<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 09:36:21 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Dama de Espadas</title><description>Um blog dotado não só de espadas como também de lanças, cimitarras, punhais, bazucas, granadas, minas, metrelhadoras, caçadeiras, punhos ingleses, machados, mocas e ainda estamos à espera das ogivas nucleares.</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5457080103785165282</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 00:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-14T00:28:46.756Z</atom:updated><title>De mudanças</title><description>Leitores,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal como tinha augurado, este espaço mudou para as instalações do Wordpress. Rezei aos anjinhos para que não me alterassem os os posts, mesmo após uma pesquisa exaustiva sobre o assunto, aquando da importação. Passou-se tudo nos conformes, apesar de ter perdido alguns links/vídeos, senão mesmo grande parte deles. Mas não adianta chorar sobre leite derramado, e asseguro-vos que de onde vieram, hão-de vir muitos mais.&lt;br /&gt;O blog ainda não é definitivo e ando a testar algumas ferramentas, por isso se o espaço se vos fizer lembrar uma trincheira na II Guerra Mundial, não façam caso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;a href="http://damadespadas.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://damadespadas.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloquem já nos vossos favoritos:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-5457080103785165282?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-mudanas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5985574132373913954</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-02T15:59:35.719Z</atom:updated><title>BOM 2009!!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://seriss.com/people/erco/gifs/HappyNewYear-2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 578px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://seriss.com/people/erco/gifs/HappyNewYear-2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um grande, sincero, apertado, aconchegante, electrificante (independentemente do que isto significar), firme, amigo, caloroso ABRAÇO para ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-5985574132373913954?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2009/01/bom-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-8778367540563101867</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 15:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-02T15:41:20.248Z</atom:updated><title>Santinho!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://yaflamingalah.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/sneeze01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://yaflamingalah.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/sneeze01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E porque estamos numa altura do ano onde é mais que vulgar vermos gente a espirrar, depois de lerem este artigo, talvez olhem para a uma pessoa engripada de forma diferente. Segundo um estudo que está a ser levado a cabo, &lt;a href="http://clix.expresso.pt/espirrar_pode_ser_sinal_de_excitacao_sexual=f488047"&gt;"espirrar pode ser sinal de excitação sexual"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Eu já me diverti ao ler o artigo em si, mas fui às lágrimas quando coloquei os meus ingénuos glóbulos oculares neste comentário à notícia do Expresso. Passo a citar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sem duvida nenhuma que o expirro e a base de todo o comportamento sexual e do ritual de acasalamento. Pelo menos na raça caprina. Sou possuidor de alguns exemplares da espécie "Cabras Anãs" como animais de estimação e os machos sao verdadeiras maquinas de espirrar quando descobrem uma cabra com o cio. Talvez seja um bom ponto de inicio para um destes estudos interessantes e dispendiosos que os contribuintes muitas vezes pagam e que nao servem para nada..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santinho! Ou então não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-8778367540563101867?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2009/01/santinho.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-480938515705029162</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T13:55:59.840Z</atom:updated><title>Feliz Natal!</title><description>Desejo-vos um Feliz Natal! E, tal como tenho dito a muita gente, toca a entrar em 2009 à grande. Não com o pé direito, mas de cabeça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wskT6YfVB6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-480938515705029162?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-4139695697068969594</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 23:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-12T00:11:23.149Z</atom:updated><title>Mudanças</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.abandonallfear.co.uk/images/0e27606959df_E0E0/bloggervwordpress.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.abandonallfear.co.uk/images/0e27606959df_E0E0/bloggervwordpress.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para comemorar estes três anos de parvoíce e estupidez natural, de indignações e punhaladas satíricas, estou a seduzir-me pela ideia de transferir o DamaDeEspadas para uma nova casa. Sinto que o nosso espaço está a precisar de inovar, uma nova imagem. Isto porque eu própria estou também a mudar, e há alturas em que é preciso mudar de pele, de casca, de pêlo. Estamos a amadurecer juntos, a crescer juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Como dizia o zarolho, "mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades". Mas as metas permanecem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-4139695697068969594?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/12/mudanas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-2613267703952091774</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-07T20:04:47.513Z</atom:updated><title>Frescura Nupcial</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Os meus parabéns ao estilista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277141467125816322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/STwsNHGEnAI/AAAAAAAAATE/Z4w7mWaXLzQ/s400/DSC00451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-2613267703952091774?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/12/frescura-nupcial.