693944037970680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107693944037970680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/no-sei-nem-por-onde-comear.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107690214544938999</id><published>2004-02-16T00:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:43:43.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu dormi.Eu dormi como há muito tempo não o fazia.Eu dormi de noite.Acordei e dormi de novo pela manhã.Acordei e dormi de novo pela tarde.Acordei e ainda não dormi.Queria de verdade dormir mais.Muito mais.* * *Escutando: Sonic Youth - Superstar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107690214544938999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107690214544938999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107690214544938999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107690214544938999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/eu-dormi.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107671379312975341</id><published>2004-02-13T20:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T20:14:36.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu coração (é meu de mais ninguém)Não sei porquê (não sei messssmo, não me pergunte da onde tirei isso)Bate feliz (sério?)Quando te vê.. (não creio)É o que eu sempre digo:rapadura é doce, mas não é mole não.* * *Escutando: Goldfinger - It's your life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107671379312975341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107671379312975341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107671379312975341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107671379312975341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/meu-corao-meu-de-mais-ningum-no-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107659170251564141</id><published>2004-02-12T10:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T10:17:30.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Era uma vez uma menina que não se apaixonava por mais ninguém que não fosse o menino que ela já gostava desde que ela pensou que o amava há um tempo.Mas um dia ela viu que existiam outros meninos que ela podia amar tanto quanto ela amava o talzinho que até então era único, mas que não seria mais, se ela deixasse que ele não fosse.Então...- - - - -Termina essa história aí vai.* * *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107659170251564141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107659170251564141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107659170251564141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107659170251564141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/era-uma-vez-uma-menina-que-no-se.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107617140783544965</id><published>2004-02-07T13:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T13:32:29.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As pessoas são muito falsas, estou decepcionada com algumas delas.Falam demais, não assumem coisas e ainda culpam terceiros.Estou de saco cheio, numa boa.Saco cheio, entende?To saindo.Fodam-se os fulanos, eu vou ficar na paz, na minha paz.Pô, a minha vida tá correndo como nunca, trabalhando, feliz, conhecendo gente nova, gente importante, gente que pode mudar a minha vida, em todos os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107617140783544965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107617140783544965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107617140783544965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107617140783544965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/02/as-pessoas-so-muito-falsas-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107371871891353312</id><published>2004-01-10T03:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T04:13:43.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu não desejei um puta ano ainda né?Pois é pessoas, um putaaaaaaa 2004 pra gente né, que esse ano as coisas aconteçam de verdade e com vontade e boas e felizes e saudáveis e sempre.* * *Eu tive um Natal maravilhoso, foi tudo de bom, a minha família é um arraso de animada e feliz. Nosso amigo oculto durou horas porque ali todo mundo quer brilhar. Falaram falei ouvi ouviram falaram mais ouvi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107371871891353312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107371871891353312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107371871891353312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107371871891353312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/01/eu-no-desejei-um-puta-ano-ainda-n-pois.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107371723721969757</id><published>2004-01-10T03:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T03:49:01.296-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu passei uma semana tão musical.Baixei, na boa, umas cem músicas, trilhas de filmes e blá blá.To muito feliz com elas. Muito. Nossa. E como.* * *Escutando: Frente! - Ordinary angel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107371723721969757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107371723721969757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107371723721969757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107371723721969757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2004/01/eu-passei-uma-semana-to-musical.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107168446321012071</id><published>2003-12-17T15:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T15:08:56.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nossa que a vida é bela hein.Então, Su vai embora mesmo.Não tem jeito.* * *Escutando: Belle &amp; Sebastian - I could be dreaming</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107168446321012071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107168446321012071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107168446321012071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107168446321012071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/12/nossa-que-vida-bela-hein.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-107136156797421862</id><published>2003-12-13T21:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T21:27:16.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A gente só muda o motivo do sofrimento...Só isso.E tá bom demais, ainda quer ficar escolhendo é?tsc tsc.* * *Escutando: Maria Rita - Festa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/107136156797421862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=107136156797421862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107136156797421862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/107136156797421862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/12/gente-s-muda-o-motivo-do-sofrimento.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106922729683163790</id><published>2003-11-19T04:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T04:35:31.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E eu que pensei que o mundo era pequeno.Ledo engano.Aprenda a ver com outros olhos.E veja.