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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sjx36DKzHfY6hBT-K8sde9SvUrQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sjx36DKzHfY6hBT-K8sde9SvUrQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Olhe... 2012 promete! NOT&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-1741468251214951181?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/20PFdJYCmUo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/1741468251214951181/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=1741468251214951181&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/1741468251214951181?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/1741468251214951181?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/20PFdJYCmUo/first.html" title="first" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2012/01/first.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cAQHs8eyp7ImA9WhRWEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-4917280722060843471</id><published>2011-12-27T17:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:50:41.573-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-27T17:50:41.573-03:00</app:edited><title>RETROSPECTIVA 2011</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B1tgbGq-GMp27AvZYMyTF8qssdQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B1tgbGq-GMp27AvZYMyTF8qssdQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B1tgbGq-GMp27AvZYMyTF8qssdQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B1tgbGq-GMp27AvZYMyTF8qssdQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Que ano de merda, hein?&lt;br /&gt;Nada prestou. PQP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janeiro -&amp;gt; Me jogaram num ninho de cobras, mas consegui me livrar.&lt;br /&gt;Fevereiro -&amp;gt; Nada marcante.&lt;br /&gt;Março -&amp;gt; 31 -&amp;gt; pior dia da minha vida. superou até o 22-09-2008!&lt;br /&gt;Abril, Maio, Junho -&amp;gt; nada marcante&lt;br /&gt;Julho -&amp;gt; meu aniversário, que também foi uma porcaria. =/&lt;br /&gt;Agosto -&amp;gt; início do meu novo curso.&lt;br /&gt;Setembro, Outubro, Novembro e Dezembro -&amp;gt; eu só queria que acabasse logo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não, não fiz uma lista de resoluções pra este ano nem vou fazer para o ano que vem, e nem para ano nenhum, simplesmente porque eu quero que tudo flua naturalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que já fiz e os tópicos principais e clichês: emagrecer, parar de fumar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, do final de 2008 para o começo de 2009, emagreci muito! Malhava, tinha uma vida mais saudável, parei de fumar. E, milagre, ao invés de engordar, descontei toda a minha ansiedade na academia. Gostei muito do resultado, minha autoestima ficou lá em cima, porque, né, autoestima de mulher vai de acordo com as cantadas de recebe. hahaha Brincadeira com um fundo de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas aí tudo foi ficando nebuloso novamente... Veio a época de chuva, desculpa perfeita para parar de malhar. Aí descambou-se tudo. Engordei de novo. FFFFFUUUUUUUU!!&lt;br /&gt;E tou nessa há um ano e meio, agora bastante preocupada com a minha saúde, pois ultimamente aferi a minha pressão arterial e todas as vezes deram um pouco alta!&lt;br /&gt;*update* »»» Pressão normalizada. UFA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somando estresse + novo curso + novos desafetos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de deixar uma coisa bem claro para mim mesma:&lt;br /&gt;- Menos raiva no coração. Só isso. Se eu não tiver estressada, tudo flui tranquilamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que sou antissocial! Gente me aliena, me deprime! Apesar de uns poucos se salvarem, nem tudo está perdido, né msm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz ano novo pra mim. EU mereço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, amanhã é o aniversário da minha véia. :)&lt;br /&gt;Que em 2012 e no decorrer dos anos, a gente desate esse nó&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-4917280722060843471?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/SmPRR3ICsYI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/4917280722060843471/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=4917280722060843471&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4917280722060843471?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4917280722060843471?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/SmPRR3ICsYI/retrospectiva-2011.html" title="RETROSPECTIVA 2011" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/12/retrospectiva-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYFRX49fCp7ImA9WhRSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-2844411565109353149</id><published>2011-11-14T18:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:41:54.064-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-14T20:41:54.064-03:00</app:edited><title>ploft</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SeuKOJ5eSgUB3xw4Vct9rt9H82c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SeuKOJ5eSgUB3xw4Vct9rt9H82c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SeuKOJ5eSgUB3xw4Vct9rt9H82c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SeuKOJ5eSgUB3xw4Vct9rt9H82c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Desconheço pessoa mais estabanada do que eu. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de desperdiçar 100 dos 200 ml de um adstringente que comprei ontem. =S&lt;br /&gt;O espelho caiu da prancha e do lado tinha um desodorante que bateu no adstringente, criando aquele famoso efeito dominó. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Agora tá o quarto todo fedendo a Pure Zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito me admira não ter me machucado feio durante as aulas práticas.&lt;br /&gt;Porque aqui, na minha cozinha... Quase perdi a ponta de um dedo com um corte profundo causado por uma lata de milho. Saiu tanto sangue, quase desmaiei. Gelei! Alguns pontos depois, o que me resta é contar isso. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começando a crer que esse negócio de mapa astral é furada. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Porque, né, quase balzaca e nem diploma de nada eu tenho. loser. Quem manda desistir no meio do caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Mas experiência, eu tenho de sobra. E também um namorado que adora apontar os meus defeitos e pegar no meu pé.&lt;br /&gt;Nem tento tanto do que reclamar, a não ser de algumas funções cerebrais, ou da falta delas. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update* -&amp;gt; fui ali comprar um sandes de frango do subway. Ao adentrar no meu quarto, eis que escorrego no resquício de PZ do chão! êêêêê! Dá pra melhorar? DÁ!&lt;br /&gt;E ainda derrubei coca-cola no chão, na mesa do pc, na impressora... e coitada da impressora, a milímetros de quebrar. \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-2844411565109353149?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/V0bmXk5Qj2k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/2844411565109353149/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=2844411565109353149&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/2844411565109353149?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/2844411565109353149?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/V0bmXk5Qj2k/ploft.html" title="ploft" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/11/ploft.