<?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-3030819</id><updated>2011-08-08T17:38:43.356-03:00</updated><category term='farmácia'/><category term='emprego'/><category term='tv'/><category term='anfetamina'/><category term='balisa'/><category term='lexotam'/><category term='equilibrio'/><category term='Deus'/><category term='embalagem'/><title type='text'>Aloisio</title><subtitle type='html'>Descrições e comentários sobre fatos pitorescos do cotidiano.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-4100600313507299201</id><published>2009-03-06T02:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:18:55.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Por um bom motivo, peguei um ônibus diferente esse dia, sabia que desceria a algumas quadras de casa, mas era justo.Desci do ônibus quase em cima de um viaduto, na calçada havia um simpático vira latas, que meio confuso não sabia a quem seguir, se a mim ou a uma senhora gorda que também passava por ali. Logo a mulher me avisou que o cão estava com ela, apesar de não pertence-la.Continuei meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/4100600313507299201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=4100600313507299201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4100600313507299201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4100600313507299201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-um-bom-motivo-peguei-um-onibus.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-5791646227523256054</id><published>2009-02-09T19:26:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:28:55.771-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essa é uma cópia do email que enviei a Hering hoje."Olá,ontem (08/02/09) de tarde fui a Hering Store do Shopping Eldorado por volta das 13h30, e gostei de uma blusa de moletom, que tinha o preço marcado de R$ 89,99 dei uma olhada nas que estavam e exposição, e pedi para o atendente uma no tamanho G.Ele trouxe a blusa G e eu experimentei, a blusa ficou ótima, e eu decidi leva-la.Fui ao caixa e a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/5791646227523256054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Minha sobrinha de 14 anos outro dia entrou no msn e elogiou meu nickname.Isso muito me espantou, pois era uma frase muito junk que eu li em algum lugar uma vez.[16:17] I said I wasn't gonna loose my head, but then Pop (pop) goes my heart.....: oiii tio[16:17] I said ... : adorei sua frase[16:17] I said ... : parabens[16:20] Nothing Says 'I Love You' Like Ether: qual frase?[16:20] I said ... : </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/4866944354977546489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=4866944354977546489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4866944354977546489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4866944354977546489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-sobrinha-de-14-anos-outro-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-4037548928153072878</id><published>2008-12-06T20:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:45:20.998-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Num desses ônibus de piso baixo, onde só a parte da frente e a de trás tem uma elevação diferente.Bem, lá estava eu, a três pontos do meu destino, de pé, encostado num vidro que dividia as pessoas sentadas das pessoas em pé.Ví uma senhora subir no ônibus, cabelos tingidos de negro e pele bem morena de sol,usava uma camisa branca e uma bermuda jeans,uma sandalha meio modernete e uma bolsa grande </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/4037548928153072878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=4037548928153072878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4037548928153072878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4037548928153072878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2008/12/num-desses-nibus-de-piso-baixo-onde-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-5272771304486943975</id><published>2008-04-01T17:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:56:00.752-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balisa'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uma coisa que sei, é que com minha altura, e dirigindo meu corsinha, a distancia ideal para deixar entre meu carro e o da vaga de trás é exatamente quando eu não vejo mais os faróis do outro carro.Moow Diretamente de casaOuvindo nada de bom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/5272771304486943975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=5272771304486943975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anfetamina'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outro dia fui buscar um remédio na farmácia, eram umas 22h00, quando cheguei um senhor começava a ser atendido por uma mocinha atras do balcão.Discretamente o senhor passava para a mocinha um receituário azul, e falava com ela num tom de voz muito baixo e calmo.LEXOFAST - falou bem alto a menina - Lexofast ... Lexofast ... deve ser parecido com Lexotam. Continuou a menina num tom de voz bem alto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1884972776347192852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1884972776347192852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1884972776347192852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1884972776347192852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2008/03/outro-dia-fui-buscar-um-remdio-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-2758493746607390602</id><published>2007-11-28T23:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:58:39.996-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embalagem'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A embalagem da batata frita do Mc ostenta um splash com os dizeres "100% livre de gordura trans".Me pergunto se tal informação não é um tiro no pé,afinal este é o ÚNICO produto que tem esse splash. Logo ...MoowDiretamente de casaOuvindo Jane's Addiction, "Jane Says".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/2758493746607390602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=2758493746607390602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/2758493746607390602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/2758493746607390602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/11/embalagem-da-batata-frita-do-mc-ostenta.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-1311775583831591408</id><published>2007-11-14T02:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T02:25:00.107-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esse hábito ortodoxo de não usar o elevador, me trouxe outra grande revelação,alem da bela incidência da luz da rua nos lances de escada, e sua variação de andar para andar.Descobri que os Panfletos de Pizzaria chegam na sua portaria através de JABÁ!O pizzaiolo manda o entregador trazer uma pizza para o porteiro,e com ele manda um calhamaço de panfletos, "recem saidos do forno".Tenho que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1311775583831591408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1311775583831591408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1311775583831591408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1311775583831591408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/11/esse-hbito-ortodoxo-de-no-usar-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-5085780055278258312</id><published>2007-11-10T14:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:20:04.514-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Entre meus cheiros prediletos, estão vários cheiros sintéticos.No ranking dos sintéticos estão:1 - cheiro de gasolina.2 - pintura auto-motiva.3 - meu shampoo anti caspa.Devo ficar preocupado em continuar usando esse Shampoo?No rotulo diz, "Contém Sulfeto de Selênio".Na Wikipédia diz:"PrecauçõesO selênio é considerado um elemento perigoso para o meio ambiente, por isso seus compostos devem ser </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/5085780055278258312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=5085780055278258312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/5085780055278258312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/5085780055278258312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/11/entre-meus-cheiros-prediletos-esto.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-1063217941570024798</id><published>2007-11-10T05:04:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T05:04:39.381-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Realmente, uma Boa Vista a do nono andar do prédio do Jockey no centro.MoowDiretamente de casaPiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1063217941570024798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1063217941570024798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1063217941570024798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1063217941570024798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/11/realmente-uma-boa-vista-do-nono-andar.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-6069271047207437631</id><published>2007-10-16T19:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:23:57.808-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E o premio de melhor adesivo de motoboy vai para: "Uma moto na mão, e uma entrega na cabeça."MoowDiretamente de casaOuvindo Heather Nova, "I Have the Touch"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/6069271047207437631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=6069271047207437631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/6069271047207437631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/6069271047207437631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-o-premio-de-melhor-adesivo-de-motoboy.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-936955591942258181</id><published>2007-10-13T01:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:26:13.