<?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-3172339</id><updated>2011-12-29T17:50:06.518-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.::. essencial .::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Uma mulher falando de música, sexo, relacionamentos...


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..:: Incenso : Massala</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172339.post-85465443</id><published>2002-12-04T01:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T01:53:23.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meu primeiro presente foi dado às 00:02 por uma pessoa muito especial nesse momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E QUE PRESENTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um &lt;b&gt;livro sobre &lt;/b&gt;a obra de &lt;b&gt;Frida Kahlo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e  o &lt;b&gt;cd Out of Season - Beth Gibbons &amp; Rustin Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é a vocalista do Portishead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEI (ainda veio com cartão HAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-85465443?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/85465443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/85465443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85465443' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-84994290</id><published>2002-11-24T01:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T01:32:13.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..:: Roni Size - Snapshot&lt;br /&gt;..:: Grooverider - Where´s Jack the Ripper&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dj Teebee - Spaceage&lt;br /&gt;..:: DJ Rap - Good To Be Alive (Ganja Kru remix)&lt;br /&gt;..:: Ed Rush &amp; Optical - Rock Tha House&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dillinja - Nasty Ways&lt;br /&gt;..:: Ez-Rollers - Retro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-84994290?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84994290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84994290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84994290' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-84993173</id><published>2002-11-24T00:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T00:59:31.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Set da madruga (coisas antigas):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Shy Fx - Pandoras Box&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dj Hype - Only One Life&lt;br /&gt;..:: Photek - Infinity&lt;br /&gt;..:: Ed Rush &amp; Optical - The Creeps&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-84993173?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84993173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84993173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84993173' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-84992545</id><published>2002-11-24T00:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T00:41:50.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pois é, estou namorando de novo.&lt;br /&gt;E logo eu que disse que com esse ritimo de vida que estou levando , não conseguiria conciliar namoro com trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Jah foi super 10! Me abriu a porta para um relacionamento surpreendente com uma pessoa que tem o mesmo fuso horário (acorda 11h/12h e dorme às 5h/6h).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-84992545?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84992545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84992545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84992545' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-84628625</id><published>2002-11-16T15:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-16T15:37:03.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não consigo mais voltar aqui para escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre aquela coisa: atual namorado e ex namorado...a vida se encaregou de escolher por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no trabalho tudo esta melhorando....e espero que continue assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver se um dia me inspiro para voltar a escrever aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-84628625?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84628625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/84628625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84628625' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-83264307</id><published>2002-10-20T18:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T18:24:47.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tô sumida!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, tava esvaindo minhas energias num relacionamento sexual; diga-se de passagem um dos mais fodas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas aí encontro meu ex-namorado. PUTA MERDA!!!!! &lt;i&gt;Até hoje eu não tirei a aliança&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Daí minha mente virou uma confusão. Até pq tb rola um lance de pele foda com ele.&lt;br /&gt;E com ele rola muita coisa boa extra. Tenho uma admiração enorme por ele e também respeito; mas antes de tudo tenho que ter isso por mim mesma. Não posso ficar com uma pessoa que discute, se preocupa e me culpa por coisas bobas, o tempo todo. Antes de tudo tenho que ter paz e vida, mesmo que seja seguindo um caminho separado de quem escolhi para casar.&lt;br /&gt;A vida às vezes faz essas brincadeirinhas, particularmente, idiotas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso não se resolver muito bem em minha mente, vou continuar a viver o que a vida me oferece (sem brigar com ela).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô duplamente triste, pois minha filha viajou. Só que dessa vez doeu mais, pq provou a minha incapacidade de criar ela. Antes eu não ganhava para sustentar ela e vivia aos trancos e barrancos; mas hoje eu estava sustentando ela sozinha...mas comecei a ficar num estado alterado com o aumento de cobranças no trabalho e com família; que resolvi que o melhor para ela é dar um tempo na casa da avó. Mas não sei se é o melhor pra mim. Espero que Jah me ilumine para continuar fazendo o que é certo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-83264307?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/83264307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/83264307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83264307' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-82299221</id><published>2002-09-30T01:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T01:42:12.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duas da matina e eu aqui:&lt;br /&gt;pensando nele,&lt;br /&gt;tomando um vinho tinto com meu incenso de massala queimando&lt;br /&gt;e curtindo muito minha seleção em MP3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-82299221?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82299221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82299221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82299221' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-82299056</id><published>2002-09-30T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T01:36:58.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deixar um homem lindo e gostoso na cama dormindo e  ir trabalhar é uma das coisas mais triste para quem gosta de sexo&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente qd ele fala que gostaria de estar indo viajar com vc. SACO!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-82299056?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82299056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82299056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82299056' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-82298976</id><published>2002-09-30T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T01:34:49.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu tô dependente do corpo, do cheiro, do sexo dessse homem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também Leão com ascendente em Escorpião...dá pra imaginar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-82298976?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82298976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82298976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82298976' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-82298894</id><published>2002-09-30T01:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T01:32:29.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fiz minhas tatoos na sexta&lt;br /&gt;será que vão ficar boas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-82298894?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82298894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82298894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82298894' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-82293831</id><published>2002-09-29T23:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T23:26:55.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUE FIGURA DELICIOSA QUE ENTROU NA MINHA VIDA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUAS SEMANAS SEM DORMIR EM CASA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULALÁ!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me deu um cd importado do Saint Germain&lt;br /&gt;Putz!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-82293831?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82293831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/82293831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82293831' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-81676636</id><published>2002-09-16T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-09-16T13:07:52.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vi "Cidade de Deus". Chorei, vibrei, me choquei, sorri e me surpreendi.&lt;br /&gt;Filmaço!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora para completar comprei a trilha sonora&lt;br /&gt;Trilhaço!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conjugação perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ps. Mas depois de ler "Carandiru" a ansiedade pelo filme aumenta com passar dos dias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-81676636?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/81676636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/81676636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81676636' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-80110272</id><published>2002-08-11T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T18:37:36.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coisa boa poder voltar a comprar disco!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Esse mês foram 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Morcheeba - Charango&lt;br /&gt;..:: Thievery Corporation - Sounds from the Thievery hi-fi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fodas!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Ótimos cd´s para sexo gostoso &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-80110272?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/80110272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/80110272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80110272' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-79596020</id><published>2002-07-30T11:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T11:52:02.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tem certas coisas que escuto que me fazem lembar da falta que me faz, as noite de Drum N' Bass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Ez Rollers - Retro&lt;br /&gt;..:: Roni Size - It's a jazz thing&lt;br /&gt;..:: Roni Size - System check&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dillinja - Never believe&lt;br /&gt;..:: Talvin Singh - Jaah&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dj Zinc - Pitcher&lt;br /&gt;..:: Dj Scrawny - Fifth collumn&lt;br /&gt;..:: Ed Rush - Alien girl&lt;br /&gt;..:: Grooverider - Rainbow of colors (Optical remix)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-79596020?