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBRX0zfSp7ImA9WhRTEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-7464582678434231903</id><published>2011-11-01T14:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:40:54.385-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-01T14:40:54.385-03:00</app:edited><title>"A inveja é um atestado de inferioridade"</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VSqnJHhfFedlmzB3HMoX3MnZjkY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VSqnJHhfFedlmzB3HMoX3MnZjkY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VSqnJHhfFedlmzB3HMoX3MnZjkY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VSqnJHhfFedlmzB3HMoX3MnZjkY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inveja&lt;/span&gt;, de acordo com o &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dicionário Aurélio:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Desgosto ou pesar pelo bem ou felicidade de outrem - Desejo violento de possuir o bem alheio - Objeto de inveja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos nós estamos sujeitos a ser vítimas da cobiça alheia, do olho gordo.&lt;br /&gt;Como cada cabeça é uma sentença, tem gente que cultiva esse sentimento sujo por FUTILIDADES, principalmente mulheres. E quando uma mulher tem inveja da outra, sai de baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que é pior, inveja velada ou escancarada!&lt;br /&gt;O inadmissível é quando o outro te prejudica, ou ao menos tenta.&lt;br /&gt;Mas cuidado, viu? O mundo dá MUITAS voltas e quando você menos espera é ATACADO, ou ... vingado. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inveja é um dos sentimentos que pode causar as maiores dores no ser humano. Geralmente, quando existe uma estima de algum objeto de desejo, e ainda se este der status, a inveja se instala. (Diz-se objeto de desejo para coisas não palpáveis também). É fruto também da comparação com as outras pessoas. Ela não existe sem que antes o indivíduo não tenha feito comparações. É a auto-aversão por não ser como os outros são.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É preciso contudo, diferenciar a inveja, da busca do bem-estar. Pode se dizer que é errado trabalhar, lutar para se conquistar o objeto de desejo? O desejo pela conquista do objeto que nos falta, quando feito com humildade e honestidade, não é inveja.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se uma pessoa destaca-se em alguma atividade, por mais tola que possa parecer, o invejoso está pronto para aparecer e apontar o dedo e tentar minimizar o feito de seu próximo. Um eletrodoméstico novo, um tênis da moda, ou mesmo um brinco bem colocado em combinação com uma roupa extremamente comum, já se torna motivo para elogios, nem sempre sinceros. Surge um sentimento de raiva, de ira, porque geralmente o invejoso sente-se muito mais merecedor da conquista do que o outro. O invejoso não agüenta ter uma outra pessoa invadindo seu território, que em sua lassidão, deixou de ocupar, por pura incapacidade e ou inércia. O invejoso é capaz de boicotar, de fofocar de fazer armadilhas, a fim de destruir o outro. Quer provar, ao menos para si mesmo, que ele é melhor. Mas no seu íntimo, sente-se menor do que os outros, aumenta, se vangloria, enaltece a si mesmo, pois dessa forma abranda o mal-estar do desequilíbrio. Fala excessivamente bem das próprias coisas, procurando diminuir o outro através de crítica. Não percebe muitas vezes suas frustrações, é como se nem existissem, porque logo está de prontidão, pronto para realizar mais um feito de diminuição, descaracterização, burlando suas próprias angústias.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geralmente, as mulheres exteriorizam mais esse sentimento do que os homens. Estes, procuram outras saídas na exteriorização desse sentimento.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você com certeza já ouviu frases (ou pensamentos) assim vindas do homem (o que não significa que não venham de uma mulher também):   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nossa, que bonito carro, gostaria de ter um assim!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Que trabalho interessante, queria tê-lo feito!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Olha só, que namorado(a) lindo(a), podia ter a mesma sorte!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se a surpresa diante de algo, for digna e generosa, não há inveja destrutiva. Trata-se apenas de um incentivo, um grande estímulo para que nos empenhemos em adquirir novas virtudes, produzir melhores trabalhos, realizar melhores conquistas amorosas.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talvez esse processo todo venha da convivência no ambiente familiar, onde comparações são freqüentes, sem contar com a sociedade, que propaga na mídia processos comparativos, entre as várias marcas apresentadas.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A melhor solução pode estar na forma de utilizar e de encarar a inveja, que, visualizada em termos comparativos pessoais de evolução, do antes e depois, do ontem e do hoje, deixa de ser inveja destrutiva para ser uma inveja de auto-estímulo. Ou seja, o padrão de comparação deixa de ser externo e passa a ser interno.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqueles que sabem fazer o bom uso da inveja, utilizam frases assim:   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nossa, que bonito carro. O meu também me conduz, antes andava a pé!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Que trabalho interessante. Eu posso aprender com ele, antes nem sabia como fazer!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 1px 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Que namorado(a) lindo(a). A minha é tão companheira, antes me sentia só!"   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: Times New Roman; mso-bidi- mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SAfont-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;"O objeto de desejo, só nos dá satisfação, quando a conquista é nossa, e não quando é feita em cima da conquista do outro. Destruir o outro, não fará você chegar aonde o outro chegou. Sua personalidade, desejos, características não são iguais as das outras pessoas, então não adianta usar as demais pessoas como medidas para a vida que é SUA."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;Vi lá no Homemdemello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homemdemello.com.br/psicologia/trabalhando.html" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-7464582678434231903?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/CrZEpuV1kno" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/7464582678434231903/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=7464582678434231903&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7464582678434231903?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7464582678434231903?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/CrZEpuV1kno/inveja-e-um-atestado-de-inferioridade.html" title="&quot;A inveja é um atestado de inferioridade&quot;" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/11/inveja-e-um-atestado-de-inferioridade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4NQXwycSp7ImA9WhdQEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-9127836940897884150</id><published>2011-08-10T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T16:03:10.299-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T16:03:10.299-03:00</app:edited><title>à gosto</title><content type="html">