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/STwsNHGEnAI/AAAAAAAAATE/Z4w7mWaXLzQ/s72-c/DSC00451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-6364139641141917820</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-06T16:50:24.702Z</atom:updated><title>Angélico - Bailarina</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A minha irmã mais nova, como adepta fanática da MTV (essa senhora responsável pelo decréscimo paquidérmico do nosso QI nacional) deu-me a conhecer hoje mais um contributo para a qualidade da música portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu esforço-me por não comentar mas o que vi hoje chocou-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música:&lt;/strong&gt; A entrar um bocado na onda do Ricky Martin, mas vestido de 50 Cent, com um cheirinho a Mikael Carreira. Um dos males, é que nos entra no ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coreografia:&lt;/strong&gt; É sofrimento até ao úlimo minuto. Depois disto já posso assumir oficialmente que já fiz coreografias dos BSB aos 12 anos! Sairam muito mais profissionais, garanto-vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melhor passagem:&lt;/strong&gt; Não sei como o fazes mas me deixas louco/Só de saber que sonho contigo me torno dorminhoco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pormenor:&lt;/strong&gt; A única coisa bem conseguida neste clip é o corpo do menino. O que me matou foi o pormenor do piercing no mamilo esquerdo. No próximo Verão, preparem-se para ver pindericalhos no peito dos miúdos.&lt;br /&gt;Papás beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GZfNssxj0M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GZfNssxj0M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-6364139641141917820?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/12/anglico-bailarina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-425620252787470025</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T20:13:13.434Z</atom:updated><title>NINE WORDS WOMEN USE</title><description>Muito verdade!! Eheh... Dou o braço a torcer...&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff133/onionethan/onion_Emoticons/?action=view&amp;current=013_a.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff133/onionethan/onion_Emoticons/013_a.gif" border="0" alt="013_a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(1) Fine&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(2) Five Minutes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(3) Nothing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4) Go Ahead:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(5) Loud Sigh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to &lt;strong&gt;# 3&lt;/strong&gt; for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(6) That's Okay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(7) Thanks:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' .. That will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(8) Whatever:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Is a woman's way of saying &lt;strong&gt;*&amp;amp;%+!*&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to &lt;strong&gt;# 3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-425620252787470025?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/12/nine-words-women-use.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-2199158708732956590</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 10:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-24T10:25:38.318Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Frase do Dia</category><title>Frase do Dia</title><description>&lt;a href="http://blogs.marinij.com/katwilder/images/Marriage%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 512px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blogs.marinij.com/katwilder/images/Marriage%20game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"The financial situation at the moment is so bad that women are now marrying for love".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/19590688-2199158708732956590?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/frase-do-dia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-2631388091197718487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T13:04:36.885Z</atom:updated><title>Ééééé boca lindaa!</title><description>Eu vou tentar não fazer ligações com futebol. Não verão qualquer referência ao Sporting, nem sugestões para novo hino. Este é um espaço onde não há qualquer tipo de segregação.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que o Dama de Espadas também &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;é veeeeeeerdeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom fim-de-semana meninos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKYLU5D9niE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKYLU5D9niE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-2631388091197718487?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/boca-lindaa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5136182415812618477</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T13:05:31.555Z</atom:updated><title>Duas relíquias para ver... e rever</title><description>Aqui vos deixo dois vídeos, com os quais fui presenteada hoje. Um deles não estava ainda no youtubí (aquele abraço Sónia) e tive de fazer uma montagem bera para vos proporcionar o sorrisinho do dia.&lt;br /&gt;Não falo em gargalhada porque já é colocar a fasquia demasiado alta, estar a comprometer-me dessa forma implica uma grande responsabilidade. Por enquanto, só proporciono sorrisos... Ok? Vamos a isso? 'Bora lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vídeo número 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Ao que parece já tem o seu tempinho, mas foi coisa que nunca tive o prazer de ouvir. Os meus olhos até se arregalaram: "Tájôvire?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zA30hkQeG0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zA30hkQeG0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vídeo número 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Rádio Comercial com os seus trocadalhos com o novo Presidente dos EUA, vulgo Barack Obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3-n56XmGLw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3-n56XmGLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-5136182415812618477?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/duas-relquias-para-ver-e-rever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5718682700235330009</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 10:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-20T10:28:04.021Z</atom:updated><title>"Vibrações estruturais"</title><description>&lt;div&gt;O homem que leu isto deve-se ter benzido, pelo facto do vizinho de baixo não ter convocado uma reunião de condomínio. Aí sim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSU6dQ4_AyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_cOv-ifUsgo/s1600-h/minuta_carta_condominio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270683213331628834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSU6dQ4_AyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_cOv-ifUsgo/s400/minuta_carta_condominio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/19590688-5718682700235330009?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/vibraes-estruturais.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSU6dQ4_AyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_cOv-ifUsgo/s72-c/minuta_carta_condominio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5481650348087269695</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 17:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T17:40:04.342Z</atom:updated><title>Mac addicted!