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/79596020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/79596020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79596020' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-79395332</id><published>2002-07-25T12:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-25T12:27:33.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tô muito felizzzz!&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho dos meus sonhos é meu&lt;br /&gt;Iupe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-79395332?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/79395332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/79395332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79395332' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78733277</id><published>2002-07-09T12:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T12:20:15.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma vez ouvi um comentário sobre minha boa seleção musical. Gostei muito, pois veio da pessoa que eu mais respeito em termos de conhecimento musical.&lt;br /&gt;Realmente sou muito curiosa e tenho um bom ouvido musical; mas minha desvantagens é a péssima memorização para nomes.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás isso acontece com pessoas frequentemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78733277?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78733277' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78733253</id><published>2002-07-09T12:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T12:29:03.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje ouvi uma coisa muito interessante :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O velho sábio &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Conta a lenda, que um velho sábio, tido como mestre da paciência, era capaz de derrotar qualquer adversário. &lt;br /&gt;Certa tarde, um homem conhecido por sua total falta de escrúpulos apareceu com a intenção de desafiar o mestre. &lt;br /&gt;E o velho não poupou insultos... Chegou até a jogar algumas pedras em direção ao sábio, cuspiu e gritou todos os tipos de ofensas. &lt;br /&gt;Durante horas, ele fez tudo para provocá-lo, mas o sábio permaneceu impassível! &lt;br /&gt;No final da tarde, sentindo-se já exausto e humilhado, o homem se deu por vencido e foi embora... &lt;br /&gt;Impressionados, os alunos perguntaram ao mestre como ele pudera suportar tanta indignidade. Aí o mestre perguntou: &lt;br /&gt;"Se alguém chega até você com um presente e você não o aceita, a quem pertence o presente?" &lt;br /&gt;"A quem tentou entregá-lo", respondeu um dos discípulos. &lt;br /&gt;O mesmo vale para a inveja, a raiva e os insultos. Quando não são aceitos, continuam pertencendo a quem os carregava! &lt;br /&gt;A sua paz interior depende exclusivamente de você. &lt;br /&gt;Ninguém pode lhe tirar a calma. Só se você permitir...  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para alguns pode parecer piegas, mas para mim tem um valor muito grande pois é exatamente o que venho "pregando" há anos.&lt;br /&gt;"Não culpe as pessoas pelo o que você sente, pois isso só depende de vc." é o que eu costumo dizer para amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Para muitos é quase impossível concretizar isso, mas até que eu com minhas peculiaridades consigo resolver isso bem.&lt;br /&gt;Pra alguma coisa boa serve eu ser diferente da maioria dos seres que habitam esse planeta.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehhehehe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78733253?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78733253' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78733122</id><published>2002-07-09T12:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T12:16:13.570-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Começando a ler &lt;b&gt;Estação Carandiru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78733122?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78733122' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78733030</id><published>2002-07-09T12:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T12:13:49.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Normalmente os sagitarianos tem uma enorme necessidade de viagens, conhecer novas culturas...&lt;br /&gt;E me via um pouco fora desse contexto, pois gosto bastante de viajar, mas nada tão significativo assim.&lt;br /&gt;E ontem olhei minhas músicas (pois estou catalogando-as) e vi que minha viagem é feita de outra forma.&lt;br /&gt;Tem quase todas as culturas dentro do computador, só que em forma de música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78733030?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78733030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78733030' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78354922</id><published>2002-06-29T14:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T14:29:23.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O instante mágico&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso correr riscos. Só entendemos direito o milagre &lt;br /&gt;da vida quando deixamos que o inesperado aconteça.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias Deus nos dá - junto com o sol - um momento &lt;br /&gt;em que é possível mudar tudo que nos deixa infelizes. &lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias procuramos fingir que não percebemos este &lt;br /&gt;momento, que ele não existe, que hoje é igual a ontem - &lt;br /&gt;e será igual a amanhã. Mas, quem presta atenção ao seu &lt;br /&gt;dia, descobre o instante mágico. &lt;br /&gt;Ele pode estar escondido na hora em que enfiamos a chave &lt;br /&gt;na porta pela manhã, no instante de silêncio logo após o &lt;br /&gt;jantar, nas mil e uma coisas que nos parecem iguais. &lt;br /&gt;Este momento existe - um momento em que toda a força das &lt;br /&gt;estrelas passa por nós, e nos permite fazer milagres.&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade às vezes é uma bênção - mas geralmente é &lt;br /&gt;uma conquista. O instante mágico do dia nos ajuda a &lt;br /&gt;mudar, nos faz ir em busca de nossos sonhos. Vamos &lt;br /&gt;sofrer, vamos ter momentos difíceis, vamos enfrentar &lt;br /&gt;muitas desilusões - mas tudo é passageiro, e não deixa &lt;br /&gt;marcas. E, no futuro, podemos olhar para trás com &lt;br /&gt;orgulho e fé.&lt;br /&gt;Pobre de quem teve medo de correr os riscos. Porque este &lt;br /&gt;talvez não se decepcione nunca, nem tenha desilusões, &lt;br /&gt;nem sofra como aqueles que têm um sonho a seguir. Mas &lt;br /&gt;quando olhar para trás - porque sempre olhamos para &lt;br /&gt;trás - vai escutar seu coração dizendo: &lt;br /&gt;"O que fizeste com os milagres que Deus semeou por teus &lt;br /&gt;dias? O que fizeste com os talentos que teu Mestre te &lt;br /&gt;confiou? Enterraste fundo em uma cova, porque tinhas &lt;br /&gt;medo de perdê-los. Então, esta é a tua herança: a &lt;br /&gt;certeza de que desperdiçaste tua vida."&lt;br /&gt;Pobre de quem escuta estas palavras. Porque então &lt;br /&gt;acreditará em milagres, mas os instantes mágicos da vida &lt;br /&gt;já terão passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nascendo de novo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes somos possuídos por uma sensação de tristeza &lt;br /&gt;que não conseguimos controlar. Percebemos que o instante &lt;br /&gt;mágico daquele dia passou, e nada fizemos. Então, a vida &lt;br /&gt;esconde sua magia e a sua arte.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que escutar a criança que fui um dia, e que ainda &lt;br /&gt;existe dentro de mim. Esta criança entende de instantes &lt;br /&gt;mágicos; podemos sufocar seu pranto, mas não podemos &lt;br /&gt;calar sua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Esta criança que fui um dia continua presente; bem-&lt;br /&gt;aventurados os pequeninos, porque deles é o Reino dos &lt;br /&gt;Céus.&lt;br /&gt;Se não nascer de novo, se não tornar a olhar a vida com &lt;br /&gt;a inocência e o entusiasmo da infância, não existe mais &lt;br /&gt;sentido em viver.&lt;br /&gt;Existem muitas maneiras de se cometer suicídio; os que &lt;br /&gt;tentam matar o corpo ofendem a lei de Deus. Os que &lt;br /&gt;tentam matar a alma, também ofendem a lei de Deus, &lt;br /&gt;embora seu crime seja menos visível aos olhos do homem.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho que prestar atenção ao que me diz a criança que &lt;br /&gt;tenho guardada no peito. Não posso me sentir &lt;br /&gt;envergonhado por causa dela. Não posso deixar que ela &lt;br /&gt;tenha medo, porque está só, e quase nunca é ouvida.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso permitir que ela tome um pouco as rédeas de &lt;br /&gt;minha existência: esta criança sabe que um dia é &lt;br /&gt;diferente do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Vou fazer com que ela sinta-se de novo amada. Vou agradá-&lt;br /&gt;la - mesmo que signifique agir de maneira a que não &lt;br /&gt;estou acostumado, mesmo que pareça tolice aos olhos dos &lt;br /&gt;outros.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso me lembrar que a sabedoria dos homens é loucura &lt;br /&gt;diante de Deus. Se escutar esta criança que carrego na &lt;br /&gt;minha alma, meus olhos tornarão a brilhar. Se não perder &lt;br /&gt;o contato com esta criança, não perderei o contato com a &lt;br /&gt;vida. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Paulo Coelho)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78354922?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78354922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78354922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78354922' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78354836</id><published>2002-06-29T14:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T14:26:22.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Chegou no apartamento dele por volta das seis da tarde&lt;br /&gt;e sentia um nervosismo fora do comum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de entrar, pensou mais uma vez no que estava por &lt;br /&gt;fazer. Seria a sua primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;Já havia roído as unhas de ambas as mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Não podia mais voltar atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocou a campainha e ele, ansioso do outro lado da porta, &lt;br /&gt;não levou mais do que dois segundos para atender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele perguntou se ela queria beber alguma coisa, ela não &lt;br /&gt;quis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele perguntou se ela queria sentar, ela recusou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele perguntou o que poderia fazer por ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta :- Sem preliminares.  Quero que você me &lt;br /&gt;escute, simplesmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então ela começou a se despir como nunca havia feito &lt;br /&gt;antes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro tirou a máscara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu tenho feito de conta que você &lt;br /&gt;não me interessa muito,  mas não é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Você é a pessoa mais especial que já conheci.&lt;br /&gt;Não por ser bonito ou por pensar como eu sobre tantas &lt;br /&gt;coisas, mas por algo maior e mais profundo do que &lt;br /&gt;aparência e afinidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ser correspondida é o que menos me importa no momento : &lt;br /&gt;preciso dizer o que sinto".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então ela se desfez da arrogância&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nem sei com que pernas cheguei até sua casa, achei que &lt;br /&gt;não teria coragem.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora que estou aqui, preciso que você saiba que &lt;br /&gt;cada música que toca, é com você que ouço,&lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra que leio, é com você que reparto,&lt;br /&gt;Cada deslumbramento que tenho, é com você que sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Você está entranhado no que sou, virou parte da minha &lt;br /&gt;história".