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-9127836940897884150?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/0H0PqV06hrY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/9127836940897884150/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=9127836940897884150&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9127836940897884150?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9127836940897884150?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/0H0PqV06hrY/gosto.html" title="à gosto" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/08/gosto.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMBRXY6fCp7ImA9WhdSFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-5627460293609859161</id><published>2011-07-25T16:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T16:50:54.814-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-25T16:50:54.814-03:00</app:edited><title>feliz aniversário, envelheço na cidade!</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cGW2_2qFx_MMCZFuORtPQWOLaSg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cGW2_2qFx_MMCZFuORtPQWOLaSg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sempre gostei das maquiagens da Avon, principalmente dos batons que, dependendo da linha, deixam os beiços bem hidratados. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n4sApHa71c/Tfes0AxUWyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/EkuS7CrUBcw/s1600/batom%2Bultra%2Brich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n4sApHa71c/Tfes0AxUWyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/EkuS7CrUBcw/s320/batom%2Bultra%2Brich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149069728013090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-4336748382604982697?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/LkcgbRwwmA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/4336748382604982697/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=4336748382604982697&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4336748382604982697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4336748382604982697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/LkcgbRwwmA8/batom-ultra-color-rich-avon.html" title="Batom Ultra Color Rich - AVON" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n4sApHa71c/Tfes0AxUWyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/EkuS7CrUBcw/s72-c/batom%2Bultra%2Brich.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/06/batom-ultra-color-rich-avon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYNQ3k8fSp7ImA9WhZbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-1184452728491091924</id><published>2011-06-14T13:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:16:32.775-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-14T13:16:32.775-03:00</app:edited><title>10 coisas que eu odeio em você</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zokfBdNOqXg676DiWXJpMp4RuBA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zokfBdNOqXg676DiWXJpMp4RuBA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zokfBdNOqXg676DiWXJpMp4RuBA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zokfBdNOqXg676DiWXJpMp4RuBA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aí, &lt;s&gt;mandei&lt;/s&gt; pedi para o meu namorado listar 10 coisas que ele odeia em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcreverei sem editar nádegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1 - possessiva demais(tem ciume de quem sequer tem chance comigo e sequer quer algo comigo);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 - entrava no banheiro de porta aberta, mesmo c um macho andando pela casa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3 - expansiva demais, fala demais, nao pensa duas vezes em falar algo sobre sexo, por exemplo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4 - detesto mesmo qdo vc me acusa e me condena por coisas q nao são verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5 - qdo vc ta numa festa visivelmente contrariada e começa a virar copos, EU ODEIO ISSO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ri muito, viu! Acho que ele exagerou em alguns pontos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu odeio nele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1 - Batucar [parece um menino chato]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 - pigarrear após comer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 - não ter iniciativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 - ser muito passivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5 - querer ser dono da verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6 - arrota no telefone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7 - boceja no telefone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É issaê! Não lembramos de mais nada. Por enquanto. kkkkk E com todas essas diferenças [são muitas], tamo indo pro terceiro ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-1184452728491091924?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/gJhCNRyrj-Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/1184452728491091924/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=1184452728491091924&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/1184452728491091924?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/1184452728491091924?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/gJhCNRyrj-Q/10-coisas-que-eu-odeio-em-voce.html" title="10 coisas que eu odeio em você" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-coisas-que-eu-odeio-em-voce.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQDRXw8cSp7ImA9WhZUEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-9103690718226147027</id><published>2011-06-03T06:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:29:34.279-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-03T06:29:34.279-03:00</app:edited><title>Craquelado + Cremoso</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Yiw2RkdzNrKhiIcpKvpCaKca9fw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Yiw2RkdzNrKhiIcpKvpCaKca9fw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Yiw2RkdzNrKhiIcpKvpCaKca9fw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Yiw2RkdzNrKhiIcpKvpCaKca9fw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Acabei de pintar as minhas patenhas. Estas foram as cores escolhidas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dB16FqZ-PE/TeipHK8GFAI/AAAAAAAAA60/pr3FZnaNdeQ/s1600/03062011251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dB16FqZ-PE/TeipHK8GFAI/AAAAAAAAA60/pr3FZnaNdeQ/s200/03062011251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613922876177912834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprei mais alguns craquelados. :) Depois, mostro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-9103690718226147027?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/CzIvoGP54pU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/9103690718226147027/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=9103690718226147027&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9103690718226147027?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9103690718226147027?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/CzIvoGP54pU/craquelado-cremoso.html" title="Craquelado + Cremoso" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dB16FqZ-PE/TeipHK8GFAI/AAAAAAAAA60/pr3FZnaNdeQ/s72-c/03062011251.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/06/craquelado-cremoso.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABQX84cSp7ImA9WhZVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-558194912785664440</id><published>2011-05-23T05:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T05:19:10.139-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-23T05:19:10.139-03:00</app:edited><title>um abafado desabafo*</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eM2QdJVcjbP33W1K0yjGaZk-e1M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eM2QdJVcjbP33W1K0yjGaZk-e1M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eM2QdJVcjbP33W1K0yjGaZk-e1M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eM2QdJVcjbP33W1K0yjGaZk-e1M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um abafado desabafo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes, nos iludimos com nossas próprias palavras.