<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067</id><updated>2011-05-18T15:20:20.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Que pasa?</title><subtitle type='html'>organizando a vida...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-111202578275905764</id><published>2005-03-28T13:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:03:02.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mudando de casa¿Que pasa? em novo endereço...Clique aqui.quepasa.zip.net</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/111202578275905764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/111202578275905764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111202578275905764' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-110486748644924745</id><published>2005-01-04T17:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:39:58.456-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário de gravidez IEntrando na 11a. semana. Nada de enjôos, vômitos ou qualquer outro sintoma característico de gravidez. Mas estou de cama, de repouso absoluto. Descolamento de placenta. Tive um pequeno sangramento há duas semanas. Senti algumas dores, mas agora estou melhor. Não verei a cara da rua até o final do mês. Não aguento mais ficar deitada o dia todo. Minhas costas doem, tenho tédio,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110486748644924745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110486748644924745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110486748644924745' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-110237306654457983</id><published>2004-12-06T20:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:44:26.546-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desejo...De comer pão com mortadela! :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110237306654457983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110237306654457983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110237306654457983' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-110235977011251394</id><published>2004-12-06T16:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:47:13.146-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grávida, sim, senhor!E deu positivo! Estou na sexta semana de gestação. Nada de enjôos, frescurinhas e mudanças bruscas de humor. Às vezes fico na dúvida quanto à gravidez, mas não posso reclamar, porque sei de pessoas que realmente passaram muito mal. De vez em quando dá um mal-estar, mas passa logo; é só não ficar muito tempo sem comer. E agora eu tenho que comer o dia inteiro, em poucas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110235977011251394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110235977011251394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110235977011251394' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-110015066238411110</id><published>2004-11-11T03:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T12:39:49.826-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ligeiramente grávida?Não sei, não... Mas estou achando que estou. Enjôos? Não... Mas muitas mulheres não sentem nada. Menstruação atrasada? Ainda tenho que esperar mais uma semana, mas depois que parei de tomar a pílula já não sei mais qual o dia certo. E os seios estão inchados e doloridos. Muito. Como nunca estiveram. Não sei pq, mas acho que estou mesmo. Compro um testezinho na sexta. Cruzem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110015066238411110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/110015066238411110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110015066238411110' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109668491367774035</id><published>2004-10-01T23:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T23:45:52.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Os homens têm medo de mulheres casadas?Não sei o que acontece que, quando encontro um conhecido que não vejo há tempos e digo que estou casada, ele não fala mais comigo ou fala medindo as palavras como se tivesse medo de insinuar alguma coisa. O que esses homens pensam? Que eu vou atacá-los e fazer deles todos meus amantes? Que eu virei um ser de outro mundo ou pq simplesmente eu deixei de estar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109668491367774035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109668491367774035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109668491367774035' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109568951974997949</id><published>2004-09-20T11:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T11:11:59.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aonde isso vai parar?Que droga de música é aquela da Xuxa??"TA-RA-RA BUNDIEI! TA-RA-RA BUNDIEI!"Sem comentários... Aliás, sem comentários para aquela loira aguada nojenta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109568951974997949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109568951974997949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109568951974997949' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109418074750177262</id><published>2004-09-02T23:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T00:05:47.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me preparando para ser mãeAgora me decidi e acho que estou me acostumando com a idéia. Quero engravidar até o final do ano. Enrolei até agora por não me achar preparada para isso e muito também por birra com os parentes que insistiam em cobrar por um herdeiro, como se a minha função fosse estritamente reprodutiva. Mas o tempo está passando e eu não sou mais tão mocinha, podendo me dar ao luxo de</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109418074750177262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109418074750177262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109418074750177262' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109291710362035101</id><published>2004-08-19T09:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T09:14:52.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O amor REALMENTE é cegoMarcelo: Sabia que vc é a mulher mais linda do mundo?Eu: Mas a mulher mais linda do mundo não é Giselle Bundchen?Marcelo: Pra mim vc é a mulher mais linda do mundo.Eu: Mais que a Giselle Bundchen?Marcelo: Mais, muito mais... Muito, muito...:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109291710362035101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109291710362035101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109291710362035101' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109217780914397573</id><published>2004-08-10T19:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T19:43:29.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Neve CarbônicaConsiste na aplicação de gelo seco dissolvido em acetona, no couro cabeludo para diminuir a oleosidade, melhorando a queda de cabelos e seborréia. Pelo menos foi o que a moça que aplicou me explicou e o que eu entendi. Mas o fato é que essa tal neve carbônica arde pra burro e não é nada agradável. Fora que eu ainda tenho outras 7 aplicações...