<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2024 08:31:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Lema</category><category>Les</category><category>Loma</category><category>Amigos</category><category>Casa de Lema y Loma</category><category>Len</category><category>Cama</category><category>Challenge accepted</category><category>Dormir</category><category>Lita</category><category>books</category><category>Friends</category><category>Pizzas</category><category>Sleep</category><category>Zeta</category><category>bienvenida</category><category>cena</category><category>gorroneo</category><category>libros</category><category>metro</category><category>música</category><category>receta</category><category>welcome</category><title>Las Ele(gida)s</title><description>6 humanoides en peligro de extinción... que decidieron escribir un blog</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-665653682843317334</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 23:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-22T08:01:40.665-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">libros</category><title>Kiki Stryke: inside the shadow city</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.bloomsbury.com/images/Books/medium/9780747589624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.bloomsbury.com/images/Books/medium/9780747589624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of Laseles like reading, and we would like to share some of those enjoyable books and not so known. Let's start with our first book review.&lt;br /&gt;
This is Lema's favourite book of all the ones she's read so far, even more than Harry Potter and that's a merit on itself.&lt;br /&gt;
But let's start with the first book review from Laseles:&lt;br /&gt;
Kiki Strike, inside the shadow city is the first book of a series that follows the adventures of a group of teenagers and their not so typical adventures.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Life will never be the same for Ananka Fishbein after she ventures into an enormous sinkhole near her New York City apartment. A million rats, delinquent Girl Scouts out for revenge, and a secret city below the streets of Manhattan combine in this remarkable novel about a darker side of New York City you have only just begun to know about…'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The story is told bu Ananka, what would typically be classified as a bookworm. What can she do if her parents collect so many books at their house that &amp;nbsp;would make any library jealous? When she is 12 years old discovers a secret passage to an undergound forgotten series of tunels that go all around Manhattan. And she is not the only one; a little pale girl called Kikie Strike also was there. Together and with the other Irregulars, a group of exgirl-scouts with out of the ordinary abilities, will explore the misteries of the shadow city.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1316730174l/187753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1316730174l/187753.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a short introduction but sincerly, I've skiped the 95% of the story. I don't want to make spoilers and take away the pleasure of discovering what it's really going on. &amp;nbsp;This book is so special and unique thanks to its inteligent humour, that differentiates it from the rest of emo teenager books that Twhilight has put into fashion. &amp;nbsp;The Irregulars come as a much needed fresh air to teenager books.Enjoing the out of normal characters, their evolution, etc. Everything is written perfectly by &amp;nbsp;Kirsten Miller, the author of such an amazing book and a very curious and interesting person in itself.&amp;nbsp;Kikie Stryke is oriented to a female teenage reader but, really, anyone will enjoy and have fun with the adventures of the Irregulars.&lt;br /&gt;
Unfortunately, in Spain it has become a great challenge to find this book in any book shelf anymore. In the United States on the other hand, the fans of the series will be able to enjoy the third book &amp;nbsp;in no time. Let's see if people start here with the Kikie Stryke mania soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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For more information on the series:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.kikistrike.com/"&gt;http://www.kikistrike.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For buying the book and finding more reviews on this book:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/187753.Inside_the_Shadow_City"&gt;http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/187753.Inside_the_Shadow_City&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2012/02/kikie-stryke-shadow-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-5557494318192960245</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 09:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-16T01:11:01.535-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">música</category><title/><description>Seguimos con&amp;nbsp;vídeos&amp;nbsp;interesantes. Este es el doodle que Google dedicó a Freddie Mercury el día que&amp;nbsp;hubiese sido su cumpleaños. El vídeo apareció hace ya un tiempo, el 5 de septiembre de 2011, pero sigue siendo tan rememorable como el primer día. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/KX2BQM0D01M?