&lt;br /&gt;Achamos estar sentindo amor ou qualquer bobagem do tipo.&lt;br /&gt;É, nada mais doce do que a ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;Porque só assim você tem capacidade de olhar pra trás e perceber que estava enganada.&lt;br /&gt;E parte pra outra, abre os braços novamente pra quem merece os seus abraços e afagos de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Num momento de carência, você acha que encontrou a pessoa certa.&lt;br /&gt;E noutro, desta vez de inspiração, você cai na real e vê que nada foi em vão, por mais doloroso que tenha sido.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas surgem na sua vida, repentinamente.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pra te fazer o bem, outras pra semear o mal.&lt;br /&gt;Mas todas são oportunistas, no sentido de te fazer crescer espiritualmente.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja toda essa complementação que eu estava precisando.&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem todas as características que eu sempre busquei em alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Um  alguém pra permanecer ao meu lado, sem cobranças de ambas as partes,  sem discussões infundamentadas, com a dosagem certa de ciúme, com muito  companheirismo e dedicação.&lt;br /&gt;Sem justificar meu signo como definição de minha personalidade, mas com a certeza de saber quem eu realmente sou.&lt;br /&gt;Leoninos,  quando se apaixonam, são intensos, bobos, se iludem facilmente, acham  que sentem aquilo, mas na verdade, só estão sendo impulsivos,  inconseqüentes [muitas vezes] nas ações.&lt;br /&gt;É até bom que isso ocorra. Tantas desilusões.&lt;br /&gt;Essa  maneira os faz amadurecer, pra aprender a nunca repetir os erros que  eles sabem que foram cruciais pra desgastar um relacionamento.&lt;br /&gt;Erre comigo uma vez, duas vezes, eu te perdôo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca, nunca, nunca erre a terceira vez que, aí você terá meu desprezo e minha indiferença para toda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;O que esperar de uma leonina com ascendente em Aquário?&lt;br /&gt;Fidelidade, lealdade, amizade, compreensão, diversão.&lt;br /&gt;Em troca, espero atenção, entusiasmo, sinceridade, cumplicidade, gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;Tem que haver reciprocidade. Se não, puxa a reta, que a fila anda, mon amour.&lt;br /&gt;Aha-ê. Tudo isso, obviamente, se você demonstrar afeto para comigo.&lt;br /&gt;E se alguma vez eu disse o amar, foi por pura carência, por pura empolgação, por precipitação.&lt;br /&gt;O bom da vida é errar.&lt;br /&gt;Só com os erros a gente aprende a lutar pelo que é nosso, a dar o devido valor.&lt;br /&gt;O que está guardado pra nós, está ali, oh, e ninguém pode nos tirar.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que se refere ao amor, eu quero é experimentar!&lt;br /&gt;Este é meu lema.&lt;br /&gt;E viva 2007, que ainda nem acabou, mas continuo achando que vai ficar marcado na minha memória, PRA SEMPRE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*texto extraído do meu finado fotolog, em 15/08/2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Como eu era bobinha e me achava tão esperta. tsc, tsc, tsc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-558194912785664440?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/fTXUXJYIRX4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/558194912785664440/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=558194912785664440&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/558194912785664440?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/558194912785664440?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/fTXUXJYIRX4/um-abafado-desabafo.html" title="um abafado desabafo*" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/05/um-abafado-desabafo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGRX07fSp7ImA9WhZWFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-9094133511448442182</id><published>2011-05-15T22:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:50:24.305-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-15T22:50:24.305-03:00</app:edited><title>Onda Verde</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-g8x9Pt2uDFQWxyQYVow6eybT90/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-g8x9Pt2uDFQWxyQYVow6eybT90/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AH7KMwMyTmE/TdCCUwZkSJI/AAAAAAAAA6M/LwAMuU7W1xQ/s1600/unhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AH7KMwMyTmE/TdCCUwZkSJI/AAAAAAAAA6M/LwAMuU7W1xQ/s200/unhas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607124829177399442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comprei este esmalte há alguns meses, mas só pintei na quinta.&lt;br /&gt;Sexta, fui com essa cor na festa da empresa que meu namorado trabalha.&lt;br /&gt;É, azunhas crescem e eu fico com peitica de pintar toda semana uma cor diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Nyx é tudA! Gostei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-9094133511448442182?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/RGaWQvmJZYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/9094133511448442182/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=9094133511448442182&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9094133511448442182?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/9094133511448442182?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/RGaWQvmJZYs/onda-verde.html" title="Onda Verde" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AH7KMwMyTmE/TdCCUwZkSJI/AAAAAAAAA6M/LwAMuU7W1xQ/s72-c/unhas.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/05/onda-verde.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUDQH48eCp7ImA9WhZXFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-6632606460189937703</id><published>2011-05-04T22:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:11:11.070-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-05T02:11:11.070-03:00</app:edited><title>esmalte Verde - Impala</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YACCGhkBiO_gr400mymZDJyl-6k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YACCGhkBiO_gr400mymZDJyl-6k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seT8OJFKQOw/TcH9nsp-LhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/3gHvIm3DmWk/s1600/ABRIL%2B2011%2B472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seT8OJFKQOw/TcH9nsp-LhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/3gHvIm3DmWk/s200/ABRIL%2B2011%2B472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603038269869534738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou muito fã de verde nazunhas, não. Até dei um Menta pra &lt;a href="http://blog.cantinhodakrix.com.br/2010/04/17/esmalte-da-vez-menta-da-risque-e-verde-palmeira-da-colorama/" target="_blank"&gt;Krix&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Há uns meses, em Aldeia, arrumando umas coisas no meu quarto de lá, caiu da minha sacola um esmalte verde! O bichim tava muito bem escondido, porque nem eu lembrava mais da existência do danado!&lt;br /&gt;Aí, somente ontem me rendi aos encantos dessa cor. Ficou liendo nas minhas patenhas. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-6632606460189937703?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/fd5F2VcM2Dg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/6632606460189937703/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=6632606460189937703&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6632606460189937703?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6632606460189937703?