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRO9GM65UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/59KY0Jy7PJE/s1600-h/mac.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270424275474113858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRO9GM65UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/59KY0Jy7PJE/s400/mac.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confesso, estou a precisar de acompanhamento de especialistas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-5481650348087269695?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/mac-addicted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRO9GM65UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/59KY0Jy7PJE/s72-c/mac.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-7641301532502219106</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T17:15:01.782Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Espanhóis</category><title>Caray!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRHTb5OI8I/AAAAAAAAASs/fYybsyBq5UE/s1600-h/caray.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270415863161168834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRHTb5OI8I/AAAAAAAAASs/fYybsyBq5UE/s400/caray.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mais uma &lt;a href="http://www.wordreference.com/espt/caray"&gt;pérola&lt;/a&gt;! Esta deixou-me particularmente nostálgica...&lt;br /&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/19590688-7641301532502219106?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/caray.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SSRHTb5OI8I/AAAAAAAAASs/fYybsyBq5UE/s72-c/caray.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-1075594746357357816</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 21:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-18T21:32:07.264Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Vídeos</category><title>Stripzinho de "cair"</title><description>Tenho tido tanto material para vos expôr aqui, que até tenho andado com um notebook atrás para apontar (a minha memória só vai até aos 520 MB), não o mac claro. Mas o cansaço vence-me e assim será nas próximas duas semanas... Ainda estava a ressacar do festival do ano passado... Enfim... E deixando-me de lamúrias porque nem é este o blog para efeito, deixo-vos aqui um presente! Um stripzinho "de cair" de uma menina árabe. Como disse a alguém uma vez, "ela a dançar parece que atira com a mobília". Pois bem... esta fá-lo literalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um cafuné atrás da orelha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Da7VZQ492rY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Da7VZQ492rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-1075594746357357816?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/stripzinho-de-cair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-8394346682892909943</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T12:17:04.350Z</atom:updated><title>Libertem o Tibete</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SR1sJJbBvNI/AAAAAAAAASk/g5Ps_nG6LRA/s1600-h/Made_in_China.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268486043497250002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SR1sJJbBvNI/AAAAAAAAASk/g5Ps_nG6LRA/s400/Made_in_China.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/19590688-8394346682892909943?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/libertem-o-tibete.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SR1sJJbBvNI/AAAAAAAAASk/g5Ps_nG6LRA/s72-c/Made_in_China.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-5822180769183815049</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 11:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T11:35:05.923Z</atom:updated><title>Fim-de-semana promissor</title><description>Vou hoje, ao final do dia, à Suiça. Levo algo que, de certeza, mais ninguém leva. Algo ideal para um fim-de-semana com temperaturas a rondar os 10ºC: uma constipação!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-5822180769183815049?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/fim-de-semana-promissor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-8365594287653541677</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 17:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-09T17:10:40.183Z</atom:updated><title>Jornalista Inexperiente com José Cid</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0gxHD5yO95c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0gxHD5yO95c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perante isto, sinto-me muito mais segura de mim. Venham entrevistas! Principalmente quando os entrevistados dizem: "Não bloqueies comigo, caralho!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-8365594287653541677?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/jornalista-inexperiente-com-jos-cid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-1795164428933252748</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 13:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-09T13:54:19.745Z</atom:updated><title>11º Festival Capoeira Alto Astral</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SRbpu3pmTdI/AAAAAAAAASE/12gjuM0wqHY/s1600-h/CARTAZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266653805678054866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SRbpu3pmTdI/AAAAAAAAASE/12gjuM0wqHY/s400/CARTAZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais um festival, fruto de um ano de trabalho e de convergência de esforços por parte de um grupo que já conta com 11 anos de história.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O festival irá decorrer no último fim-de-semana do mês de Novembro, na Cidade Universitária de Lisboa. Dia 29 (sábado) irá dar-se um jantar com espectáculo ao vivo com inúmeras coreografias de danças tradicionais brasileiras e, claro, muita capoeira. O bilhete é 10€ (com refeição incluída).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se estiverem a precisar de uma noite diferente e bem passada, falem comigo para &lt;a href="mailto:quefren.godness@gmail.com"&gt;quefren.godness@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/19590688-1795164428933252748?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-festival-capoeira-alto-astral.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SRbpu3pmTdI/AAAAAAAAASE/12gjuM0wqHY/s72-c/CARTAZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-4448374518612729320</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-09T13:40:36.904Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Trabalho</category><title>Ups...</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Estava a 10 minutos de sair para fim-de-semana, e a tentar bater o meu record pessoal em rapidez a escrever no computador. Não sei que fiz, que carreguei em várias teclas ao mesmo tempo, e o ecrã virou-se-me ao contrário.