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109217780914397573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109217780914397573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109217780914397573' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109207456194520350</id><published>2004-08-09T14:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T15:02:41.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ficando carecaResolvi, finalmente, fazer um tratamento para a queda de cabelos. A dermatologista me receitou xampu, umas gotinhas para pingar na cabeça e até vitamina. Resultado da brincadeira: R$147,00 em medicamentos, mais R$240,00 divididos em 8 sessões de uma tal neve carbônica. Desse jeito, quem vai ficar sem nada é a minha conta bancária...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109207456194520350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109207456194520350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109207456194520350' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109151470076994426</id><published>2004-08-03T03:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T03:31:40.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Preciso de elogios...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109151470076994426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109151470076994426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109151470076994426' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-109033614247246390</id><published>2004-07-20T12:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T12:09:02.473-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mouse com soluçoComprei um mouse novo e não sei o que acontece, mas quando estou imprimindo ele fica pulando. Vou clicar num link, ele pula e eu acabo clicando em outro. Vou tentar voltar e ele pula de novo e eu clico em outra coisa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109033614247246390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/109033614247246390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109033614247246390' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108935020744002290</id><published>2004-07-09T02:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T02:16:47.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Henri Castelli no Programa do JôMeu Deus! Má, me perdoe, mas... que homem! hehehe :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108935020744002290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108935020744002290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108935020744002290' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108857272354158508</id><published>2004-06-30T02:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T02:20:17.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enquanto não dá para comprar... Não é proibido sonhar!Lá vai minha lista de desejos atualizada!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108857272354158508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108857272354158508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108857272354158508' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108851835450622264</id><published>2004-06-29T11:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T11:12:34.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CompulsãoEstou com uma vontade incontrolável de comprar alguma coisa, qualquer coisa... Mas a situação financeira do momento não permite...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108851835450622264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108851835450622264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108851835450622264' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108741876011112935</id><published>2004-06-16T17:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T20:36:45.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acredite se quiser...Mas eu ganhei uma câmera digital do site Terra com esta foto, que foi escolhida a melhor do mês!Estou animada! Nunca ganhei algo tão legal! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108741876011112935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108741876011112935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108741876011112935' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108639133927223377</id><published>2004-06-04T20:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T20:24:41.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seguindo a idéia da minha irmã...... fiz a minha pequena lista de desejos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108639133927223377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108639133927223377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108639133927223377' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108638432040519960</id><published>2004-06-04T18:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T18:25:20.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sexta, 4 de junho, Shopping Santa Cruz, às 14h30Dia de estréia do filme Harry Potter e o prisioneiro de Azkaban. Me senti em Hogwarts, com todos aqueles aprendizes de bruxo a minha volta. Todos devidamente uniformizados: capas, chapéus de bruxo, camisas brancas e gravatas listradas. Só faltou alguém aparecer fantasiado de Dumbledore. Ia ser o cúmulo...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108638432040519960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108638432040519960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108638432040519960' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108483228943868120</id><published>2004-05-17T19:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T19:19:41.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fim-de-semana no sítio...... do amigo do Marcelo. Foi um passeio agradável e estava um friozinho bom. Mas voltei com uma alergia que peguei não sei de onde, nem como. Estou com a cara vermelha, inchada e coçando. Uma belezura! O resultado de hoje foi uma ida ao pronto-socorro e uma injeção de corticóide na veia. :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108483228943868120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108483228943868120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108483228943868120' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108413918106505161</id><published>2004-05-09T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T11:02:49.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dia das mãesPassei em Peruíbe, com os parentes do Marcelo. O duro foi ter que ficar ouvindo: "Logo, logo é a sua vez, heim!". Simplesmente irritante. Será que não dá para passar um feriado ou um dia especial sem ter que ouvir esse tipo de comentário? Será que não dá para entender que para ter um filho eu tenho que querer e ter certeza de que é a hora certa? Ser mãe é uma coisa especial e eu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108413918106505161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108413918106505161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108413918106505161' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108307682455291562</id><published>2004-04-27T11:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:44:32.