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/fd5F2VcM2Dg/esmalte-verde-impala.html" title="esmalte Verde - Impala" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seT8OJFKQOw/TcH9nsp-LhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/3gHvIm3DmWk/s72-c/ABRIL%2B2011%2B472.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/05/esmalte-verde-impala.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcCQXs7fyp7ImA9WhZXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-4282445159416477064</id><published>2011-05-02T23:10:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T01:31:00.507-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-03T01:31:00.507-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /><title>Frases de msn</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p8eEJ8poRZikYb263yWK9AGmNTg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p8eEJ8poRZikYb263yWK9AGmNTg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p8eEJ8poRZikYb263yWK9AGmNTg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p8eEJ8poRZikYb263yWK9AGmNTg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me deparei com um texto com nada mais nada menos que 454 sugestões de nick para msn. Como é MUITO longo, lógico que não dá pra colocar todos aqui, né? Alguns são bem conhecidos, outros nem tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vão somente vinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hemorróidas e dinheiro: Se você tem, não conte pra ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Vende-se cola de sapateiro: De brinde vai um moleque grudado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. As vezes é melhor ficar quieto e todos acharem que você é um idiota do que abrir a boca e todos terem certeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Justo é o sutiã: Oprime os grandes, levanta os caídos e disfarça os pequenos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Passado de mulher é igual a cozinha de restaurante chinês: Melhor não conhecer. Senão você não come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Eu sou cravo, minha mulher é rosa, meus filhos são jasmim e minha sogra é a erva daninha que fudeu o meu jardim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Se sua mulher pedir mais liberdade, compre uma corda mais comprida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Cautela e caldo de galinha não faz mal à ninguém... exceto à galinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Olho nos teus olhos e vejo duas estrelas brilhando... Olho nos teus cabelos e vejo dois piolhos pulando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Se não puder ajudar, atrapalhe, afinal o importante é participar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sabe como fazer um idiota esperar 24 horas? Amanhã eu te conto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12. Estudos comprovam que a posição sexual que os casais mais usam é a  de cachorrinho: o marido senta e implora...a mulher rola e finge de  morta..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Casamento: o dobro da despesa com a metade da diversão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14. Um homem bem sucedido é o que faz mais dinheiro do que sua mulher  pode gastar. Uma mulher bem sucedida é a que encontra esse tipo de  homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Como gaúcho tira a camisinha? Ele dá dois passos pra frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16. Se merda fosse dinheiro, pobre não teria cu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Escrever um livro é muito fácil: Comece com uma maiúscula e termine com um ponto. No meio você coloca qualquer merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18. Motel a gente paga pra fuder. Faculdade a gente paga pra se fuder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Censo 2010: Em cada quatro pessoas, uma é homossexual. Fique de olho  em três dos seus amigos. Se eles parecerem normais, o viado é você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20. Pinto e carro grande: Se você não sabe manobrar; aprenda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer ver na íntegra? &lt;a href="http://pitacosdoblogueiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/454-frases-bem-humoradas-para-seu-msn.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vai lá&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-4282445159416477064?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/4zawpuF0Tig" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/4282445159416477064/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=4282445159416477064&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4282445159416477064?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4282445159416477064?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/4zawpuF0Tig/frases-de-msn.html" title="Frases de msn" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/05/frases-de-msn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDQn8ycCp7ImA9WhZXE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-8473127237728861073</id><published>2011-05-02T01:07:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:21:13.198-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-02T01:21:13.198-03:00</app:edited><title>A Beleza da Mulher</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/56HtAn4NLrYUI3xj_4Rr3rBzITk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/56HtAn4NLrYUI3xj_4Rr3rBzITk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B8Bx-v5-YI/Tb4vH0c44KI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TUZUQZ3VJGU/s1600/pU1p3ehaPm7p50e81dA1aSmmo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 461px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B8Bx-v5-YI/Tb4vH0c44KI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TUZUQZ3VJGU/s320/pU1p3ehaPm7p50e81dA1aSmmo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601966797880877218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BELEZA DA MULHER&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A beleza de uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;não está nas roupas que ela usa,&lt;br /&gt;na imagem que ela carrega,&lt;br /&gt;ou na maneira que ela penteia os cabelos. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A beleza de uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;tem que ser vista a partir dos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;porque essa é a porta para o seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;o lugar onde o amor reside. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A beleza de uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;não está nas marcas do seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;mas a verdadeira beleza numa mulher&lt;br /&gt;está refletida na sua alma,&lt;br /&gt;está no cuidado que ela amorosamente tem (pelos outros),&lt;br /&gt;a paixão que ela demonstra. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E a beleza de uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;com o passar dos anos, apenas cresce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Texto de autoria desconhecida. Se você souber quem é o autor,  me avisa, que eu ponho os créditos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-8473127237728861073?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/er6Z5dOiepE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/8473127237728861073/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=8473127237728861073&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/8473127237728861073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/8473127237728861073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/er6Z5dOiepE/beleza-da-mulher.html" title="A Beleza da Mulher" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B8Bx-v5-YI/Tb4vH0c44KI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TUZUQZ3VJGU/s72-c/pU1p3ehaPm7p50e81dA1aSmmo1_400.