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era o pudor sendo desabotoado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu beijo espelhos, abraço almofadas, faço carinho em &lt;br /&gt;mim mesma , tendo você no pensamento, e mesmo quando as &lt;br /&gt;coisas que faço são menos importantes, &lt;br /&gt;como ler uma revista ou lavar uma meia, &lt;br /&gt;é em sua companhia que estou".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirava o medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu não sou melhor ou pior do que ninguém, &lt;br /&gt;sou apenas alguém que está aprendendo a lidar com o &lt;br /&gt;amor, sinto que ele existe, sinto que é forte, e sinto &lt;br /&gt;que é aquilo que todos procuram."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei ! ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim a última peça caía, deixando-a nua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu gostaria de viver com você, mas não foi por isso que &lt;br /&gt;vim.&lt;br /&gt;A intenção ... é unicamente deixá-lo saber&lt;br /&gt; que é amado e deixá-lo pensar a respeito, &lt;br /&gt;que o amor não é coisa que se retribua de imediato, &lt;br /&gt;apenas para ser gentil.&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia ... eu for amada do mesmo modo por você,&lt;br /&gt;me avise que eu volto, e a gente recomeça de onde parou."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramos aqui ! ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E saiu do apartamento sentindo-se mais mulher do que &lt;br /&gt;nunca &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Autora: Marta Medeiros)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78354836?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78354836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78354836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78354836' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78311946</id><published>2002-06-28T11:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-28T11:06:27.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dia bom esse!&lt;br /&gt;Minha filha só me acordou às 9h. Coisa rara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tb ontem tivemos um daqueles dias agitados.&lt;br /&gt;Almoço com um &lt;a href="http://deva.blogspot.com/"&gt;amigo&lt;/a&gt; e ex-namorado de 10 anos atrás (tô velha!) que eu realmente amo de paixão. Depois fomos pra casa de uma grande amiga, digamos que uma irmã gêmea, uma sócia, um clone...e ela eu amo muito. Rimos tanto com essa minha eterna única filha ... Essa menina é uma figura rara.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que as coisas vão ficar do jeito que eu gosto...&lt;br /&gt;EM PAZZZZZ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;assim espero!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78311946?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78311946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78311946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78311946' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78311737</id><published>2002-06-28T10:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-28T10:59:27.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o que voi escrito no meu signo hoje:&lt;br /&gt;"Atente ao que está acontecendo perto de você. Às vezes, por ser uma pessoa de horizontes muito amplos, você vê a floresta, mas não enxerga as árvores."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dizem que astrologia é furada!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78311737?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78311737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78311737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78311737' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78177449</id><published>2002-06-25T11:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T11:22:09.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estou fazendo (no Excel) uma listagem super detalhada das músicas existentes no computador...Puta trabalho pois são trocentas músicas, mas irá ajudar na realização dos cd´s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78177449?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78177449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78177449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78177449' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-78177340</id><published>2002-06-25T11:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T11:19:22.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To muito relapsa com esse blog; também tudo virado do avesso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas pelo menos agora tenho uma perspectiva de até setembro estar morando com minha filhota e meu namorado num apê legalzinho (que tenha a nossa cara).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O casamento esta cada vez mais nos meus planos, apesar de algumas diferenças (do tipo: eu não quero saber de outro filho e ele quer). Vamos morar juntos um tempo antes de oficializar, só pra garantir ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Pra variar tenho sorte nos relacionamentos, ele é super carinhoso, dedicado, atencioso ... Nao vou falar muito pra nao ter olho gordo hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E qd eu tiver um tempo maior para escrever, irei detalhar uns sentimentos e "conclusões".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-78177340?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78177340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/78177340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78177340' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-77810307</id><published>2002-06-16T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-16T12:57:12.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Manhã de domingo ao som de sets de Drum n´ Bass; um deles contendo apenas Bad Company, EZRollers e Ed Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei bem o meu dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-77810307?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77810307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77810307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77810307' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-77284572</id><published>2002-06-03T09:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T09:38:36.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minha vida virou de cabeça pra baixo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terei que mudar, arrumar um outro emprego que ganhe mais e tentar dividir um apê com uma pessoa legal, pois tenho minha filha no meio disso tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Casamento? Rola uns planos também para isso, pois é dificil arrumar outra pessoa que tenha as mesmas ambições que vc (e eu já arrumei hehehehe).&lt;br /&gt;Vi uns preços de apê e aonde eu queria morar vai ficar apertado. Vou ter que ficar pela Tijuca mesmo, pois o custo beneficio é mais interessante (sobra mais grana para os extras).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Jah ilumine meu caminho para que tudo se resolva da melhor forma possível para todos os envolvidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Músicas que me animaram em momentos de crise durante a semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: superstylisin - grove armada&lt;br /&gt;..:: shake your body - shy fx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-77284572?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77284572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77284572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77284572' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-77002731</id><published>2002-05-26T20:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T20:35:07.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagitarianos estão sempre em busca da melhor opção, nunca descartando nenhuma alternativa. Por isso, pode m ser um pouco relutantes em assumir um compromisso sério e são ainda piores para casamentos. &lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo em que tem medo de se comprometer, alguma coisa em sua alma lhe diz que ele tem necessidade de segurança. Isso é um consolo para aqueles que se apaixonaram por um sagitariano; eles geralmente voltam para o lar, ou seja, ele pode ter um relacionamento estável e continuar em sua infinita busca pelo novo em outros parceiros/as. &lt;br /&gt;Sagitário não é um signo que pode ser domado, e é melhor você nem tentar. O melhor que você pode fazer é lhe dar a liberdade que ele precisa e deixar claro que ele pode ser sempre ele mesmo com você.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-77002731?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77002731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/77002731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77002731' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76885920</id><published>2002-05-23T12:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T12:51:43.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tenho uma observação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucio K e Tai Head são os melhores DJs de DB do Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lucio então é uma das pessoas mais bem informada sobre músicas (no geral). Um pesquisador profissional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sair para ir numa festa que esse 2 tocam é diverção certa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Valeu mesmo meninos! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76885920?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76885920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76885920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76885920' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76885426</id><published>2002-05-23T12:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T12:41:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tô FELIZZZZZZ!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ontem tive uma tarde e noite com minha &lt;a href="http://www.duskgirlie.blogspot.com/"&gt;amiga&lt;/a&gt; linda, gostosa, maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos no Letras tomar café e conversar. Encontramos o Marios Bros que divulgou sua nova festa...&lt;br /&gt;Depois fomos fazer uns preparativos na casa do &lt;a href="http://www.geradorzero.com/~luciok/"&gt;Lucio&lt;/a&gt; e partimos em direção à uma viagem que só acabou às 5 da matina na Bunker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha melhor amiga, conversassss, café e drum n basss. Que NOITE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76885426?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76885426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76885426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76885426' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76843800</id><published>2002-05-22T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T12:57:56.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caramba, eu me meti a besta de fazer uma arrumação profunda na casa e de quebra, ainda pintar portas e paredes da casa.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Tô quebrada! E tenho que acabar antes da filhota chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ai ai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76843800?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76843800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76843800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76843800' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76843617</id><published>2002-05-22T12:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T12:52:56.473-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Músicas que rodam meus ouvidos nas últimas horas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: amon tobin - chocolate lovely&lt;br /&gt;..:: amon tobin - nightlife&lt;br /&gt;..:: amon tobin - sultan drops&lt;br /&gt;..:: amon tobin - natureland&lt;br /&gt;..:: herbalizer - sensual woman&lt;br /&gt;..:: herbalizer - goldrush&lt;br /&gt;..:: yvonne baker - you didn't say a word&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76843617?