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2012/02/seguimos-con-este-es-el-doodle-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-3795331138535563846</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 22:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-09T14:13:12.501-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><title/><description>Books, tea, and some &lt;a href="http://www.cutoutandkeep.net/projects/nutella-cookies-2"&gt;rainbow cake&lt;/a&gt; (or maybe &lt;a href="http://www.cutoutandkeep.net/projects/nutella-cookies-2"&gt;chocolate cookies&lt;/a&gt;) and dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/35404908"&gt;The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/moonbot"&gt;Moonbot Studios&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Swallows marauding from the book to the sky. Words woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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This might not be an usual entry for us. Just watched this video today and called my atention. I am quite inspired now, maybe I will upload my draws some day.&lt;br /&gt;
Hope you like it.</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2012/02/books-tea-and-some-rainbow-cake-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-7217366926103722295</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 19:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T11:12:22.457-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Casa de Lema y Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cena</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dormir</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gorroneo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><title>Una sola noche/ Just one night</title><description>Esta vez sí. Ni 5 noches ni una semana, solo una. Y mucho chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
No estaba dentro de mis planes volver a gorronear hasta marzo. Pero surgió. Y ya se sabe, una cosa llevó a otra y al final acabé dándome cuenta de que era por la noche y volvía a quedarme a dormir a casa de Lema, Loma y su compi. Así que acabamos cenando mientras hablábamos de My Little Pony (aclararé: es la nueva afición de Lema, así celebra sus 19 años). Sí, tan horriblemente pasteloso (especialmente comparando con nuestros desayunos hablando sobre Jack el destripador, Manson y otros asesinos en serie) como parece.&lt;br /&gt;
Pero, de nuevo, las indirectas ejem-Les,gorrona-ejem, acabaron haciéndome sentir un poco culpable. En fin, os lo pagaré con donuts, chicas, lo prometo. : )</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2012/02/una-sola-noche-just-one-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-5774781325165397258</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T05:06:17.313-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Challenge accepted</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">receta</category><title>Pastel de queso al limón / Lemon cheesecake</title><description>Aquí presentamos la receta de uno de los mayores pecados capitales.&amp;nbsp;Estáis&amp;nbsp;avisados, el pastel de queso no está hecho para quién quiera estar a dieta. Eso sí, está buenísimo y se hace enseguida.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Para la masa:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1 1/2 una taza y media de galletas maría molidas. Esto son unas 15 galletas.&lt;br /&gt;
5 cucharadas de azúcar&lt;br /&gt;
5 cucharadas de mantequilla&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Para el relleno:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
500g de queso fresco; entiéndase queso estilo philadelphia o parecido.&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 taza de azúcar&lt;br /&gt;
1 cucharadita de &amp;nbsp;vainilla o&amp;nbsp;azúcar avainillado si no se tiene vainilla.&lt;br /&gt;
1 taza de gelatina de limón&lt;br /&gt;
1 taza de nata montada. Si ésta ya lleva azúcar, no se añade azúcar al relleno.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Preparación:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Se pone a hervir una taza de agua donde se echará la gelatina cuando hierva. Se deja enfriar.&lt;br /&gt;
Mientras, se enciende el horno a 175º. Se trituran las galletas.&amp;nbsp;Se pueden triturar con uno de los accesorios de una minipimer o parecido para que quede muy finito.&lt;br /&gt;
Se mezclan las galletas con el azúcar y la mantequilla. Si hace falta se le añade un pelín más de mantequilla para conseguir que se haga una bola si se presiona la masa. Se &amp;nbsp; pone en el molde sin extender y se pone en el horno &amp;nbsp;3 minutos para que la mantequilla se derrita y se pueda&amp;nbsp;extender&amp;nbsp;más&amp;nbsp;fácilmente. Se saca del horno, se extiende la masa y se vuelve a hornear durante 5 minutos más.&lt;br /&gt;
Cuando se saca del horno, con una cuchara se aplasta la masa por los bordes para evitar que se escape el relleno. Reservar.&lt;br /&gt;
Para el relleno, se mezcla el queso, el azúcar y la vainilla. Cuando esté bien mezclado,&amp;nbsp;montamos la nata y&amp;nbsp;añadimos la gelatina aún líquida. Por último, se mezcla la nata. Se sirve en el molde encima de la masa de galletas y a la nevera. En un par de horas, cuando haya endurecido, se saca del molde y listo.&lt;br /&gt;
También queda delicioso con mermelada de cualquier fruta del bosque, especialmente de&amp;nbsp;arándanos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Here we have the recipie of one of the greatest sins. We have warned you, this is not recomended for people going on a diet. Nevertheless, it is delicious and really easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Base:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1 1/2 cups of maría style coockies. These are around 15 coockies.&lt;br /&gt;