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/05/beleza-da-mulher.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcNQnkyeyp7ImA9WhZXEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-6601050800567189487</id><published>2011-05-01T20:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:38:13.793-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T20:38:13.793-03:00</app:edited><title>cocô - nut</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bae_G7tJ0QAus9cNphegAzIulLw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bae_G7tJ0QAus9cNphegAzIulLw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bae_G7tJ0QAus9cNphegAzIulLw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bae_G7tJ0QAus9cNphegAzIulLw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Horrível! Desprezível! Nunca mais compro!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWv0vja5lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/lxcZwXvNuNk/s1600/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWv0vja5lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/lxcZwXvNuNk/s320/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563546235339204178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-6601050800567189487?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/40ZvFuKM19A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/6601050800567189487/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=6601050800567189487&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6601050800567189487?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6601050800567189487?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/40ZvFuKM19A/horrivel-desprezivel-nunca-mais-compro.html" title="cocô - nut" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWv0vja5lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/lxcZwXvNuNk/s72-c/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B135.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/01/horrivel-desprezivel-nunca-mais-compro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUAR3k5eSp7ImA9WhZXEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-4304697463959184831</id><published>2011-04-29T14:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T19:30:46.721-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-29T19:30:46.721-03:00</app:edited><title>VAMP</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/idz57sPPlNu_DLa6os_0GDlW38w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/idz57sPPlNu_DLa6os_0GDlW38w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/idz57sPPlNu_DLa6os_0GDlW38w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/idz57sPPlNu_DLa6os_0GDlW38w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;No ar desde 11/04 no Canal Viva, Vamp foi uma novela que marcou minha infância.&lt;br /&gt;Na época, eu morava com minha avó e depois eu e minha mãe fomos prum ap só nosso, em Setúbal.&lt;br /&gt;Eu lembro perfeitamente que quando acabou, eu tava jantando com a empregada, e disse pra ela que ia fazer greve de fome. Realmente eu senti muito pelo término. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Frota armou seu circo lá na Av. Boa Viagem, e como convidada "especial" teve Patrícia Travassos vampiresca como Mary. Foi um tapa-buraco, já que Claudia Ohana não pode comparecer. =~~~&lt;br /&gt;Vou nem dizer que eu era apaixonada pela metade do elenco masculino, principalmente por Pedro Vasconcelos. =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Eu tinha a trilha nacional&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jZjmO4CFWM/Tbr_ETJ29bI/AAAAAAAAA5E/d-3UXNbBcFI/s1600/vamp%2Bnacional.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jZjmO4CFWM/Tbr_ETJ29bI/AAAAAAAAA5E/d-3UXNbBcFI/s320/vamp%2Bnacional.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601069535914816946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, trilha de novela era comigo mesma! Todo mundo só me dava LP.&lt;br /&gt;Criança musical, adulta musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um primor dos defeitos especiais do começo dos anos 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ARJrxBwTAro" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconhece quem é esse loirinho do cabelão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TGsqIUys1vk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dica: move your body, don't stop! \o/&lt;br /&gt;Eu delirava ao som dessa musga.. como voou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-4304697463959184831?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/7JbsaLa5_IE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/4304697463959184831/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=4304697463959184831&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4304697463959184831?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4304697463959184831?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/7JbsaLa5_IE/vamp.html" title="VAMP" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jZjmO4CFWM/Tbr_ETJ29bI/AAAAAAAAA5E/d-3UXNbBcFI/s72-c/vamp%2Bnacional.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/04/vamp.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMEQXY-cCp7ImA9WhZXEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-477624233335213735</id><published>2011-04-29T01:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T02:03:20.858-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-29T02:03:20.858-03:00</app:edited><title>er...</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GsCQY24gICRwjegCWapOeZqWb_M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GsCQY24gICRwjegCWapOeZqWb_M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GsCQY24gICRwjegCWapOeZqWb_M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GsCQY24gICRwjegCWapOeZqWb_M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ó, meu bloguim empoeirado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem assunto, sem estímulo. oh, wait, escrevi algo parecido há alguns meses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São quase 2 horas da manhã, meu sono todo desregulado e sem um pingo de sono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vou transformar este blog em diariozinho de aborrecente. Só omitirei os detalhes mais &lt;s&gt;sujos&lt;/s&gt; sórdidos.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. não saio de casa sem um perfuminho, até pra ir ali no posto eu uso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ae, listei os cinco que mais uso, que são estes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOToLXTi8B4/TbpC4gOnSkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/puSTMOaI2d8/s1600/ABRIL%2B2011%2B456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOToLXTi8B4/TbpC4gOnSkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/puSTMOaI2d8/s320/ABRIL%2B2011%2B456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600862625079970370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;sinta os cheiros e lembre de mim =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou dizer onde comprei porque, né. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Café Caf&lt;a href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2010/08/casual-way.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;é lembra muito a minha avó... ela tinha um de 100 ml e me deu.&lt;br /&gt;Além desse, o Biografia feminino tb me traz boas recordações dela.&lt;br /&gt;O Casual Way, falei dele &lt;a href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2010/08/casual-way.