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76843617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76843617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76843617' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76827507</id><published>2002-05-22T01:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T01:11:13.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amanhã é dia de passar a tarde com minha linda (e loira) &lt;a href="http://www.duskgirlie.blogspot.com/"&gt;amiga&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;To precisando conversar muito com ela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sexta vou almoçar com uma pessoa muito especial; que estava com saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a MELHOR notícia é que minha vida esta chegando na segunda.&lt;br /&gt;Ela vai estranhar a mamãe, pena ela não entender o motivo (pois ainda é pequena), mas foi uma separação necessária.&lt;br /&gt;Se é que isso existe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Jah me ilumine para essa nova conquista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76827507?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76827507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76827507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76827507' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76712858</id><published>2002-05-19T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T01:25:51.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whisky e fumaça.&lt;br /&gt;músicas no winamp&lt;br /&gt;Armazem 06&lt;br /&gt;Luzes amarelas no lounge&lt;br /&gt;Águas da Baia a nos "banhar".&lt;br /&gt;Amigos queridos.&lt;br /&gt;E o Lugar - Muito Lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Kruder&lt;br /&gt;com sua trip harmoniosa.&lt;br /&gt;Depois um som, um tanto estranho.&lt;br /&gt;Rainer Truby entra muito bem&lt;br /&gt;depois de 4 da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;E Xerxes&lt;br /&gt;com seu db somente às 5h20min&lt;br /&gt;Quando ninguém mais acreditava...&lt;br /&gt;Nós dois acreditamos &lt;br /&gt;e por isso curtimos muito.&lt;br /&gt;Resumo da ópera:&lt;br /&gt;Noite foda, com boa música,&lt;br /&gt;bons amigos, lugar lindo,&lt;br /&gt;e um belo nascer do sol&lt;br /&gt;ao som do drum n´bass&lt;br /&gt;de Mr. Xerxes.&lt;br /&gt;ULALÁ!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76712858?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76712858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76712858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76712858' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76461155</id><published>2002-05-12T12:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T12:47:17.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se as pessoas fossem realmente sinceras&lt;br /&gt;Tudo seria MARAVILHOSO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pelo menos pra mim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76461155?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76461155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76461155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76461155' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76251350</id><published>2002-05-07T02:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T02:18:03.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ingresso pra show do Kruder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"MAIS QUE COMPRADO"!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o Kid Loco vai entrar na roda tb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso vai ser FODA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76251350?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76251350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76251350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76251350' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-76251289</id><published>2002-05-07T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T02:15:57.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Olha só, tá muito difícil eu ter um tempo livre na minha cabeça para escrever aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpinha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou trabalhando muito, pintando a casa (minha versão pintora de parede ou de rodapé, como preferir) e também amando muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resumindo, acho que lá pro final do mês volto ao ritmo normal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijocas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rezem por mim, pois voarei de TAM (motherfokker-100) durante 3 dias que estarei trabalhando em Joinville e Floripa.&lt;br /&gt;Que Jah me proteja!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-76251289?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76251289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/76251289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76251289' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-75552036</id><published>2002-04-18T14:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T14:26:59.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Numa Rave você me sentiu.&lt;br /&gt;Sentiu  a minha  energia.&lt;br /&gt;Nos perdemos&lt;br /&gt;e nos achamos em  sua cama.&lt;br /&gt;Ao meio  a massagens e olhares,&lt;br /&gt;senti você.&lt;br /&gt;Entregues&lt;br /&gt;mergulhamos num oceano de  emoções;&lt;br /&gt;num mar calmo de águas límpidas&lt;br /&gt;ancoramos o nosso amor.&lt;br /&gt;E agora  só nos resta&lt;br /&gt;nadar, juntos, em várias correntes,&lt;br /&gt;conhecer novos continentes&lt;br /&gt;e construir  a nossa Atlântida.&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza da sua solidez&lt;br /&gt;para vivermos nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;e tirar dele os melhores frutos.&lt;br /&gt;Assim poderemos suprir nossas necessidades&lt;br /&gt;sem precisar volttar a superfície.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Escrito por mim, no  vôo para Manaus&lt;br /&gt;Para quem?&lt;br /&gt;Pra vc, André &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-75552036?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75552036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75552036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75552036' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-75205491</id><published>2002-04-09T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T11:39:49.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cada dia que passa vejo mais nitidamente, que preciso namorar (e coisas do gênero) com pessoas que tenham a mesma linha de pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;E como eu conheço apenas uma amiga que pensa como eu (Duskie é vc) , ficarei esperando baixar outra nave do nosso planeta trazendo mais de nossa espécie.&lt;br /&gt;Mas esse terráqueo que estou namorando até que é bastante interessante. Estou pagando pra ver!&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-75205491?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75205491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75205491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75205491' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-75195391</id><published>2002-04-09T03:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T07:41:02.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e indo pro ragga e derivados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Dj Chronic - &lt;i&gt;Only ragga (unreleased beatnuts dancehall mix)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: NTM - &lt;i&gt;NTM Iam Craig 2001 ragga rap r&amp;b (remix zoxe busta flex lord kossity mc solar)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-75195391?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75195391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75195391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75195391' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-75195255</id><published>2002-04-09T03:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T03:09:35.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Madruga embalada com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Adam F. - &lt;i&gt;Dirty Harry (ganja kru remix)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-75195255?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75195255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75195255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75195255' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-75171185</id><published>2002-04-08T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T15:29:55.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não estou dando muita bola para esse blog.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tá difícil! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rave desse final de semana, a OHM, estava foda!&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos lá às 4hs e rapidamente surgiu um 69 na minha língua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;69 é algo muito sugestivo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu no que deu, de 4hs às 8/9hs da matina no drum n bass. Sem Parar!&lt;br /&gt;E depois trance até às 14hs.&lt;br /&gt;Miolos fritaram !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ´s inspirados ! &lt;br /&gt;E um ventilador (enorme) na pista de DB deu uma trip maravilhosa!&lt;br /&gt;Perfeito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-75171185?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75171185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/75171185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75171185' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11466316</id><published>2002-04-04T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T18:58:50.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Essa noite foi bastante reveladora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora flores no final da noite, é um golpe muito pesado&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não podemos esquecer que eu sou uma "louca muito romantica" ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11466316?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11466316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11466316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11466316' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11406539</id><published>2002-04-03T04:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T12:48:17.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alta madruga e eu aqui, trabalhando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanha acordo cedo pra acabar&lt;br /&gt;e a tarde tem coisa a vera pra fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a noite esta reserva, somente uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Jah me de energia pra chegar inteira até a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11406539?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11406539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11406539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11406539' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11406194</id><published>2002-04-03T03:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:45:07.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" A individualização começa quando procuramos respostas dentro de nós mesmos, quando deixamos de culpar os outros por nossos sentimentos e começamos a considerar nossas emoções e intuições nossos mestres"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philip Kavanaugh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnificent Addiction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11406194?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11406194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11406194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11406194' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11405928</id><published>2002-04-03T03:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:33:50.