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Lage,a lage é um lugar de paz, é pra onde você vai quando não quer ser encontrado, um lugar para tomar banho de sol ou de lua.O lugar perfeito para passar horas conversando com os amigos, olhando o céu, a vista.Admirando a distância o que se passa lá embaixo. Por isso fico tanto na Lage. MoowDiretamente de casaOuvindo Orquestra Imperial, "Salamaleque"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/936955591942258181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=936955591942258181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/936955591942258181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/936955591942258181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/10/lage-lage-um-lugar-de-paz-pra-onde-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-1895462638583049459</id><published>2007-10-09T23:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:18:48.165-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje, finalmente entendo a fixação dos meus irmãos em ser salsicha do frigoreder quando crescessem.Pusta salsicha boa.Acho que quando crescer, quero ser salsicha do frigoreder também!MoowDiretamente de casaOuvindo as salsichas ferverem na cozinha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1895462638583049459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1895462638583049459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1895462638583049459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1895462638583049459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/10/hoje-finalmente-entendo-fixao-dos-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-6075098759210453793</id><published>2007-09-23T22:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:00:20.790-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Fantástico está a cada dia mais parecido com o telecurso.MoowDiretamente de casaOuvindo Orquestra Imperial, "Ela Rebola"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/6075098759210453793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=6075098759210453793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/6075098759210453793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/6075098759210453793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-fantstico-est-cada-dia-mais-parecido.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-1508097063454794402</id><published>2007-09-14T00:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:05:37.234-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estava assistindo o programa do serginho uma madrugada dessas, e ele chamou o patofu,como de costume, a banda do programa começou a tocar uma musica daquelas que geralmente se toca enquanto os artistas saem da cochia e tomam seus lugares no palco.Mas a banda tocou "Hit the road jack".Eu fiquei um pouco confuso, e constrangido. Mas eu posso ter entendido errado, pode ser que não haja nenhum </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1508097063454794402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1508097063454794402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1508097063454794402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1508097063454794402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/09/estava-assistindo-o-programa-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-3293929824560334581</id><published>2007-09-02T23:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:47:14.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vendedores de guarda-chuva, em dias de chuva.Advogados de porta de cadeia.Cambistas na porta do espetáculo.Agentes funerários de porta de IML.Casas de câmbio em hotéis chiques.E agora, também, guinchos de porta de balada.Verdade! Duvida?Da uma passada na Faria Lima, sábado a noite,e conta quantos caminhões de guincho estão estacionados lá,só esperando um motorista bêbado ligar.A oportunidade faz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/3293929824560334581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=3293929824560334581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/3293929824560334581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/3293929824560334581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/09/vendedores-de-guarda-chuva-em-dias-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-1552715158089528768</id><published>2007-08-31T01:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T01:04:25.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acho engraçado essas pessoas que esticam a pele, pintam o cabelo, tiram a barriga, colocam peito,e na hora de pegar uma fila, vão pra fila dos idosos!É uma época estranha, as pessoas não sabem exatamente o que querem.Dia desses fui ao supermercado, esse, aqui na frente de casa.Uma loja de bairro que foi engolida por grandes avenidas, mas não teve para onde crescer,conta com apenas oito caixas, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/1552715158089528768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=1552715158089528768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1552715158089528768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/1552715158089528768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/08/acho-engraado-essas-pessoas-que-esticam.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-4195489089057570285</id><published>2007-05-17T17:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:21:32.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estava organizando minhas fotos, e encontrei uma pasta chamada "DSCs", e abri as imagens.Então me lembrei, que faz algum tempo,  me passou pela cabeça, que nesses programas de P2P, tipo limewire, você pode escolher uma pasta no seu computador para compartilhar seus arquivos, geralmente arquivos de música.Ai pensei, que por vários motivos, as pessoas poderiam guardar nessa pasta bem mais coisas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/4195489089057570285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=4195489089057570285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4195489089057570285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/4195489089057570285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/05/estava-organizando-minhas-fotos-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-117554258533677090</id><published>2007-04-02T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T16:36:25.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A única coisa realmente positiva sobre esses requeijões com 0% de gordura,é a facilidade em lavar suas embalagens e as facas sujas durante sua utilização.MoowDiretamente de CasaOuvindo o Trânsito da Consolação</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/117554258533677090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=117554258533677090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/117554258533677090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/117554258533677090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/04/nica-coisa-realmente-positiva-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-117027584862875523</id><published>2007-01-31T18:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:04:51.426-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando era criança, ia com meu irmão ao sítio de um amigo dele, era incrível, mas ultimamente acho que deveria ter ido mais vezes láO sítio ficava num bairro distante, pegávamos uma rua bem longa, que levava para outro distrito da cidade.Um pouco depois de passar o mercado que tinha uma pedra do lado, a cidade acabava junto com o asfalto. Já na estradinha de terra, virávamos a esquerda e a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/117027584862875523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=117027584862875523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/117027584862875523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/117027584862875523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/01/quando-era-criana-ia-com-meu-irmo-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-116923518632285614</id><published>2007-01-19T17:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:05:22.587-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nem tudo está perdido,dia desses, estava saindo do prédio pela porta de traz,sem ouvir o som do portão abrindo olhei para traz, para ver se avistava a zeladora, eis que deus estava lá, com seu metro e meio debruçado por cima do balcão, mais uma vez abrindo a porta para mim.Onipresente MoowDiretamente do TrabalhoOuvindo Shigeru Umebayashi - "Yumeji's Theme"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/116923518632285614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=116923518632285614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116923518632285614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116923518632285614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/01/nem-tudo-est-perdido-dia-desses-estava.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-116887152664857127</id><published>2007-01-15T12:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T12:32:06.663-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esse fim de semana, fui para a casa da minha mãe de carro, com ela e meu irmão, nós fizemos uma coisa que, não fazíamos desde que meu pai era vivo. Paramos num restaurante chamado '"Roda Viva" na beira da estrada, e comemos um sanduíche de calabresa. Sempre que vínhamos para São Paulo, na volta passávamos nesse restaurante para comer esse lanche.Perto do que era, o restaurante agora é uma sombra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/116887152664857127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=116887152664857127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116887152664857127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116887152664857127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2007/01/esse-fim-de-semana-fui-para-casa-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-116100374146794164</id><published>2006-10-16T10:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:02:21.