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G.</category><category>Sylvia Plath</category><category>lo que no se ve</category><category>yo</category><category>Axiomatización</category><category>Cosas mías</category><category>soy</category><category>agony</category><category>Por los amigos</category><category>Eduardo Galeano</category><category>Pensando en "Vos" alta</category><category>Benedetti</category><category>CHARLES CHAPLIN</category><category>Oniricamente</category><category>Desplazamiento neuronal</category><category>Nada</category><category>Premio</category><category>afuera</category><category>Free</category><category>Peculiaridades</category><category>Hamlet Lima Quintana</category><category>No te mueras sin decirme adonde vas</category><title>RELACIONES EMPIRICAS</title><description /><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/lOxY" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/loxy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-2914456736305630405</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2011 03:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-09T00:45:46.888-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Me ayudan?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quiero comprarme una &lt;b&gt;netbook&lt;/b&gt;, que me recomiendan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;necesito que la batería tenga una duración de 5 hs o más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ensvidia.com/web/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/asus_eee_pc_1005ha_pink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://ensvidia.com/web/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/asus_eee_pc_1005ha_pink.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-2914456736305630405?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-ayudan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-2880615134735330476</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-26T00:43:46.603-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>nunca...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UDnDHm44jw/TeZsvG_J6DI/AAAAAAAAA2c/A8ugqRMc_Do/s1600/se-fue-demasiado-pronto1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UDnDHm44jw/TeZsvG_J6DI/AAAAAAAAA2c/A8ugqRMc_Do/s320/se-fue-demasiado-pronto1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NADIE se va porque si...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-2880615134735330476?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/11/nunca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UDnDHm44jw/TeZsvG_J6DI/AAAAAAAAA2c/A8ugqRMc_Do/s72-c/se-fue-demasiado-pronto1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-883741254273586442</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-17T17:37:07.434-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Cuando de Perder se trata...</title><description>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;La palabra perder está desvalorizada, cuando decimos &lt;i&gt;Perder&lt;/i&gt; enseguida la asociamos con dolor, alejamiento y sufrimiento. Hoy siento que cuando perdí siempre fue para ganar mucho más.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Perdí tantas pero tantas cosas que no tengo registro, pero para nombrar algunas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Perdí mi adolescencia para ganar la entrada a la madurez, perdí mi virginidad para ganar caricias, besos y un gran amor,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;perdí horas de sueño pensando y gané la solución a mi problema, perdí una relación de amistad y gané como aprendizaje que a los amigos hay que cuidarlos y nunca cuestionarlos…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0yLmFz8SkM/TnUELUMh0hI/AAAAAAAABgA/0hNV5Sj2btk/s1600/banka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0yLmFz8SkM/TnUELUMh0hI/AAAAAAAABgA/0hNV5Sj2btk/s320/banka.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;perdí... perdí tantas cosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Y vos, cuantas veces perdiste para ganar?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-883741254273586442?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/09/cuando-de-perder-se-trata.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0yLmFz8SkM/TnUELUMh0hI/AAAAAAAABgA/0hNV5Sj2btk/s72-c/banka.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-5403253883441522947</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-05T01:08:40.710-03:00</atom:updated><title>próximamente...</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIzBLQU55rw/ThKN3OEKIwI/AAAAAAAABf8/YQloc06oGws/s1600/Quirofano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIzBLQU55rw/ThKN3OEKIwI/AAAAAAAABf8/YQloc06oGws/s320/Quirofano.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;para nada contenta... ufff &amp;nbsp;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-5403253883441522947?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/07/proximamente.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIzBLQU55rw/ThKN3OEKIwI/AAAAAAAABf8/YQloc06oGws/s72-c/Quirofano.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-5537262140726311797</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2011 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-28T23:50:52.797-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>sin segundas oportunidades</title><description>- Estás bien?&lt;br /&gt;
- Sí, todo normal. A veces siento que me falta algo pero se soporta. &lt;br /&gt;
- Y no vas a hacer nada para solucionarlo?&lt;br /&gt;
- No. Nada. Sólo dejar que siga doliendo&lt;br /&gt;
- Las ausencias duelen, es cierto&lt;br /&gt;
- Si. Y más cuando sabes que no hay vuelta atrás&lt;br /&gt;
- Por orgullo?&lt;br /&gt;
- No sé, creo que no.  &lt;br /&gt;
- Y entonces?&lt;br /&gt;
- Entonces creo que es menos doloroso así, con esa ausencia&lt;br /&gt;
- No entiendo&lt;br /&gt;
- Que hay presencias que duelen…&lt;br /&gt;