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Código Da VinciEste livro é interessantíssimo. Inclui assassinato, conspirações, arte... tudo o que eu gosto! Não consigo mais largar o livro. Outro dia fui dormir às 4h da manhã. Só parei de ler pq as letras já estavam começando a embaralhar. Uma sugestão para quem pretende ler: tenha em mãos uma imagem de "A Última Ceia", de Leonardo da Vinci. Num dos pontos do livro vai ser interessante </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108307682455291562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108307682455291562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307682455291562' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108244134476790459</id><published>2004-04-20T03:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T03:13:02.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matando o tempoO Marcelo não está e eu aproveitei para mudar o template. Tudo para ver se o tempo passa mais rápido. Três da manhã... Acho que já posso ir dormir...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108244134476790459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108244134476790459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108244134476790459' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108237923968588183</id><published>2004-04-19T09:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T09:57:57.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maridinho foi viajar hoje...Só volta na quarta-feira. Já estou com saudades... :'(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108237923968588183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108237923968588183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237923968588183' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108212131145781421</id><published>2004-04-16T10:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T10:19:04.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Algumas fotos tiradas em Cancun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108212131145781421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108212131145781421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108212131145781421' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-108074146977719683</id><published>2004-03-31T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T11:07:28.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My best friendsQuem poderia imaginar que continuaríamos amigas depois de tantos e tantos anos, que estaríamos presentes nas formaturas da faculdade, em nossos casamentos e agora, no nascimento do primeiro filho de uma de nós. Minha lembrança do nosso primeiro encontro é a do ginásio, 7a. série, onde eu vinha muito tímida, do Rio, miúda, meio perdida e vocês me receberam de forma tão carinhosa. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108074146977719683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/108074146977719683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108074146977719683' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107966215855960952</id><published>2004-03-18T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T23:12:34.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Falta pouco!É sábado! México! Cancun! E torcer para a greve da polícia federal acabar logo... :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107966215855960952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107966215855960952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107966215855960952' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107772043749603032</id><published>2004-02-25T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T03:07:57.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carnaval nota... 7,5!!Fomos para um sítio em Tupi e depois de muito pão de forma, macarronada, churrasco, refrigerante, pizza, dias e dias de chuva, voltei com várias picadas de formiga, dormi com aranhas no quarto e pererecas no banheiro. Pensem o que quiserem... Não sirvo para viver no meio do mato! :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107772043749603032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107772043749603032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107772043749603032' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107667809419734736</id><published>2004-02-13T11:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T11:17:23.966-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>À moda antigaA idéia do Marcelo foi a de ir guardando o dinheiro num porquinho e esquecer dele até o fim do mês.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107667809419734736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107667809419734736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667809419734736' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107597967730917350</id><published>2004-02-05T09:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T19:26:05.716-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zero em contabilidadeOutra das desvantagens de se trabalhar em casa e ir recebendo aos poucos é que a gente acaba se perdendo nas contas, gasta mais do que deve e, no final, fica sem muito dinheiro na mão. Ainda não sei qual a melhor forma de administrar isso, mas vou precisar descobrir logo...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107597967730917350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107597967730917350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107597967730917350' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107590086624418043</id><published>2004-02-04T11:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T11:23:48.233-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ainda morro disso!Das duas, uma! Ou eu acabo com essa preguiça, ou ela acaba comigo! O ruim de trabalhar em casa é isso... Não ter obrigações com ninguém e ter horário flexível para tudo. Sinto que estou começando a acomodar. Por outro lado, fazer o que gosto, sem encheção de saco e ainda ganhar dinheiro trabalhando feliz é uma coisa muito boa. Engraçado que, apesar de tudo, ainda não tive tempo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107590086624418043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107590086624418043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590086624418043' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107529174075843664</id><published>2004-01-28T10:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T10:11:09.356-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Segurando as pelancasA hidroginástica já está fazendo efeito. Sinto que estou ganhando mais resistência e a barriguinha até já desinchou um pouco. Agora até tenho ido ao banheiro mais facilmente. Mas deixemos esse comentário para lá. Falta agora curar a preguiça de acordar mais cedo para ir à academia...