5 sp. (spoons) of sugar&lt;br /&gt;
5 sp. of butter&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Filling:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
500g of fresh cheese, meaning philadelphia style spreading cheese.&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 sp. of sugar&lt;br /&gt;
1 t.sp. (tablespoon) of vanilla or vanilla flavoured sugar&lt;br /&gt;
1 cup of lemon jelly&lt;br /&gt;
1 cup of whipped cream. If it has already sugar on it, we do not add sugar to the filling.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Recipie:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We voil a cup of water. we add the jelly, disolve it and let it cool down.&lt;br /&gt;
Heat the oven up to175º. Meanwhile we pulverize the coockies with a blender topulverize them.&lt;br /&gt;
Mix the coockies with the butter and sugar. If needed add a little bit more of butter until you can make a ball of the mixture by presing it togheter. Now, put it into the backing tin and into the oven for 3 minutes. Take it out to extend the base. &amp;nbsp;Let it in the oven for 5 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
When we take it out of the oven, we press the base on the sizes with a spoon, be aware of burning yourself, as to not let the filling out. Let aside.&lt;br /&gt;
For the filling, we mix togheter the cheese, sugar and vanilla. When it becomes an homogenious mix, whip the cream, add the jelly, mix it and lastly, add the whipped cream. The only thing left is pouring the filling on top of the base in the baking tin and let it cool downo inside the fridge.&amp;nbsp;Around 2 hours later it will be ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
This is also delicious with any berry jam on top, specially the blueberry's one</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2012/01/pastel-de-queso-al-limon-lemon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-4983146715274860608</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2011 21:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-13T13:05:58.020-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Len</category><title>New Superstition Person</title><description>I normally didint believe in Martes 13, pero hoy justo HOY cae ese dia y no se si era coincidence or if it really was bad luck...&lt;br /&gt;
so empezamos con el hecho de que no encuentro mi abono. Add to that the fact that I messed up my things and left a pig sty when I left my house still not being able to find it. As I was searching for el abono i misplaced my cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;
I walk fast to the subway arriving just in time (sadly that was the highlight of my morning) Also when i arrived to Sol I walk up the stairs only to realize that there was a bleepin escalator. Completly out of breath I arrie to the entrance of the Train or RENFE, there I see the timetable only to find out my train is there and because i dont have my abono tengo que comprarme el ticket que me obliga a perder el tren.&lt;br /&gt;
The only thing allowing me to stand at the moment is the music I am listening to...then the battery runs out and I have to walk in silence.&lt;br /&gt;
Al entrar al tren veo que no hay asientos para sentarme pero normal porque igual me iba a quedar sentada todo ese rato de clase.&lt;br /&gt;
Luego me acuerdo que tengo examen y que llego tarde...saco mi cuaderno para repasar pero veo que no tengo el codigo civil, which was the only thing that could help me pass. (which I dont think i did)&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways going on...&lt;br /&gt;
I get off at Las Margaritas, along the walk to the university i am constantly almost tripping and the wind is blowing my hair all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I arrive to the classroom i see that there are people already in and i see my good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;but it doesnt stop there because on the way home the wind picks up and my hair slaps me on my face and i almost trip while enjoying a snack.&lt;br /&gt;
I havent begun the second search yet but my mind about wether Martes 13 is real or not will be made up if i find my abono at 12:00 am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I dont know if its bad luck or officially the worst day of my life because i feel so stressed all of a sudden but I want vacation to start now!!!</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-superstition-person.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-4038686946044877127</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-11T13:56:35.117-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Len</category><title>Wasting Time</title><description>Okay so I am bored right now and i need to be doing my project and  studying for an exam but when I'm worried my mind goes everywhere and i  just write things that can identify me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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So as chosen I will now write anything even if it doesnt make sense (like me)&lt;br /&gt;
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Why am I so affected by the things that you do?&lt;br /&gt;
Why cant I just forget it?&lt;br /&gt;
Why cant I just browse through?&lt;br /&gt;
Does this make things clear or should I draw it for you?&lt;br /&gt;