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ao inspirar, acalmo meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Ao expirar, sorrio.&lt;br /&gt;Ao viver no momento presente,&lt;br /&gt;sei que este é um maravilhoso momento"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present Moment&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Momente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11405928?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11405928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11405928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11405928' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11405836</id><published>2002-04-03T03:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T03:29:24.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quem disse que viajar de aviao não cansa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu to moída&lt;br /&gt;Lá fui eu de novo&lt;br /&gt;e terça foi bate e volta&lt;br /&gt;Fui pra BH de manhã e voltei a noite&lt;br /&gt;Ufa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11405836?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11405836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11405836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11405836' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11332732</id><published>2002-04-01T02:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-01T02:26:32.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parabéns pra vc ... Muitas Felicidades&lt;br /&gt;Muitos anos de Vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11332732?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11332732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11332732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11332732' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11332651</id><published>2002-04-01T02:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-01T02:23:47.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não preciso dizer nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Bjork and PJ Harvey - &lt;i&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11332651?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11332651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11332651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11332651' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11331468</id><published>2002-04-01T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-04-01T01:46:38.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caramba, entrou um personagem muito legal na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;:)))))&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa companheira, amiga, dedicada ...&lt;br /&gt;Tá bom do jeito que esta indo.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, espero que melhore mais ainda!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo na minha vida continue em harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;Pra ficar perfeito falta uma pessoinha do tamanho do infinito :)))&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela chega em breve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11331468?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11331468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11331468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11331468' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11299922</id><published>2002-03-31T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T02:24:28.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quinta a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Lua cheia.&lt;br /&gt;rave no Centro&lt;br /&gt;Logo no início,&lt;br /&gt;pra me fazer feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Tai-Head.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas queridas.&lt;br /&gt;Puro Esctasy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Muito espaço pra dançar.&lt;br /&gt;Maurício Lopes com tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Lucio K muito iluminado.&lt;br /&gt;Manhã de sexta.&lt;br /&gt;Trance.&lt;br /&gt;Café da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;Floresta da Tijuca&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos?&lt;br /&gt;esses só depois das 14hs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11299922?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11299922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11299922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11299922' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11298442</id><published>2002-03-31T01:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T01:33:17.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caramba , essa semana foi um "atropelamento" atrás do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Tô zureta!&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos minha sexta e meu sábado foram muito interessantes.&lt;br /&gt;Passei ao lado de um ser muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;Ótimo companheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora vou ter que tirar o atraso dos dias que não trabalhei no relatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, fui ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11298442?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11298442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11298442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11298442' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11087518</id><published>2002-03-25T01:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T01:59:46.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lá vou eu para a maratona de vôos.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é cansativo.&lt;br /&gt;E qd chegar, ainda tenho o relatório para fazer e apresentar na quinta.&lt;br /&gt;Ufa!&lt;br /&gt;O Bom é que quinta tem &lt;a href="http://www.rionoite.com.br"&gt;rave&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Com Mauricio Lopes e tb o Tai-Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa recompensa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11087518?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11087518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11087518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11087518' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11087349</id><published>2002-03-25T01:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T01:52:39.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Se eu pudesse nascia uma negona fodona somente para dançar (ragga, hip-hop...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos ouvidos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Swollen Members - &lt;i&gt;Fuel Injected&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Brand Nubian - &lt;i&gt;Don't Let It Go To Your Head &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Deltron 3030 - &lt;i&gt;things you can do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Souls of Mischief - &lt;i&gt;93 'til infinity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11087349?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11087349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11087349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11087349' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11086859</id><published>2002-03-25T01:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T01:33:35.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Essa música é uma coisa de boa:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Lovage - &lt;i&gt;Stroker Ace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11086859?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11086859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11086859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11086859' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11042494</id><published>2002-03-23T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T15:29:21.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pq a maioria das pessoas tendem a 'valorizar' quem briga, cobra, reclama...? (estou falando no excesso disso)&lt;br /&gt;Será que acham que isso amor??? Viver em meio de discussões? Ou será que as pessoas precisam tomar um tapas para entender melhor as coisas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS! Tô fora, mas cada um com seu cada um. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu valorizo quem tenta entender todos os lados de uma situação, quem tenta deixar as coisas sempre bem claras, bem harmonicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11042494?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11042494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11042494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11042494' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-11042181</id><published>2002-03-23T15:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T15:15:08.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tive uma noite de papos e db.&lt;br /&gt;Bunker com pista tranquila pra dançar. Maravilha!&lt;br /&gt;Alguns amigos que não via a meses&lt;br /&gt;Mas uma situação que ainda não se resolveu, com alguém que amo muito, me atrapalhou.&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta perto de se resolver, darei tempo ao tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihhhh, hoje tô bem não!  hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um trabalho pra fazer ainda hoje, arrumar mala e dormir para me acabar hoje a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal hoje tem &lt;b&gt;after&lt;/b&gt; na Bunker, com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sven Väth , Renato Lopes , Ricardinho NS &lt;/b&gt;(que estava na geladeira da Bunker) &lt;b&gt;e Maurício Lopes &lt;/b&gt;(meu preferido no Rio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12h de música...Que Jah me ajude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antes vou num open house (isso soa tão chic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou ouvindo um set com: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Ed Rush &amp; Optical - &lt;i&gt;Glass Eyes &lt;/i&gt;/ &lt;i&gt;Greed-sour &lt;/i&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Point Blank &lt;/i&gt;/ &lt;i&gt;Syringe &lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-11042181?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11042181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/11042181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11042181' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10995343</id><published>2002-03-22T01:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T01:07:46.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o final de semana vai ser bom; sinto boas energias :)&lt;br /&gt;oba, oba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10995343?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10995343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10995343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10995343' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10994621</id><published>2002-03-22T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T00:43:02.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trabalho acertado para segunda em SP.&lt;br /&gt;Lá vou eu no avião sozinha, me hospedar num hotel sozinha, ficar sem computador....&lt;br /&gt;Poxa! :((((&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Trabalho é trabalho, mas que podia rolar divertimento nas folgas do trabalho podia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo agora:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Congo Natty - &lt;i&gt;Junglist Soldier&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Ed Rush and Optical - &lt;i&gt;Point Blank &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10994621?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10994621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10994621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10994621' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10994195</id><published>2002-03-22T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T00:29:51.