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Faz uns anos. Não lembro se já escrevi sobre isso. Uma vez, fui comprar flores ali perto de casa, era uma noite chuvosa.Andei entre as barraquinhas de flores, e escolhi uma delas, e nela procurei as flores, crisântemos, pedi uma dúzia, seis vermelhas e seis amarelas. Depois de pagar ao florista, ele foi embrulhar as flores, notei que ele me fitava e olhava para os papeis pendurados na parede, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/116100374146794164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=116100374146794164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116100374146794164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/116100374146794164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/10/faz-uns-anos.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-115578064985523197</id><published>2006-08-16T23:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:12:01.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou aprendendo a jogar poker.Foi primordial para a formação do meu carater, só entrar nessa vida agora, depois de burro velho,e não na época que jogava buraco com minha família.MoowDiretamente do TrabalhoOuvindo Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble - "Riviera Paradise"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/115578064985523197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=115578064985523197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115578064985523197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115578064985523197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/08/estou-aprendendo-jogar-poker.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-115465551627472243</id><published>2006-08-03T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:41:32.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dia desses, eu e uma colega fomos incumbidos de comprar muita cerveja e refrigerante, fomos para um supermercado de atacado. Eu fui na frente com o motorista, acho que foi a primeira vez que andei no banco da frente de uma kombi. E me lembrei de uma vontade antiga que tinha de escrever sobre quebra-vento.Nunca dirigi um carro com quebra-vento, mas me lembro de um opalão que meus pais tinham, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/115465551627472243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=115465551627472243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115465551627472243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115465551627472243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/08/dia-desses-eu-e-uma-colega-fomos.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-115383989649150756</id><published>2006-07-25T11:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:04:13.946-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='equilibrio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emprego'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não sei mais o que vai acontecer com esse mundo.Neste momento, Deus está por ai pensando porcarias, ou dormindo demais.Como todo mundo sabe, Ele tem dois empregos mundanos, imagino que seja uma válvula de escape. Trabalha numa lavanderia durante o dia, provavelmente mais de oito horas, e a noite trabalha como porteiro do meu prédio, trabalhava na verdade, faz umas duas semanas, a nova </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/115383989649150756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=115383989649150756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115383989649150756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115383989649150756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-sei-mais-o-que-vai-acontecer-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-115032858521835972</id><published>2006-06-14T20:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:43:05.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se você está triste, ou é triste, não leia isso, pule, entre em outro blog ou vá cortar as unhas, assistir tv. Não sei, mas não leia isso. Se por acaso começar a ficar muito triste feche o navegador e tome um sorvete na pracinha. =0)As vezes fico bem triste.Na maioria das vezes, nem sei o que é exatamente. Me perguntam se é alguém, alguma situação, e eu não sei dizer o que é.Em geral não é uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/115032858521835972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=115032858521835972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115032858521835972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/115032858521835972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/06/se-voc-est-triste-ou-triste-no-leia.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-114788883206167750</id><published>2006-05-17T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:12:52.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No ônibus, dia desses, estava eu indo para a Vila Madalena, reduto dos modernetes, hippies e boêmios. Em algum ponto, depois que eu peguei o ônibus, subiu uma menina, toda arrumada, que  aparentava seus vinte anos, carregava um livro de capa colorida e uma apostila fina com a capa verde, imaginei, no mínimo um cursinho.Sentou-se com os pés um pouco voltados para dentro, usava um tênis baixo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/114788883206167750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=114788883206167750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114788883206167750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114788883206167750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-nibus-dia-desses-estava-eu-indo.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-114736351669221311</id><published>2006-05-11T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:51:28.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foi numa Ollivetti.Uma daquelas para estudantes acho.Era um soldado, quem me ensinou foi minha tia, ou teria sido minha prima?Primeiro era um "zero", com a fita vermelha, voltava uma casa e por cima do "zero" batia um "x" maiúsculo com a fita preta, em seguida na linha de cima, bem acima do "zero", batia um "o" minúsculo novamente com a fita preta, depois voltava novamente, acertava com a mão um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/114736351669221311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=114736351669221311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114736351669221311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114736351669221311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/05/foi-numa-ollivetti.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-114176753679896371</id><published>2006-03-07T18:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:03:39.467-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Li ontem, no carro de um chaveiro."Deus é jóia, o resto é bijuteria"Seguindo essa analogia, no trânsito, pensei."Deus é manteiga, o resto é margarina""Deus é suco, o resto é bagaço""Deus é Mac, o resto é PC""Deus é Fiel, o resto é adultero"Lógico, nenhuma bate esse "Deus é Jóia"...MoowDiretamente do TrabalhoOuvindo Ravi Shankar - "Raga Miniature"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/114176753679896371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=114176753679896371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114176753679896371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/114176753679896371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/03/li-ontem-no-carro-de-um-chaveiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-113837008836918564</id><published>2006-01-27T11:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:54:48.376-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aos 19 segundos da música "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band",tem um som igual ao telefone da minha sala,ou seja eu sempre atendo o telefone no começo dessa musica."Hello! Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band office, may I help you?"MoowDiretamente do TrabalhoOuvindo Rancid - "La Bamba"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/113837008836918564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=113837008836918564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113837008836918564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113837008836918564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/01/aos-19-segundos-da-msica-sgt.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-113717796864254200</id><published>2006-01-13T16:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:03:30.197-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esse lance de "Deus é Fiel", data do inicio do Cristianismo.Quando os primeiros Cristãos tentavam convencer as pessoas do mediterraneo que Deus era legal e Zeus não. Atacavam o ponto fraco de Zeus que era sua quedinha por pular a cerca.Ou não! =0PMoowDiretamente do TrabalhoOuvindo Hayseed Dixie - "Dream On"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/113717796864254200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=113717796864254200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113717796864254200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113717796864254200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2006/01/esse-lance-de-deus-fiel-data-do-inicio.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-113458458587402357</id><published>2005-12-14T16:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:03:12.226-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje, ouvindo música no ônibus,as mesmas músicas de sempre.Percebi que estou associando as músicas que eu gosto ao trabalho.Faz algum tempo que não sentia as músicas como hoje no ônibus.Olhando o movimento, o transito, as pessoase tocando aquela música bacana que só eu gosto.Quando era pequeno,minha tia chamava fone de ouvido de "maquininha de fazer louco".Um primo, tinha um walkman, e um K7 do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/113458458587402357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=113458458587402357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113458458587402357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113458458587402357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/12/hoje-ouvindo-msica-no-nibus-as-mesmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-113062021715908423</id><published>2005-10-29T19:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T19:10:17.170-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguém benze pé ai?Preciso benzer meu pé esquerdo, faz trés semanas que ele não fica 100%, e acho que depois de quase um mes, todo arrebentado, ele nem voltará a ser como antes. Começou assim, estava indo jantar, era uma noite de sábado friazinha, e estava garoando, eu atravessei a rua conversando e quando fui subir na calçada, pisei em falso, meu tenis (de TRACKING, confecionado parra fazer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/113062021715908423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=113062021715908423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113062021715908423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/113062021715908423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/10/algum-benze-p-ai-preciso-benzer-meu-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-112689751228674660</id><published>2005-09-16T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:32:06.