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So now I need to reflect and get back to my studying and project doing...&lt;br /&gt;
Should I celebrate?</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/12/wasting-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-3480882271734006144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-13T03:16:16.123-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amigos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Casa de Lema y Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Zeta</category><title>Zas Zeles Zatacan Ze Zuevo</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Zoy, zespués del zesayuno, al zugar al zeo zeo zemos zempezado a "zulemar" zesto es, zablar zempezando zodas las zalabras con Z, de Zema. &amp;nbsp;Zayer zimos la zelícula "Zonde ziven los zonstruos". Zademás, Zes trajo zonuts de zodos los zabores, y zespués de la zena, zimos el zídeo de un zindio zimitando zacentos zara zeirnos zun zato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Zaquí zos zejamos el zídeo, zi os zquereis zeír zambién (ztá en zinglés): &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;13/11/11 Zoy ze zha zeclarado zen Zadrid el zía zundial de Zlema&lt;br /&gt;
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¡¡Zeliz zía de Zlema!! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Zappy Zlema's Zday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/11/zas-zeles-zatacan-ze-zuevo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/vw6RgIf6epQ/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-3878340474674547189</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-05T09:28:34.889-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Casa de Lema y Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Challenge accepted</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pizzas</category><title>Plan del viernes</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ir a comprar 6 bases de pizza, medio kilo de queso, jamón, bacon, nata, champiñones, aceitunas, un paquete de cookies y mucha imaginación culinaria (llevada a cabo por Loma y Les) -Aceitunas, aceitunas everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Resultado: 6 pizzas, 4 chicas y St Trinians 2. Challenge accepted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Con la barriga llena y descubierta la realidad sobre "Fritton Gold", comenzamos a hablar de nuestras fobias y, ¿adivinad qué? Lema confesó tener&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;anatidaefobia avanzada, al contrario que su hermana Loma que aseguró padecer anoraknofobia frente a la ya conocida lupolipafobia de Les. Lita, más valiente (o más reservada) decidió no decir su fobia... de momento... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Si en algún momento surgieran novedades, ya os contaríamos la (o las) fobia (o fobias) de nuestra querida amiga Lita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Por la mañana, tras dormir las cuatro en la cama de Lema (sí, 1 cama, 4 personas, challenge accepted too...) de desayuno ¡¡gachas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Friday's plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Go to the supermarket and buy dough for 6 pizzas, half a kilo of cheese, ham, bacon, cream, olives, cookies and a lot of cooking imagination (carried out by Loma and Les: -Olives, olives everywhere!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Result: 6 pizzas, 4 girls and St Trinians 2. Challenge accepted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;With our full stomages and discovered the truth of "Fritton Gold", we started talking abaut our phobias and, guess what?Lema confessed having advanced anatidaephobia, unlike her sister Loma who claimed to have anoraknophobia, really weird phobias compared with the already known Les's lupolipaphobia. Valient Lita decided not to share her phobia with us... right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;If anytime she decided to tell us, we would tell you about Lita's phobia (or phobias).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;At the morning, after sleeping both of us in Lema's bed (yeah, one bed, 4 guys, challenge accepted too...) porridge, tea and toasts for breakfast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;It was a really funny day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/11/plan-del-viernes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-6792253215919092033</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-04T06:58:48.044-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amigos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">metro</category><title>Metro amistad</title><description>Hoy cuando iba en metro, se sentó a mi lado una chica de mi edad. La observé durante dos paradas hasta llegar a la mía y durante ese tiempo me pregunté de donde vendría, si estaba cansada, feliz, cómo le habría ido el día... &amp;nbsp;En definitiva, me apetecía entablar una conversación con ella. Al final las palabras no salieron y nada ocurrió.&lt;br /&gt;
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Esto me ha hecho pensar sobre la relación entre las personas en un espacio como el metro.&amp;nbsp;Cada día pasamos al lado de tanta gente interesante que podríamos conocer. Pero la vergüenza, educación o simplemente sentido común nos frena. Si lo piensas bien, ¿no te daría miedo que una desconocida se pusiera ha hablar contigo porque sí? Aún así no me puedo quitar de la cabeza a aquel viejete con pinta de simpático, a &amp;nbsp;aquella madre con sus dos hijos jugando en los asientos, aquel padre tan responsable llevando a su bebé en brazos, etc. ¿Y no sería bonito poder decirle a aquella chica sentada frente a ti que te encanta su gorro? O sus zapatos, esmalte, peinado, gafas, bigote... &amp;nbsp;Poder decirle a alguien lo bonito/a o elegante que está.&lt;br /&gt;