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ahref="http: com="" 2010="" 08=""&gt;. bem suavinho! adoro sair com ele e com o CK One durante o dia.&lt;br /&gt;À noite, prefiro Black XS ou 212 Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ahref="http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-477624233335213735?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/Pw798Vhg2CU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/477624233335213735/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=477624233335213735&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/477624233335213735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/477624233335213735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/Pw798Vhg2CU/er.html" title="er..." /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOToLXTi8B4/TbpC4gOnSkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/puSTMOaI2d8/s72-c/ABRIL%2B2011%2B456.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/04/er.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08HQXk6cSp7ImA9WhZSFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-8861205383239684651</id><published>2011-03-30T15:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:30:30.719-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-30T15:30:30.719-03:00</app:edited><title>em poucas palavras...</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mTye0-u7nhRXGlVc6LRuDqTG5I/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mTye0-u7nhRXGlVc6LRuDqTG5I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mTye0-u7nhRXGlVc6LRuDqTG5I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mTye0-u7nhRXGlVc6LRuDqTG5I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Prometi "novidades em breve" e não cumpri. Perdão, mas é por falta de estímulo que não ponho em prática as ideias da minha cabeça fervilhante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso. Não sei quando voltarei a postar, e se voltarei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa, tou no twitter: @semparametro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#umbeijoesómeligasejátivermeutelefone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-8861205383239684651?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/nZWnYW3mzBE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/8861205383239684651/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=8861205383239684651&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/8861205383239684651?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/8861205383239684651?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/nZWnYW3mzBE/em-poucas-palavras.html" title="em poucas palavras..." /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/03/em-poucas-palavras.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkANQngyeyp7ImA9Wx9WE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-7583609646907066560</id><published>2011-01-09T22:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:26:33.693-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-18T11:26:33.693-03:00</app:edited><title>Compras dominicais</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EXEWWEGxw-C9rc4IMa3VbU4b0Bc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EXEWWEGxw-C9rc4IMa3VbU4b0Bc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EXEWWEGxw-C9rc4IMa3VbU4b0Bc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EXEWWEGxw-C9rc4IMa3VbU4b0Bc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Minha pele é bem oleosa, e nos últimos dias, nasceram 4 espinhas de uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;Isso acontece durante o período que antecede os dias que a maioria das mulheres &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADOOORA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há pouco mais de um mês, fui numa famigerada rede de farmácias paraense com vááárias filiais em Recife comprar o tal sabonete antiacne asepxia. Confesso que diminuiu bem a oleosidade nos primeiros dias, depois voltou ao "normal".&lt;br /&gt;Usei até o final pra não jogar fora mesmo, mas prometendo a mim mesma que não compraria novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa farmácia, aos domingos, sempre tem alguma promoção. Fui lá conferir.&lt;br /&gt;Não achei nada de interessante. =/&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim fui olhar outras prateleiras beeeeeem mais atraentes!&lt;br /&gt;Bati o olho num sabonete da Granado, do qual ouvi falar muito bem, e espero que dê pelo menos um pouco de jeito no meu sebo.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces, essas foram as minhas comprinhas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWi7LqrONI/AAAAAAAAAzw/3_6U0JcUabU/s1600/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWi7LqrONI/AAAAAAAAAzw/3_6U0JcUabU/s320/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563532052313880786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom começo de semana. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-7583609646907066560?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/psZbOE-L_Fs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/7583609646907066560/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=7583609646907066560&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7583609646907066560?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7583609646907066560?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/psZbOE-L_Fs/compras-dominicais.html" title="Compras dominicais" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TTWi7LqrONI/AAAAAAAAAzw/3_6U0JcUabU/s72-c/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B102.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/01/compras-dominicais.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGRn86fCp7ImA9Wx9XFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-7594342799088817334</id><published>2011-01-09T12:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:58:47.114-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-09T12:58:47.114-03:00</app:edited><title>Chá do meio-dia</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDGHVK7yDILJ0XVgJUXHAkmBmSc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDGHVK7yDILJ0XVgJUXHAkmBmSc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDGHVK7yDILJ0XVgJUXHAkmBmSc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDGHVK7yDILJ0XVgJUXHAkmBmSc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cof, cof. Tirando o já criado mofo do meu bloguito, estreio 2011 com um ócio criativo do caramba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Recife, dá pra fritar um ovo na pista de tão quente que está!&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que peguei meu infusor e preparei este delicioso chá mate com limão batido com MUITO gelo no liquidificador. Nhammmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TSnawfB9f0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/6-7BF90fnyM/s1600/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TSnawfB9f0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/6-7BF90fnyM/s320/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560215741463887682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Novidades em breve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-7594342799088817334?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/XqNeKCkD7ls" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/7594342799088817334/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=7594342799088817334&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7594342799088817334?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/7594342799088817334?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/XqNeKCkD7ls/cha-do-meio-dia.html" title="Chá do meio-dia" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TSnawfB9f0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/6-7BF90fnyM/s72-c/JANEIRO%2B2011%2B004.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2011/01/cha-do-meio-dia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MEQ349cCp7ImA9Wx9TF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-3116020426580842132</id><published>2010-11-25T13:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:10:02.068-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-25T13:10:02.068-03:00</app:edited><title>Doação de Sangue - HEMOPE</title><content type="html">
