<?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-27284108</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:07:57.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why not?</title><subtitle type='html'>Desde quando tudo ficou tão difícil?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27284108.post-114641864707780923</id><published>2006-04-30T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:37:27.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/ceu%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/200/ceu%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque o tempo passa e continuamos parados.&lt;br /&gt;Para que o mundo dê um pause e eu possa ficar suspensa no ar, sonhando sozinha nem nem ao menos precisar levantar.&lt;br /&gt;É isto o que eu quero.&lt;br /&gt;E tomara que seja isto que eu consiga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27284108-114641864707780923?l=get-over-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114641864707780923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27284108&amp;postID=114641864707780923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114641864707780923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114641864707780923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/porque-o-tempo-passa-e-continuamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27284108.post-114640098537141300</id><published>2006-04-30T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T05:44:29.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/aca%5B1%5D.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/320/aca%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; O tédio no domingo é algo irracional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27284108-114640098537141300?l=get-over-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114640098537141300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27284108&amp;postID=114640098537141300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114640098537141300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114640098537141300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-tdio-no-domingo-algo-irracional.html' title=''/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27284108.post-114640072173250245</id><published>2006-04-30T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T05:38:41.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo é sempre o dia</title><content type='html'>Ninguém mandou.&lt;br /&gt;Começaram a odiar o domingo. Alguém desconhecido, num tempo não determinado... e o resultado disto é que domingo é o dia mais odiado por todos.&lt;br /&gt;Só perde talvez para a segunda-feira. Embora tenha adeptos fervorosos do movimento 'morte ao domingo' que discordem desta afirmação.&lt;br /&gt;Décadas de conhecimento repassado de geração para geração.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendíamos com nossos pais a ler, a conhecer as cores, a andar de bicicleta e a odiar o domingo.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, vinte anos depois de ter sido instruída da face maléfica deste dia, me encontro na beira de um ataque de rebeldia.&lt;br /&gt;Porque devo odiar este dia? Na minha concepção há dias bem piores- sem contar a segunda-feira. O que me dizer da quinta? Quinta é um suplício sem fim na minha vida... e quarta? Terça então?&lt;br /&gt;Não, o domingo vem sofrendo calado, sendo vítima de injustiças mil.&lt;br /&gt;É por isto que resolvi elaborar uma lista das coisas boas que só ocorrem no domingo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01- você pode acordar o mais tarde (eu sei que é fraca, mas não deixa de ser real)&lt;br /&gt;02- Comer macarrão com frango assado e uma cristalina&lt;br /&gt; 03- Deitar no sofá durante a tarde e ficar parada, pensando na morte da bezerra.&lt;br /&gt;04- Ouvir a música que você quiser, na alutura que você quiser. Afinal, já está na hora de dar o troco naquele seu vizinho sem noção que escuta Edson e Udson o dia todo.&lt;br /&gt;05-  Você ainda pode fechar a sua noite com cave de ouro, assistindo Fntástico. Ou Faustão. Ou futebol à tarde....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera um pouco... acho que meus pais não estavam completamente enganados quanto ao domingo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27284108-114640072173250245?l=get-over-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114640072173250245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27284108&amp;postID=114640072173250245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114640072173250245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114640072173250245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/domingo-sempre-o-dia.html' title='Domingo é sempre o dia'/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27284108.post-114639919349866866</id><published>2006-04-30T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:25:39.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B91%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/320/images%5B91%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ao menos as coisas fossem simples... Os homens as fariam complicadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27284108-114639919349866866?l=get-over-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114639919349866866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27284108&amp;postID=114639919349866866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114639919349866866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114639919349866866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/se-ao-menos-as-coisas-fossem-simples.html' title=''/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27284108.post-114634099567958676</id><published>2006-04-29T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T13:03:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É, pois é</title><content type='html'>Vou começar um blog.&lt;br /&gt;Porque?&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente porque me deu vontade. E foi fácil. Um simples ligar o computador, seguindo algumas instruções e agora eu tenho o meu próprio 'diário eletrônico'.&lt;br /&gt;Não que pense que alguém se interesse. Nem mesmo sei se me interesso. Talvez descubra que isto não passou de uma tremenda perda de tempo e resolva que estou melhor sem ele.&lt;br /&gt;Até lá, me reservo o direito de escrever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27284108-114634099567958676?l=get-over-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/feeds/114634099567958676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27284108&amp;postID=114634099567958676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114634099567958676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27284108/posts/default/114634099567958676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://get-over-me.blogspot.com/2006/04/pois.html' title='É, pois é'/><author><name>Claps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637000723550805197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5145/2867/1600/images%5B38%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