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Si lo piensas bien, ¿cuántas magníficas conversaciones metrolianas nos estamos perdiendo por no intentarlo? Ha&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;brá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que intentarlo por lo menos.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/11/metro-amistad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-152624051848368888</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-28T13:21:08.392-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amigos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dormir</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sleep</category><title>Aprendiendo a hacer la cama [Les]</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;Fui a ver el otro día a mis queridas amigas Loma y Lema (y también a gorronearles chocolate y tarta de queso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;A la hora de irnos a dormir, Lema y yo, al meternos en la cama (es invierno, estamos en crisis &amp;nbsp; y somos ecologistas, y hay que ahorrar calefacción y para ello el calor humano ante eso es la mejor solución), cada una luchó por echarse encima el nudo de mantas más grande. Ante esta desigualdad (y teniendo en cuenta la diferencia de &amp;nbsp;tamaño), decidimos, muy a nuestro pesar, hacer la cama y compartir las sábanas "equitativamente". Aunque luego existen las peleas de las camas dobles -"Me estás dejando sin manta!" +"¡Hace ya un buen rato que te la llevaste toda tú!" (y si esto fuera una serie de dibujos animados, se mirarían y dirían a la vez: -¿Y entonces quién tiene la manta?- y en ese momento aparecería un gato cubierto por el nudo definitivo y maullando ¡¡qué adorable!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;Bueno pues eso, cuando duermas con una amiga en la misma cama, mejor hacerla a compartir nudo con un gatito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;The other day, I went to visit my dear friends Lema and Loma (and to scrounge chocolate and cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;At the time to go to sleep, Lema and I, to get into bed (is winter, we are in crisis and we are enviromentalist, and to keep the temperature, the human worm is the best solution), so each one, fought bravely for a bigger piece of wrinkled sheet. Facing this inequality (and taking into account our size difference), we decided to our own regret, to set the bed and share the sheets equally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;But there allways exist double bed fights, such like the classical one (related to the sheets) -"You're leaving me without any piece of sheet" +"C'mon, you stole them a while ago!" (and if this were a cartoon, we would look one to each other and said simultaneously: "So, who has the blanket?" And in that moment, it would appear a kitty covered by the master &amp;nbsp;blanket and meowing. How lovely!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;Well, and this is it, when you're sleeping with a friend sharing the bed, is better to set it than to share the sheets with a lovely kitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;Written by Les &amp;nbsp;(Remember this is my writting way "Georgia" type)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;Lots of loveee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/10/aprendiendo-hacer-la-cama-les.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910622249638166296.post-4845635930195728990</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-28T02:02:12.076-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bienvenida</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Len</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Les</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Loma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">welcome</category><title>¡Bienvenid@s humanoides!</title><description>Somos cinco personajas (-lema, -lita, -loma, -les y -len) (de ahí lo de las eles, muy listo)) que un día en clase estaban aburridas y decidieron, en vez de compartir "diario" con sus M.A.P.S., compartir un blog con otros seres con los que compartían... planeta -y alrededores- (por poner un ejemplo), con el objetivo de compartir con el mundo las recetas de -loma, el instinto asesino de -lita, el lado animalillo de -lema, los proyectos de -les y las caras de -len.&lt;br /&gt;
Hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;
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We are five characters (-lema, -lita, -loma, -les and -len (yeah, the blog's name comes from it, "els"))&amp;nbsp;that one day, in maths class were bored and decided, instead of sharing a diary with their B.F.F., to share a blog with other beings which who they shared... planet -and surroundings-&amp;nbsp;(for example), with the main objective of sharing with the world -loma's cooking, -lita's murder instinct, -lema's little animal side, -les's projects and -len's faces.&lt;br /&gt;
¡Esperamos que os guste!</description><link>http://laseles.blogspot.com/2011/10/bienvenids-humanoides.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lema, Len, Les, Lita y  Loma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>