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Cada modelito lindo. ai, ai!&lt;br /&gt;Supera a Renner nesse aspecto.&lt;br /&gt;Perguntei a uma moça lá se podia tirar foto das roupas, ela foi falar com o gerente e ele não se encontrava no momento. :( Fica pra próxima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia desses, xeretando uns blogs aí, que a memória não permite dizer quais são, encontrei um site gringo com roupas de enlouquecer qualquer &lt;s&gt;consumista&lt;/s&gt;consumidora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, o site eu salvei, claro! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos babar?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOyScUyLjBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/B-70JER-KnM/s1600/sdasdsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOyScUyLjBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/B-70JER-KnM/s320/sdasdsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542966256699411474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOySoXeVzYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fxW4u5kPnKc/s1600/sas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOySoXeVzYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fxW4u5kPnKc/s320/sas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542966463579934082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOySvke2EYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/xE-i8C-PEEo/s1600/dsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOySvke2EYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/xE-i8C-PEEo/s320/dsd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542966587330793858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O site chama-se &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/category.asp?catalog_name=FOREVER21&amp;amp;category_name=faith_main&amp;amp;Page=1" target="_blank"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-6813685287249592455?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/2rQGnPAzBsQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/6813685287249592455/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=6813685287249592455&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6813685287249592455?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/6813685287249592455?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/2rQGnPAzBsQ/forever-21-plus-size.html" title="Forever 21 + Plus Size" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzqts6cGkcg/TOyScUyLjBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/B-70JER-KnM/s72-c/sdasdsa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2010/11/forever-21-plus-size.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMEQXc-cCp7ImA9Wx9TEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-4807772778032378759</id><published>2010-11-18T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T13:40:00.958-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-18T13:40:00.958-03:00</app:edited><title>10 coisas que NÃO se deve fazer ao terminar um relacionamento</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HDfBwhnsrBCHAgKffQMBzuUY1s8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HDfBwhnsrBCHAgKffQMBzuUY1s8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HDfBwhnsrBCHAgKffQMBzuUY1s8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HDfBwhnsrBCHAgKffQMBzuUY1s8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Eu vi essas dica no &lt;a href="http://www.donagiraffa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dona Giraffa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Apesar de o assunto ser bem delicado, eu ri demais quando li um quesito aí. Adivinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Jamais dê a notícia por telefone, carta, e-mail, SMS, depoimento no Orkut ou twitter. Não existe nada mais doloroso e covarde do que isso;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Nunca afirme que a culpa é somente sua, que você precisa ficar um tempo sozinho, etc. Ninguém acredita mais nisso, quando na realidade o que se quer mesmo é simplesmente terminar.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Não fique humilhando a pessoa, fugindo, saindo “só” com os amigos, ignorando, maltratando, traindo. Isso pode causar um abalo psicológico sem proporções;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;Quando for romper a relação, não beba; esteja totalmente sóbrio.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Não diga que vocês ainda podem ser bons amigos, pois se é você quem está terminando, cabe a outra pessoa decidir esta questão.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Se no momento do término você decidir comentar os defeitos que a pessoa tem, e que hoje tanto te incomodam, não faça isso. Já basta o sofrimento do próprio fim.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Falsas esperanças não são bem vindas. Portanto, nada de: “mas a gente pode tentar novamente daqui a algum tempo…”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Se você já está com outra pessoa em vista, diga a verdade, mesmo que seja um conhecido do casal. Se não tem ninguém, não há motivos pra inventar isso;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Não seja violento, independente da reação da outra parte. E tome o cuidado para que não tenha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;nenhum tipo de objeto cortante ou pontiagudo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nas proximidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;Por último, não menos importante, seja sincero em todas as palavras. Mentir, nesse caso, só vai piorar a situação.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523366775391741495-4807772778032378759?l=semparametro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SemParmetro/~4/5PWWQtuqrmM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://semparametro.blogspot.com/feeds/4807772778032378759/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523366775391741495&amp;postID=4807772778032378759&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4807772778032378759?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523366775391741495/posts/default/4807772778032378759?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SemParmetro/~3/5PWWQtuqrmM/10-coisas-que-nao-se-deve-fazer-ao.html" title="10 coisas que NÃO se deve fazer ao terminar um relacionamento" /><author><name>Regina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17354104470613871379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93TFBXqsmsw/Twpw5ivKIyI/AAAAAAAABAY/n_Xrfl6WhBc/s220/Tulips.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://semparametro.blogspot.com/2010/11/10-coisas-que-nao-se-deve-fazer-ao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YMQH0-eip7ImA9Wx5aGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523366775391741495.post-8462361267058736384</id><published>2010-11-17T01:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T01:46:21.352-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-17T01:46:21.352-03:00</app:edited><title>Coleção CRAVO E CANELA 80's</title><content type="html">
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