<?xml version='1.0' encoding='windows-1252'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 00:56:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>life is a long song</title><description/><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/index.php</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2918</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-334868969552999281</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-26T21:56:51.591-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amigo me aplicou o programa 15 Minutos da MTV. E além de aplicar ele me lembra de assistir todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena. Os caras (Marcelo Adnet e Kiabo) são comédias.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_26.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-6638934967697777662</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 00:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-22T22:09:07.263-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não tô apaixonada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IkWv4Av3daw"&gt;Juro.&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_22.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-416238023977448303</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-19T23:15:34.278-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lista das 4 coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi da &lt;a href="http://cafecomprosa.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Lulu&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro empregos que já tive:&lt;br /&gt;- assessora de imprensa&lt;br /&gt;- professora de webjornalismo&lt;br /&gt;- editora de portal web&lt;br /&gt;- diretora de agência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro filmes que assisto sempre que passam:&lt;br /&gt;- O Amor não tira férias;&lt;br /&gt;- Simplesmente Amor;&lt;br /&gt;- Um Lugar Chamado Nothing Hill&lt;br /&gt;- Grande Menina, Pequena Mulher&lt;br /&gt;(e muitos outros do Telecine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro lugares que já morei:&lt;br /&gt;- Bairro Carlos Prates, BH.&lt;br /&gt;- Bairo Jardins, SP.&lt;br /&gt;- Centro, Passos, MG.&lt;br /&gt;- Brighton, UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro programas que vejo na TV:&lt;br /&gt;- Grey's Anatomy, SONY&lt;br /&gt;- 15 Minutos, MTV&lt;br /&gt;- Saia Justa, GNT&lt;br /&gt;- Novelas, GLOBO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro pessoas que me mandam e-mail regularmente:&lt;br /&gt;- Hely&lt;br /&gt;- Minha família&lt;br /&gt;- o SPAM&lt;br /&gt;- clientes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro coisas que você faz todos os dias:&lt;br /&gt;- Acordo e durmo&lt;br /&gt;- Tomo banho e escovo os dentes&lt;br /&gt;- Tomo remédios e vitaminas&lt;br /&gt;- Espero que amanhã seja um dia BEM melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comidas que gosto:&lt;br /&gt;- Strogonoff&lt;br /&gt;- Pipoca&lt;br /&gt;- Nutry de Pavê de Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- Arroz, feijão, tomate e bife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro lugares que gostaria de estar:&lt;br /&gt;- Londres&lt;br /&gt;- NY&lt;br /&gt;- Dublin&lt;br /&gt;- São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro blogueiros que indico para dar continuidade a este Meme:&lt;br /&gt;- Frau&lt;br /&gt;- Rita&lt;br /&gt;- Julie&lt;br /&gt;- Paola</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_7069.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-5455066426847604549</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-19T22:10:56.252-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy, candy, candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistindo Top Top (MTV) on-line e lembrando que eu A-MO essa música: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M4v4DXLqm48" target="_blank"&gt;Candy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rainy afternoon In 1990&lt;br /&gt;The big city...geez, it's been 20 years!&lt;br /&gt;Candy,&lt;br /&gt;You were so fine&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, beautiful girl from the north&lt;br /&gt;You burned my heart with a flickering torch&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream that no one else could see&lt;br /&gt;You gave me love for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;All my life you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy&lt;br /&gt;Candy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well it hurt me real bad when you left&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you got out&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I've had a hole in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to fake it&lt;br /&gt;And just smile along&lt;br /&gt;Down on the street&lt;br /&gt;Those men are all the same&lt;br /&gt;I need a love&lt;br /&gt;Not games&lt;br /&gt;Not games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;All my life you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy&lt;br /&gt;I know baby&lt;br /&gt;Candy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;All my life you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;Candy candy candy&lt;br /&gt;life is crazy&lt;br /&gt;Candy baby (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;Candy Candy Candy I can't let you go...</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_19.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-1441563534305611914</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T21:02:17.329-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabonete líquido de champanhe com &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;morangos&lt;/span&gt;, esfoliante de &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maracujá&lt;/span&gt;, pós shapoo de &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maçã&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vou começar de novo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;salada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabonete líquido de champanhe...</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_18.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-828029547973136282</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 08:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-16T05:21:28.014-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouro do brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de repente você chega em casa às 5 da manhã, liga a TV e acompanha um &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;replay&lt;/span&gt; da prova de natação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com o chato do Galvão Bueno dando pití e o &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;comentarista&lt;/span&gt; Gustavo Borges sem saber o que dizer, é emocionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É... brasileiro não desiste nunca...</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_16.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-7053617747570690055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-15T20:15:33.187-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia dos solteiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei de onde tiraram isso, mas dizem que hoje é o Dia dos Solteiros. Aê!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E achei essa &lt;a href="http://carapuceiro.zip.net/arch2008-08-10_2008-08-16.html#2008_08-14_15_37_01-7044783-0" target="_blank"&gt;crônica sensacional&lt;/a&gt; do Xico Sá no Uol.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_15.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-7842523326926566774</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-05T16:11:16.848-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little sister's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou perder minha irmã, vou responder mil vezes "e você? quando casa?", vou ficar pra tia, mas ter um banheiro só pra mim, com todos os meus cosméticos só pra mim e &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sem cueca de cunhado no chão&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vai ser bom demais!!!