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266649564435888162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SRbl3_yquCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/luwvVmHzeMo/s200/post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fiquei aflita porque o dia já ma andava a correr atribulado, e consegui terminar em beleza. O meu colega virou-me o monitor ao contrário, em tom de brincadeira, o que também não ajudou, ficando o ecrã em tons rosa. Assim ficou e fui agora pesquisar uma solução. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para as pessoas que poderão vir a ter o mesmo problema, aqui fica a dica:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CTRL + ALT + ARROW KEYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-4448374518612729320?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/11/ups.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g4lz72S66I/SRbl3_yquCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/luwvVmHzeMo/s72-c/post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-7777529531206944544</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-29T15:51:33.636Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Espanhóis</category><title>"Expedientes X"</title><description>Mais uma pérola. Eu tive de ir "googlear" para me esclarecer, porque esta era complicada. Para 2.500 euros, o que significa "expedientes X" em português?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta certa era: Ficheiros Secretos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-7777529531206944544?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/10/expedientes-x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-2536168771531999596</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-29T14:26:00.222Z</atom:updated><title>Cigarros e Tampões</title><description>Descobri que tenho colegas piores que eu. Hoje houve uma desgarrada de emails, os quais irei guardar para ser tema numa das próximas postagens. A cada email tenho um impulso de vir ao blog reencaminhar a piada do dia, ainda quentinha. Como a castanha! Tive de esperar pela hora de almoço para colocar-vos aqui, apra além do cafuné habitual, uma anedotazinha machista. Sim, sei que não sou muito de tomar partido da facção masculina, mas tive de reconhecer a genealidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Um homem entra num hipermercado e percorre todos os corredores de uma ponta a outra. A empregada repara no homem e pergunta-lhe se ele precisa de ajuda. Ele responde que está à procura de uma caixa de tampões para a esposa. E ela direcciona-o para o corredor correcto. Uns minutos mais tarde ele deposita no balcão  um ENORME saco de algodão e uma bola de cordel. Ela, confusa diz: 'Senhor, eu pensei que estava à procura de tampões para a sua mulher?'Ele responde: 'Sabe, isto é assim..., ontem, eu mandei a minha mulher comprar-me um maço de cigarros, e ela voltou com um pacote de tabaco de enrolar; Só porque era  MMMUUUUIIIIITTTOOO mais barato!' Então, eu pensei: Se eu tive que fazer o meu cigarro......... Ela também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-2536168771531999596?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/10/cigarros-e-tampes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-8512181077434461729</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T14:06:53.042Z</atom:updated><title>10.000 Visitas!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.gene4life.com/crowd%20of%20people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gene4life.com/crowd%20of%20people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje de manhã vejo que, para meu espanto, conseguimos ultrapassar as 10.000 visitas! Caramba... Neste momento estou de lágrima no canto do olho. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Há por aí blogs que os webcounters até fumegam de tanta entrada contada, fazendo informáticos a subir às paredes para criarem contadores com tantos zeros. Mas tendo este meu filhote, que ainda gatinha, com tal visibilidade alegra-me totalmente, e enche-me de orgulho. E isto sabendo que não tiro nem 10% das potencialidades do que este menino é capaz de fazer. Mas há dois factores que falam mais alto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempo: O factor tempo é crucial para este tipo de projectos. O meu dia-a-dia, de momento, tem-se resumido a &lt;a href="http://www.grupov.com/"&gt;estágio&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.capoeiraaltoastral.com/"&gt;capoeira&lt;/a&gt; . Nada mais. Vejo o pessoal da casa quando me cruzo nos corredores, atafulhada de roupa e de livros e agendas, e tupperwares... Nem saídas!! Nem com amigas... nem com amigos! Por aqui até me tentava desdobrar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preguiça: Bem, sobre isto não vou falar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bem, obrigada a todos por esta pequena realização, não só pessoal, mas também conjunta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijoca repenicada para todos vocês!&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/19590688-8512181077434461729?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/10/10000-visitas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-2545823269811052835</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 12:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-24T13:05:38.180+01:00</atom:updated><title>Gato Fedorento: Louvado sejas ó Magalhães!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VC2xsAC5hdA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VC2xsAC5hdA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;«Nunca um programa, no caso, um sketche, recebeu um tão elevado número de cartas a contestá-lo», disse fonte da Entidade Reguladora ao Jornal de Notícias. «Nunca um programa, no caso, um sketche, recebeu um tão elevado número de cartas a contestá-lo», disse fonte da Entidade Reguladora ao Jornal de Notícias. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in Jornal Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-2545823269811052835?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/10/gato-fedorento-louvado-sejas-magalhes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19590688.post-593669331952053039</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 16:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T17:25:53.420+01:00</atom:updated><title>Animator vs Animation</title><description>Das melhores coisinhas que já vi! E agora vou voltar ao trabalho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijoca e um cafuné!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zR3PMUBJRY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zR3PMUBJRY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19590688-593669331952053039?l=damadeespadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://damadeespadas.blogspot.com/2008/10/animator-vs-animation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Koala)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>