* * *Escutando: Vanessa Carlton - 1000 miles</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106922729683163790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106922729683163790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106922729683163790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106922729683163790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/11/e-eu-que-pensei-que-o-mundo-era.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106869231560653477</id><published>2003-11-12T23:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T23:59:01.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As coisas vão acabando e vão me deixando meio sem rumo.Mas nada melhor que começar. Recomeçar.Outras coisas, outras pessoas, outros projetos, outros interesses, outra etapa, outra vida.Feliz, claro, mas outra. Outra vida!Vamos pra frente que atrás vem gente. A fila anda, e a minha tem andado muito rápido...Foi muito bom passar o que eu passei. Muito. Valeu por tudo.Por cada um que passou</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106869231560653477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106869231560653477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106869231560653477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106869231560653477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/11/as-coisas-vo-acabando-e-vo-me-deixando.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106530026476743909</id><published>2003-10-04T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T17:44:24.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem eu não vi Mulheres Apaixonadas.Fiquei conversando com meu pai e acabei me esquecendo.Dizem que a Estela e o Padre finalmente se pegaram né...E as lésbicas iam se beijar e talz, mas foi cortado a tempo...Enfim, coisas de Maneco que eu adoro...* * *Escutando: The Verve - Lucky man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106530026476743909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106530026476743909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106530026476743909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106530026476743909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/10/ontem-eu-no-vi-mulheres-apaixonadas.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106506724352720260</id><published>2003-10-02T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T01:00:43.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quanta morgação, oh my...Nada tenho feito nada a não ser ensaiar poucas vezes, tentar decorar um texto que não é difícil para e ficar em casa nesses dois últimos dias.Preciso sair um pouco de casa, nem no elevador cheguei perto esses dias.Dar uma volta, respirar ar novo, sair com meus amigos, ver um filme gay do festival, usar óculos escuros por causa da sol (que não vejo ó...), sei lá, sair </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106506724352720260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106506724352720260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106506724352720260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106506724352720260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/10/quanta-morgao-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106469173748031111</id><published>2003-09-27T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T16:43:01.493-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Em homenagem ao show de hoje...Com vocês:Alanis Morissette - 8 easy steps* * *8 EASY STEPSHow to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment How to refer to men unsolvable predicaments How to control someone to be a carbon copy of you How to have that not work, and have them run away from you How to keep people at arms length and never get to close How to mistrust the people that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106469173748031111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106469173748031111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106469173748031111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106469173748031111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/em-homenagem-ao-show-de-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106441858163957973</id><published>2003-09-24T12:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T12:52:22.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resolvi aparecer. Dar as caras.Não. Eu não morri.Apenas uma fase "estou desanimada com a vida" que me pegou desprevenida.É essa peça que não sai, essas pessoas que não aparecem, ou outras que aparecem demais, eu não sei, não sei (by magra..).Eu não tenho mais paciência com muitas muitas coisas. Não gosto mais de ir dirigindo pra Fundição. Agora eu pego ônibus do condomínio, uma forma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106441858163957973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106441858163957973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106441858163957973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106441858163957973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/resolvi-aparecer.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106320371473488090</id><published>2003-09-10T11:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T11:21:54.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguém me contaí por quê as pessoas malham tanto e usam perfumes desagradáveis, tossem alto, dão aqueles arrotinhos com a boca fechada sabe? E depois sopram? Andam como uns macacos e são insistentes além de, é claro, possuírem uma 'cara de pato'... Esse post foi em homenagem à uma amiga que não quis ser identificada.* * *Escutando: Coldplay - In my place</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106320371473488090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106320371473488090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106320371473488090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106320371473488090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/algum-me-conta-por-qu-as-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106265673997306250</id><published>2003-09-04T03:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T03:25:39.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu li bastante e ainda estou lendo um último texto. Eu amei "Geração Trianon". Amei. É hilário, tinha síncopes enquanto lia, de tanto rir. Amanhã meu voto é, sem dúvida, para esse texto. Vai ser o máximo montá-lo lá na Fundição. Me remeteu muito a "Nada de Pânico", que eu vi no início do ano, no Teatro João Caetano. Várias confusões com os atores, a 1ª atriz, o ensaiador, é muito bom... As cenas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106265673997306250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106265673997306250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106265673997306250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106265673997306250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/eu-li-bastante-e-ainda-estou-lendo-um.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106257013779040073</id><published>2003-09-03T03:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T03:22:47.