- Ah, bien. Volvemos al principio. Solo te queda soportar…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-5537262140726311797?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/sin-segundas-oportunidades.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-1604234828642830300</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-11T00:01:21.357-03:00</atom:updated><title>Generación Empírica</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9VzMHUqgMKI" width="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maquetación y Fotografía&lt;br /&gt;
Román López De La Serna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-1604234828642830300?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/generacion-empirica.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/9VzMHUqgMKI/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-9196023412570419392</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2011 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-12T23:22:53.420-03:00</atom:updated><title>y sigo...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzujSZSMVZE/TfV0OabXZPI/AAAAAAAABfw/391TeKuVY0g/s1600/futuro1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzujSZSMVZE/TfV0OabXZPI/AAAAAAAABfw/391TeKuVY0g/s320/futuro1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Explorando ideas y regresando &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;atrás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Compartiendo miradas y secretos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proyectando un futuro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estás en él&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-9196023412570419392?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/y-sigo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzujSZSMVZE/TfV0OabXZPI/AAAAAAAABfw/391TeKuVY0g/s72-c/futuro1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-5281852947416652385</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-09T00:57:29.202-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>lo complicado de lo simple</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLkQMNMjcNM/TfBEQDkxsmI/AAAAAAAABfs/Iqp2bFGLasE/s1600/1210348225_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLkQMNMjcNM/TfBEQDkxsmI/AAAAAAAABfs/Iqp2bFGLasE/s400/1210348225_f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La simpleza que me envuelve es tan placentera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lo complicado que me agobia es tan simple que…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el mundo explota a través de mis oídos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-5281852947416652385?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/lo-complicado-de-lo-simple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLkQMNMjcNM/TfBEQDkxsmI/AAAAAAAABfs/Iqp2bFGLasE/s72-c/1210348225_f.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-6645735175763041213</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2011 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-07T23:50:41.185-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Sinfonía en silencio</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwL7jnxTL5g/Te7jPpVBFZI/AAAAAAAABfo/FxyiGeeants/s1600/14745490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwL7jnxTL5g/Te7jPpVBFZI/AAAAAAAABfo/FxyiGeeants/s320/14745490.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Las yemas de mis dedos se llenan de pétalos cuando intentan tocarte el alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi espalda emana notas musicales, curvada, obligándome ir a tu encuentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-6645735175763041213?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/sinfonia-en-silencio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwL7jnxTL5g/Te7jPpVBFZI/AAAAAAAABfo/FxyiGeeants/s72-c/14745490.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-9084719801324448553</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2011 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-06T23:17:08.706-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Lo que pasó y lo que me pasa</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AjOGp1LmJ8/Te2KCJBUDvI/AAAAAAAABfk/8Wc4WkqeZv4/s1600/ipage_2_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AjOGp1LmJ8/Te2KCJBUDvI/AAAAAAAABfk/8Wc4WkqeZv4/s320/ipage_2_2.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando estabas cerquita mio me sentía indestructible e inmortal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahora vulnerable...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-9084719801324448553?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/06/lo-que-paso-y-lo-que-me-pasa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AjOGp1LmJ8/Te2KCJBUDvI/AAAAAAAABfk/8Wc4WkqeZv4/s72-c/ipage_2_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-7162614668247271640</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-23T21:30:48.053-03:00</atom:updated><title>Ya casi...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhdTclx4Uo0/Tdr8CzuD-1I/AAAAAAAABfg/nJwmwqskx5U/s1600/volver.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhdTclx4Uo0/Tdr8CzuD-1I/AAAAAAAABfg/nJwmwqskx5U/s1600/volver.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Este espacio mío tan querido ha tenido altibajos a lo largo del tiempo. Ellos obedecen a mis cambios de humor, mis cambios de ritmos de vida y mis sutiles cambios por el solo hecho de ser mujer. Hoy quiero, hoy necesito y mañana no sé si quiero, no sé si necesito… en fin, ustedes me entienden. Las mujeres me entienden por ser mujeres y los hombres me entienden porque… no nos entienden.&lt;br /&gt;
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Después de Junio se termina una etapa muy pero muy exigente de trabajo, supongo que después que termine voy a necesitar actualizar este espacio un poco más seguido. Porqué me sobrará el tiempo y porque quiero retomar el contacto con un montón de blogs a los que visitaba a diario y he dejado de hacerlo. &lt;br /&gt;
