<?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-7927961448146533855</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:50:29.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Rolling Stone</title><subtitle type='html'>When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914988196951665326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYikqa1qIbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ieKAqYP-d3E/S220/Mary+Jane.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927961448146533855.post-7294124199897412304</id><published>2009-02-08T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:08:37.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbilhão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SY9Vd1r1ggI/AAAAAAAAACA/mkybvxdA6lY/s1600-h/turbilhao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549257553871362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SY9Vd1r1ggI/AAAAAAAAACA/mkybvxdA6lY/s320/turbilhao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um turbilhão. Parece um turbilhão.... As imagens não saem da cabeça e eu só consgigo pensar nas minhas péssimas palavras e no meu infantil comportamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Me dá o seu telefone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Não! Precisa ser agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Por quê? A gente tem uma vida inteira... Então pega o meu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Não, eu não vou te ligar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bom, então é isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- É, acho que é isso.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agh! Que saco! Não precisa ser agora e não precisa ser extamente do jeito que você vislumbrou....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realmente tem a vida inteira.... uma série de possibilidades, tempo, probabilidades, lugares, segundos, minutos, dias, meses, anos, décadas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMEDIATISMO.... IMATURIDADE! Rs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927961448146533855-7294124199897412304?l=likearolling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/feeds/7294124199897412304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/turbilhao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/7294124199897412304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/7294124199897412304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/turbilhao.html' title='Turbilhão'/><author><name>Mary Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914988196951665326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYikqa1qIbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ieKAqYP-d3E/S220/Mary+Jane.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SY9Vd1r1ggI/AAAAAAAAACA/mkybvxdA6lY/s72-c/turbilhao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927961448146533855.post-7929587118199504510</id><published>2009-02-04T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:45:03.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabedoria Popular</title><content type='html'>''Se o horário oficial é o de Brasília, por que a gente tem que trabalhar na segunda e na sexta?''&lt;br /&gt;(Dorival Caymi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Por maior que seja o buraco em que você se encontra, pense que, por enquanto, ainda não há terra em cima''&lt;br /&gt;(Dercy Gonçalves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Malandro é o pato, que já nasce com os dedos colados para não usar aliança''&lt;br /&gt;(Zeca Pagodinho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Os psiquiatras dizem que uma em cada quatro pessoas tem alguma deficiência mental... Fique de olho em três dos seus amigos. Se eles parecerem normais, o retardado é você''&lt;br /&gt;(Antônio Palocci)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Todo Mundo tem cliente. Só traficante e analista de Sistemas é que tem usuário''&lt;br /&gt; (Bill Gates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Mulher de amigo meu é igual a muro alto... .sei que é perigoso, mas eu trepo''&lt;br /&gt;(Chico Buarque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Casamento começa em motel e termina em pensão''&lt;br /&gt;(Romário)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Seja legal com seus filhos. São eles que vão escolher seu asilo''&lt;br /&gt;(Itamar Franco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Passar a mulher pra trás é fácil. O difícil é passar adiante''&lt;br /&gt;(Eduardo Suplicy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927961448146533855-7929587118199504510?l=likearolling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/feeds/7929587118199504510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/sabedoria-popular.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/7929587118199504510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/7929587118199504510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/sabedoria-popular.html' title='Sabedoria Popular'/><author><name>Mary Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914988196951665326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYikqa1qIbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ieKAqYP-d3E/S220/Mary+Jane.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927961448146533855.post-794662691792796614</id><published>2009-02-04T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:55:31.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alanis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYmrx_XL-hI/AAAAAAAAABw/p75XlealFKQ/s1600-h/Alanis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298955311888726546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYmrx_XL-hI/AAAAAAAAABw/p75XlealFKQ/s320/Alanis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;"Perfect"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes is never quite enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're flawless, then you'll win my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't forget to win first place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't forget to keep that smile on your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be a good boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try a little harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got to measure up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And make me prouder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How long before you screw it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With everything I do for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The least you can do is keep quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be a good girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've gotta try a little harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That simply wasn't good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make us proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll live through youI'll make you what I never was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're the best, then maybe so am I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compared to him compared to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm doing this for your own damn good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll make up for what I blew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the problem...why are you crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be a good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Push a little farther now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That wasn't fast enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make us happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll love you just the way you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're perfect &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927961448146533855-794662691792796614?l=likearolling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/feeds/794662691792796614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/alanis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/794662691792796614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/794662691792796614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/alanis.html' title='Alanis'/><author><name>Mary Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914988196951665326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYikqa1qIbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ieKAqYP-d3E/S220/Mary+Jane.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYmrx_XL-hI/AAAAAAAAABw/p75XlealFKQ/s72-c/Alanis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927961448146533855.post-1302723860807467334</id><published>2009-02-03T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:45:58.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boas Novas</title><content type='html'>A partir de hoje vou expor o meu ponto de vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para começar bem, queria falar da agressividade alheia desnecessária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoal, põe o pé no freio, esfria a cabeça, tanta ver o lado bom das coisas. Não é uma visão Pollyana da realidade, é uma visão realista da realidade. Porque a realidade é aquilo que queremos enxergar, o mundo nada mais é do que a leitura que fazemos dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com relação a isso, pontuo coisas que me irritam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Xingar no trânsito - Acredite, é SÓ o trânsito.... e ele passa....uma hora passa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Xingar a telefonista - Acredite, ela também não gostaria de estar ali e receber 800 reais para falar com um bando de gente sem educação e ainda por cima com o microfone da Madonna. Falando de ocupação, entre as profissões, é o telemarketing que lidera com o maior índice de depressão entre seus profissionais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Xingar o garçom - Acredite, ele preferiria estar sentado esperando ser sevido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Xingar o frentista do posto - Acredite, usar aquele macacão não deve ser nada agradável...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, o que me irrita são pessoas que se irritam à toa e que expressam a sua irritação através de ofensas. Tem algo mais feio no mundo do que sair por aí xingando um bando de gente???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os irritadinhos: Vão ser felizes e parem de xingar quem não merece. A vida é dura para todo mundo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927961448146533855-1302723860807467334?l=likearolling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/feeds/1302723860807467334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/boas-novas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/1302723860807467334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927961448146533855/posts/default/1302723860807467334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likearolling.blogspot.com/2009/02/boas-novas.html' title='Boas Novas'/><author><name>Mary Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914988196951665326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wiNiGj3n3c/SYikqa1qIbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ieKAqYP-d3E/S220/Mary+Jane.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