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Diazinho mais ou menos, da cor do ceu do Rio &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10994195?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10994195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10994195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10994195' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10930223</id><published>2002-03-20T10:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T10:47:35.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acordando ao som de Kruder, para manter o bom humor e encarar a rua e o sol existente nela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de muito trabalho na rua.&lt;br /&gt;Vou aproveitar e visitar uns amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10930223?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10930223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10930223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10930223' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10893850</id><published>2002-03-19T09:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-19T09:38:37.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coincidências da vida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai aí o &lt;a href="http://castelodecartas.weblogger.com.br/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; de uma menina muito simpática, que conheci por um acaso.&lt;br /&gt;Um &lt;b&gt;belo&lt;/b&gt; acaso, diga-se de passagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Conhecer pessoas novas e que sejam interessantes, é algo muito proveitoso &lt;/i&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10893850?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10893850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10893850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10893850' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10893766</id><published>2002-03-19T09:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-19T11:14:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Segunda a noite foi dia de show num lugar muito bom, com banda muito boa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugar: &lt;a href="http://www.centroculturalcarioca.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Centro Cultura Carioca&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;que vale a pena conhecer, nem que seja somente para um chopp &lt;br /&gt;Banda: &lt;b&gt;Manifesto 021&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ da noite: &lt;a href="http://www.geradorzero.com/~luciok/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucio K&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite de Funk (&lt;i&gt;funk com F bem maiúsculo&lt;/i&gt;). Nada de funk favela, por favor!&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma noite de &lt;b&gt;Pure Funk&lt;/b&gt; muito boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tinha um gringo, LINDO, que dançava maravilhosamente bem&lt;br /&gt;Claro que no final da night já estávamos conversando, sobre dança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10893766?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10893766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10893766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10893766' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10836133</id><published>2002-03-17T19:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T19:46:50.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não rolou de ir pra rave.&lt;br /&gt;Acabei indo para uma festinha de mulheres,&lt;br /&gt;numa cobertura cinematográfica.&lt;br /&gt;Perdi a hora e uma ligação.&lt;br /&gt;Ligação que poderia ter sido&lt;br /&gt;interessante de ter atendido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, tudo bem...&lt;br /&gt;ainda terão outras oportunidades.&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho, e espero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10836133?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10836133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10836133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10836133' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10822868</id><published>2002-03-17T10:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T10:02:16.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo nesta manhã linda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Moby - &lt;i&gt;Porcelain (Trin Remix with Enya) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Portishead - &lt;i&gt;Only you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10822868?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10822868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10822868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10822868' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10810850</id><published>2002-03-16T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T22:48:21.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo agora:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..:: Funk Como Le Gusta - 16 Toneladas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10810850?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10810850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10810850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10810850' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10810763</id><published>2002-03-16T22:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T22:46:02.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quero corpo,&lt;br /&gt;quero alma,&lt;br /&gt;quero troca ...&lt;br /&gt;quero amor!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10810763?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10810763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10810763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10810763' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10794481</id><published>2002-03-16T09:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T09:53:50.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;..:: Beanie Sigel - &lt;i&gt;Raw &amp; Uncut (feat. Jay Z.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: J. Rawls - &lt;i&gt;Great Live Carper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Autoload - &lt;i&gt;Le Noveau Millenaire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Asian Dub Foundation - &lt;i&gt;Culture Move&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10794481?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10794481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10794481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10794481' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10794450</id><published>2002-03-16T09:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T09:50:17.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uma amiga com hepatite,&lt;br /&gt;outro de ama-seca,&lt;br /&gt;outros 2 viajando&lt;br /&gt;e um último acidentado.&lt;br /&gt;Vou nessa rave sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;lá acho alguém conhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10794450?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10794450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10794450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10794450' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10771027</id><published>2002-03-15T15:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-15T15:59:24.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje a noite Matriz&lt;br /&gt;depois de longo tempo sem pisar naquela pista cheia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10771027?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10771027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10771027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10771027' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10770945</id><published>2002-03-15T15:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-15T15:56:39.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;vem chuva&lt;br /&gt;muita chuva!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10770945?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10770945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10770945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10770945' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10743477</id><published>2002-03-14T22:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-14T22:01:22.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby Energy quase descarregou.&lt;br /&gt;Por pouco não acaba a energia da menina aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas fui de encontro com minha fonte,&lt;br /&gt;e me encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha fonte / Minha filha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10743477?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10743477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10743477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10743477' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10740834</id><published>2002-03-14T19:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-03-14T19:26:36.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Só é necessário um minuto para que se simpatize com alguém, uma hora para gostar de alguém, um dia para querer bem a alguém, mas precisamos de toda uma vida para que possamos esquecê-lo."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10740834?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10740834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10740834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10740834' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10093909</id><published>2002-02-25T04:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T04:16:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desculpa para todos os homens :)&lt;br /&gt;mas &lt;b&gt;beijar mulher é muito mais gostoso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rola umas sensações diferentes, por talvez sabermos como estimular os pontos certos no outro corpo. Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que estou com sorte pra isso nesses últimos meses, e sinceramente tô achando ótimo ficar só na onda do beijo com mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez essa seja mais a minha, ficar apenas sentindo o toque dos lábios, as mãos pelo corpo, o mesmo ritmo na respiração.&lt;br /&gt;O sexo com mulheres não é necessário pra mim, mas o beijo é.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que sem generalizar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agora sexo com homem é extremanente necessário.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que estou "enlouquecendo" com a falta por 20 dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso sair de Salvador e voltar pra minha terra rapidamente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10093909?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10093909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10093909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10093909' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10092982</id><published>2002-02-25T03:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T03:34:47.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Escorpião com Sagitário&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que é uma união explosiva sexualmente. E isso eu não posso negar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas dizem tb que o relacionamento não se sustenta por muito tempo, pois escorpião não curte a liberdade de sagitário; e sagitário não curte a "carência" de escorpião. Visto que "carência" é uma necessidade de "massagem no ego", constamente :D&lt;br /&gt;E isso eu tb tenho que concordar que acontece, mas como nós nos conhecemos a alguns anos e já estamos mais maduros acho que temos chance de continuar como estamos. Na maior harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portanto estou com chance de não "enjoar" dele (como acontece facilmente). Resta ele não "enjoar" de mim para nós podermos aproveitar bem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O "enjoar" nada mais é  do que ir descobrindo que aquela pessoa não atende as suas necessidades.