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Besos para todos los que pasen por acá y no se olviden nunca que me amo profundamente y que no podría vivir sin mi…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-7162614668247271640?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/05/ya-casi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhdTclx4Uo0/Tdr8CzuD-1I/AAAAAAAABfg/nJwmwqskx5U/s72-c/volver.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-3876488646009964917</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2011 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-20T00:46:41.404-03:00</atom:updated><title>Mensaje....</title><description>Me dieron unas terribles ganas de saber de vos!&lt;br /&gt;
Pero... no sé adonde escribirte.&lt;br /&gt;
A "esa" cuenta no puedo.&lt;br /&gt;
A la que siempre usaste y cerraste 35 veces y que después abrí yo, que después te devolví... seguro que la cerraste otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;
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Se te extraña un montón, me gustaría que me cuentes y contarte&lt;br /&gt;
Prometo portarme bien, no acosarte, ni hacerte proposiciones cochinas jijiji =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-3876488646009964917?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/05/mensaje-personal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-56890441729559812</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-28T02:02:49.413-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Es y no es...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mOO4ggu7Vmo/TZAV_3YFJ_I/AAAAAAAABfc/t2doF8WOdsM/s1600/flor_con_nevada_0086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mOO4ggu7Vmo/TZAV_3YFJ_I/AAAAAAAABfc/t2doF8WOdsM/s320/flor_con_nevada_0086.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;El coraje no es como el roble que soporta tempestad tras tempestad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Es la flor delicada que se abre en medio de la nieve…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-56890441729559812?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/03/es-y-no-es.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mOO4ggu7Vmo/TZAV_3YFJ_I/AAAAAAAABfc/t2doF8WOdsM/s72-c/flor_con_nevada_0086.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-1554486508941453392</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 07:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-25T04:09:55.255-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>¿Crees que el amor puede con todo?</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y-aH_oeqX0Q/TYw_V3EaQUI/AAAAAAAABfY/_zQPxG5UR88/s1600/Crees+que+el+amor+puede+con+todo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y-aH_oeqX0Q/TYw_V3EaQUI/AAAAAAAABfY/_zQPxG5UR88/s1600/Crees+que+el+amor+puede+con+todo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;quiero creerlo...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-1554486508941453392?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/03/crees-que-el-amor-puede-con-todo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y-aH_oeqX0Q/TYw_V3EaQUI/AAAAAAAABfY/_zQPxG5UR88/s72-c/Crees+que+el+amor+puede+con+todo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-2327630795988214776</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T14:50:35.794-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yo</category><title>Porque soy mujer...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aaHfTKGYSD0/TXe86St7GDI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ohTUGMKgjyc/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aaHfTKGYSD0/TXe86St7GDI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ohTUGMKgjyc/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Porque deberás ser lo suficientemente fuerte para vivir sin dependencia alguna,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;sin ataduras dolorosas, porque deberás ser capaz de seguir, con dolores y aún con soledades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Porque sos mujer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-2327630795988214776?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/03/porque-soy-mujer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aaHfTKGYSD0/TXe86St7GDI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ohTUGMKgjyc/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-225288272997542416</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-09T13:38:37.266-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pensando en "Vos" alta</category><title>SI ESTÁS DE ACUERDO...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TVLCw0isRCI/AAAAAAAABfI/e9urTJrIhRM/s1600/joven08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TVLCw0isRCI/AAAAAAAABfI/e9urTJrIhRM/s320/joven08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quiero hacerte el amor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-225288272997542416?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/02/si-estas-de-acuerdo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TVLCw0isRCI/AAAAAAAABfI/e9urTJrIhRM/s72-c/joven08.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-7557207880996090713</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-03T21:13:24.482-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rubén Bonifaz Nuño</category><title>Centímetro a centímetro</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TUtEZUZH0yI/AAAAAAAABfA/ZGGNeHKelTE/s1600/MI_VENTANA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TUtEZUZH0yI/AAAAAAAABfA/ZGGNeHKelTE/s320/MI_VENTANA.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Es como si dijeras:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"cuenta hasta diez, y búscame", y a oscuras&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yo empezara a buscarte, y torpemente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;te preguntara: "¿estás allí?", y salieras&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;riendo del escondite,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tú mismo, sí, en el fondo; pero envuelto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;en una luz distinta, en un aroma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nuevo, con un traje diferente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/12008228-7557207880996090713?