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu descobri que ir pro centro da cidade com o ônibus do condomínio pode ser mais vantajoso: não gasto meu precioso e barato gás, meu dinheiro para estacionamento, tempo para achar uma vaga (quando consigo...) e horas a fio em um trânsito infernal. Vou quietinha dentro daquele frigorífico, em geral, lendo alguma coisa, ou tentando dormir, o que é mais que maravilhoso. Arrisquei-me ontem e hoje.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106257013779040073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106257013779040073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106257013779040073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106257013779040073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/eu-descobri-que-ir-pro-centro-da.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106240321191856174</id><published>2003-09-01T05:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T10:46:01.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tá que eu não escrevo com 'aquela' frequência, mas quem é que se importa com algumas poucas linhas sobre o que eu fiz ou deixei de fazer, ou com o que pensei em fazer, porque a ação, nunca acontece...Tá.Então.Eu tive a dor de garganta esse final de semana o que me impossibilitou talvez um cinema, ou uma Nuth com a Bruna (será?), ou até mesmo uma passadinha na locadora pra pegar Alta Fidelidade</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106240321191856174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106240321191856174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106240321191856174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106240321191856174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/09/t-que-eu-no-escrevo-com-aquela.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106187421250040970</id><published>2003-08-26T02:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T02:03:32.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estava relendo estes posts toscos e cheguei a uma conclusão:Estou cada vez mais hermética.* * *Escutando: Front 242 - Headhunter</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106187421250040970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106187421250040970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106187421250040970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106187421250040970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/estava-relendo-estes-posts-toscos-e.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106187356007401627</id><published>2003-08-26T01:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T01:55:28.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou vivendo um período um tanto quanto conturbado. Estou com a cabeça cheia disso e daquilo, e farta de pessoas, algumas, claro. Não tenho mais opinião sobre nada, hoje por exemplo, foi um dia tão apático que mal poderia descrevê-lo, talvez apenas citá-lo: aconteceu um dia.Não há o caminho, não existe: ‘vá por ali’ ou ‘por aqui é melhor’, a questão é que a vida, pelo menos a minha vida, não é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106187356007401627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106187356007401627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106187356007401627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106187356007401627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/estou-vivendo-um-perodo-um-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106165992384628606</id><published>2003-08-23T14:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:32:03.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem eu saí.Eu fui "pra night".Eu preciso confessar que estou ficando velha. Não tenho mais pilha pra esse tipo de programa. To chocada comigo. Eu era a mais da night. Me sinto cansada, enjoada dos hip hop's que não páram de tocar, pessoas desinteressantes...As minhas nights melhores são aquelas em que fico em casa (ou na minha ou de amigos) e rolam, entre outras coisas, cerveja e violão. O "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106165992384628606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106165992384628606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106165992384628606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106165992384628606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/ontem-eu-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106157796991894044</id><published>2003-08-22T15:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T05:05:00.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meus ensaios começaram. Finalmente.O Alvisi é ótimo. Na verdade ainda nem decidimos o que montar, mas estamos nos conhecendo, muito exercício de improvisação. Cisco no olho. Sabe? Não? Pois é. Bastante complicado. Mas eficaz. Eu acho. Aliás, eu penso. Ator não acha, pensa. E executa.* * *Escutando: BB Mac - Back here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106157796991894044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106157796991894044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106157796991894044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106157796991894044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/meus-ensaios-comearam.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106157659937590005</id><published>2003-08-22T15:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T15:27:55.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amigo do amigo que sabe e finge que não, e aquele que suspeita saber, mas finge que já sabe, apenas suspeitando, suspeita de um amigo e da amiga, e de um e outro, que suspeitavaram juntos, e falaram juntos, mas a amiga não suspeitava ainda, e suspeitou a partir de então...* * *Escutando: Caetano Veloso - Debaixo dos caracóis do seus cabelos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106157659937590005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106157659937590005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106157659937590005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106157659937590005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/amigo-do-amigo-que-sabe-e-finge-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106117819495328990</id><published>2003-08-18T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T00:43:14.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O presidente ganhou do Fantástico duas canecas.Quem se importa??* * *Escutando: The Cranberries - Linger</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106117819495328990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106117819495328990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106117819495328990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106117819495328990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/o-presidente-ganhou-do-fantstico-duas.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106074061295344354</id><published>2003-08-12T23:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:35:46.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cada dia é um dia.Muito difícil segurar suas vontades.Esperar passar.Mas.Cada dia é um dia.Um depois do outro.As horas demoram a passar.Mas. Passam.