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10092982?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10092982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10092982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10092982' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-10092519</id><published>2002-02-25T03:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T03:14:28.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Homem Encantador&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, fui conquistada (pela segunda vez) por um homem que consegue equilibrar os oposto que preciso - Carinho e Força (de homem)&lt;br /&gt;Nós ficamos afastado uns 6 anos, e isso fez com que nós aprendecemos os limites do outro. O que torna nossa convivência mais fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agora estou eu aqui em Salvador (férias) e ele no Rio e a saudade bateu :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-10092519?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10092519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/10092519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10092519' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9582524</id><published>2002-02-10T17:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T17:51:53.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Namorar um ex-namorado tem muitas vantagens, ainda mais qd se passa muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Nós sabemos aonde pisamos, mesmo com as mudanças ainda nos conhecemos bem.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto temos facilidade em deixar tudo na mais perfeita paz e harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos agora vivendo somentes momentos agradáveis juntos, e isso já vale bastante a pena ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9582524?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9582524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9582524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9582524' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9581970</id><published>2002-02-10T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T17:30:44.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexy Day´s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;conte uma história boa&lt;br /&gt;me embala&lt;br /&gt;quero dormir com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acordar de novo&lt;br /&gt;passar o dia verde&lt;br /&gt;te esperando&lt;br /&gt;nua&lt;br /&gt;amadurecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conte uma mentira boba&lt;br /&gt;me embola&lt;br /&gt;quero dormir com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;levantar de novo&lt;br /&gt;passar o dia duro &lt;br /&gt;te venerando&lt;br /&gt;nua&lt;br /&gt;amolecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passe uma cantada tola&lt;br /&gt;me enrola&lt;br /&gt;quero dormir com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ressuscitar de novo [no terceiro dia]&lt;br /&gt;passar a limpo o tempo&lt;br /&gt;te esculturando&lt;br /&gt;nua&lt;br /&gt;envelhecer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.claraboia.com"&gt;Jean Boëchat &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9581970?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9581970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9581970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9581970' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9527844</id><published>2002-02-08T18:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T18:37:07.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Que química é essa?&lt;br /&gt;O homem é do jeito que eu gosto!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei me despedindo dele, ontem e hoje, pois ficarei quase um mês em Salvador.&lt;br /&gt;E em Salvador meu esquema não é curtir minha vida, e sim curtir minha filha.&lt;br /&gt;Mas qd voltar, ele será a primeira pessoa para quem ligar&lt;br /&gt;pois a saudade de nós dois juntos vai ser das boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9527844?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9527844' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9527825</id><published>2002-02-08T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T18:36:12.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Essas duas sisters são poderosas!!!&lt;br /&gt;Vocal francês, com influência da música afro. Nota 10 ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Les Nubians - Demain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9527825?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9527825' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9527816</id><published>2002-02-08T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T18:35:52.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Sobre Amnésia (filme) minha única palavra será:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9527816?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9527816' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9527771</id><published>2002-02-08T18:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T18:35:23.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quarta Deliociosa!&lt;br /&gt;Lucio K e Soulslinger ...&lt;br /&gt;DJ´s inspiradíssimos.&lt;br /&gt;"Namoradão" empolgadão.&lt;br /&gt;Todos no embalo.&lt;br /&gt;Otto e Negrine,&lt;br /&gt;com suas energias sexuais,&lt;br /&gt;contagiando o ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;Pausa para o repouso,&lt;br /&gt;para contatos táteis.&lt;br /&gt;"Vamos para casa?"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Lucio K volta com DB´s 'crueis'.&lt;br /&gt;Mudança de Planos.&lt;br /&gt;Volta a pista.&lt;br /&gt;Suor, sorissos e toques.&lt;br /&gt;5:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;Agora sim:&lt;br /&gt;"Vamos p/ casa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9527771?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9527771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9527771' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9388370</id><published>2002-02-05T01:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-05T02:00:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sexo de qualidade deve ser repetido o maior número de vezes possível.&lt;br /&gt;E de várias maneiras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9388370?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9388370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9388370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9388370' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9388278</id><published>2002-02-05T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-05T01:34:24.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melhor dizer que estamos namorando mesmo. Assim precisamos dar menos explicações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas que é um 'namoro' bem diferente, isso é.&lt;br /&gt;E nem por isso deixa de ser ótimo!&lt;br /&gt;Bom d+&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9388278?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9388278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9388278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9388278' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9368518</id><published>2002-02-04T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:29:16.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Jogos de computador não afetam crianças. Se o Pac-man tivesse nos afetado quando éramos crianças, hoje em dia estaríamos todos correndo por salas escuras, engolindo pílulas mágicas e escutando músicas eletrônicas repetitivas."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kristian Wilson, Nintendo Inc, 1989&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;P U T Z ! ! !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9368518?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9368518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9368518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9368518' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9368068</id><published>2002-02-04T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:14:24.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quase uma semana pra ver minha filha linda.&lt;br /&gt;Vou beijar tanto essa menina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tic tac tic tac tic tac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9368068?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9368068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9368068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9368068' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9367969</id><published>2002-02-04T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:11:01.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pq será que existe essa "lei":&lt;br /&gt;qt mais "atenção" vc recebe, menos vc dá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algo errado no planeta&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9367969?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9367969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9367969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9367969' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9306558</id><published>2002-02-02T15:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T15:46:32.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Legal &lt;a href="http://www.ig.com.br/paginas/igrio/especial_rio/"&gt;essa &lt;/a&gt;dica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;200 coisas imperdíveis do Rio.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divido em assuntos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9306558?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9306558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9306558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9306558' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9305160</id><published>2002-02-02T14:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T14:44:51.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma pessoa muito querida me disse, uma segunda dessas, que eu tenho um instinto maternal.&lt;br /&gt;Anos atrás acharia uma loucura ouvir isso, mas hoje vejo como esse instinto é presente. Bastante presente.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sinto que isso interfere na minha relação com algumas pessoas que tem dificuldade em receber carinho, atenção... - &lt;i&gt;Tem um povo que não lida bem com isso&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Mas não posso fazer muito em relação a isso, já que acredito que não devemos mudar ou camuflar características nossas das quais gostamos, simplesmente para agradar; temos que ser nós mesmos e 'atrair' pessoas que nos entendam e que sejam "compatíveis" as nossas características (sem necessariamente serem iguais).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E Beto achei boa sua observação, valeu ;)&lt;br /&gt;Bem coisa de signo de terra.&lt;br /&gt;Enxerga dentro do outro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9305160?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9305160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9305160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9305160' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9304842</id><published>2002-02-02T14:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T14:31:22.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Fragmentos Errôneos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me conhece em pedaços&lt;br /&gt;não me conhece em nada,&lt;br /&gt;apenas pensa que sim.&lt;br /&gt;Para saber que realmente eu sou&lt;br /&gt;é preciso conviver e entender.&lt;br /&gt;Pois quem compra minha aparência,&lt;br /&gt;nem descofia da minha essência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9304842?