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/02/centimetro-centimetro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TUtEZUZH0yI/AAAAAAAABfA/ZGGNeHKelTE/s72-c/MI_VENTANA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-1396426475051487038</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 04:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-24T01:45:19.042-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mio</category><title>Quien sabe...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M_r-UYLaaY/R3_MbW_rcSI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lad9FZgWg4Y/s1600-h/trajeok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152061269136339234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M_r-UYLaaY/R3_MbW_rcSI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lad9FZgWg4Y/s400/trajeok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quizás fuimos amigos, conocidos, vecinos...vecinos en algún pueblito de Italia, en el siglo XVIII, quizás nos cruzábamos a diario y nunca nos hablamos mas que con la mirada...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;05/01/08&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;16:28&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-1396426475051487038?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2008/01/quien-sabe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M_r-UYLaaY/R3_MbW_rcSI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lad9FZgWg4Y/s72-c/trajeok.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-1973378866224620193</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-24T01:32:56.931-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mirando el techo</category><title>Filosofando II</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/SwxtjRDUhMI/AAAAAAAABRY/A06-lJOB8CU/s1600/mancha.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407817705205302466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/SwxtjRDUhMI/AAAAAAAABRY/A06-lJOB8CU/s320/mancha.gif" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 134px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mientras más te lavas las manos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;más se ensucia tu imagen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;24/11/09&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;20:30&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-1973378866224620193?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2009/11/filosofando-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/SwxtjRDUhMI/AAAAAAAABRY/A06-lJOB8CU/s72-c/mancha.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-2187575671394852690</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2011 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-05T12:28:54.649-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pensando en "Vos" alta</category><title>TUROK RENOVADO</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTZZsljFCFI/AAAAAAAABek/iyJiw0mANwU/s1600/escritorio.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563733012191184978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTZZsljFCFI/AAAAAAAABek/iyJiw0mANwU/s320/escritorio.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTZZs-zIR9I/AAAAAAAABes/9WUvja4uWz4/s1600/RE.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563733018969393106" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTZZs-zIR9I/AAAAAAAABes/9WUvja4uWz4/s320/RE.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 218px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTcZQ9JM4oI/AAAAAAAABe0/yVkNSMTZfsk/s1600/RE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTcZQ9JM4oI/AAAAAAAABe0/yVkNSMTZfsk/s320/RE.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Veloz, simple, eficaz...&lt;br /&gt;
y no importa el SO, sigo amándolo como el primer día &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Gracias a todos los que me aconsejaron Windows 7, es realmente hermoso =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marichus.blogspot.com/2008/11/mi-nuevo-amante.html"&gt;Aquí el principio de la historia...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;28.11.2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TUMHdmr7m5I/AAAAAAAABe4/26ePgH5acgU/s1600/28.01.2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TUMHdmr7m5I/AAAAAAAABe4/26ePgH5acgU/s320/28.01.2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sábado, 5 de Febrero de 2011: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; integrantes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TU1sCtyEayI/AAAAAAAABfE/7z3iPJNK8CE/s1600/RE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TU1sCtyEayI/AAAAAAAABfE/7z3iPJNK8CE/s320/RE.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-2187575671394852690?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2011/01/turok-renovado.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TTZZsljFCFI/AAAAAAAABek/iyJiw0mANwU/s72-c/escritorio.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-1160592275456079663</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-26T03:16:44.201-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pensando en "Vos" alta</category><title>se mete en mi alma la eleva y me inunda</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRbdhbxCgyI/AAAAAAAABeQ/GT-9La5v7ME/s1600/elhombre1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRbdhbxCgyI/AAAAAAAABeQ/GT-9La5v7ME/s400/elhombre1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554870756866949922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y nunca dejarás, de mi boca escuchar decir que,&lt;br /&gt;YO QUIERO SER , TU AMOR , POR SIEMPRE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-1160592275456079663?