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Digno de pena.Se não me engano isso era uma qualidade comprada em algum rpg.Conheço pessoas que tem essa "qualidade", a um nivel realmente digno de pena, o mais triste, é como as pessoas caem muito facil nessa de coitadinho.Não sou muito tolerante, sou bonzinho mas não sou troucha, se eu percebo que estão me cercando, se estão fazendo um esforço muito grande pra me agradar ou pra me distrair, eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/112689751228674660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=112689751228674660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/112689751228674660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/112689751228674660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/09/digno-de-pena.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-112679792684547629</id><published>2005-09-15T12:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:55:57.086-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Provisoriamente DefinitivoImproviso demais, dizem por ai.Durante anos meus cintos foram fios que uniam duas das alças de cinto de minhas calças, calças geralmente herdadas dos meus primos, no mínimo 2 números maiores que o meu, mas não ligava muito, por alguns motivos. Não gostava de comprar roupas, não tinha dinheiro para comprar roupas, e, como não tinha nenhum interesse em ampliar minha vida </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/112679792684547629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=112679792684547629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/112679792684547629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/112679792684547629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/09/provisoriamente-definitivo-improviso.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-111774913166304486</id><published>2005-06-02T18:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:07:27.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosto das tardes de outono.As coisas acontecem devagar, o tempo eh diferente.E oque falar do por do sol no outono?Nuvens esguias e sinuosas, uma harmonia de cores em constante movimento, acompanhando o tempo do final da tarde.Hoje, pude me deitar na lage, de barriga para cima, com os pés voltados para o Leste, inclinando a cabeça para traz e por cima de uma pedra, assistindo assim o por do sol de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/111774913166304486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=111774913166304486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111774913166304486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111774913166304486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/06/gosto-das-tardes-de-outono.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-111674429263612272</id><published>2005-05-22T03:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T03:44:52.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Faz uns dias, ao parafusar o armario do banheiro,quebrei um espelho. Bem, no dia seguinte meu apartamento se trancou com todas as copias da chave para o lado de dentro. Segundo o chaveiro tinha uma volta dada.No outro dia, instalando um programama bem bobo no computador do trabalho causei um conflito gigante e nada funcionou. No dia seguinte apaguei umas coisas e o computador voltou dos mortos.Na</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/111674429263612272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=111674429263612272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111674429263612272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111674429263612272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/05/faz-uns-dias-ao-parafusar-o-armario-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-111410056923209951</id><published>2005-04-21T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T13:22:49.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não tem Newcastle na cidade.Oque eu vou beber?Erdinger?Moow Direto do Trabalho Ouvindo Fiona Apple - "Across The Universe"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/111410056923209951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=111410056923209951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111410056923209951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111410056923209951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-tem-newcastle-na-cidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-111388797759885869</id><published>2005-04-19T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:57:00.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dias atras, encontrei no orkut um amigo que eu num via a mais de uma decada.Numa quarta eu encontrei o nome dele, na quinta ele me respondeu, no sabado estavamos numa mesa de bar pondo o assunto em dia.E quanto assunto! Mais de uma decada sem contato, quase uma vida, cada um na sua estrada, e de repente uma colisão. Playlists parecidas, areas profissionais nem tanto.Uma conversa longa cruzando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/111388797759885869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=111388797759885869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111388797759885869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111388797759885869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/04/dias-atras-encontrei-no-orkut-um-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-111316859310562331</id><published>2005-04-10T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:38:13.173-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outro dia assisti a um sonho.Era algo assim.Era uma casa grande e bonita, bem decorada e cheia de gente, devia cheirar a bolo no forno. em uma das salas havia uma movimentacao estranha, as pessoas se esticavam umas por cima das outras para tentar ver e ouvir uma conversa. A conversa era um casal falando com um senhor com a cara do jerar de pardier(ou algo assim). Depois fiquei sabendo que o jovem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/111316859310562331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=111316859310562331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111316859310562331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/111316859310562331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2005/04/outro-dia-assisti-um-sonho.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-110029025643425299</id><published>2004-11-12T18:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:10:56.433-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu eu fiquei chateado agora, tava pensando que queria ter ido ao show da alanis que teve aqui em sampa, pow, aquele que teve e num teve, que foi um show fechado pros convidados da FOX se nao me engano. a maior sacanagm ela veio ate o saopaulo com todo o equipamento e fez um show soh pros convidados, que merda. Vou queimar uns backups agora.Moow Direto do Trabalho Ouvindo Alanis Morissette </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/110029025643425299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=110029025643425299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/110029025643425299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/110029025643425299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2004/11/meu-eu-fiquei-chateado-agora-tava.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-109905767521092938</id><published>2004-10-29T10:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T10:47:55.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já comentei sobre minha preferência por andar pelo lado par da Av Angélica?Tive certeza disso outro dia, eu estava indo para a casa da Clau, e tive que descer a Angélica, e a desci pelo lado impar, pois a casa dela fica a direita da Angélica. Bem, tive a nitida impressão que eu estava descendo outra rua, que não era a mesma avenida que eu sempre descia, faixadas dos predios pareciam mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/109905767521092938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=109905767521092938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109905767521092938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109905767521092938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2004/10/j-comentei-sobre-minha-preferncia-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-109806825482772402</id><published>2004-10-17T23:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:57:34.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como terminou meu sábado? Bem eu trabalhei bastante, o dia todo, nada de corpo mole. Ai, eu acabei saindo antes do que eu esperava. Sai por volta das 21h40, meu amor tinha saido com o pessoal do colégio, então fui ao japonês com os colegas de trabalho, sai do restaurante e liguei pro meu amorzinho, descobri que por coincidencia ela estava bem pertinho, numa pizzaria, e lá fui eu para a pizzaria. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/109806825482772402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=109806825482772402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109806825482772402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109806825482772402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2004/10/como-terminou-meu-sbado-bem-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-109793842919438179</id><published>2004-10-16T11:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T11:53:49.