* * *Escutando: Belle &amp; Sebastian - I fought in a war</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106074061295344354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106074061295344354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106074061295344354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106074061295344354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/cada-dia-um-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-106019567339882471</id><published>2003-08-06T15:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:35:24.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dias fora daqui, palavras e quase algumas letras nunca explicariam minha vida nesses poucos muitos dias que foram tão depressas para mim e tão lentos para muitos.Não disse nada com nada não é? Era meu objetivo.O que acontece com as pessoas, por favor, alguém me diz!!!! Festas, sítios (ô, vários nesses dias), carro para cima e para baixo, comida, muita comida, música, quanta música, e sol? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/106019567339882471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=106019567339882471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106019567339882471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/106019567339882471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/08/dias-fora-daqui-palavras-e-quase.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105944966501962607</id><published>2003-07-29T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:34:54.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tive um dia agradável, haja vista a minha grande atividade... Fui pra clínica me desvencilhar daquela pedra agarrada em mim. Ok. Guto me encontrou lá e depois fomos pra Tijuca, buscamos a Fatinha, viemos aqui pra casa, lanchamos, enfim, coisas corriqueiras.Acabou que hoje era aniversário da Joana e eu tava muito afim de sair, precisava ver gente, a minha gente, daí, por estar me sentindo ótima, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105944966501962607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105944966501962607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105944966501962607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105944966501962607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/tive-um-dia-agradvel-haja-vista-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105944894630272201</id><published>2003-07-29T00:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T00:22:26.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIREI O GESSO...............and that's all folks!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105944894630272201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105944894630272201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105944894630272201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105944894630272201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/tirei-o-gesso.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105941011513815045</id><published>2003-07-28T13:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:34:21.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem assisti "Os garotos da minha vida", com a pantera Drew...Achei bom, mas não sei se Drew foi a melhor opção de Penny Marshall. Ela tenta, mas não convence como a mãe que deveria ser, no final do filme... Enfim, quem liga!? Talvez o Danilo, que adora cinema... Mas, vai entender....Tá bem tá bem, o fato é que custei a dormir de tanta ansiedade afinal, hoje, provavelmente vou tirar o gesso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105941011513815045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105941011513815045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105941011513815045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105941011513815045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/ontem-assisti-os-garotos-da-minha-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105935810875531311</id><published>2003-07-27T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T23:08:28.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Escutando: The Cranberries - No need to argue</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105935810875531311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105935810875531311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935810875531311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935810875531311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/escutando-cranberries-no-need-to-argue.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105935723637994279</id><published>2003-07-27T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T22:54:23.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vamos as explicações...Guto, meu amigo alto, me fez companhia e me divertiu muito, eu nem posso rir, por causa da droga do gesso colada no meu rosto, mas quem disse que eu consegui me conter... Demos boas gargalhadas, muitas muitas, tomamos muita coca-cola na varanda, tentamos ver um filme, mas não fomos muito felizes, conversamos sobre tudo e todos e finalizamos o papo falando sobre Brecht e o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105935723637994279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105935723637994279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935723637994279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935723637994279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/vamos-as-explicaes.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105935680106096962</id><published>2003-07-27T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T22:46:40.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu final de semana passou assim ó.Passou.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105935680106096962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105935680106096962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935680106096962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105935680106096962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/meu-final-de-semana-passou-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321448.post-105924008750411115</id><published>2003-07-26T14:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T14:33:47.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOS ANGELES - O ator Matt LeBlanc, do seriado cômico "Friends", vai estrear seu próprio programa quando a série que já dura 10 anos chegar ao fim na próxima temporada.A rede NBC, responsável por "Friends", anunciou na quinta-feira que o ator terá um seriado chamado "Joe", que deverá ir ao ar no segundo semestre de 2004 e no qual ele dará continuidade ao seu personagem Joey Tribbiani."A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/105924008750411115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5321448&amp;postID=105924008750411115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105924008750411115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5321448/posts/default/105924008750411115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://segundoblog.blogspot.com/2003/07/los-angeles-o-ator-matt-leblanc-do.html' title=''/><author><name>janaína barros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05089144837462938083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
