<?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-5479514</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:43:31.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu quarto Ã© uma estaÃ§Ã£o de metro.</title><subtitle type='html'>Porque Ã© que isto se chama blog? parece que estÃ¡ alguÃ©m a vomitar... blooogggggg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quartometro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quartometro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Desembestado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855367492423131444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479514.post-105596733697689270</id><published>2003-06-18T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T13:15:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loucas louças pernoitam a doçura do meu coração. tenho sonhos doidos. desvairados. moralmente condenados. natórios.&lt;br /&gt; e não há meio de saber de que sou feito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aparte disso tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. hoje mais um gajo que ficou preso nas portas. utilizou o estratagema do colar-se a um tipo q passou. e plonf! trilhou mas passou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.2 - touca. almofariz. spleen da tardita. &lt;strong&gt;tagus&lt;/strong&gt;iei-me. sucesso evidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479514-105596733697689270?l=quartometro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105596733697689270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105596733697689270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quartometro.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105596733697689270' title=''/><author><name>Desembestado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855367492423131444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479514.post-105579891588819556</id><published>2003-06-16T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T14:28:35.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje, chegando ao metro, transformei-me numa minhoca. mal entrei, lento e cambaleante ofereceram-me lugar prontamente. tanto para a espera, como para o respectivo locomotivo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ser minhoca é fixe. deixa-se gosma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps2. os espertinhos andam a mudar os sítios das entradas abertas de modos que a malta tem de andar à procura da santa portinhola e está mal! está mal! cabrões sempre a ver se nos despistam. lisboa viva o caralho. lisboa borla. lisborla. lisburla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479514-105579891588819556?l=quartometro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105579891588819556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105579891588819556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quartometro.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105579891588819556' title=''/><author><name>Desembestado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855367492423131444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479514.post-105562098435754652</id><published>2003-06-14T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T13:03:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>humm...isto funciona? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479514-105562098435754652?l=quartometro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105562098435754652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479514/posts/default/105562098435754652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quartometro.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105562098435754652' title=''/><author><name>Desembestado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855367492423131444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