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trabalhar no fim de semana, ardua tarefa, remunerada mas nem tanto, quase não compensa. Uma coisa que ajuda bastante é que as coisas mais estranhas acontecem nos fins de semana.Hoje acordei na hora, sai de casa de cabelo molhado, e uma hora atrasado. Sentei no ponto de ônibus e não demorou muito para alguem me pedir informação, devo ter cara de habitante da paulista, sempre me perguntam coisas, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/109793842919438179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=109793842919438179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109793842919438179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109793842919438179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2004/10/trabalhar-no-fim-de-semana-ardua.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-109778710483015398</id><published>2004-10-14T17:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:51:44.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outro dia estava eu num shopping bem longe de casa, longe mesmo, acho que foi a segunda ou a terceira vez que fui até lá. Iamos ao cinema, era no meio de um feriado se não me engano, as pessoas normais estavam todas na praia tomando chuva. Compramos os ingressos, demos uma volta no shopping, e ficamos na fila para a sala, eu fui comprei guloseimas fiquei conversando na fila. A sessão finalmente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/109778710483015398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=109778710483015398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109778710483015398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/109778710483015398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2004/10/outro-dia-estava-eu-num-shopping-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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estava eu numa feira de de okinawa(na liberdade[tenho pra mim que ali é a varzea do glicério e isso não me agradava nem um pouco]), estava me divertindo muito, comendo rapadura com gengibre, bolinhos de chuva, bananachips, vendo barraquinhas de violas japonesas(que não me lembro o nome, mas elas têm três cordas e são feitas com couro de cobra, eu queria </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/89909012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=89909012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/89909012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/89909012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/02/sbado-dia-22-de-fevereiro-de-2003.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-89583098</id><published>2003-02-23T01:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T14:26:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outro dia estava pensando em coisas legais para ter, ter por ter, algo que me fez pensar nisso, foi quando uma noite qualquer saia de casa e vi um senhor passando de carro numa rua, ele estava fumando um cachimbo, desde então, penso frequentemente em ter um cachimbo pelo simples fato de poder dirigir com um cachimbo.Penso que é algo que eu faria, faria só por fazer, não me agregaria nada nem </summary><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-88912544</id><published>2003-02-11T12:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T11:43:51.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ganhe o dia ... ou não-QUIMICO-Faça sua propria fibra de carbono, e conheça o maravilhoso  mundo dos polimeros   -HISTORIADOR-Este eh  para a bina </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/88912544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=88912544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88912544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88912544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/02/ganhe-o-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-88863805</id><published>2003-02-10T16:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T11:40:33.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esses dias fui pra mugin, de vez em quando, sinto falta de lá.Sabado passado, depois de comer um care-pan na liberdade(acho que vi a KEI  por lá... ou não), num calor de trinta e poucos graus, eu peguei o trem para Mugin, de trem eu levo cerca de duas horas para chegar(de ônibus levaria cerca de quarenta minutos[isso ainda implica numa diferença de quase R$8,00 no preço da passagem]), um passeio</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/88863805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=88863805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88863805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88863805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/02/esses-dias-fui-pra-mugin-de-vez-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-88856972</id><published>2003-02-10T14:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T14:42:08.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>esse todomundo devia fazer, acho q tem gente q ia descobrir que precisa de psicologo ... ou de psiquiatra :o) eu preciso de psicologo soh :o) DisorderRatingParanoid:LowSchizoid:HighSchizotypal:HighAntisocial:LowBorderline:LowHistrionic:LowNarcissistic:LowAvoidant:ModerateDependent:ModerateObsessive-Compulsive:Low-- Click Here To Take The Test --</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/88856972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=88856972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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Lá nunca tem nada novo!"                                                            Mister Simpatia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/88847098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=88847098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88847098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/88847098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/02/frase-da-semana-no-vou-mais-ao-sebo-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-87453663</id><published>2003-01-15T01:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T01:57:09.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ou muito me engano ou a industria "fonografica" esta equivocada em não dar tanta atenção para a segunda parte da palavra, (ao menos no brasil, e sim, sou leigo sim), não se dão conta que eles não estao mais vendendo musicas estão sim vendendo encartes e embalagens, para agregar valor as musicas, que você pode baixar de qualquer computador, um erro comum e compreensivel antes da troca de mp3 pela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/87453663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=87453663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/87453663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/87453663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/01/ou-muito-me-engano-ou-industria.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-87087529</id><published>2003-01-07T23:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T23:28:54.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu ano começou, nada fora do normal, fora eu ter notado q a média de dedos nas patas dos pombos da cidade diminuiu de 4 para 3 por pata.A Globo devia mudar o nome da nova miniserie deles, se as mulheres da tal da casa forem ter 3 ou 4 premonições por batalha, bons nomes seriam "A Casa das Sete Mulheres com Sexto Sentido" ou mesmo "A Casa Das Sete Videntes"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/87087529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=87087529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/87087529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/87087529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2003/01/meu-ano-comeou-nada-fora-do-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-85572899</id><published>2002-12-06T01:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T02:34:43.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outro dia, estavamos, eu, a Galla, a Lê, o Dante,  o Meleka e o Mister Simpatia conversando no quarto da Lê, e o assunto da vez era "como é dificil trabalhar com mulheres", não era nenhuma caça as bruxas, de maneira alguma, inclusive nesse seleto grupo ninguém tem nada contra mulheres(fora o mister que tem medo da concorrencia). Nós apenas afirmavamos que certas vezes é complicado trabalhar com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/85572899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=85572899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/85572899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/85572899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/12/outro-dia-estavamos-eu-galla-l-o-dante.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-85206283</id><published>2002-11-28T09:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:11:14.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minha sexta foi ... singular, praticamente o dia de sonhos de uma menininha.Acordei cedo, fui visitar um escritorio, depois liguei para o Ronaldo Augusto, que trabalha ali perto no escritorio do laertão.Fui visita-lo no escritorio, fiquei bastante tempo conversando com Ronaldo Augusto, ouvimos muitas musicas (que foi quando descobri o Richard Cheese e minha vida mudou), ouvi também uma versão de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/85206283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/85206283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/minha-sexta-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84687335</id><published>2002-11-18T00:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T00:59:08.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>minha foca se chama flipper</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84687335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84687335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84687335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84687335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/minha-foca-se-chama-flipper.