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107529174075843664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107529174075843664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107529174075843664' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107529102076544817</id><published>2004-01-28T09:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T09:59:08.686-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Primeiro post do anoNão postei até agora pq não tenho muitas coisas para falar. O fim de ano foi como todos os outros... Passei o Natal e o Ano Novo em Peruíbe, na casa dos pais do Marcelo. Para ser sincera, não gosto muito dessas festas em família. Não sou muito acostumada com isso. Em casa, éramos somente eu, meus pais e meus irmãos. Não acho que seja uma besteira comemorar com a família </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107529102076544817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107529102076544817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107529102076544817' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107217997149661695</id><published>2003-12-23T09:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T09:47:32.280-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A família está crescendoA Nori teve mais dois filhotinhos hoje... :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107217997149661695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107217997149661695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107217997149661695' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-107176515824384729</id><published>2003-12-18T14:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T14:35:23.326-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uma pequena listinha de desejos para o próximo anoEu queria passar uns dias fora da minha realidade, num outro mundo, entre pessoas que não conheço e que por isso não me cobram nada. Eu queria 1% do prêmio acumulado da Mega Sena (não, eu não quero o prêmio todo... seria pedir muito!). Queria, com esse dinheiro, abrir um negócio, seguir o meu caminho... Queria ser mais segura sobre as minhas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107176515824384729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/107176515824384729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107176515824384729' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106927352280950504</id><published>2003-11-19T18:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T00:35:18.280-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pois é...Joguei tudo para o alto novamente. Seja o que Deus quiser...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106927352280950504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106927352280950504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106927352280950504' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106875575245925993</id><published>2003-11-13T18:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T18:38:46.450-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finalmente...Uma foto do Skinner e da Nori dormindo juntinhos na gaiolinha. Falando neles, acho que a Nori vai ter filhotinhos de novo. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106875575245925993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106875575245925993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106875575245925993' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106851184474008689</id><published>2003-11-10T22:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T22:56:05.280-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Novo Photoshop CSIndicado pela minha amiga Yuka, que trabalha pela Adobe. Parece ser muito bom, mas ainda não fiz o download do demo. Para fotógrafos e designers em geral. Promete auxiliar na execução mais rápida do design, melhorar a qualidade das imagens e gerenciamento dos arquivos. Vou conferir logo, logo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106851184474008689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106851184474008689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106851184474008689' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106797936950828736</id><published>2003-11-04T18:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T18:40:34.403-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando vi a foto abaixo publicada no jornal, fiquei indignada com um ato tão covarde. O Japão tem tradição na pesca de golfinhos e lá isso não é proibido. O mais terrível é ver a água manchada de sangue. Difícil é acreditar que um país considerado tão evoluído possa ainda cometer ato de tamanha crueldade.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106797936950828736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106797936950828736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106797936950828736' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106789113953988288</id><published>2003-11-03T18:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T18:58:04.950-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Massacre de golfinhos no JapãoO Estado de São Paulo - 31/10</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106789113953988288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106789113953988288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106789113953988288' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106713087906676300</id><published>2003-10-25T23:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T23:14:58.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ando sem muitas preocupações. Posso dizer que a minha vida é praticamente perfeita, tirando o fato de eu nunca ter exercido a profissão que gostaria: arquitetura. Vou compensando com outras coisas que gosto. Tenho desenhado mais e voltei ao meu artesanato, o que me deixa a pessoa mais zen do mundo... e também a com menos coisas a dizer.Gostaria de transformar este blog em algo mais informativo, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106713087906676300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106713087906676300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106713087906676300' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106699673189391366</id><published>2003-10-24T09:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:58:53.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apaguei tudo. Deu um trabalhão danado. Mas outro dia reli alguns posts antigos e não gostei nada do que li. Muita mágoa, ressentimento e raiva. Textos realmente sem conteúdo algum. Quero recomeçar, esquecer as coisas ruins e aprender coisas novas...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106699673189391366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106699673189391366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106699673189391366' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993067.post-106695710797564780</id><published>2003-10-23T22:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T22:58:28.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reorganizando a casa, deletando tudo. Começando do zero...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106695710797564780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2993067/posts/default/106695710797564780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quepasa.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106695710797564780' title=''/><author><name>Leila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09964906005696068803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