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_5176.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-3101518167125296444</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-05T14:44:28.603-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain &amp; shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto no &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marysee"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; o assunto é a chuva, não páro de ouvir Shine e de pensar como será bom se Cyndi Lauper realmente aparecer em BH...</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_3949.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-1864144272174455606</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-05T14:39:59.785-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine I'll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Don't try and push me away&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm just gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;You can shine I won't deny you&lt;br /&gt;And don't be afraid it'll all be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know my name&lt;br /&gt;Well I ain't gonna take&lt;br /&gt;that big time line&lt;br /&gt;won't be beat by a lie&lt;br /&gt;Gonna call out to these embers&lt;br /&gt;waiting to ignite&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pull you up&lt;br /&gt;By your love, by your love&lt;br /&gt;and tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine I'll stand by you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the frown you wear&lt;br /&gt;All around like some faded crown&lt;br /&gt;Like a watch over wound&lt;br /&gt;Gonna call down to this diamond&lt;br /&gt;buried underground&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pull you up&lt;br /&gt;by your love, by your love&lt;br /&gt;and tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's said and done&lt;br /&gt;What you need will come&lt;br /&gt;and time won't let me&lt;br /&gt;Let you let me waste it this time&lt;br /&gt;shine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cyndi Lauper)</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_05.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-3514168432366821371</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-02T21:06:39.047-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rave do pijama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem eu e &lt;a href="http://godonlyknows.blogger.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt; fofocamos até 3 a.m. Nem vimos filme, nem seriado, nem nada. Também nem dormimos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happens. Obrigada pela companhia.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post_02.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-8006545656423437769</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 00:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-02T21:03:10.705-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic nic delivery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis que no meio da tarde Hely, Pierre, Bruninho, Lu, Dani e Renée adentram minha residência cantando "tá caindo fulô" e munidos de todo o aparato para um pic nic moderno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, people! A tarde de sábado foi bem mais divertida com vocês!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/08/blog-post.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-4166684467798752450</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-30T08:56:08.752-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 no 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thank you for being so patient with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been weaker than I ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alone Apart&lt;/span&gt;, Glen Hansard &amp; Marketa Irglova)</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_6387.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-3566947226024818908</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-30T08:49:15.872-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repouso fashion week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirei o pijama rosinha. Coloquei uma roupa justa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo de meias de dedinhos e chinelo de pano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendências da próxima estação: vestidos novos e baladas.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_30.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-8378462690694691825</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T14:37:09.885-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engano bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;_ Eu queria falar com a Carla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Não tem nenhuma Carla aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutos depois uma voz conhecida me desafia a adivinhar &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;quem fala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula. Uma amigona de baladas, farras e muita aprontação. De viagens a Ouro Preto, de armações de coisas que só eu sei dela e só ela sabe de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ela tá casadíssima com uma filha linda. E eu... Bom, eu continuo no &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rock'n'roll&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_373.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-1210381764532052549</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 17:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T14:31:57.501-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bons tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"é canja! é canja! é canja de galinha!&lt;br /&gt;arranja outro time pra jogar na nossa linha!"&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_29.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-3492368676164233391</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-27T16:53:32.306-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://totheoneilove.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;this is dedicated to the one i love L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBDbUVXXp-U" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone Else But You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a part time lover and a full time friend&lt;br /&gt;The monkey on you're back is the latest trend&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the church and here is the steeple&lt;br /&gt;We sure are cute for two ugly people&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me&lt;br /&gt;So why can't, you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find my nitch in your car&lt;br /&gt;With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu du&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up up down down left right left right B A start&lt;br /&gt;Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always trying to keep it real&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have shiny happy fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;You want more fans, I want more stage&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Quixote was a steel driving man&lt;br /&gt;My name is Adam I'm your biggest fan&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squinched up your face and did a dance&lt;br /&gt;You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu du&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Moldy Peaches)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_4483.