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2010/12/se-mete-en-mi-alma-la-eleva-y-me-inunda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRbdhbxCgyI/AAAAAAAABeQ/GT-9La5v7ME/s72-c/elhombre1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-7070367037589233441</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-21T21:40:19.079-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sylvia Plath</category><title>Cierro los ojos y el mundo muere...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRFI32ekBCI/AAAAAAAABeE/cB0gzggqTsA/s1600/ikjzao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRFI32ekBCI/AAAAAAAABeE/cB0gzggqTsA/s400/ikjzao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553299939878241314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Imaginé que volverías como dijiste,&lt;br /&gt;Pero crecí y olvidé tu nombre.&lt;br /&gt;(Creo que te inventé en mi mente)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-7070367037589233441?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2010/12/cierro-los-ojos-y-el-mundo-muere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TRFI32ekBCI/AAAAAAAABeE/cB0gzggqTsA/s72-c/ikjzao.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-8066874915629278292</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Dec 2010 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-17T22:25:52.901-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soy</category><title>Sobre mi...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQwMXRXIgvI/AAAAAAAABd8/1gpwfeW27YA/s1600/leo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQwMXRXIgvI/AAAAAAAABd8/1gpwfeW27YA/s400/leo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551826034577933042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo, no es astuto pero si es transparente, aborrece la hipocresía y el retorcimiento. Es su debilidad, pero también su fuerza. Afectivamente es pasional, ama sinceramente, con lealtad y generosidad; pero, como a la vez anida en él el peligro de ser demasiado orgulloso y exigente, puede convertirse en tirano y egocéntrico hasta la insensibilidad, provocando grandes sufrimientos.&lt;br /&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/12008228-8066874915629278292?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2010/12/sobre-mi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQwMXRXIgvI/AAAAAAAABd8/1gpwfeW27YA/s72-c/leo2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-4836746081000653122</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-17T10:30:33.181-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Te deseo</category><title>HOY LES QUIERO REGALAR...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLBxdBmcI/AAAAAAAABds/7V6TZxr2YV4/s1600/regalo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549713503398500802" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLBxdBmcI/AAAAAAAABds/7V6TZxr2YV4/s200/regalo2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 188px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLBr7_arI/AAAAAAAABdk/8FvWmqBdtjg/s1600/regalo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549713501917768370" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLBr7_arI/AAAAAAAABdk/8FvWmqBdtjg/s200/regalo1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 165px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLB9nE0JI/AAAAAAAABd0/SIbXs1ZiK0k/s1600/regalo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549713506661879954" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLB9nE0JI/AAAAAAAABd0/SIbXs1ZiK0k/s200/regalo3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 182px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Estas cajas son mágicas, pero podés abrir sólo una.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuando se abra encontrarás lo que vos pediste, no importa el tamaño de lo que pidas, te aseguro que igual está ahí dentro.&lt;br /&gt;
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Respira hondo, pensá bien porque una vez abierta no hay vuelta atrás, no hay devolución. Si te animás, contame que encontraste, yo te lo cuento un poco más abajo porque sigo escribiendo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Este es el regalo de Navidad, de fin de año, de reyes y todos los acontecimientos del 2011. La crisis y la recesión se hacen presente en todos los rincones, espero sepan entender.&lt;br /&gt;
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Te deseo que seas inmensamente feliz, ahora y el resto de tu vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-4836746081000653122?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2010/12/hoy-les-quiero-regalar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/TQSLBxdBmcI/AAAAAAAABds/7V6TZxr2YV4/s72-c/regalo2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12008228.post-8836661613989798814</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2010 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-05T22:00:41.208-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SuperMan</category><title>Buscado..!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/R9HjPSUY7NI/AAAAAAAAAQY/XlGLuzbN0LQ/s1600-h/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175167298580311250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/R9HjPSUY7NI/AAAAAAAAAQY/XlGLuzbN0LQ/s320/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy enamorada de este hombre,&lt;br /&gt;si alguien conoce su paradero,&lt;br /&gt;favor de hacermelo saber,&lt;br /&gt;la recompensa es buena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luisa Lein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;07/03/08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ReSubido!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12008228-8836661613989798814?l=marichus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://marichus.blogspot.com/2008/03/buscado.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marichu)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mk6NKMdgvfk/R9HjPSUY7NI/AAAAAAAAAQY/XlGLuzbN0LQ/s72-c/superman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><language>en-us</language><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