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84547709</id><published>2002-11-14T21:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T10:11:14.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje comprei uma cartola :o) e me lembrei daquele parente do RUPERT ... sabe ... "rupert o peixe artista" ... ah esquece hehehe  voltando lembrei daquele sapo da warner ... akele q usa cartola canta e dança ... ai resolvi procurar a musiquinha q ele canta e THANDÃRagtime GalHello, my babyHello, my honeyHello, my ragtime galSend me a kiss by wireBaby, my hearts on fireIf you refuse me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84547709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84547709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84547709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84547709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/hoje-comprei-uma-cartola-o-e-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84495555</id><published>2002-11-13T21:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T21:34:02.710-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quem disse q a vida no campo eh facil?valeu por lembrar de mim qdo achou isso fe :o) eu curti de montao mas nem entendi pq vc lebrou de mim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84495555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84495555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84495555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84495555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/quem-disse-q-vida-no-campo-eh-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84215317</id><published>2002-11-08T06:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T06:12:51.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vejo o dia clareando pela janela e penso q fui muito tolo em achar q 4 horas não seria muito tempo para esperar o render, sendo q havia a opção de voltar para casa, dormir e voltar para o trabalho, baixei musicas do placebo, do primus, residents, los lobos, Proclaimers, da alanis e de um mariachi ai ... e o tempo nao passou, enguanto fazia isso, mexi em filminhos meus e os coloquei para render, e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84215317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84215317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84215317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84215317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/vejo-o-dia-clareando-pela-janela-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84157340</id><published>2002-11-07T03:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T03:42:47.113-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>estou no trabalho seguramente a mais de 15 horas, para fazer uma coisa muito besta, e to muito revoltado com isso... eh besta demais pra dar errado e da errado :o-num eh nenhuma animaçao bizarra .. eh só uma conversao de arquivo ....andei mexendo no meu template mas só serviu pra eu perder os arkivos ... eles ainda existem mas num sei onde heheheh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84157340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84157340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84157340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84157340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/estou-no-trabalho-seguramente-mais-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-84029207</id><published>2002-11-04T21:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-04T21:48:55.880-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ontem eu vi o nome de bingo mais engra?ado q existe hehehhe :o) se chama Bingo Lins ... ahn bingolins? ... tah foi fraco :oP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/84029207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=84029207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84029207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/84029207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/11/ontem-eu-vi-o-nome-de-bingo-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-83851030</id><published>2002-10-31T21:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T14:26:01.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tenho um gosto duvidoso sim ... e dai :o) tenho passado os ultimos dias baixando musicas na internet ...  de um grupo q tinha um clipe q passava na MTV na minha epoca de assistir MTV .... hum eu curto ... num da pra dançar e nem pra ouvir na frente dos outros ... na verdade nem pra ouvir mas eh uma musica divertida ... sei la diferente ... ai entrei no site dos caras e descobri q eles fazem esse</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/83851030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=83851030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/83851030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/83851030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/tenho-um-gosto-duvidoso-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-83324954</id><published>2002-10-21T21:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T21:52:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>segundona braba :o)to no trampo desde as 9h00, cheguei mais cedo pq o chefe pediu, alem de mais cedo cheguei atrasado, o que até foi bom afinal só lembraram de mim as 10h30, e só podia realmente trabalhar depois que chegasse o famigarado zip q era para estar aqui antes de mim, mas chegou la pelas 11h00. um pouco mais cedo sai procurando o zip drive, ai eu o liguei e fui cochilar enquanto nao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/83324954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=83324954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/83324954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/83324954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/segundona-braba-o-to-no-trampo-desde.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-83221787</id><published>2002-10-19T16:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T16:13:42.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>trabalhando sabado desde as 10h00, sai para almoçar as 15h00, fui ao bobs, comendo minha ultima batatinha vi na janela bem ao meu lado oque pareceu um pingo de chuva, assim q eu sai do bobs o mundo começou a cair e eu passei uns 15 minutos ao lado de uma bomba de gasolina e dois frentistas, que me ofereceram bolachas e cocacola enquanto eu esperava, querendo sair o mais cedo possivel do trabalho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-82981893</id><published>2002-10-14T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T16:05:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>G'DAY toMATES, nada de pessoas :o)Hoje vou escrever sobre tomates, mas não tomates comuns, não! São tomates mutantes, eu achava que as coisas que ficam ali na oceania, sabe, animais e vegetais da oceania eram estranhos, talvez elos perdidos ou coisas assim.Outro dia fui com a galla no Outback, um estabulo limpinho debaixo do shopping eldorado. Um lugar estranhamente convidativo, luz baixa e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/82981893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=82981893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82981893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82981893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/gday-tomates-nada-de-pessoas-o-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-82549863</id><published>2002-10-05T03:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T19:30:49.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acho q vou falar sobre pessoas de novo, 3- Espaço, Respeito e Limites. Um bom exemplo: Para quem gosta de futebol. Sabe pesoas que não respeitam um time só? Pessoas que mudam de time e passam a ser torcedores daquele time "desde criancinha"? E você sabe que a pessoa esta fazendo isso para se aproximar de outra pessoa ou outro grupo de pessoas. Poisé, mesmo que sem querer essas pessoas profanam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/82549863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=82549863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82549863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82549863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/acho-q-vou-falar-sobre-pessoas-de-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-82541030</id><published>2002-10-04T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T22:54:49.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Render de pelomenos mais uma hora e meiaeu tava aqui e lembrei de uma coisa muito estranha q aconteceu outro dia, eu tava perdido no Ipiranga com a galla meu amor, estavamos dentro de um onibus e eu nem imaginava onde iamos descer .... pq quem em sã conciencia vai pro ipiranga ? mas enfim :o) estavamos la, prontos para descer do onibus, no meio de uma grande confusao de onibus, cada um com um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/82541030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=82541030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82541030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82541030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/render-de-pelomenos-mais-uma-hora-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-82387689</id><published>2002-10-01T20:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T20:17:36.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>agora q postei essa velharia vim escrever um pouco sobre pessoas :oD HAHAHAHnum gosta do que eu escrevo nem continue lendo pq vai ser um pé ...1- Lavagem de roupa suja.  As pessoas insistem em lavar roupa suja em publico, economizar saliva desse jeito só da dor de cabeça, mas mesmo assim as pessoas precisam disso pra se sentirem mais que as outras.2- Relatividade da superioridade humana. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/82387689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3030819&amp;postID=82387689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82387689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82387689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/2002/10/agora-q-postei-essa-velharia-vim.html' title=''/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-82386784</id><published>2002-10-01T19:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T19:56:30.