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9304842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9304842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9304842' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9303037</id><published>2002-02-02T13:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T13:05:42.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reunião e Rave com chuva?&lt;br /&gt;Será mesmo !?&lt;br /&gt;não tô acreditando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9303037?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9303037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9303037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9303037' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9292788</id><published>2002-02-02T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T01:25:50.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Isso é foda!!! Muito foda!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bom ter certeza que foi a pessoa certa&lt;br /&gt;para fazer o ser mais importante da minha da vida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escrito por Lucio K (&lt;i&gt;muito bem escrito&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é feliz, tolera&lt;br /&gt;da vida o amargor, o sal&lt;br /&gt;o sofredor se afeta&lt;br /&gt;com a primeira contradição&lt;br /&gt;ao seu ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é de paz, pondera&lt;br /&gt;que lutar é essencial...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pôe dono à razão&lt;br /&gt;mas vive certo de que o coração&lt;br /&gt;sempre vence o mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é de bem, não deixa um amor ruir&lt;br /&gt;não corre de medos e feridas.&lt;br /&gt;A não ser que falte coração&lt;br /&gt;para crer em recomeço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem não é gato, aprende a cair...&lt;br /&gt;a não ser que se intimide,&lt;br /&gt;e jogue tudo ao chão,&lt;br /&gt;no primeiro tropeço.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9292788?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9292788' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9292583</id><published>2002-02-02T01:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T01:32:31.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Como sou uma sagitariana com ascendente em capricórnio, portanto um ser louco mas muito coinsciente e completamente sem nexo (pelo menos pros outros) vamos pular para outro assunto: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;entreterimento &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq as pessoas que gostam de sexo a três (quatro, cinco...) não demonstram essas preferencias mais abertamente? &lt;br /&gt;Ficaria tudo mais fácil, mais prático.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito foda ser tocada por mais de uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir estímulos em várias partes do seu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Beijar duas bocas &lt;br /&gt;com sabores diferentes...&lt;br /&gt;Putz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Definitivamente&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA É CHEIA DE PRAZERES !&lt;br /&gt;VIVA-OS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9292583?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9292583' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9292207</id><published>2002-02-02T01:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T01:02:45.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A saudade aperta muito.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo nas horas que meu cérebro trabalha&lt;br /&gt;meu coração sente falta dela.&lt;br /&gt;Tão pequena&lt;br /&gt;e imensa dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Doí a falta dela :(&lt;br /&gt;Por isso muito trabalho&lt;br /&gt;para traze-la o mais rápido possível&lt;br /&gt;pro meu ladinho :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9292207?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9292207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9292207' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9258179</id><published>2002-02-01T01:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T01:29:56.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ao som: Tito Puentes.&lt;br /&gt;Ao ICQ ele: O Escorpião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bem que o escorpião podia estar aqui do lado,&lt;br /&gt;já que ele pica, mas o veneno não chega a matar. Delícia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse signo tem uma vantagem, qd eles querem eles são infalíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9258179?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9258179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9258179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9258179' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9255737</id><published>2002-02-01T00:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T00:34:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os DJ's são Ziggy e Guilherminho.&lt;br /&gt;Boa opções para minha sexta solitária. Dançar muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Será que algum dia vou admirar um homem ao ponto de querer ficar ao lado dele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. Claro que vou!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São 3 anos sem ter um relacionamento. &lt;br /&gt;Tb hoje em dia não tem mais homens com personalidade forte, seguros e "de bem com a vida" dando mole solteiro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9255737?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9255737' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9255516</id><published>2002-02-01T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T00:02:55.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUE SAUDADE DA MINHA LUZ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de olhar dentro daqueles olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de sentir sua pele, seu cabelo, seu cheiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo tanto, mas esse tempo longe é necessário para que nossa vida juntas fique cada vez melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo vc, minha filha linda, cheirosa, gostosa, maravilhosa&lt;br /&gt;Mami já esta chegando aí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9255516?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9255516' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9255215</id><published>2002-01-31T23:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T23:53:03.943-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"SAUDADE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Em alguma outra vida, devemos ter feito algo de muito &lt;br /&gt;grave, para sentirmos tanta saudade... &lt;br /&gt;Trancar o dedo numa porta dói. Bater com o queixo no &lt;br /&gt;chão dói. Torcer o tornozelo dói. Um tapa, um soco, um &lt;br /&gt;pontapé, doem. Dói bater a cabeça na quina da mesa, dói &lt;br /&gt;morder a língua, dói cólica, cárie e pedra no rim. Mas o &lt;br /&gt;que mais dói é a saudade. Saudade de um irmão que mora &lt;br /&gt;longe.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de uma cachoeira da infância. Saudade do gosto &lt;br /&gt;de uma fruta que não se encontra mais. Saudade do pai &lt;br /&gt;que morreu, do amigo imaginário que nunca existiu. &lt;br /&gt;Saudade de uma cidade. Saudade da gente mesmo, que o &lt;br /&gt;tempo não perdoa. Doem essas saudades todas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a saudade mais dolorida é a saudade de quem se ama. &lt;br /&gt;Saudade da pele, do cheiro, dos beijos. Saudade da &lt;br /&gt;presença, e até da ausência consentida. Você podia ficar &lt;br /&gt;na sala e ela no quarto, sem se verem, mas sabiam-se lá. &lt;br /&gt;Você podia ir para o dentista e ela para a faculdade, &lt;br /&gt;mas sabiam-se onde. Você podia ficar o dia sem vê-la, &lt;br /&gt;ela o dia sem vê-lo, mas sabiam-se amanhã. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo, quando o amor de um acaba, ou torna-se menor, &lt;br /&gt;ao outro sobra uma saudade que ninguém sabe como deter. &lt;br /&gt;Saudade é basicamente não saber. Não saber mais se ela &lt;br /&gt;continua fungando num ambiente mais frio. Não saber se &lt;br /&gt;ele continua sem fazer a barba por causa daquela &lt;br /&gt;alergia. Não saber se ela ainda usa aquela saia. Não &lt;br /&gt;saber se ele foi na consulta com o dermatologista como &lt;br /&gt;prometeu. Não saber se ela tem comido bem por causa &lt;br /&gt;daquela mania de estar sempre culpada, se ele tem &lt;br /&gt;assistido as aulas de inglês, se aprendeu a entrar na &lt;br /&gt;internet e encontrar a página do Diário Oficial, se ela &lt;br /&gt;aprendeu a estacionar entre dois carros, se ele continua &lt;br /&gt;preferindo Malzebier, se ela continua preferindo suco, &lt;br /&gt;se ele continua sorrindo com aqueles olhinhos apertados, &lt;br /&gt;se ela continua dançando daquele jeitinho enlouquecedor, &lt;br /&gt;se ele continua cantando tão bem, se ela continua &lt;br /&gt;detestando o MC Donald's, se ele continua amando, se ela &lt;br /&gt;continua a chorar até nas comédias. Saudade é não saber &lt;br /&gt;mesmo! Não saber o que fazer com os dias que ficaram &lt;br /&gt;mais compridos, não saber como encontrar tarefas que lhe &lt;br /&gt;cessem o pensamento, não saber como frear as lágrimas &lt;br /&gt;diante de uma música, não saber como vencer a dor de um &lt;br /&gt;silêncio que nada preenche. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é não querer saber se ela está com outro, e ao &lt;br /&gt;mesmo tempo querer. É não saber se ele está feliz, e ao &lt;br /&gt;mesmo tempo perguntar a todos os amigos por isso... É &lt;br /&gt;não querer saber se ele está mais magro, se ela está &lt;br /&gt;mais bela. Saudade é nunca mais saber de quem se ama, e &lt;br /&gt;ainda assim doer. Saudade é isso que senti enquanto &lt;br /&gt;estive escrevendo e o que você, provavelmente, está &lt;br /&gt;sentindo agora depois que acabou de ler..." &lt;br /&gt;(Miguel Falabella )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9255215?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9255215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_01_01_archive.html#9255215' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9238703</id><published>2002-01-31T15:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T15:12:11.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minha noite de quarta , pra variar , foi ótima !&lt;br /&gt;Muito db du'bom !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clarice, valeu a noite!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9238703?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9238703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9238703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_01_01_archive.html#9238703' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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-3172339.post-9185459</id><published>2002-01-30T02:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-01-30T02:13:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baixando Depeche Mode no Audiogalaxy enquanto penso na produção da festa.&lt;br /&gt;O nome foi escolhido e ficou foda&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser uma festa com sambarock de primeira linha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas anida falta arrumar o lugar&lt;/i&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho melhor trabalhar isso amanhã, pois tô ferrada de sono (estranho, ainda são 3:30).&lt;br /&gt;E tb é preciso um descanso para ir à Bunker amanhã (hoje/quarta) dançar meu db.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sinto ótimas energias para minha quarta.&lt;br /&gt;acho que terei surpresas agradáveis &lt;/i&gt;;)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172339-9185459?l=essencial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9185459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172339/posts/default/9185459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essencial.blogspot.com/2002_01_01_archive.html#9185459' title=''/><author><name>baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259242038708834626</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>