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-4159161197949844562</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 19:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-27T16:24:22.220-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;notas de uma enferma enclausurada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Estou com saudades do hospital. Lá sempre tinha alguém pra mim e quando não tinha eu tinha a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;certeza&lt;/span&gt; de que alguém estava pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O astral das enfermeiras é muito bom. Não sei como conseguem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juno me convenceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É ótimo terminar de ver o filme apaixonada com a trilha e já tê-la baixada no PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Adoro esse blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Adoro as pessoas que têm feito esse momento menos hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quero desesperadamente apertar meu cachorro e não posso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quero a bolsa da Hering. Até sonhei com isso essa noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quero o kit Royalty do Boticário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tô muito "querona".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vou ouvir Juno Soundtrack agora.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post_27.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-4666015917911024197</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-25T13:41:28.792-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de uma semana no hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ferrei!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pulei a janela do quarto do hospital pra tomar um sol. A janela é baixa e do lado de fora tem um sol sensacional da manhã que não entra no quarto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Júnia colocou a cadeira do lado de fora, colocamos a escadinha da cama do lado de dentro que é mais alto. Subi, sentei no parapeito, passei a perna e estava do outro lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trilha sonora era a banda &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Señor Coconut and his Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;, uns latinos com umas regravações sensacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomei sol e café da manhã. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liguei pra minha mãe super feliz e contei, super inocentemente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela ficou apavorada e nem tinha acreditado. Ligou pro meu pai, que ta trabalhando em SP, e deu um escândalo (nessa parte ela ainda não tinha acreditado, ela deu o escândalo só porque eu disse que tinha pulado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela chegou com meu almoço nutritivo (fígado com brócolis) pedi que a Júnia mostrasse as fotos pra ela. Pra quê? A mulher ficou verde, roxa, vermelha, amarela. Quase começou a chorar. Saiu do quarto e disse que ia ligar pro meu pai pra dizer que eu tinha ficado realmente doida.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me xingou toda e saiu pra resolver as coisas dela. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou aqui... esperando pela volta da onça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/07/blog-post.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-7972642223039509490</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-19T10:12:09.011-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunga jumento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que não gastei meu rico dinheirinho pra ir naquele jogo!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/06/blog-post_19.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-8662525973470877967</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-18T09:56:19.826-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;futebol arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o jogo hoje? Algum lugar bacana pra assistir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô lembrando do nosso grito na Copa: "Brasil, Brasil: HEY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cachorrinho Rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai Kaká! Vai Zé Roberto!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/06/blog-post_18.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-200426550914110012</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-18T09:34:27.132-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em BH, 16º. A-do-ro!</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/06/blog-post.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-9047704571965869904</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-07T09:09:03.716-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;webcantadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A melhor de todos os tempos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Como faço pra "ler o seu about"?</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/05/blog-post_07.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-6291258736969456406</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 13:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-05T10:04:02.813-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;café e amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as pessoas se doarem em xícaras de café, ou em goles de vinho ou na dança das taças de champagne trocadas, eu ainda vou acreditar no amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://claudiopastor.blogspot.com/2008/05/um-caf-por-favor.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cláudio Pastor&lt;/a&gt;)</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/05/blog-post_05.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909538.post-7817073123094601779</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-05T09:56:44.519-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>*.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;muere lentamente &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="red"&gt; (this is dedicated to RP people) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente quien no viaja, &lt;br /&gt;Quien no lee,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no escucha música,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no halla encanto en sí mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Quien destruye su amor propio,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no se deja ayudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito,&lt;br /&gt;Repitiendo todos los días los mismos senderos,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no cambia de rutina,&lt;br /&gt;No se arriesga a vestir un nuevo color&lt;br /&gt;O no conversa con quien desconoce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Quien evita una pasión&lt;br /&gt;Y su remolino de emociones,&lt;br /&gt;Aquellas que rescatan el brillo de los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y los corazones decaídos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Quien no cambia la vida cuando está insatisfecho&lt;br /&gt;Con su trabajo, o su amor,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no arriesga lo seguro por lo incierto&lt;br /&gt;Para ir tras de un sueño,&lt;br /&gt;Quien no se permite,&lt;br /&gt;Por lo menos una vez en la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Huir de los consejos sensatos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive hoy!&lt;br /&gt;Arriesga hoy!&lt;br /&gt;Haz hoy!&lt;br /&gt;No te dejes morir lentamente!&lt;br /&gt;No te olvides de ser feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pablo Neruda)</description><link>http://www.cafecombytes.com/catarina/2008/05/blog-post.php</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Maria Catarina)</author></item></channel></rss>