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post q escrevi semana passada ... Não gosto da maioria dos filmes de guerra, pq em geral eles são apelões, pegam a vida de um cidadão e põem nela o peso de toda a guerra, os filmes de guerra mostram o drama pessoal de um personagem aleatorio, amplificado pelos horrores da guerra, como diz o M nesses filmes não tem "peitões" ... pq nem tem onde encaixar essas coisas(obs: o "M" não diz isso sobre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/82386784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82386784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/82386784'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-81822231</id><published>2002-09-19T11:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-19T11:13:36.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TEIAS DE ARANHA :o-hj eu ia falar do kanekalili mas resolvi fazer uma teia de aranhas e agora num tenho tempo de postar :oP HAHAHAH</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/81822231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/81822231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/81822231'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-81212894</id><published>2002-09-05T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-05T21:47:19.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>esses dias to redescobrindo o quento eu posso trabalhar... minha memoria atrapalha um pouquinho mas nem é tanto assim :o))eu comecei a escrever esse post e apareceu um trabalho super demorado poraki :oP droga ... como eu ia dizendo ando me surpreendendo com o quanto eu posso trabalhar :oP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/81212894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/81212894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/81212894'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80918626</id><published>2002-08-30T11:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T11:53:09.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e o hpg comeu minha imagenzinha ai de cima  :o(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80918626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80918626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80918626'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80918457</id><published>2002-08-30T11:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T11:49:35.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a Galla (meu amor) me deu o codigo pra por coments aqui nessa bagunça e funcionou tudo direitinho :o) BRIGADO AMOR :o*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80918457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80918457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80918457'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80846216</id><published>2002-08-28T20:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-28T20:54:06.223-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHHHHH eu tenho tanta coisa pra escrever aqui :o) fora a minha listinha de 3(ou 4) posts atras :o) eu  queria contar q esse findi eu fui passar um dia em Sao Carlus na casa do meu irmao e foi uma experiencia completamente nova ... não que seja a primeira vez q eu faço isso mas é a primeira vez q eu gostei de ir para la, eu brinquei com meus sobrinhos, andei de patinete e pulei amarelinha .... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80846216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80846216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80846216'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80575391</id><published>2002-08-22T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T14:13:24.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se vc tem um macintosh anote ai:01 - Nunca confie na Telefonica.-&gt; Nunca instale o cd do Speedy. -&gt; SEMPRE peça pra eles mandarem um tecnico q SAIBA oque é um MAC.-&gt; As palavras magicas para dizer prum tecnico para fazer seu speedy funcionar são: "ROTEAR O MODEM" e "CONEXAO DHCP"02 - Nunca confie na locaweb.-&gt; Se vc ta usando o outlook com uma conta da locaweb esqueça o site de tutorial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80575391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80575391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80575391'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80495849</id><published>2002-08-20T19:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-20T20:03:55.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- Orelhas de BOI e os CACHORROSOutro dia, eu estava passeando no Pão de Açúcar, aquele bem na frente de minha casa, pegando comidinhas gostosas e um cesto de roupas(tive uma filosofica conversa com meu amorzinho sobre as diferenças entre as latas de lixo e os cestos de roupas, e por fim cheguei a conclusão que minhas roupas não são lixo, logo, eu precisaria mesmo de algo mais apropriado, tipo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80495849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80495849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80495849'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-80448881</id><published>2002-08-19T19:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T19:57:58.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tenho algumas pautas de coisas q eu fiz esse tempo q num escrevi ... as pautas são:- Orelhas de BOI e os CACHORROS.- Kaikan e Miss Kimono.- Clube da luta e sessenta reais na locadora.- Chás, Pães e Mulheres.- A Luta Pelo BOX.- Fantasias Para o Internacional.devia ter mais coisas mas nem lembro ... esquecer topicos é meio triste ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/80448881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80448881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/80448881'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-79956964</id><published>2002-08-07T20:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T20:19:50.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ps: nossa tenho pontuado cada vez menos meus posts ... por favor quem tiver bronquite vai com calma e imagina uma virgula a cada ... 3 palavras ... o texto vai continuar sem sentido mas ai ninguem passa mal por minha causa :o) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/79956964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79956964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79956964'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-79956156</id><published>2002-08-07T19:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T20:13:58.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>voltei de ferias .... mas ainda me sinto cansado :o) tah minhas ferias foram super agitadas poucas vezes fiquei sem fazer nada ... nem bloguei esses dias na verdade mexi bem pouco na internet :o) mas mexi bastante com computadores :o) revivi meu acer MMX 233 ... tah q dois dias depois ele nem quis mais ler cds mas ele ta funcionando :o) fora isso joguei War Craft 3 numa rede q o pessoal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/79956156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79956156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79956156'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-79259483</id><published>2002-07-22T12:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T12:45:14.510-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as noticias sao tristes :o- minhas ferias foram adiadas dois dias ... logo estou no trabalho :oP heheh depois escrevo mais :o) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/79259483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79259483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79259483'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-79155945</id><published>2002-07-19T14:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T14:14:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fazer um desenho nas costas da mão Despir a conciencia das dores morais Jogar uma vaca do decimo andarViajar sob a lua q varre os sertoesUma ostra chilenaUm beijo em parisSe cortasse o cabelo e mudasse o narizSe vital escrevesse a constituiçao Se eum nunca quisesse quem nunca me quisSer dois e ser dez e ainda ser umSe a vingança apagasse a dor q eu sentiSecoReto Esento(é isso mesmo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/79155945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79155945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79155945'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-79152128</id><published>2002-07-19T12:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T13:58:29.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To entrando de ferias daqui a umas horas :o) to bem feliz pq to precisando descansar, dormir muito e nao fazer nada :o) espero q das minhas duas semanas pelo menos uma semana eu só faça nada... Sabe dormir até ficar com o corpo dolorido, e depois ter um dia agradavel cochilando debaixo das cobertas com a televisão ligada ... talvez com um filminho alugado tocando no video enquanto babo no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/79152128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79152128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/79152128'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78981437</id><published>2002-07-15T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T14:56:09.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moow, outro dia, um pouco atrasado sai de casa correndo e aproveita para levar o lixo (de uma semana) para baixo, o elevador da esquerda estava um andar acima e o da direita estava no terreo. Moow chamou o da esquerda (claro), e então entrou sorridente e comprimentando a simpática velhinha que estava no elevador.-Bom dia! -Disse Moow.A velhinha, deu uma boa olhada, na figurinha com a mochila </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78981437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78981437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78981437'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78821867</id><published>2002-07-11T12:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T15:00:41.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>olha eu aqui de novo :o) chegando cedo no trabalho mas hj até agora ta tudo sossegado :o) hj foi o dia da menina q trabalha comigo sair daki só de manha :o- meu ela só saiu daqui as 8h00 eu nem acredito q eu faço isso de vez em qdo :o-hj cheguei fiz uma copia q eu precisava fazer de um filminho q eu mechi ontem :o) e vim pra net ... resolvi checar muitas das minhas contas de email e descobri q</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78821867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78821867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78821867'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78614134</id><published>2002-07-06T08:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-06T08:16:48.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A pressa é inimiga da perfeiçao... acho q a frase é essa .... to aki no trampo sabadao fazendo umas copias q eu fiz ontem mas fiz errado ... logo estou refazendo umas copias ... e nao para porai! aminha chego aqui cedo tb para fazer um trabalho ... q as pessoas provavelmente só vao mexer na segunda mas querm para amanha as 18h00 ... é isso ai :o)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78614134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78614134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78614134'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78566988</id><published>2002-07-04T21:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-04T21:57:33.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acabo de confirmar q só eu num consigo entrar no site da mtv :o( mas tudo bem era por causa de um joguinho ridiculo mesmo (e que eu nem queria jogar ... tah :oP ):o)Tenho uma historinha legal q eu vou querer me lembrar daqui a algum tempo :o) ela era mais ou menos assim ...  Moow estava no trabalho, bundando enquanto esperava alguma coisa ou um render ou uma confirmação. Era uma hora ruim para</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78566988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78566988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78566988'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78245302</id><published>2002-06-26T20:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-26T21:03:12.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>só impressão minha ou o site da MTV ta fora do ar? eu to faz uns 3 dias tentando entrar la pra encontrar um joguinho q eu joguei lá outro dia e o site num carrega ... q merd :o( aproposito ontem fui de taxi pra casa :o) esses dias q eu andei muito de taxi eu fui desenvolvedo uma certa habilidade em conversar com os taxistas ... sim eles sempre falam das mesmas coisas :o) num sei se ja contei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78245302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78245302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78245302'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78200951</id><published>2002-06-25T21:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T21:51:25.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>absurdo nenhum site de informação(q eu julgava descente até agora)diz se os onibus voltaram a rodar ... desde a tarde a greve acabou e nenhum site diz se os onibus estao rodando ...  ridiculo isso e num tem nenhum onibus passando na rua ... la vou eu pra casa de lotação ... bost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78200951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78200951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78200951'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78157493</id><published>2002-06-24T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T22:42:02.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu me pergunto porque as pessoas q fazem as filmagem pensam q é só filmar o produto num fundo verde q a pos produçao se vira? meu ninguem disse pra eles q o produto e o fundo tem q estar muito bem iluminados? q quanto menos coisas aparecerem é melhor para o recorte? alem de ficar mais facil de recortar a imagem fica melhor ... ah eu odeio recortar filmes com pseudo cromakeys eu ja podia estar em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78157493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78157493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78157493'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78143673</id><published>2002-06-24T16:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T16:13:23.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tah confirmado minha mae vai se mudar ... ela vai para uma casa menor e só poderá levar 2 de seus 6 cachorros, acho q ela vai ficar triste nas primeiras semanas mas ela vai morar a um quarteirao do meu irmao ... vai ser um pouco chato ... eu num vou mais chegar em mogi e ir pra casa onde eu passei minha vida toda e ligaram hj pra mim pra perguntar com oq eu queria ficar ... se eu queria alguns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78143673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78143673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78143673'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78035433</id><published>2002-06-21T15:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T15:35:43.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu contei q outro dia um amigo meu voltou de portugal? ele tinha ido para portugal com o pai e com o irmao para tentar jogar futebol por la :o) ai ele ficou uns oito meses(to chutando e confiando na minha memoria[coisa q nao se deve fazer]) por la trabalhando de pedreiro, ele foi pra la na mesma epoca q o euro tava sendo implantado, ele contou q ele sempre olhava as moedas de todos q moravam na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78035433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78035433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78035433'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-78033067</id><published>2002-06-21T14:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T14:37:08.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ja comentei o quanto odeio cortar o cabelo? bem é isso ... foi uma das vezes menos traumatizantes da minha vida mas mesmo assim foi incomodo ... paguei deiz reau ... parece um lugar legal para se cortar o cabelo onde eu fui hj ...  ganhei lavagem de cabelo, massagem na cabeça e nos ombros um corte bacaninha e ainda por cima depois enchaguaram pra tirar os fiozinhos do resto da cabeça ... nunca vi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/78033067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78033067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/78033067'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-77909694</id><published>2002-06-18T20:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T20:20:31.570-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tantos dias sem aparecer HEHEHE bem ... em resumo ... meu dinheiro esta no fim e o mes ainda esta no meio :o)passei uma noite inteira fazendo copias de uns comerciais ... e o media(computador onde eu faço isso) sempre tem q dar pau na minha mao, fora isso tudo em paz :o) eu recuperei o joguinho de fazer parques de diversao q tava perdido no carro da minha mae e tenho me divertido muiiito com ele</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/77909694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77909694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77909694'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-77677763</id><published>2002-06-12T22:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T22:29:24.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sabe o dia em q nada da certo? sabe qdo vc dorme em cima do despertador e perde metade de um dia q ja seria corrido? o onibus demorar muito mais tempo q o de costume? ter transito no caminho todo menos onde geralmente tem? chegar atrasado e ter uma reclamaçao de um trabalho q vc fez ontem te esperando? passar o dia tentando fazer uma coisa e essa num quer dar certo nem a pau ? e o melhhor. num </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/77677763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77677763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77677763'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-77480389</id><published>2002-06-07T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-07T20:43:26.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deus está de férias ... e o seu sucessor num tem a pratica q o zé tem, mas isso num tem muita importancia pois nenhum dos dois fazem nada :oDesses dias andei de carona com o Ramon, e ele tem LUVAS no porta-luvas do carro dele ... num é fantastico? ensinei ele a fazer um nozinho em linha q da pra fazer pulseirinhas ... se vc o encontrar, olhe para o pulso dele e elogie a pulseira dele, e logo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/77480389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77480389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77480389'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030819.post-77306060</id><published>2002-06-03T19:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T19:56:50.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu nao trabalhei no feriado logo fui na festança do ninja :oDtinha muita gente la :o) vou escrever quem eu lembro ...Moow, Galla, Ninja, Keka, LARA*, Lorena*,Alis, EDI, Bia, Rafael (namorado da bia), LOBO, Bloody, Vampirão, Old, Jane, Clark entre outrois convidados muito chiques, os pratos foram os mais variados e refinados do mundo ... entre eles as bolinhas de queijo assassinas da Keka, e os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moow.blogspot.com/feeds/77306060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77306060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030819/posts/default/77306060'/><author><name>Moow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JePrQPWzeUQ/SMPg883aZxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exmaxjItGQk/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
